Chapter 418

Chapter 418

For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Episode 418: My Alchemical Romance (2)

Yandel was momentarily spellbound by Faye’s dazzling growth, but soon, sensing something unusual, he tilted his head.

“…By the way, aren’t alchemy pots originally used after filling them with various solutions? Did you prepare those too?”

“No? But I’m about to fill it now.”

Saying that, Faye pointed at the twin-headed giant’s corpse that Yandel was floating and continued calmly.

“Twist it tightly like wringing out a rag and pour out all the remaining blood.”

Yandel flinched at the unexpected, gruesome idea. Although he prayed every morning, ‘I wish all Evil Gods were dead!’ (which Solari had made him do by giving him a tail job), this felt a bit too much.

It wasn’t an apology to the Tainted Unity and the Reckless Roar, but rather a feeling of repulsion arising from excessive grotesqueness.

However, Faye had no time to notice Yandel’s reaction. She was anxious to explain the perfect process she had envisioned in her head to anyone who would ask. It was an instinct for an alchemist.

“It’s possible with fluid manipulation, but that can’t move a large amount at once, can it? So, it should only be used to drain some and then clean up the leftovers.”

“No…”

“You boil the squeezed blood until it thickens. It’s the blood that sustained that strong body and circulated immense power, right? There’s no better catalyst.”

“Um… Senior Faye?”

“When the red blood turns dark red and gets a consistency like thick stew, then I’ll add the remaining corpse. There’s no need to separate bones from flesh, or take out organs separately. You can put it all in at once.”

“You don’t need to explain in such detail…”

“Instead, you have to smash it immediately after putting it in. Chop it so finely that you can’t tell what was what, but it’s important to keep it clumped together so it doesn’t scatter.”

“It’s not dough, what kind of…”

“Huh? It is dough? Just like you pour water into flour to make dough, you mix the avatar powder with blood to make dough!”

“…”

Yandel was aghast, perhaps not realizing it was actually true. Did Faye take this as admiration? She continued, even more excited.

“If you keep heating the clumped dough, it’ll absorb the surrounding blood and harden, right? Then you dry it, smash it again, and put it back in! Of course, you repeat this until all the blood is absorbed and gone!”

“You can stop explaining now…”

“Originally, it’s a meaningless act that requires several catalysts, but this is the Unyielding Steel’s forge, isn’t it? During this entire process, I’ll burn away all the Evil God’s divine power and unnecessary parts, and melt down and condense only the necessary elements.”

“…”

“Ultimately, an ingot the size to make a single dagger will be created! At least, that’s what my calculations say! From here on, I’ll need some help from the assistant uncles.”

What kind of handle would be most comfortable for Yandel to use, and how should the blade be sharpened to inflict critical wounds on oddly shaped Evil Gods?

This was natural, as Faye, no matter how skilled, couldn’t match the blacksmiths in terms of pure design aspects, rather than the abilities contained within.

In fact, the existing Shining Lion Dagger wasn’t lacking, but it was basically a mass-produced item not designed for a specific user, so it had a somewhat generic shape.

Faye intended to use this opportunity to transform it into a form solely for Yandel.

Once all the design work was complete, if the ingot, a part of Yandel’s body, the Shining Lion Dagger, and Solari’s divine power were all put together and synthesized as planned…

“That’s when it’s truly complete!”

“Alright, let’s start quickly now!”

Yandel screamed, muttering to himself, “Alchemy is scary,” and “So not anyone can make the Philosopher’s Stone,” trembling. However, to Faye, it only sounded like a complaint from someone who wanted to receive his strengthened weapon as soon as possible.

…To defend Faye a little, this was due to Paracelsus’s secret techniques that Faye had recently learned.

As a great alchemist, it contained useful knowledge that couldn’t be found elsewhere, a different dimension of efficiency even for things already known, and deep wisdom that focused on more fundamental aspects.

However, because he was basically a figure from the distant past, his experiments were somewhat barbaric, and in his later years, he went half-mad, making the process even more bizarre.

Of course, Faye thinks that even if it’s a bit strange, it’s not like she’s grinding people up, so she considers herself to be faithfully adhering to research ethics.

By the way, the dwarves who had already prepared themselves and let go of their sanity were surprisingly not shocked.

Anyway, the process began with Yandel’s trembling voice.

Since it was something that had been thought through in her mind countless times, the alchemy itself proceeded without hesitation.

The corpse was successfully purified, and the Evil God’s divine power deeply permeated the bone marrow. However, the Evil God’s divine power was not simply erased unconditionally.

