Chapter 470 - Alchemy Discussion
Mithra was brewing a potion in front of an alchemy workbench. When the old alchemist saw Angor coming from the corner of his eye, he signaled Angor to be quiet and wait.
Angor politely stood aside. This meant Mithra didn’t mind him watching.
In the field of alchemy, Mithra was one renowned figure who belonged to the “Reformer” school. As the name suggested, they perused new theories while gradually giving up old ones, retaining only the most useful elements in all kinds of alchemy works.
Angor didn’t know much about Apothecary. To him, Mithra’s potion tubes and how different-colored liquids moved through different devices and containers looked exactly like what certain scientists did in some of the Earth movies. However, the flames and other spells wielded by Mithra all told him that this was not Earth.
Time slowly went by. When a hanging clock told Angor that it was noon, Mithra finally halted his task.
He just created a puddle of a pink potion, which showed crimson glitter. Slowly, Mithra stored the liquid inside a silver-gilded vial.
Next, he gave the vial a small shake to hear how the liquid sounded when colliding with its container. Then he wrote something down on a parchment sheet and affixed a label onto the cap of the vial—Improved Peach Potion.
Yeliya thought the boy came here for lessons, but now, she thought differently. There were even times when Angor insisted on his own ideas, which caused Mithra to throw up his arms and protest with red cheeks.
Such a heated discussion was usually seen when Mithra was working with other master alchemists.
Still, Yeliya found the strange sight to be quite harmonious.
She waited for almost an hour until the two academicians were about to enter the next phase of their seminar when she quickly intervened. “Alright alright, go have a bite before continuing. Toya’s little tummy is growling like a beast already. We can’t leave a growing boy to starve.”
Angor thought it best NOT to be freeloading on someone’s family meal and prepared to say goodbye to the couple.
But Mithra quickly stopped him. The old man began to treasure this childish yet creative young man. Many of Angor’s alchemy ideas were wrong due to lack of experience, but he had a really promising field of vision and a broad mind. Mithra believed he could actually learn a lot from the boy, even if Angor was only an apprentice.
“Stay with us!” Mithra wasn’t going to let his new academic partner go so easily. “I still need to convince you on a lot of stuff, especially the material selections. You’re going to listen to me! Whether you like it or not!”
Angor chuckled helplessly. “Mister Mithra, I do want to listen to you, but those are-”
“Stop it!” Yeliya moved between them. “AFTER the meal, if you would. Angor, come with me; otherwise, this old thing will keep you in this place forever.”
Without waiting for an answer, she dragged Angor’s arm and went upstairs.
When back inside the cozy hut, Yeliya asked Angor to take a seat while she went to finish her cooking.
Probably because of the long wait, Toya had fallen asleep on the dining table while drooling. His cheetah cub, Dodo, huddled on the boy’s legs while snoring.
Angor looked out the window. He watched the moon and stars while enjoying the smell of home-made dishes that were ready to be served.
Everything felt quiet.
His mind appreciated the well-needed tranquility.