I regressed and became the Sword Ice King - Chapter 161

Chapter 161: Chapter 161- Potion Making 1 Chapter 161: Chapter 161- Potion Making 1 ‘Insulting a royalty can get your head off’  Or at least, that’s what they say on paper.

Most nobles, especially the factions of the Prince and King, possess a particular dislike for PRINCESS Meadow, even more than they did for her elder sister.  It would have been impossible for Heartfillia to call out any other child of the Imperial household, even if they decided to turn her class into their playground.  ‘But it doesn’t seem like she’s just doing it to embarrass the Princess’.  The class was filled with tension and the humorlike conversations that the students were currently portraying.  ‘Kids these days would laugh at anything….it’s just a potion, a basic one was something I learned while I was in the war’.   After a short moment of glaring at each other, I stood up with a sigh.  “Alright, but the princess was not involved; let me be the one to concoct it.”  Heartfillia raised a brow, and a scowl crossed her face.

“Who is the lecturer in this class again, Raffaelo Jun, or does your current position as Class Monitor give you the right to talk back to me?”.  ‘Honestly, these lecturers… it’s obvious that she’s part of Crown’s group; just how many does he have under him?

And is there some kind of group I don’t know about?’.  These situations were getting more frequent.  The other day, with the Club Duel, Ryan Sizzle also had something to do with them.  “Miss.

Heartfillia, you’re being unreasonable right now”.

I wouldn’t be able to take this lying down, and it’s a simple basic potion; why would anyone want to make a big deal out of it?  Lecturer Heartfillia stared at me, then turned away, ignoring my comment and focusing on Meadow.

“I’m still waiting”  ‘Tch….there’s no avoiding this one’.  I sighed and slowly walked out when Meadow held me from moving.  A gasp of surprise filled the Lecture theater, and I won’t deny it, that surprised me too.  Turning behind, I found her still seated, and her arm calmly placed on the table.  “Miss.

Heartfillia, can we make a bet?”  Heartfillia raised a brow in confusion.

“…and why would I want to make a bet with a student?

Or is it that you just don’t know how to create a basic potion?”  “No, it’s nothing like that.

In fact, I can create an advanced potion with a 70% success rate”.

She replied calmly.  “Huh?

You expect me to believe that princess?”  Some students blatantly stared at us, and a few of them were probably having the same thought as me.  ‘Since when could the princess concoct an advanced potion?’.  Potions had their ratings as much as a lot of other things.

Starting from basic potions, then advanced potions, and finally potions.  There were different kinds: healing, debuff, buff, and a lot of other anomalies.  Creating a basic potion was already an advanced feat for most students without an alchemy class.  What about Non-System users?

Practically, we had at least a 5% chance of being successful in creating an advanced, and less than that in creating a.  This was a simple predicament; we didn’t have the class to create or concoct any of them, and neither did most of us have the talent.  That’s why families such as the Greenhorn, which specialized in alchemy and potion making despite being non-system users, are valuable to the Kingdom.  ‘And now the princess says she wants to create an advanced potion?

Though I am curious.  “….I don’t believe you’re capable of believing anything.  I simply wish to showcase my many talents”.

She replied with a smile on her face.  ‘…for some reason, I can’t trust that smile’.  Lecturer Heartfillia sighed, rubbing her temples at the same time.

“This is news to tell the Principal.

Two students in my class flirted, and proceeded to challenge my authority as a lecturer”.  “Yes, but on the look side that I’m unable to create an advanced potion, then I will proceed to leaving the Academy for good”.  ‘Oh….wow…’  The class was caught in as much surprise as I was, and I could get a peek of Rana Lana itching to fight back for her princess.  ‘…this is taking a ridiculous turn, well, as long as I’m not involved’.  “And Raffaelo Jun?” Lecturer Heartfillia asked, a hint of curiosity in her tone.  “Well of course, it wasn’t just me that flirted in your class now” Meadow replied.

‘The fuck is this bitch talking about?!’  I snapped towards her with a frown on my face.

“I have a say in this”  “So if you can’t create one, you disappear along with Raffaelo Jun, and if you do create one, then what?” Lecturer Heartfillia asked, her tone raised in excitement, or at least that’s what I could tell since she ignored my statement.  “Well of course, you will have to leave as well”.  Another wave of astonishment filled the class.

‘How are they always surprised by everything?’ I wondered, when the Princess stood up, her arm still holding mine.  “We have a deal then?” She asked, a smirk formed on her face.  “Well of course princess, I wouldn’t have it any other way”.

She signaled for the both of us to come towards the table, and I reluctantly walked forward, after Meadow had finally let me go.  “Um, princess, implicating me in your plans goes against our contract”.

I whispered to her as we walked down the steps.  “Oh, dont be paranoid, it’s just an exciting game we’ll win in the end”.

She tilted her head towards me, a familiar smile playing on her lips.

“Dont tell me you’re scared, Raph, especially after getting this far?”  With that, she giggled and turned away.  ‘Well, fuck me’.  Is it my fault for thinking I could have gotten some free time for myself?

Each time I think things are going smoothly, something just pushes my peace.  ‘…but I do come out of it fine most times’.  After a short moment, we were finally on the podium with the ingredients laid out for us.  Lecturer Heartfillia had decided to stay at the other end of the table, away from the Podium to observe our actions.  ‘Well, what do we have here?’.  Looking at the ingredients, I could tell at least one thing.

‘These ingredients are for creating a basic potion at best’.  I glanced at Meadow, and she seemed to have realized it as well.  She looked up at me, her smile widening.  “I look pretty don’t I?”  ‘Why the fuck is she asking me that?’  She pointed at the ingredients, and turned towards the class.  “I’ll start by identifying the ingredients like you instructed us last week”.

She said, pointing at the herbs.  “Starting with this, we have the tail of a salamander, roots of a mana aloe vera, scales of an earth lizard, leaves of a water tumeria, earthen gingko clay, lavender, and garlic”.  ‘Well, she at least knows their names’ I thought, as she continued.  “Now, there’s one thing that I feel alchemists have been mistaking for a while now” She said as she held the red salamander tail.

“What differentiates the class of a potion?

Is it perhaps the ingredients used or the method used?”  She dropped it, and picked up the roots next.  “In fact, it is both”.  I raised a brow while I watched her begin the process.

I wasnt exactly a prodigy in potion making, but I at least knew the basics.  The ingredients so far were for a basic magic potion, and even the creation process had a 50% chance of succeeding when concocted by novices.  ‘…so what does she mean?’  “I will now concocted an advanced potion using the present ingredients, and an alchemy process that has been long forgotten by the current Alchemist”.  She picked up another ingredient, lined it up, and picked up the knife next to it.  Tilting her head in my direction, her lips curled upwards for a smile.

“You’re going to have to assist me, Raph”  ew I felt a pang of pain in my chest, a familiar sensation that brewed in me.  ‘….Hah shit….that smile is seriously messing with me.