chapter four

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The original Valletta in the novel was kind to Reinhardt. She didn’t treat him as a slave, but like an armour. Reinhardt also laughed and pretended to be as sweet as his nifty tongue. And then he killed her.

‘Woah, I got goosebumps.’

Valletta held her arms, shaking her head. She didn’t know how something that only came to mind could give her such a chilling sensation. She quickly went to her room and buried herself under the covers. Her shut eyes rested against the soft cloth. When she woke up, darkness was slowly descending.

‘Come to think of it, I should have just made him a potion…’

There was no need to call the doctor. In fact, it was a good opportunity to experiment, as this ability was not something she was familiar with, even after being reborn.

‘I don’t think the Count will sit still.’

After a moment’s pondering, she yawned and left her bed. She approached the desk. One side was filled with various herbs in transparent glass bottles instead of books.

The glass jars had complicated formulas written on them. They were one of the preserved items, a type of  formula that alchemists made use of. She took the herbs out of some of the jars and filled them in another empty jar. Then, she took out the paper and began to write the formula.

‘Why do I have to do all this…,’ she thought, but her hand continued to write the complicated formula without hesitation. Valletta let out a short sigh as she gazed at the alchemical formula written like a magic circle without any breaks on the paper.

“Extraction.”

Violet’s eyes began to glow, her lips quivering as if giving a command. A pure white magic circle appeared above her violet eyes. It was as if it was carved directly into her eyes. Soon, the intangible energy that escaped her fingers began to seep into the alchemical formula written on the paper. The formula glowed a deep purple as it absorbed her power.

Alchemy was a talent given at birth. Those people were born with the ability to listen to plants and use that ability to gather herbs in their best condition, to create the best potion. Each alchemist’s talent was a little different, but the potion of a master alchemist was said to even be capable of regenerating a severed arm or saving a person on the verge of death. Of course, this was a rarity among alchemists. But most alchemists could heal a wound in one day, that would normally take months.

What made them unique was that they held an ancient magic circle in their eyes. No one knew who created the formula or how, but there was an extremely low number of people with magic circles in their eyes in the whole world. The potion they created would be better than any other potion in the world. Some of the wizards imitated it and created something called “potion” which began to spread throughout the world.

However, in the end, it was just another imitation and could not compare to the real alchemist’s potion. As the years passed, the number of alchemists decreased significantly. Now, there were less than twenty officially registered alchemists in the entire empire. The potions made by those alchemists were rare and valuable, and the majority of them belonged to the imperial family. Therefore, naturally, all potions were owned by them.

However, Valletta was born into the family of Count Delight. A new alchemist who had the qualities to become a master. Although this setting wasn’t in the novel.

In fact, she was having doubts about whether she was really in a novel. The original Valletta was a lonely girl, treated coldly by Count Delight. So she turned to Reinhardt to work with him and help him get his revenge.

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