The wrath of the Reckless Roar was erased, but its physical enhancement was maintained and condensed. The indiscernible nature of the Tainted Unity was melted away, but its fusion remained intact, increasing its completeness.

Amplify necessary properties and erase unnecessary ones. Isn’t that just adhering to the basics of alchemy?

However, since the giant’s corpse was so enormous and tough, Yandel’s help was essential.

With the help of Helena and Solari, the corpse could be softened… but that would be putting the cart before the horse.

Though somewhat troublesome and time-consuming, the ingot was successfully completed.

The dough, which was already reddish from absorbing the blood, had condensed so much that it had turned a blinding crimson.

Perhaps the quality was slightly enhanced by the blessing of the Golden Hand. Anyway, the main ingredient was complete, so next was the discussion about what kind of dagger to make.

Faye and the artisans examined Yandel’s body, recalled Yandel’s combat style, and formed the shape by assuming the characteristics of the remaining Evil Gods that Yandel told them about.

Initially, everyone struggled with the extremely difficult conditions, but the dilemma ended when Rohan, who heard the news, joined them.

Although he could no longer create anything himself, Rohan’s knowledge was still that of a Master.

Now, all that remained was to fuse the ingot with the Lion Dagger and engrave it with Yandel’s horns and scales.

The ingot was harder than the famous Mithril, but it boasted immense weight and was essentially an organic compound made of the creature’s bones and flesh.

Just as living organisms dislike foreign matter, materials made from living organisms also tend to reject anything other than themselves. Even more so if it’s metal.

However, the Shining Lion Dagger was not made of metal, but of Solari’s fangs.

The amalgamation of the Tainted Unity remaining in the ingot, combined with Solari’s direct assistance, allowed it to blend without difficulty.

The truly important part, however, was what came next.

After enduring countless processes, a massive lump of power was refined and condensed. But as it was, it held no meaning.

‘I need to give it direction.’

Faye had already decided what she would infuse into it.

To defeat all the Evil Gods.

The Shining Lion Dagger was also forged with a similar will. However, it lacked sufficient power, becoming a weapon solely for killing cultists.

‘This time is different. There’s enough power, I just need to temper it well.’

It’s not as easy as it sounds. No matter how great an alchemist Faye was, she hadn’t yet reached transcendence.

Even with the Unyielding Steel’s forge, which could perfectly transmit her will, the impossible remains impossible.

‘So, I’ll borrow what I lack.’

Fortunately, there were those here who hated Evil Gods more purely than anyone else.

The Righteous Radiance and Yandel. Their desire to kill Evil Gods was genuine.

However, unlike Faye, who could directly infuse her will through the forge, an additional process was needed to melt down their wills.

Faye, with eyes hollow from over a week of sleeplessness, spoke.

“Lord Righteous Radiance. Please radiate as much divine power as possible, intending to surely kill the Evil Gods. The same goes for you, Junior. Release your magic with strong intent.”

Solari, borrowing Helena’s body, nodded and unleashed immense divine power. The large alchemy pot was dyed white, obscuring everything from view.

Between the sacred fire burning below and the sacred light raging above, black magical power subtly began to take root, squeezing into the gaps.

A powder made from grinding a few scales and horn tips extracted from Yandel in his dragon transformation state. Using this as a catalyst, Yandel’s magic was rapidly taking root.

The will of Godslaying quickly filled the alchemy pot.

Drawn by the wills of different individuals, all converging on the same goal, the energy inside the alchemy pot began to converge in one direction.

Faye, watching the scene, secretly clenched her fist.

‘Success…!’

Now, all that remained was to wait for its complete form and the final stabilization process.

‘But is it truly okay like this?’

The weapon Faye intended to create was one that would always protect its owner and draw out its owner’s power beyond their actual skill.

However, the will contained within it was too murderous. A sword existing solely to kill Evil Gods.

Such weapons, though powerful in effect, often demand corresponding side effects from their user.

After a moment of thought, Faye pulled out a broken sword fragment from her pocket.

In the past, it was the sword her mother, Laura, had drawn to protect Faye. Yet, it was the remnant of a naive artifact that failed to protect its user.

Faye clenched her fist tightly, ignoring the blood flowing from the sword fragment piercing her skin.

‘If the Unyielding Steel’s forge is a fire that can melt only what it desires, then…’

Faye’s eyes snapped open, and she threw the blood-stained sword fragment into the alchemy pot.

Plop.

With a small splash, the tiny fragment instantly melted away.

The feelings passed from Laura to Faye now extended from Faye to Yandel.

An alchemist has her own way.

To transmute even her own heart into an artifact.

This was Faye’s way of loving.