They all call me Great Master

Arthur, struck by a thought, rose and pulled a book titled "The Basics of Potion-making: How It's Done" from a nearby shelf—this was an introductory text from 'Hilt Tower', compiled specifically for novices in potion-making, with the chief compiler being the master of the tower, Hilt.

This book wasn't thick, containing only about thirty pages.

The potions recorded in it were only the most basic: the 'Mint Elixir', 'Digestive Pills', and 'Wild Horse Yulan Oil'.

Although these were just the basic potions, they covered the three main types of potions: liquid, pills, and oils.

Arthur opened the book and looked at the most classic and easiest introductory potion, the 'Mint Elixir'—

'Choose fresh mint leaves, licorice, and honey as the main ingredients. Chop the mint leaves and licorice and fully integrate them with the honey. Then, under the moonlight, maintain the activity fully, start stirring at a low temperature, until it reaches a full boil to complete the concoction. It can effectively treat headaches, colds, and if the licorice is replaced with dried tangerine peel or peach leaf, it can also treat indigestion.

Fully maintaining the activity?

Activity?

If potions also have activity...

Arthur muttered this term and subconsciously glanced at his "Breath of Death".

No wonder he had felt that the 'death qi' had been increasing slightly faster these past few days. He had originally thought that 'Yumir Manor' was a geomantic treasure spot.

He had not expected that concocting 'magic potions' had also played a role.

Then, he tightened his grip on "Zuo Danlun's Defense" and took out "Hunter's Sword" from "Atos's Box" and hung it on his belt.

Following that, the young 'Spirit Medium' began another session of potion concoction.

With twenty-seven previous failures as his foundation, Arthur was almost adept at the initial chopping and integrating process.

When it came to stirring at a low temperature under the moonlight, Arthur's gaze carried a trace of nervousness.

The previous twenty-seven attempts had all failed at this stage.

The 'Mint Elixir' had turned directly into spoiled wastewater.

But this time was different—

Under the moonlight, the slightly golden color of the Mint Elixir gradually deepened; Arthur could distinctly feel the potion absorbing the essence of the moonlight.

Moreover, his "Spirituality" also became unusually active at this moment.

When the potion boiled, a bright flash passed over it.

[Successfully concocted Mint Elixir!]

[Mint Elixir: One of the entry-level magic potions, effective at treating headaches and colds and fevers. It is the most chosen entry-level magic potion by the 'Gifted Ones'. It allows the concocter's 'Spirituality' to coordinate more fully with the moonlight and the base materials of the potion.]

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[Acquired auxiliary skill: Potion-making Basics Lv0: Lv0 (0/40)]

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Looking at the successfully concocted [Mint Elixir], Arthur's lips curled into a smile.

He knew there must have been a problem somewhere.

His talent?

The 'Kledos' surname had already explained it all.

After all, the 'Kledos Family' didn't have a single non-magic person.

Glancing at the XP points needed for [Potion-making Basics], Arthur hesitated no longer and chose to allocate points—not that practice couldn't achieve the same effect, but allocating points was more cost-effective.

[Potion-making Basics Lv1: You have grasped the basics of potion-making, but it's still just the basics. You know how to use flasks, alcohol lamps, test tubes, and pill grinders, etc. You also have a bit of understanding about 'Spirituality', moonlight, and the resonance with potion base materials, but that's your current limit. You have no more experience or recipes.]

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[Spirituality +0.1]

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As the points were added, the synchronization of knowledge and body began.

Arthur's mind was filled with more experiences of concocting [Mint Elixir], as if he had been practicing a particular magic potion all year long.

So much so that his muscles had formed a memory of it.

When Arthur opened his eyes again, it was not an exaggeration to say that he could prepare [Mint Elixir] even with his eyes closed.

Of course, the potion Arthur wanted to concoct was not the [Mint Elixir], but the [Griffin Physique Potion].

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Looking at the skyrocketing [Potion-making Basics] XP value, Arthur was not surprised.@@novelbin@@

It is well known, in the 'Mystic Side', that the most money-consuming are [Potion-making] and [Alchemy], especially [Potion-making]. The corresponding potion recipes have long been the closely guarded secrets of various nobles.

Those are the kinds that, if an outsider sees them, it's to the death with no exceptions.

The simplest example is the [Golden Lion Potion] from the Old Lion of Inner Bay's family, a potion that can significantly enhance one's physique and safely increase spirituality.

It is also the core of what made the Old Lion's family thrive.

Any person daring to pry into such magic potions would be brutally killed by the Old Lion, with no second possibility.

What about the [Glory Potion] that can supplement bloodlines?

Because it is circulated among nobles on a small scale, rules are somewhat relaxed.

But that's still only among nobles.

Commoners aspiring for it still face sure death.

Arthur glanced at the recent XP gains—

[The hidden nature of 'Yumir Manor' astonishes Mystic Side Person; XP+50]

[The appearance of 'Hilt Tower' has attracted more attention from Mystic Side Person: XP+50]

[More people have heard of your name; XP+10]

[More people have heard of your name; XP+10]

...

