Chapter 220 An Exchange
A day later, the two dwarves of Golden Flying Ride had taken several turns to rest and drank some rum.
After White Cloud flew through the Earth-Dividing Mountain Range, before entering the Double Moon Forest, several dwarves discussed landing to hunt some prey and rest.
The place for the temporary rest was very beautiful. On one side, the mountain peaks overlapped, covered with a layer of white snow, just like a sea of waves rolled up by the sea. On the other side was an endless forest, lush and dense, next to a stream.
The Burton brothers and Golden Flying Ride took the hunting mission. It was wasted to let commander and Golden Flying Ride hunt. In only a moment, three deers, two sheep, and a bison were hunted.
The dwarves lit the bonfire, and Abel once again provided a bottle of wine for each person, which made several dwarves feel excited to show their skills to roast many types of meat.
Abel still didn’t feel hungry at that time. He didn’t eat the roasted meat. Instead, he gave it to black wind. It seemed that the effect of the “nutrition potion” he drunk was still functioning.
Loraine was sitting next to Abel. She rarely ate meat. Only if it was insipid meat, it was impossible for her to ate barbecue.
“Loraine, drink this!” Abel took out a bottle of “nutrition potion” from his portal bag and handed it to Loraine.
“Brother Abel, is this nutrition potion? the color doesn’t look right.” ‘nutrition potion’ was not a special potion, it was sure that Loraine had seen it before, but she had never seen the one that was milky white.
However, Loraine knew that Abel would never harm her. Although she was in had doubts, she did not wait for Abel to answer and opened the lid to pour the ‘nutrition potion’ into her mouth.
“This is the first work after I learned alchemy from you. I tried it myself, and it succeeded!” Abel said with a smile.
Although Abel used the synthesis function from Horadric Cube, the premise was that he had successfully drawn the basic alchemy recipe in his mind and mastered the alchemist spell.
It seemed that he had a talent for the profession of an alchemist; he easily learned the basic knowledge of alchemist without sudden enlightenment or other special help. Of course, it must be related to the fact that he was a third-level wizard, and had an extremely strong power of the will. Loraine also told him everything about basic alchemist knowledge.
Abel and Loraine didn’t speak loudly, but White Cloud’s back was so small. Indeed other dwarves could hear it. The Burton brothers didn’t know about alchemy, but the wizard Kipling and wizard Aitken, the two dwarven wizards were very clear about what an alchemist was.
“Master Abel, are you a third-level wizard?” Wizard Aitken asked Abel.
“Yes, wizard Aitken,” Abel answered.
“I just heard you said that you have just begun to learn alchemy. You are a third-level wizard, and you are also learning alchemy. It’s admirable that you are willing to take the risk of the success rate of the one-tenth chance that both the wizard recipe and the alchemist recipe coexist.” Wizard Aitken sighed slightly.
“Wizard Aitken, you mean that the wizard recipe and the alchemist recipe have only one-tenth chance to coexist, what would happen if they did not coexist?” Abel asked. Abel and Loraine glanced at each other and found that both of them was the first time hearing this.
“You really don’t know about it? If the wizard recipe and the alchemist recipe cannot coexist, the two recipes will collide with each other. Luckily the wizard recipe will be destroyed, and unluckily the soul will be damaged!” Aitken wizard looked at Abel surprisingly that he was unclear and explained.
When Abel heard this, cold sweat flowed down. Without the right knowledge, he could have died. Wizard Morton did not inherit the alchemy, so he did not talk to him about this.
It seemed that Abel had no difficulty in drawing basic alchemy recipe at that time. He just completed it step by step without any problems, and everything went smoothly. What was the reason?
Abel thought of the “soul enhancing potion,” a potion made from the souls of h.e.l.l creatures and synthesized by Horadric Cube. After drinking it for a while, the main soul seemed to feel nothing, but the weak soul could already had simple thought. It showed that the ‘soul enhancing potion’ was helpful to the soul. Perhaps it was the ‘soul enhancing potion’ that allowed him to go through the most difficult alchemist recipe drawing process.
But that was not right. Abel thought of the wizards who sell potions at the Wizard Market in Caral City. How did they coexist with the two recipes?
“Wizard Aitken, I have seen some wizards who master alchemy. How did they deal with the coexistence of wizard recipes and alchemist recipes?” Abel asked with confusion.
“Human wizards should be treated in the same way as our dwarven wizards. Find an apprentice with wizard talent and start drawing alchemist recipes at the same time. In this way, even if they fail, they would just lose their chances of becoming an alchemist, and as long as he re-trained for a while, he could re-draw the wizard recipe to become a first-level apprentice wizard. “Wizard Aitken explained with a smile.
“Thank you for explaining, Wizard Aitken!” Abel bowed, with thanks.
The dwarves who just got Abel wine were very fond of this famous blacksmith master, and wizard Aitken endlessly carried out all the answers to what Abel had asked.
It was dark already, and Bernie came to Abel’s side, sitting in front of him, holding rum in his hand and saying to Abel, “Master Abel, how can I drink other wine after drinking your rum!”
Abel glanced at Bernie. Bernie was here to extort his rum. Although there was still a lot of rum, those rum were a gift for Master Bentham’s teacher, Master Robin. According to his ideas, the three barrels of rum were just right, and only one-third of the barrels of rum was really left for him to drink with his friends.
Seeing that Abel didn’t reply, Bernie then said, “Master Abel, sell me ten bottles of it. I want to bring it to my father!”
Bernie took a two-fist big black ore from the cup and threw it to Abel, then smiled and said, “I use this as an exchange!”
Abel took the black ore and clenched. This is iron essence! Almost as soon as he got it, he called the name of the ore in his hand. Although he had never seen such an ore before, he had forged the iron ore over and over again and then forged to a hundred and thirty times rough. The forged process was to make it approach iron essence, which was the ultimate existence of iron ore.
This kind of iron essence existed in nature, but most blacksmiths would never see a piece of iron essence in their lives because it was rare. Even a master blacksmith like Abel had merely just heard Master Bentham introduce this kind of iron essence.
“Bernie, if you exchange the iron essence with me, I’m afraid it’s not worth it!” Abel said to Bernie with a smile while playing the iron essence in his hand.
At this time, Abel was able to see that the ident.i.ty of Bernie in the dwarven race was much n.o.bler than his previous thought. Aside from how difficult it would be to get a piece of iron essence, how could he pull out such a large piece of ore from his arms– with some portal equipment!
“Master Abel, you are wrong. You didn’t mention worth it or not when you provided me rum for free!” Bernie said with a laugh when he saw Abel collecting the iron essence.
Abel carefully put the iron essence into the portal bag. This iron essence could fully be built a better weapon when he had the time. According to the size of this iron essence, it was enough to build a big sword.
Taking out ten bottles of rum again from the portal bag, Bernie did not hide anything and put all these wines into the portal equipment in his arms.
“By the way, I remembered what I came for!” Bernie, who had collected the rum, was about to leave, suddenly patted his head.
Abel looked at Bernie, silent. Bernie came to talk to him for a long time and made a deal, which was not the business, and he didn’t remember it until he was about to leave.