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" Lady Elizabeth, please remain calm no matter what I say next. I have already thought of a way to solve the problem." I was growing curious. What was the big deal that he had to come to me behind Dylan's back? "Okay. Tell me." "Alpha got a new spell book. Its name is Soul Gathering Spell. It requires a ritual to activate the spell. The Alpha wants to use your child's life as a sacrifice in exchange for gathering his lover's soul after three days."

I know she will. An hour later, I find myself standing in the entrance of the sorceress's house. "What's your name?" she asks me, not looking up from the book she's reading. "Rachel," I answer her. "You're here for my help?" she asks, still not looking at me. I nod and give her what she wants. I give her the items she asks for-- using them as my payment for her help. I give her my hair and my skin. I give her my blood, my thoughts, and my soul.

Row after row of ledgers detailing the construction of the palace, the armory, and the "Alchemical Enhancements." I pulled a black ledger from the shelf. Project: Aethelred’s Bind. My breath hitched. I flipped the pages. Diagrams of the throat. Sketches of the sapphire. Calculations of pulse rates and blood pressure. "The Loyalty Pearl," I whispered. The ink was faded, but the name at the bottom of the page was clear. Matthew Collins. Master Alchemist. Prisoner 902. "You won't find him in the books." I turned. Elara stood at the end of the aisle. She wasn't carrying a tray. She was carrying a heavy iron key. Her face was smudged with soot from the fire in the Gallery.

He was probably trying to remember the continuation of the story. "Good. When the Alchemist saw the fifteenth winter, becoming an adult, the preceptors of the Zolhay Order authorized him to access the Forbidden Archive, reserved exclusively for adult men, in the process of becoming Researcher. Here, the Alchemist found a book. It was ruined and the flames had devoured most of the pages. There were few understandable words, but they were enough." "Enough for what?" the child asked, leaning a little towards the minstrel.

he asked, his voice already laced with suspicion. I exhaled, slow. My tongue felt too large in my mouth. “Page 117,” I said. He stilled. I didn’t need to explain further. He knew what I meant. Callum Thorne had a quiet obsession with the advanced alchemical theory texts Professor Zelda kept locked behind his desk cabinet—specifically, the first edition copy of Astrum’s Theory of Etheric Bloom Convergence, a book so dense it made most of the upperclassmen groan, and so rare that even the library kept only a facsimile. He’d spent months trying to get a full look at the annotations in the original margin notes—especially the ones on page 117, which were rumored to contradict modern interpretati

“Do it Abigial, let out all of your power. No one will be scared of your power anymore...” “Just focus, Abby.” My brother smiled and he gripped my shoulder. “And let it out.” Slowly I opened the pack link again and everyone went quiet. I could feel a thousand eyes on me again as they waited for me to speak. My power exploded again, even stronger than I knew was possible and my parents beamed at me.

Though some books claimed that it was a level 4, the alchemist tower placed it as a level 3 because he wasn't sure what was in the books. “Elder Li, I'll get right to it. I came here to ask you to be my personal alchemist for a year. Of course, it's not a free wish, if you're willing I promise I'll make you a real level 5 alchemist, how about that?" Xiao Long said. He said the alchemist level 5 was, in fact, because Elder Li's unstable at this level. The reason there's a burning smell in the room is also because of the failure he experienced in refining pills.

“Fantastic. Continue ruining my day.” She moved closer, lowering her voice, not because anyone might hear, but because some truths demanded it. “A wolf born under a twin moon. Marked by silver fire. Bound to an Alpha through fate, not choice. The Lunawalker is destined to either amplify her Alpha’s power… or burn him to ruin.” The room felt smaller. My blood went cold. “You’re saying Enid—” “Is exactly what the prophecy described,” Elda finished. “Down to the timing. Down to the bond.”

All we can do is wait for my grandfather to remember his spell. "Is there a way we can help you remember the spell grandfather" I offer politely. I am desperate to get rid of the Ornan ghost from our life. The bits and pieces I saw in his interaction with Althea, my past self is frightening. I was scared for Althea before I found out that she is me in the past. After I found out that we are the same and his obsessive behavior when he possessed Amber is outright frightening. "I have books back in my house. They have all the ancient spells. If we start our search from there, we might find something useful" lord Agamanan suggested.

Although his goal was to become a battlefield divine smith, I had no interest in the military-related books he liked. The only thing that caught my attention was a very thick volume titled Contemporary Ultimate Alchemy. Unfortunately, it was placed on the far upper-right corner of the shelf. I dragged over a stool to reach it, but the book was so heavy that it slipped from my hands and nearly smashed my head when it fell. A pile of papers scattered all over the floor. I never expected Loki to read things related to alchemy.