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She hadn't seen this kind of flower before, maybe it's a wide one, she thought. " uhm----, she cleared her throat, in every rumor there must be an atom of truth , so now I partially believe you guys" she said and flashed them a toothy smile. " So , who exactly is this sorceress I was prophesied to be her reincarnation" She questioned him , her interest still on the tattoo on her wrist, and as much as wants to believe them there's no such thing as a sorceress or magic, everything seems to her like she's been featured in an epic movie.

While she’s talking with someone, I went to her dispenser to have some hot water and make a coffee. Before I could even rip the packaging of the coffee, Val pulled me aggressively and took with her towards the elevator. She then pressed the highest floor of the building which was the floor of our boss’s office. “What’s happening?” I asked, confused. “There’s a small ceremony for the new agent of our organization.” “Agent?” “Yes. A ceremony to welcome an agent.” “A ceremony to welcome only one agent?!”

The first page read "Magix of Death and Life Coratova 912-920" As Aelfric flipped though the delicate pages he took in a hand written work with detailed drawings and recipes. The spells and writings were messy, with notes added, ingredients scratched out and replaced, and even whole pages torn out. It appeared to be experimental notes, the language was an older dialect, but still understandable. Elric stopped at a page with a brown smudge across the bottom, which held a recipe titled

"The glass didn't take all the oil, Noah. You lied to me about the cipher." "I lied to keep you from throwing the child into the basin," I said, reaching up to catch his jaw with both hands, forcing his face down until his lips were brushing mine. "The Alchemist didn't leave a cure in the capital, Ethan. He didn't leave anything but a book of names and a vault full of liquid phosphorus. We’re the last two people who know what happened under the altar." "I don't care about the altar," he growled, his mouth crashing into mine before I could finish the thought.

"But it's enough to counteract the curse's effects for two hours. Not a permanent solution, but a promising start." Without delay, we stepped out of the room and walked down the corridor toward the alchemist's building. The gray stone building towered at the eastern end of the palace, with tall windows covered in thick glass. Inside, the scent of sulfur and herbs mingled together. We were greeted by two alchemists specializing in antidotes and poisons: Alchemist Quenlin and his assistant, Alchemist Elvar. The brown-haired man in the tattered robe handed a scroll of reports to Alpha Aric.

"Elijah, just translate 20 pages of that book…we don't have time…also as payments, all this book..are free, and also take 3 gold coins from him...." I want to visit an alchemy store after this, that's why I don't really want to spend a lot of time in here. Since he said that he will pay for the translation, why not take advantage of it. Elijah states the conditions which the old man immediately agreed, as for me I just decided to go deep into the storybooks, while every now and then listening to their translations. The old wizard grim was obsessed and fascinated by Elijah's smooth and clear translations while repeating 'Oh God!' and 'Amazing' again and again. Apparently, the book was about F

"Try to find the section with the title 'Amulet'." "Alright." Cassandra flipped through the pages, describing the contents to Vasilisa to check if she had stumbled across the Amulet's recipe yet. "This page has several onion-like plants and nude women," she told the Czarevna. "I think that is the one," Cassandra did as she was told. "But really, why so many nude women in your grimoire?" Cassandra couldn't help asking. But Vasilisa didn't answer her and just went back to pacing back and forth. Ruslan was sitting with Owlyn and the sleeping serpent.

So Krystal made a visit to the pagoda to check on her problem or this wonderful opportunity. After going through a number of books, he was so depressed. She couldn’t find anything at all so she spoke out loud hoping to check if the pagoda can automatically give her an answer. Luckily for her, a book floated right in front of her. She paid a crystal for the book and took it back to her suite where she began to read. According to the book, a person possesses roots or a certain body physique. There were all kinds of roots that a person can possess like fire, water, earth and metal.

, Kolafo debated. The elder elf did not reply back. He was in a hurry to leave. After finish packing, he called the attention of Adolfo. “Adolfo, come here”, the elder elf said. “Yes, Master”, Adolfo immediately replied. The elder elf handed him an old thick book. In front of its cover were precious stones with different colors. “What is this Master?”, asked Adolfo. “That is the book of wisdom”, the elder elf replied. “Everything you need to know is in that book”, he added.

She startled. Siena knew The Alchemist was a fiction story written by Paulo Coelho, one of Adalfo’s and her favorite books. The story was about a boy who went on an adventure to find treasure. In his journey, the boy found many more precious things, including finding his true love. However, at the end, he managed to find his treasure in a place he had never thought of. “What does it mean, Grandpa?” she complained. She broke the code, but why didn’t it tell her anything about the location of the third asset?