Chapter 195. A New Discovery
When the device was running, it made almost no sound, so Fulan’s actions went unnoticed by the mages who were still in the middle of their discussion.
A minute after it began operating, Fulan detected a faint spirit-form reaction, which confird one of her suspicions.
After it had run for five minutes, Fulan sensed that the material inside had beco extrely scarce.
Only when she could no longer detect any spirit-form reaction did she stop channeling her ntal Power.
But the mont she opened the lid, she was stunned. The result seed to be beyond what she had expected.
She rembered putting in roughly thirty grams of Gray Nether Iron, and what was left now was...
“Probably less than 0.1 grams.” After asuring it with a weighing spell, Fulan frowned. What is going on here?
Just then, a fair white hand ca to rest on the device she had just used. Looking up, Fulan saw that it belonged to one of the mages who had co here to “help.”
She had azure eyes, long blonde hair falling naturally over her shoulders, and a faint smile on her face. She was wearing the robes of the Elental School.
“Perhaps you did not inject enough ntal Power, so the device never reached full speed. That would explain why the yield was so small.”
“Many alchemical creations are, in truth, us ‘snatching’ the crucial parts out of those base materials.”
“If we do not seize them, those things will simply dissipate into the air.”
The woman explained with a smile, but she also noticed the confusion on Fulan’s face and added,
“Just call Nora.”
Nora concealed her surna, and Fulan noticed that as well, but she did not point it out.
Although Nora’s attitude was friendly enough, Fulan fundantally disagreed with what she had said.
To begin with, there was the device itself. Fulan’s own ntal Power far exceeded that of an ordinary First-Tier Mage.
She was confident that the amount she had poured into it had co close to bursting the device apart.
She had also inspected the device. Its output was absolutely still serviceable; it had not deteriorated to the point that it would affect production.
“Did so special reaction happen after I trapped the gas inside?” Fulan guessed.
In truth, this magical device was not strictly sealed at all. She could clearly see that the seams where its parts connected were quite wide.
“If gas will not work, then I will have to try making a barrier with a spirit-like material instead.”
After deciding on her next step, Fulan looked up at Nora.
“Is sothing the matter?” Fulan had noticed that Nora had been looking at her as though she wanted to say sothing, but since Fulan had been thinking just now, the other woman had not interrupted her.
“Are you from the Elental School?” Nora asked.
Ordinarily, that should not have been a question, because almost all mages wore robes representing their own schools to identify themselves.
As for Fulan’s own robe, Connor had stabbed through it several tis at the Northern Pass, leaving it impossible to wear.
After that, she had worn a black robe all the way until she arrived at the Northern Society.
Originally, when she ca to the Northern Society, she had intended to find a proper workshop and make herself a new robe.
Only in a region under the Alliance were there places capable of making robes for all the different schools.
But after her ntor Habos had beco famous, she abandoned that idea. The emblem of the Forge Furnace School was simply far too eye-catching.
If she wore that robe out now, it would be almost the sa as announcing, I am Habos’s disciple.
After all, there were barely any people left in the entire Forge Furnace School. Anyone who knew even a little of the inside story would know that, at present, the only mber of the Forge Furnace School at the Northern Society was Fulan.
That was why Fulan had deliberately put on a robe from the Northern Society to conceal her identity.
“I’m not from the Elental School,” Fulan said calmly.
In truth, Fulan could easily have pretended to be a mber of the Elental School. She had plenty of techniques from the Elental School, and she also possessed Spell Specialization in elental spells, so passing herself off as one would not have been difficult.
But after thinking it over, she felt that pretending would not benefit her in any way. There was no need for her to pose as an Elental School mage at all.
“Is that so? What a pity.” Nora put on an expression of deep regret, as though Fulan’s not joining the Elental School were truly a terrible mistake.
“May I ask where you advanced?”
Fulan found it very strange. Why is she asking where I advanced? What does that have to do with any of this?
“From the Apprentice City Lodris in Graysoil Province.”
Fulan still answered Nora’s question, since it did not seem particularly important.
Nora blinked, then said,
“Then would you be interested in transferring to the Elental School? You have a great deal of talent when it cos to elental spells.”
Fulan also sensed that sothing was off. Why did the other side sound as though she were trying to poach her?
Her gaze swept across Nora’s chest, where she saw the emblem of the Joberna Society, and only then did she understand everything.
At last, she understood why Nora had asked where she had advanced. So she was one of those people from the Joberna Society.
She had heard from Habos that the Joberna Society was the core society of the Elental School.
Any mage who joined it would beco part of the school’s core, and even core positions like the school’s top ten Seats all ca from within that society.
It could be said that the Joberna Society was the Elental School’s primary training ground, so naturally, its mbers regarded themselves as the masters of the entire Elental School.
She knew that Nora had recognized that she possessed an affinity with the wind elent. That kind of elental affinity was still exceedingly rare among mages.
And the reason Nora had asked where she had advanced was probably because she wanted to go scold the person in charge over there.
How could you let soone with wind elental affinity slip away to another school?
“I’m very talented? In what way am I talented?”
“You will probably be able to reach the Third-Tier Mage level for certain. Beyond that, it will depend on your own hard work.”
Nora explained this to Fulan with great seriousness, leaving Fulan at a loss for words.
At that mont, a mage nad Leo, who had been discussing things with the other mages, overheard those words thanks to his unusually sharp hearing and gave a silent sneer.
He lifted his eyes toward the source of the voices. In his view, those two were talking nonsense. How could the Third-Tier Mage level be so easy to reach?
His father was also a Third-Tier Mage, yet he had never dared to hope that his own child would reach the sa level, because it was simply too difficult.
“Two First-Tier Mages who have not even reached the Second-Tier Mage level, and they still have the nerve to sit here discussing the world beyond the Third Tier,” he thought contemptuously.
That made him think of his older brother, Connor, who had taken the knightly profession path and reached the Second Tier, yet in their correspondence, he often lanted that there was simply no path at all toward the Third Tier.
With that thought, the way he looked at the two of them grew even more disdainful.
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