The information was still fermenting, the XP steadily accruing, just enough for "Potion-making. Basic," Arthur did not hesitate to choose to improve it.

XP was gone, but he could always accumulate more.

But if that Sunflower were gone, Arthur really wouldn't know where else to try his luck.

[Consume XP100!]

[Potion-making. Basic Lv2: You have advanced further in the basics of potion-making. Although still basic, you now surpass most 'Potion Practitioners.' Not only do you know how to use flasks, alcohol lamps, test tubes, pill mills, etc., but your understanding of 'Spirituality,' Moonlight, and the resonance with magic potion base materials has deepened. You seem to have discovered the joy of crafting magic potions, yet you still have no more recipes.]

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[Spirituality +0.1]

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Once again a synchronization of knowledge and body.

This time, the crafting experience for [Digestive Pills], [Wild Horse Yulan Oil], and [Griffin Physique Potion] also emerged.

Like the [Mint Elixir], it was as if he had experienced years of study.

Feeling that he could easily concoct the [Griffin Physique Potion], Arthur felt the 100 XP was well spent.

As for the accumulated increase of 0.2 in spirituality?

After the [Orange Cat] ritual, the safe range for [Spirituality] is 3; currently, he was at 1.2, still plenty of room to maneuver.

There was no need to rush.

Right now, what mattered most was concocting the [Griffin Physique Potion]!

He needed to make Pendragon a bit safer.

That was his promise to Pan.

Watching the flames burning in the pistil of the 'Sunflower,' Arthur picked up the mortar and began forcefully grinding it, he had all the remaining auxiliary materials including the Golden Acorn.

And the resonance with [Spirituality] was 'a well-trodden path.'

Therefore, the [Griffin Physique Potion] was made without any accidents.

[Griffin Physique Potion: The Griffin Knight Order once was the most elite force of the Empire, fearless against any enemy. But the growth of griffins required a long time. To address this problem, 'Court Wizard' Xarlico, with the help of his old friend 'court jester' Harrington and 'White Robed Wizard' Georgiord, completed this potion. However, it was this very potion that led to the complete extinction of the griffins—as even the fastest-growing griffins could not withstand the constant wear of war, leaving 'White Robed Wizard' Georgiord guilt-ridden; he left the center of the Empire to search for the Druid Master in 'Forest Sea' to help the griffins recover, but to no avail. Meanwhile, watching this potion that matched the griffins well, the 'Court Wizard' began adjustments to make its use more widespread; the potion you now hold is such a modified version]

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Holding a 10 ml test tube, looking at the potion inside that seemed like flames, Arthur waved to Pendragon—

"For a horse, it's 1:10, for a cat, let's start from a safety dose of 1:300."

Arthur said, using a rubber bulb pipette to draw out 1 milliliter of [Griffin Physique Potion] and inject it into a 300 milliliter large syringe.

Then, he filled a syringe full of water.

Originally Pendragon was lazily walking over, but seeing the syringe thicker than a child's arm, he froze in place, even his forelegs did not touch down, just stayed motionless.

Almost instinctively, Pendragon turned to run.

But in the next moment, he was embraced by Arthur, and placed in his arms.

The young 'Spirit Medium' inserted the needleless syringe into the Orange Cat's mouth, pushing and laughing as he did—

"Hehehe, little kitty, come on, daddy's going to feed you something good!"

Pendragon initially struggled.

But amid the struggle, the taste in his mouth made him start to suckle.

Biological instinct told him, this was good stuff.

300 milliliters of [Griffin Physique Potion] mixture was thus consumed by Pendragon.

Then, the little kitty, as if drunk, staggered towards the Cat's Nest, and the moment he entered, he flopped down and began to snore loudly.

Meanwhile, Fujin, who had been standing as a guard, also transmitted a longing emotion to Arthur.

'Next time, it will definitely be yours.'

Arthur responded while petting Pendragon's head, then stretched lazily, as it was almost dawn and he needed to sleep too.

Six hours of necessary sleep, the young 'Spirit Medium' remembered it well.

The young 'Spirit Medium's' bed was right next to the Cat's Nest.

As for William's bed?

Just the thought of William's six-legged form made Arthur respectfully decline.

Almost the instant he lay in bed, the young 'Spirit Medium' let out a long breath.

This breathing echoed in the sealed room.

But it did not cover up another weaker breathing sound.

One strong and one weak breath seemed to resonate with each other.

In his sleep, Pendragon unconsciously climbed onto Arthur's abdomen, the whole process without even opening his eyes, as if sleepwalking.

And Arthur, as if feeling no weight from Pendragon, continued to sleep soundly.

One cat and one person, closely leaning on each other.

The breathing was not just resonating but gradually getting in sync.

The cat's body emitted an unusual heat, some subtle changes had begun.

And the person?

No changes could yet be seen on the body, but that face—

Had unconsciously become plumper.