"Basics of Alchemy."
The title engraved on the cover drew Aur's attention immediately, prompting him to delve into its contents. This book, acquired from the second elder, seemed to be a resource aimed at encouraging Aur to explore the realm of alchemy, almost as an afterthought.
Becoming an Alchemist was a matter of talent, hard work, and resources, but talent stood above all. One could lack diligence or even materials, but without inherent talent, becoming an alchemist was nearly impossible.
As Aur pored over the pages, a vast sea of information unfolded before him. Though the book wasn't thick, its content was dense, comprising millions of words written in a language that was challenging.
"Hoh," Aur took a deep breath, absorbing the complexity of the text as he closed the book and rubbed his temples. Despite his efforts, he could barely comprehend the basics of it and potion making technique to it.
The thing he could understand was that the process of creating a potion was very similar to the creation of a spell, and in fact, in the end, potions were also spells, to be accurate, consumable spells.
"No wonder you need to have talent to learn alchemy," Aur remarked.
There were various requirements that must be fulfilled to do alchemy.
These consumable spells, made through alchemy, needed to have a very deep understanding of the slightest details of the spell, and comprehension must be high.
For an ordinary person, comprehending a normal spell might take months, and alchemies, which created consumable spells, were at least ten times more complicated than a normal one.
There was also a restriction on the mental space, as well. To be an alchemist, one needed to have at least middle-grade mental space to be able to do alchemy, as they needed to have keen awareness and manipulation of mana. Aur barely met the requirement.
The third requirement was that one must have a fire-attributed spell; Aur's Elemental Mastery spell easily satisfied these requirements.
The air distorted as a fire immediately combusted under the cauldron, and Aur controlled the fire to be at a low heat.
Slowly, Aur started to pour the essence that he had extracted from all the herbs into it.
"Now, the blood of an ogre," Aur muttered while taking out a jar filled with green blood. The ogre was an evolution of the imp and, unlike the imp, it was extraordinarily strong and had robust vitality.
However, unlike imps, ogres weren't very common, and when Aur was a mercenary, he had never seen an ogre before simply because they were hunted down the moment they appeared.
Since ogre blood was a very important material used to create many potions and spells with attributes of strong vitality, and their skin could also be used to make artifacts and various items, even their hearts were valuable.
Wizards would scramble to get the opportunity to hunt ogres the moment they appeared in the vicinity of the village; after all, they were walking treasure troves.
Distracting thoughts flashed in Aur's mind as he directly poured the green blood into the furnace with a somewhat regretful expression on his face.
The ogre blood was actually a key ingredient and one of the last ingredients that he needed to refine his vigour spell; however, now he was wasting it in these potions. However there were several batches of the same ingredients.
Thinking of this, Aur could only console himself in his heart as he used the Calm Mind Incarnation to focus on the task at hand his crimson eyes glowed with a blue light and a stare-like pattern.
The moment the ogre blood and the essence started to mix under Aur's manipulation, he found himself needing to adjust the temperature. Sometimes, Aur had to raise it to prevent coagulation, only to lower it quickly before it could burn. When the temperature fell, he needed to maintain it at a medium heat.
On
Just like this, time flowed in a continuous stream as Aur controlled the flame, ensuring that all the materials remained in check and didn't burn each other in any way possible.