The Divine Hunter Chapter 16: Alchemy

Roy's trophy package was filled with materials from his trip to the Smelk Mine - hundreds of eyes, tongues, ears... internal organs, various organs and tissues of the evil ghosts.

Except for the dozen or so green mutants that must be kept for themselves and used to prepare grass decoctions, and the nails and teeth must be polished into arrows, everything else must be disposed of.

Convert it into money and free up space.

Elland, as a principality affiliated with Temeria, has merchants from all over the country who sell a variety of goods, and many of them are willing to purchase monster materials.

But the price is more particular.

If a merchant sees that the seller is a layman, he will definitely be treated as a piece of meat and the price will be lowered. But the witcher Letho has lived for eighty years and is experienced in selling trophies.

He has a unique price negotiation strategy. Simple and efficient - when he finds out who is interested in acquiring, he will quote a price, then stare at that person with a pair of amber, cold and ruthless eyes, waiting for the other party to bargain without saying a word.

One-third of the merchants will take the initiative to increase their chips after being targeted by him for five seconds, and will quote a price that satisfies him half a minute later.

Just by virtue of the witcher's limping legs, tall and burly figure, sharp eyes, and shiny bald head, it is enough for ordinary people to say hundreds of words.

A deal was reached with three vendors in total. All the eyes, tongues, ears, and most of the internal organs of the evil ghosts were sold for a huge sum of two hundred crowns...

This money was not yet kept in the purse, but was used to purchase a large amount of alchemy supplies.

Because the potions, sword oil, and alchemy bombs were all gone, the two suffered enough in the mine tunnels. Now that they finally see the light of day again, their first priority is to replenish all the alchemy items.

A big purchase.

Containing herbs such as Bailey's fruit, celandine, and flea, special materials such as phosphorus, sulfur, and saltpeter, and alcoholic beverages such as Mahakam spirit, cherry wine, and Datura wine, most of the loot package was stuffed.

The two found the most professional time-honored blacksmith shop in the city, and customized 100 special crossbow arrows for the price of 20 copper coins each on the premise of providing the devil's claws and teeth. This type of crossbow arrow has stronger penetrating power and heavier weight than ordinary iron arrows, and the arrows contain slight toxins originating from evil spirits, making them much more powerful than ordinary arrows.

Leso also left the steel sword and dagger in the blacksmith shop for polishing and repair, which was another expense.

As for Ancient Wishir, although he has experienced several battles in the Smelk Mine, the sword produced by the goblin is not so easy to wear. The sword body is still smooth and delicate, enough to blow hair and break hair. You can oil it yourself and maintain it. Can.

What's more, they don't feel comfortable leaving their swords in the care of strangers.

As the end of the purchase.

The master and apprentice of the demon hunter made two sets of gray cowhide armor, one large and one small, and knee-high boots tailor-made at the clothing store. After all, we can't always wear thin and thin linen clothes, pants, and cloth shoes without any defense. It is inconvenient to speak and move.

None of these things are cheap.

As the sun sets in the west, Elland City is enveloped in orange light.

After spending a day shopping in markets, streets, and shops, Roy calculated all the expenses and income. He was shocked. In just one day, they not only spent all the income from selling materials, but also passed it on. A lot of money.

"Spending money is like running water... The devil hunter is really a high-risk, high-income, high-consumption profession!"

Now there is only a little more than 100 crowns left in my pocket. Even if I don't go drinking and looking for women, this little money is still scarce.

"Leso, should we take on a few commissions and earn some living expenses?" The young man looked at the demon hunter expectantly. His only requirement for employment was the last magical creature, and then he could wait and see with peace of mind. Trial of Green Grass.

Furthermore, after following the other party on the road, he had not browsed the missions from the bulletin board seriously, and he was full of yearning for that place.

How can you be called a qualified witcher if you haven't removed the commission from the bulletin board?

"Don't think about any commissions in the near future." The demon hunter narrowed his pupils and looked at him, as if he had seen through him. "Besides, kid, you haven't killed anyone in the Smirk Mine. Is it enough?"

"Life must be about movement and stillness. In the next few days, you will help me to make alchemy honestly..." The demon hunter stated the plan without any refutation, "When the alchemy tools are ready, we will cook the herbs. Just go to the temple."

……

Still like Edsberg, the demon hunter rented a house with a kitchen in the city, asked the young man to work together, and spent half a day transforming it into a simple alchemy room.

When everything was completed, the familiar iron pot, clay bowl, still, blower, and medicine pestle appeared in sight again. The young man felt dizzy for a while, as if he had returned to that period of darkness, when he opened his eyes for alchemy and closed his eyes for sleep. scary times.

But there was a strange desire in my heart, longing for the huge sense of accomplishment of refining that small and exquisite potion after all the hard work.

All this urged him to pick up the iron pot and clay bowl. Be happy...

