Chapter 187 Alchemical Speculations

This chapter is dedicated to "Snow Breaks a Thousand Blades."

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"Sir, Hiddleston's adaptability is remarkable. It no longer fears the rocking of the ship and can move freely on the deck." At the bow of the ship, Marcus looked at Hiddleston with shining eyes.

It was a look of longing.

A mid-level magical beast, paired with the thorn sprite, would undoubtedly propel Liszt to the rank of Viscount. And he, following by Liszt's side, charging into battle, could also easily attain the title of Knight Baronet.

The noble aspirations of several generations in his family rested on Marcus, who in turn relied on Liszt.

Liszt's reliance was on Hiddleston and Jie La.

Liszt did not respond but instead pointed at the sea tentatively and gave an order: "Hiddleston, Rock Spike!"

Hiddleston opened its mouth and spat out.

A rock pillar, not very thick, emerged from the sea only to sink back down and disappear.

"Woof woof!"

Hiddleston seemed puzzled that its rock spike had vanished instantly.

Liszt patted its head and then turned to Marcus, saying, "Creating something out of nothing—although constrained by the environment, the rock spike is much smaller than it would be on land. Still, the nature of the magic involved is awe-inspiring. I'm starting to believe in Glanny's triangular theory."

Spirit, magic, and matter can be converted among each other.

He wasn't particularly fond of this theory deep down, but there was no better explanation.

However, Marcus clearly lacked the spirit of inquiry: "Dragons produce metal and gems, elves increase plant growth; these are natural laws. Hiddleston can create rocks, just as mages can conjure fireballs. I think they're all self-evident."

"Do you believe alchemists exist?"

"Alchemists?" Marcus thought for a moment and said seriously, "I don't know, but I hope they don't. A knight's glory comes from charging into battle. Relying on alchemical means to gain without effort will only lead us to corruption."

Liszt sighed.

Marcus was clearly not the right person to discuss such matters with. His mind was filled with the glory of knighthood and nobility.

"I believe alchemy exists. The method of turning stones into gold sounds simpler than creating something out of nothing…" He spoke briefly, losing interest in the conversation.

Instead, he gazed at the blue waves, lost in thought.

"All the materials for gold coins come from gold dragons that produce gold. If someone discovers the secret of how gold dragons infect gold, they might master alchemy."

Thinking about this, he remembered the two chests of books salvaged from the sunken treasure.

One of them was about alchemy.

Unfortunately, after touching it, the book turned to ashes, which was a great regret. Occasionally, he would feel heartache and wonder if putting the book into the gem space before reading it might have preserved it—the gem space could freeze matter, perhaps allowing him to turn the pages.

On second thought, it seemed unlikely.

If a candle were placed inside, the flame would still topple it over upon touch. Similarly, a book would still crumble upon touch—perhaps he could scrape away the decayed pages layer by layer to retrieve some content.

Unfortunately, he hadn't thought of that at the time.

Putting aside his regret about alchemy, his thoughts turned to the dragon bone stored in the gem space.

This bone, originating from a sunken ship, belonged to a dragon-type magical beast. Without a shipwright, it couldn't be embedded into the Flowership, thus unable to repel sea monsters.

"When I have enough money, I'll build a new, revolutionary schooner. Then I'll embed this dragon bone into it."

...

The sun had risen high.

The sea breeze blew, reaching a force of three or four.

It was a northwest wind, allowing the Flowership to sail smoothly, with a speed exceeding five knots.

Once everything was stable, Kosto came out of the captain's cabin and reported to Liszt: "The current speed is five and a half knots. Maintaining this, the Flowership will reach Black Horse Island in thirteen hours."

"You're the expert in this area. Take charge of everything and ensure safe navigation. If we encounter a storm, remember to use the Sea Calming Pearl. I'm going to rest now. Report any issues to me immediately."

The Flowership was only a medium-sized merchant vessel.

Thus, the guest rooms were not spacious. Thomas arranged the fruits on the table, excused himself, and went to take care of Hiddleston.

Left alone in the room, Liszt took out the Flame Mushroom Magic Potion from the gem space and began his daily potion consumption task.

As the potion entered his stomach, the scorching magic spread throughout his body.

Silently, he circulated his inner strength, guiding the magic to evenly impact every part of his body. Compared to people in this world, he had a clearer understanding of his body's structure, including the meridians that could accommodate the flow of inner strength—a concept deeply rooted in ancient Chinese culture, which he had studied extensively.

Although meridians were unproven entities on Earth, here, they were real, serving as pathways for inner strength.

With the magic activated and inner strength generated, the total amount of inner strength in his body gradually increased, making everything go smoothly and immersing him deeply.

He couldn't help but marvel, "I truly am a genius."

"Based on the Earl's experience and Levis's verification, elite earth knights often experience various bodily discomforts during the early stages of potion consumption. This is a side effect of the magic potion's impact on the body, requiring a long period of adjustment to find balance."

Suddenly opening his eyes, he muttered to himself, "Why don't I feel this way? Consuming the Flame Mushroom Magic Potion has immediate effects, yet I don't experience any bodily discomfort at all."

Soon, he deduced why his cultivation was so smooth.

"I am well-versed in the meridian theory of traditional Chinese medicine, and by drawing on it, I find it easier to grasp the details of the operation of the combat qi meridians and to find the balance point... Indeed, there are many similarities between these two meridian theories."

"I have a thorough understanding of the body's structure, and the way the combat energy flows, adjusting it at any time according to the body's framework."

"Furthermore, I fear that my mental power will also be stronger than that of an ordinary knight, for I am a transmigrator. My soul has absorbed the soul of my predecessor, and I even have an ambiguous relationship with the Smoke Dragon. Thus, my control over combat energy is as effortless as moving my own arm, without the slightest obstruction or stagnation."

Knowledge is power.

Count, Leavis, and others may only be aware of the structure of their bodies in terms of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, bones, muscles, and fat. Research into the microscopic level in this world does not exist; they are even unaware of what bacteria and cells are, let alone atoms and electrons.

No one cares about medicine or physics; all attention is focused on combat energy and magic.

"It's not that there aren't any; a mage could be considered a variant of a scientist, only focusing their research on magical power," Liszt said with a faint smile. "As for me, with the combined knowledge of two worlds and a decent bloodline talent, it's not an exaggeration to call myself a genius."

It was as if the Sky Knight was beckoning to oneself.

After basking in triumph.

With the rationality of an adult, he quickly composed himself and continued to cultivate his combat energy.

Not until the door was knocked did Thomas inquire from outside, "My lord, it is time for lunch. Would you like to dine now?" For the fastest updates and an ad-free reading experience, please bookmark this page.