Soon after Icicle left, Adian was walking in circles in his tent. Disregarding his injuries he mumbled "This kid is a walking money bag! If only I can make him concoct more potions, I'll earn a fortune!" wry smile plastered itself on his lips. "Guard promotion, haha! Who cares about that! It would earn me a little prestige and a pretty decent salary. On the other hand, if I become an esteemed Alchemist..." as he thought of the never-ending stream of money Adian's wild laughter echoed through the clearing and the surrounding forest.
Adian was right in his assumptions. Guards earned only a miniscule portion of what Alchemists did. They were vulnerable to external danger too. Not only that, if Alchemist's skills were sufficient, he could aid the lord of the area with various tasks. There were precedents where some lucky Alchemists managed to get a title of a noble. As for the powerful, experienced Alchemists, those didn't need to advertise themselves. Various powerhouses were seeking their services on their own.
Although Adian didn't have such lofty aspirations, becoming a full-fledged first grade Alchemist in Vilen Town sounded tempting to him.
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Icicle moved into the forest. Amidst the high pines and sturdy oaks, he moved through the shrubbery, vigilantly scanning the area. Last time with the wolves taught him to be cautious.
Trying to move as stealthily as he could, Icicle made his way to one of the [Green Stout Stalks] under a willow. Under the drooping leaves of a willow, the herb looked as if it blended with the tree. If not for its name appearing above it in a box when Icicle neared it, he most likely wouldn't distinguish it at all.
"Okay what do I do now?" Icicle looked at his subclass's information and found the [Green Stout Stalk] page. "Dig a 30cm deep into the ground. To be sure make it half a meter. Take extra caution not to damage the roots, otherwise the liquid will flow out, damaging the herb. When you're done digging the herb up, cut the roots and let the liquid flow into the mortar. Place the remaining green stalk into the mortar and ground it, extracting its essence. Seep all of the liquid through a strainer into the vial. Follow with another 2 stalks to reach the optimal value."
"So it's like that, huh?" thought Icicle, somewhat amused. It wasn't as hard as he originally thought it would be. He started cautiously digging around the herb.
[Damaged Green Stout Stalk] [Common] [Herb]
Slightly damaged common herb used to alleviate pain and recover minor injuries.
Chapter end
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