Chapter 93 – The Secret Alchemy Room

Jace made his way down the high slopes toward the mines, and when he reached the vicinity of the mining town, he watched the colony from a high vantage point for quite a while.

It was said to be some kind of mining town, but in reality it wasn’t much bigger than that fishing village, with only a few houses and a main road leading to the mine.

After making sure that there wasn’t anything alive in here, he walked into the village, rummaging through each room to see if there was anything useful.

“Stop following me all the time.” He looked to the little ghosts at his feet and said, “Look around, and if you see anything out of the ordinary, metal …… money, paper, anything you can use, search it out and bring it to me.”

The little ghost scurried off with a cry of understanding, the little fellow not too conspicuous in the sunlight between the weeds that filled the ground.

After saying that, Jace felt like he had come to scavenge. But what could he do now, if he couldn’t find the Magic Emperor Grass, then he would try to find something as useful as possible to go back and exchange it for money, and buy some materials for the Mana Potion.

Since Ursula was willing to help herself to making it for free, it shouldn’t be that expensive just to buy the materials.

From afternoon to afternoon, the most valuable thing that Jace and Sciarno found was a broken pocket watch that no longer moved the hands and had cracked glass on the face.

Jace hadn’t realized how much pocket watches sold for in Stormwind City, because the people who had them were either nobles, merchants or the scholars, and they felt like very expensive things. This pocket watch was not known to be repairable, he wiped the dust off of it and stuffed it into his bag.

It was starting to get darker and darker, and Jace looked over at the lone cave not far away and asked with Saeuno, “Should we go in and take a look?”

“Should we go in and take a look?” The Kid repeated.

“I asked you!”

“At the command of Master Hou!”

Jace sighed helplessly and said, “Tell you what, you go in stealthily and explore around and come out, and come out and tell me if you come across anything suspicious, useful, or dangerous.”

“Understood!”

With that said the little kid darted towards the cave entrance and halfway there disappeared in a ball of arcane light.

Jace sat on the door step next to him looking into the hole, waiting for the Kid to come out, and while he waited, remembering the fight last night.

The spell that Naga cast at the very beginning …… Jace remembered.

Anunigi, Dulzara, Khanna.

The first pass he hadn’t memorized, but the second time, he was very impressed.

He remembered the effects of the spell, which left him so weak that he could barely stand up and struggled to do some very simple movements. Was this a weakness spell? It didn’t sound like demonic language, but rather like the language of elves.

Could it be those Naga modified magic? It was Shadow magic no different, after all, being able to mitigate the subsequent effects with a Shadow Protection Potion.

Jace recited softly, “Anunigi, Dulzara, Kana.”

No effect occurred, and of course, he didn’t have any targets, nor did he make any spell-casting gestures.

He could mimic that naga’s pronunciation, but not the naga’s spell-casting gestures.

Because the naga has four hands, each hand moves when the spell is cast.

Jace recited the spell silently, he didn’t have a pen and paper at the moment, so he had to rely on his mind to memorize the spell.

Either way, the spell was too important, and he might be able to deal with some tough warrior foes who could resist fear spells if he could master the original spell.

As I read, it was starting to get dark.

Why isn’t the kid out yet? Is it dead in there?

Jace hadn’t memorized what the Kid’s summoning spell was because it was just too long. Digging into his bag, he found the slip of paper where he had memorized the summoning spell and the strangle spell, and looked at the hole again.

Jace brought the stick on his back over to hold it steady, planning to give summoning a try now. After all, he wasn’t going to go deep into that cave by himself, it wasn’t like he had a phase shift, and it would be a dead giveaway if he came across something blocking it.

Just as he was about to open the chant, he suddenly saw a flash of sparks in the cavern.

Mars is getting brighter and brighter …… is Sayano!

Saeuno came bounding out, still tugging on a broken sack.

“Master! Master! Help!”

“Help?!”

Jace ran over and grabbed the brat, taking the broken bag into his hands, only to hear a wild shriek …… from the mouth of the cave, a shriek that was all too familiar to him.

Jackalope!

Stuffing the brat into the warlock’s bag he turned and ran, and within moments fire flickered out of the cave and a jackal ran out wildly, covered in fire.

“Don’t run …… little thing!”

The jackal scrabbled in an awkwardly accented common tongue as Jace pulled his legs toward the distance.

The short legs of those jackals naturally couldn’t compare to him, a hitman who practiced long-distance running in Storm City all year round, and even with several packs on his back he was faster than them, and soon pulled away.

Those jackals although running can not, but is quite perseverance, eyes on the chase for ten minutes, and finally Jace ran all the fast turn off, only finally see no trace. Jace do not know where he ran to, casually find a rock to lie down, put the package on one side, this time the little kid only appeared to the head.

“What did you …… take?” He asked.

“See for yourself!” The Kid excitedly jumped out of the bag and said, “Master will be pleased!”

Jace flipped open the broken bag, and to his surprise, it was a large mass of herbs that had been air-dried!

There were some unknown herbs, and a few bunches of magic royal grass underneath as well, almost identical to the plant that Fabron’s wife kept.

No wonder they said that there were many herbs around, but they couldn’t find a single one, so it turned out that all of them had been taken by the jackals hiding inside.

But why is it that there are clearly jackals in this mine, and Fabulon says he’s never seen one here?

“How many jackals are in there?” Jace asked the Kid, “Did you look carefully?”

“There are at least a dozen of them! All nestled in the innermost part, and they have an alchemy room in there, master!” Sëanor added, “A very rudimentary alchemy room, in which those jackals are constantly brewing potions, and in which there are many, many corpses of fishmen!”

A fishman’s body?

Before Jace could think about it, the kid excitedly said, “Several jackals were using several pots to boil the medicine, and I felt that those jackals were about to be suffocated and couldn’t catch their breath! I slipped into the room where they put herbs, casually took a bag of light on the escape, you do not know how many of them ah! Piled together …… feel all stink!”

The broken bag did have a faint urine like smell, extremely unpleasant, and after Jace opened the bag, the smell inside was far worse than outside the bag.

It wasn’t the foul scent of a jackal, but the odor emanating from one of the herbs.

He had a vague feeling that the jackals in this cave might be making something in secret, so they never went out or harassed the surrounding farms in order not to attract the attention of Sentinel Ridge or even Western Springs Fortress.

Do those corpses …… mean they’re experimenting with some kind of poison? Is this the Jackals at war with the Fish, or are they up to something else?

Jace would never be able to destroy the nest on his own, and the medicine in the bag would have to be quickly identified to see what the herbs could be made into a potion.