Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out? Chapter 1261: The Endless Potential Of Alchemy



"But of course, no need to say anymore, Felicia," my dad nodded. "Thank you for opening up like this with us! Sotis it's hard to tell what you're thinking about... Your face's a bit stiff."

"I have heard that a couple of tis already, no need to rub salt on the wound, Allan! You little prankster, you love these things, don't you?" Felicia sighed, crossing her arms. "Your father was always a cheeky brat, Sylphy."

"Hey! Just don't ruin the image that my daughter has of now!" my father seed to genuinely panic a bit.

"Don't worry, mom always tells about how dad used to be..." I said. "I am well aware of his... shenanigans."

"Sylphy?!" my father seed to panic.

"Calm down, I still admire you dad, don't worry! I think we all are like that when we are little, included!" I said. "Right, Celica, Celeste?"

"I guess so!" Celica nodded. "I was indeed a bit dumb before... Maybe too much."

"I, uh, I don't like to talk about my childhood..." Celeste sighed. "If possible."

"Understandable, don't worry," I patted her hands. "Oh, the food's here!"

An elf girl with long blonde hair and gentle blue eyes ca with the orders we bought, bringing all sorts of pastries and drinks for everyone, mostly all of them composed of chocolate, of course.

As we started eating, I couldn't help but finally started asking so questions myself.

"Auntie Felicia, I've heard so much about you... Is it true that you're a half elf and half dwarf? You look like just an elf to ..." I said.

"Why, yes, I suppose being rather small compared to all the tall elves is not enough?" she asked. "Well, you're also quite small, Sylphy. I suppose that's also because of being a half- elf, right?"

"I never thought about it like that... But yeah, mom and dad are tall, why I'm small?!" I asked desperately.

"Hah, perhaps soone in your father's family were not that tall, that's all," Felicia giggled a bit.

"Well, I was the tallest of my family, usually n are tall, and won aren't that tall in my family, sorry Sylphy... It might be my bloodline's fault," father apologized.

"Aaah, well, it's fine, not like I care at this point," I shrugged. "I was also wondering how long half-dwarf half-elf lives."

"Hmm, I can't really tell. Dwarves can live up to three hundred years," she said. "So it's definitely not as little as humans. And with enough cultivation, the lifespan can be extended to several tis that... I would say I still have a couple thousand years to live! Why ask that though, little Sylphy?" she asked as she took a bite off her chocolate donut.

"I... no, nothing, I guess I shouldn't worry about such dumb stuff," I nodded. "Though, I am still a bit confused about sothing else though. All our friends went to different places to inherit powerful abilities, spells, and other Legacies. But all three of us were chosen to co learn from you instead... I don't know why, my mom said we would learn Alchemy, but can that really help us get stronger?"

"Ah, I was going to ask the sa thing," Celeste said. "I had thought your mom just put us together because she had no idea where to throw us, I think this visit was mostly just for you..."

"Eh? I didn't know you thought that..." Celica sighed.

"Wait, really, Celeste?" I asked. "Co on, can you stop being so gloomy with your thoughts? I know there was a rough start and everything, but you should think more highly of yourself sotis..."

"Hmm..." Celeste sighed, looking down and saying nothing.

"Looks like there is a bit of tension here," Felicia giggled. "Well, to begin with, what makes you think Alchemy is not for fighting? It is a magic specialized in the transformation and shaping of the elents of the world, not just designated materials. When you think of a Master Alchemist, what do you imagine? Let's start with that."

"I... Well, I imagine soone inside a lab making potions and items," said Celeste. "Yeah, like Sylphy does? Or making golems and powering them up! I do that," Celica nodded. "Well, you're not wrong, but that's actually a branch of Alchemy nad Synthesists," said Felicia. "There are actually three branches of Alchemy, the most well known are the Synthesist, but there are two more. There are the Forgers and then the Geomancers. I am all three of them, and I've been polishing my Alchemy ever since I was a little baby girl like you three. Despite being constantly praised about it, I believe I am still in my early stages of mastery. There are old elves and dwarves, with even better abilities over them, so passed away already, others remain, hidden sowhere."

Wait, what?

I had no idea there were branches to Alchemy Magic!

Synthesist, Forgers, and Geomancers.

So this entire ti, I was just a Synthesist?

"The School of Synthesists is the one that is often taught widely. Most people just teach you the basic spells to get it going and then leave you to develop it on your own," she explained. "And so, most people believe that's all there is to Alchemy. But is that true? No, it's not!"

She suddenly grabbed a cup of tea, drank all the tea in a single sip, like a dwarf would do with beer, and then licked her lips.

"Do you see this cup, as Synthesist, what do you think you can do with it?" she asked.

"Well... We could change the shape, transform it," I said.

"Yeah, what else?" asked Celeste.

"Hmm, turn it into the shape of a teddy bear!" Celica said.

"Haha, that's very cute, look what I can do as a Forger first," Felicia smiled. "{Shape Forge}"

FLUOSH!

Magic flowed through the cup, the fundantal materials of the cup itself started to change, transforming into sothing completely different.

From a white cup made of porcelain, it suddenly beca...

A knife made of tal?!

"Wait, how did you...? You turned Porcelain into steel? That's not even possible with magic..."

Celeste said.

"Woah!" Celica gasped.

"T-That's..." I muttered.

"This is called {Shape Forge}, you use Alchemy Magic to change the molecular composition of an object through the usage of surplus mana."