"Review the calendula potion..." The witcher suddenly asked while he was daydreaming, "Orally describe the potion formula and steps."

"Two ounces of shade-dried marigolds, one ounce of nettle, each added to a stone mortar..." Roy blurted out, and the whole recipe seemed to be engraved in his soul, and he would never forget it.

"Not bad, nearly a month has passed, and I still remember it so clearly." The demon hunter showed approval, "Now let's start practicing and see how much your skills have deteriorated..."

Roy's body moved uncontrollably - looking from behind, he looked like a senior chef.

Put a bag of marigolds and nettles on the platform on the right, weigh out a certain amount with a scale, put them into a stone mortar one by one, mash and grind them with a pestle...

When the clock finished a quarter of an hour, the liquid in the pot had not yet boiled, and a faint fragrance was faintly exuding.

Roy immediately turned off the heat, held the handle of the iron pot and poured the liquid into the oval earthen pot. His arms were surprisingly steady, not a drop of liquid spilled out, and finally he plugged the cork cleanly.

The demon hunter took the potion, shook it, and said in surprise, "Kid, have you ever made gold in a dream? If you don't do it for a month, your skills will not deteriorate, but will improve."

"It should be the effect of the blood of the sun," the young man thought, "it enhances my control over my body."

The 1 point of agility in the elf talent is not for nothing.

"This is an unexpected surprise! You barely made it with the Marigold potion. Next, practice making the second potion," the demon hunter paused, "To be precise, it is a poison, Smirk Mine. Daoli has used it."

"Paralyzing poison?"

"You are right, but it is not the simplified version at that time, but the complete version with more complicated and precise steps, which can paralyze the whole body... life is worse than death."

The boy's eyes immediately lit up. After witnessing the power of this poison in the mine tunnel, he has never forgotten it.

In some specific situations, poison is more practical than sword oil and bombs.

The demon hunter immediately poured a bucket of cold water on him, "Before that, I need you to make a promise. You are not allowed to abuse poison unless it is a last resort. No matter how it is done, now and in the future, you can promise ?"

"What does abuse mean?"

"Use poison to hurt all irrelevant people." Leisuo recalled those unbearable years with sad eyes, "For a long time in the past, the Snake Sect went astray, paying more attention to poison than potions, and worked with The Cat School also accepted assassination commissions, but the methods were even more despicable and vicious, causing the school to become notorious..."

"Each new apprentice will be required to keep a pet, such as a cat or a dog. Before the end of the training, the instructor will ask them to personally kill the animal companions they have cultivated for several years to practice their cruelty and coldness. character."

A trace of surprise flashed across Roy's face. He had never received any training in this area since he followed the demon hunters, and he had no idea that the Snake Sect had such a past.

At the same time, he was glad that he did not join the Viper School of the past. He did not want to be a virgin, and he hated the inhumane murderer.

"You too..."

"That's right... Facts have proved that the school's past strategies were wrong, and to some extent accelerated the decline of the school." The demon hunter suddenly became shocked and emphasized, "Once the power is abused, it is like 'overwhelming water cannot be recovered.' Avoiding will go to an extreme... If you make a mistake by using poison, as a guide, I will take you back to Visgerd to correct it. ~IndoMTL.com~ He emphasized the word correction.

Roy's heart skipped a beat and he said in a deep voice, "Then I swear, with the reputation of the snake sect demon hunters, I will never use poison to kill innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise..."

"But Leisuo..." Roy thought about what this guy would do in the future and stared at the demon hunter's face before changing his words, "If, suppose that one day, poison assassination is necessary to revive the Viper School. , will you compromise?"

"It depends on who is being assassinated." Lei Suo was silent for a moment and said seriously,

"What about the emperor?"

"What are you thinking about?" The demon hunter had a stern look on his face and refused to answer, "That's the end of the topic of assassination. Since you have given your guarantee, let's continue learning... Do you still remember the simplified version of the recipe? ?"

"Crush the polymer grass, squeeze out the juice from the long grass, and chop the aconite..."

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In addition to eating and taking necessary meditation breaks in the next few days, Roy went crazy and kept refining paralysis poison under the supervision of the demon hunter. Because of his experience with marigold potions, he failed dozens of times. After several times, the first dose was finally successfully refined on the third day...

At that moment, the template shook and a brand new skill was born——

Alchemy lv1: A manufacturing technology covering sword oil, magic potions, decoctions, special poisons, magic bombs and other fields. You are still a beginner, currently mastering: Calendula Potion, Paralysis Poison.

Roy's face was full of excitement, this torturous time of alchemy finally had some concrete results.

"Leso, does the Snake Faction have any other poisons?"

"I will teach you slowly in the future... Now refine five paralysis poisons and five calendula potions, put them into the space bag for later use, and then help me refine magic potions and bombs..."