Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

Chapter 94 The Amazing Alchemy

In Alphonse's mind, alchemists stayed in laboratories, spending their days with various potions and cauldrons, researching all sorts of strange alchemy techniques. It was quite unexpected that they also knew metal-shaping magic.

It was only by secretly asking Medio that he found out.

In this other world, alchemy is a technique of transformation, creation, and research.

Most of its spells are related to change.

While alchemists may not be as powerful as mages in combat, they are more adept at transformation spells, including metal magic.

Metal magic doesn't sound that impressive, does it?

But if we put it another way, like "transformation of metallic substances," doesn't that sound much more sophisticated?

In other words, turning lead into gold is possible, but alchemists cannot permanently change the properties of these two substances; any gold transformed by magic will eventually revert to its original form.

Furthermore, there is another drawback: the gold converted by magic cannot be smelted.

Those are spells that only high-level alchemists can use.

Temporary transformation spells are a primary combat technique for alchemists, including rusting enemy weapons, turning their armor into heavy lead, and even turning an opponent's weapon into a useless block of iron.

Imagine encountering an alchemist on the battlefield; he points from afar, and the weapon rusts.

Does it instantly cause testicular pain, anal tightness, and a sudden blackout?

However, for the magic to take effect, it needs to break through the aura's envelopment. It is very effective against ordinary soldiers, but much more difficult against warriors with aura.

The blacksmith shop has been renovated and rebuilt, and a blast furnace has been erected there.

The blacksmith who originally only knew how to make farm tools has become an apprentice.

This is a good thing for him, as it is extremely difficult to learn the techniques of forging weapons and armor without connections.

The raw iron ore transported down from the mountains will be smelted into iron blocks in the newly built blacksmith shop, and then further forged.

Alchemists are those who can use magic to deform metals into the shapes they desire.

However, magic cannot be used to forge weapons and armor. Metal shaping magic can only change the shape, and its sturdiness is far inferior to that of equipment that has been forged.

It's enough for making simple tools and can save a lot of time.

The rambling is rather rambling.

But Alphonse also discovered a characteristic of Midio: once he started talking, it was like a torrent of water, or the Yellow River bursting its banks, unstoppable.

This child is pitiful; he's not even old yet, and he's already starting to nag.

Arrived at the blacksmith's shop.

Alphonse then ordered the blacksmiths to send over a batch of iron ingots, which Hilde would then use to cast a spell.

Free labor is free, right?

Everyone likes to get something for free, and Alphonse is no exception.

Before casting her spell, Hilde first asked Alphonse what kind of jug Alphonse needed.

Alphonse, fearing he might not be able to explain it clearly, even drew up a detailed diagram.

The kettle should be large enough, the lid should fit tightly, and the spout should not be too thin but should be long enough to pour into another container.

The coal container should be a modern, ordinary milk powder can, but larger, and detachable, with multiple vents at the bottom.

The lid of the tin can must fit perfectly into the spout, without any gaps, to prevent steam from leaking out.

Finally, a large iron bucket is needed for separating the honey.

It's better to handle this matter with two different people; Hilde can take care of it too.

Otherwise, if the blacksmith were to hammer it out one hammer blow at a time, it would take who knows how long.

Hilde never expected that what started as a kettle would turn into three pieces of tableware, and that Alphonse would request such large quantities.

I thought it would be a simple task that I could easily handle, but it's turned out to be much more troublesome.

The white dough turned green upon hearing this.

Alphonse, to make matters worse, asked, "Hilde, you can manage that, can't you?"

"Okay!" Hilde replied sullenly.

Alphonse could hear a slight, almost imperceptible tremor in his deep voice.

Hilde was truly frustrated, but since she had already agreed to take on such a large responsibility, she had no choice but to comply and do what she was told.

He was also quite curious about what Alphonse could research with these three items.

Facing the pile of iron blocks to the side, Hilde spread her arms, placed them on the blocks, and silently chanted a spell.

Instantly, a bright white light enveloped the iron block.

Before long, a strange sight appeared.

The iron block seemed to melt, turning into a fluid with a metallic sheen.

With a press of Hilde's hand, the molten metal drew a circle in its original position, quickly filling the empty space and instantly creating the bottom of the pot.

Hilde raised her hand again, and the outer wall began to grow, spreading from bottom to top.

It was a little slow.

It seems that casting this spell has taken a lot of effort from Hilde, as beads of sweat have appeared on her forehead.

"Wow!" Midio exclaimed.

The blacksmiths, busy forging iron, all looked over. To see a venerable mage casting a spell was a rare occurrence, and they were all extremely shocked, stopping their work in their tracks.

After a while, Hilde stopped, panting.

The kettle was only half-formed, resembling an irregularly shaped bucket.

"Let me meditate and recover," Hilde said, panting heavily. She waved her hand and sat down.

He doesn't need to specifically seek out a quiet place; he can meditate anywhere.

The two knights who followed quickly stood guard on both sides, fearing that they would be disturbed.

After several repetitions, performing the spells and resting, Hilde was so exhausted that her face turned pale and she was drenched in sweat before she finally completed the three artifacts.

If Alphonse hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe that alchemists could use such amazing magic.

In the common perception, mages are just throwing fireballs, ice arrows, wind blades, and various large-scale forbidden spells.

It's amazing that it can turn iron into liquid!

Moreover, there was no sign of heating throughout the process, and the three vessels were already completely formed, just as they were supposed to be.

I thought sealing the spout would be a hassle, but now it's been simplified to a single, seamless design.

This is a rare talent!

Alphonse's fondness for Hilde grew even stronger. "Thank you. Please come and rest in my castle."

"There's no rush." ​​Hilde let out a sigh of relief, calming her breathing slightly. "If you don't mind, could you let me see your research? What are you developing?"

Alphonse thought for a moment and realized that there was nothing to hide about activated carbon.

The subsequent sugar-making process will remain a secret, and it's still uncertain whether it will be successful.

It was just a sudden whim; the idea just popped into my head.

"Okay, let's go back to my castle first."

The blacksmith's shop was sweltering, making it quite uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)