《Epic of The Demonic Sage 》Chapter 97: Extra Regeneration
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Once Lucius was done with his bath, he quickly went to the library to search up more information.
"Ahah! Quicksilver is available here! Good good, they use it in the extraction of gold. It should be easy to get." Lucius said upon reading the contents of a book.
Thankfully the uses of mercury in this world were still the same as what Lucius had seen in his past life. He would not even have to go far to get the quicksilver and any smithy should have a store of it.
Even if they did not have the amount that Lucius needed, he was sure they would be able to gather more for him.
"That's one thing off the list." Lucius muttered and put the book back.
The next thing he needed to search for was the Rune beast crystal. Lucius read through a few books about the gifts and finally came upon the right entry.
"Here it is… Mist Veil Beast." Lucius Read.
The Mist Veil Beast was a rather unique beast and was of D rank. They lived in the foggy hills of Koran, east of the Land of Etara. These beasts were considered to be relatively safe but hunting them was very difficult.
Their gift was what made it very difficult to hunt them. The gift was called as Mist Mask. This allowed them to hide their bodies in the fog that was everywhere in the hills of Koran. Very few people had actually seen the bodies of these beasts and there was no record of how they actually looked in the book Lucius was reading.
"Hmm… seems like I'll need to talk with an expert…" Lucius muttered to himself.
Lucius looked through a few more books wanting to see if he could find more information about the Mist Veil Beasts but was unsuccessful. Giving up for now, he retreated to his bedroom.
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~creek~
Lucius pulled the chair off his study table behind and sat down. He opened the drawer attached to the table and took out a sheet of parchment from it. Flattening it out on the table, Lucius started to write a letter.
The writing tool was actually quite similar to a modern fountain pen. Lucius was surprise by this and had seen the structure of it. The casing of the pen was made with wood but the interior was made with the bone of a bird that was unique to this world.
The bone was naturally hollow and ink could be filled into this. Then they would just make a hole at the bottom end of this bone from which the ink would flow out. To this end, a flexible metal piece was attached which acted as the nib of the pen.
It was quite a nifty design yet was simple. Lucius marveled at the use of a natural component such as that bone. A few minutes later, Lucius finished writing the letter and folded it evenly before putting it in an envelope.
He heated some wax in a wax cup and poured it over the lip of the envelope before placing his stamp on it.
Lucius walked out of his bedroom and called out for a servant. There were always a couple of them standing nearby in attendance, just in case Lucius ever needed something.
"Send this letter to the Artificers guild," Lucius ordered.
"Yes, my lord…" The Servant replied before rushing to do his assigned task.
Lucius on the other hand locked the door of his bedroom before sitting on his bed. He calmed his mind before appearing in his soul space. Looking around he could see that the borders of the soul space had been slightly expanded.
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"Hmm… this is good. I should be able to add more spell matrices once the borders increase again. The Aether likely only acts because more and more space is taken by the Spell Matrices and it feels threatened." Lucius hypothesized.
He then meditated for a couple of hours, trying to increase the channeling capacity of the hell imprint. This was one of the methods that can be used to increase the regeneration speed of the hell imprint.
The hell imprint was like a tunnel that allowed hell energies to come to this world and allowed him to use them. By meditating and focusing on the hell imprint, he could expand this 'tunnel'. Though the speed of doing it like this was quite slow.
In reality, this was not even a proper method for the expansion of the hell imprint. This was a method for increasing the normal mana capacity of a mage. But this was such a basic method that it could be applied to a lot of fields.
Even hell energy could be practiced using it, but the problem would be that it would be highly inefficient. Still, this was better than nothing for Lucius as him using the proper methods of practicing the hell energy would only lead to Aether getting active and collapsing the spell matrix.
During this Lucius even had the thought about using spells when his Aether was fully depleted. He reckoned that if he did not have any Aether in his body, he may be able to use a spell matrix without it collapsing.
"It's worth a try…" Lucius muttered to himself.
He first used up all of the remaining Aether that his body had regenerated in these few hours by using Nexus continuously on himself. It took him about fifteen minutes to do so, as he already had all the information that Nexus could show about itself. This still used up Aether but the quantity was small.
But once it was fully depleted, Lucius activated the spell matrix of Fire Ball.
~shua~
~fizz~
The fire ball shot out from his palm and fell into the basin of water, fizzling out instantly while some steam came out from the basin. As soon as this was done, Lucius put his full focus on the spell matrix.
"Did it work?" Lucius wondered.
For about a minute, nothing happened. But then Nexus started to tremble and streaks of Aether came out of it before attacking the Spell matrix.
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