On the other side, Germain had also returned to his room.
He was staying in the same stone house tonight with Ging and Buhara.
As soon as Germain walked into the stone house, he saw Ging flipping through the "Greed Island Cards" in front of the fireplace, and Buhara was enjoying his late-night snack at the long table.
"You're back, Germain," Buhara said, greeting him with a smile while stuffing what looked like bread into his mouth.
During the recent Moon Festival ritual, it was clear that Buhara ate the most, but surprisingly, he still wasn't full. After returning, he needed a second meal.
Germain wasn't surprised by Buhara's appetite, and simply responded with a calm expression.
"Hey, Germain, come over here!" Ging called out with a bit of excitement, urging Germain to join him. "I've got some good news."
Germain casually grabbed a wooden chair nearby and sat down.
The backrest of the chair was carved into the shape of deer antlers, giving him a strange feeling, as if sitting on a throne.
"What's the good news?"
"Look at these cards..."
Germain glanced at the cards in Ging's hand. "These are all 'Alchemy Plant Series Cards.' What's the problem?"
"It's a big problem."
Ging raised his right index finger and gently shook it, signaling a negative response.
"Recently, we've all used these cards to some extent, but honestly, compared to 'Herb for All-illnesses,' they're too weak."
"I suspect that the missing part of the 'Alchemy Plants' chapter in the 'Eastern Scroll' is the method for 'Enchanting.'"
Ging was right.
When Germain defeated the "Ancient Labyrinth's Bloodthirsty Apostle" again, he had tried using the 'Alchemy Plant Series Cards.'
However, their effect was underwhelming—too bland to be fully useful, not reaching the enchanting results mentioned by Don in the 'East Edition.'
Ging, Shizuku, Bisky, Menchi, Buhara, and Sanbica had all used the 'Alchemy Plant Series Cards' too.
Their evaluations were similar—fine, but not meeting expectations.
Ging smiled and said, "Just a moment ago, I was chatting with Scela and Kioris, and we ended up talking about the 'Alchemy Plants.'"
"That's when I thought, Don must have also obtained these 'Alchemy Plants' and used them, so he probably came to the same conclusion."
"That is, if you use the 'Alchemy Plants' directly, they're not as useful as we imagined. They lose their effectiveness much quicker than expected..."
"But in our last speculation, we also thought that he had gone to the Wasteland again and harvested the 'Alchemy Plants.'"
"This means he hasn't given up on the 'Alchemy Plants.'"
"In other words, the 'Alchemy Plants' likely served a purpose in his hands. Going to the Wasteland again and defeating the 'Disease Spreader' was worth it for him."
"So, I asked Scela and Kioris if they had seen him use the 'Alchemy Plants' in front of them, and I got the answer I was looking for."
"Germain, get some rest tonight. We'll head out early tomorrow to find Scela and Kioris. They've promised to take us to the 'skills' left behind by Don."
The next day, Scela and Kioris led Germain, Gon, and the others to an old craftsman in their tribe.
"My curved sword, 'Moonlit Bloodblade,' was crafted by Mikhael," Kioris said, pointing to the slightly overweight moose-humanoid standing before them.
The old craftsman Mikhael was built like a brick wall—broad shoulders, thick waist, with skin that looked oiled and bronze-colored. His muscles were well-developed, and his fur was dense.
When he saw the group approach, his eyes immediately locked onto Germain in the crowd, widening considerably.
"You're the one who wielded the 'Sacred Moonlight Sword' at the Moon Festival and defeated Kioris, Mr. Germain?"
Surprisingly, Mikhael's human language was more fluent than anyone else in the moose-humanoid tribe had shown so far.
After receiving an affirmative answer from Germain, Mikhael's face lit up with joy.
"I've always wanted to imprint the 'Moon's' power onto a weapon."
"It's a pity, I could never do it. I never expected to see the 'Sacred Moonlight Sword' last night! It was truly amazing!"
"If I could somehow create a 'Sacred Moonlight Sword,' I would have no regrets."
Scela nodded along with Mikhael's words and said, "Don has had a relationship with our tribe for one or two hundred years. He taught us many things."
He patted Mikhael's shoulder, "Among other things, he taught Mikhael's ancestors how to 'enchant' weapons."
Mikhael, stroking his thick beard, which resembled hemp rope, smiled and pointed at Kioris.
"He used the 'Moonlit Bloodblade.' I enchanted it, the power of 'blood'... it enhanced the scimitar."
It turns out Mikhael's bloodline had a close connection to Don. His ancestors learned the correct method of 'enchantment' from Don.
To better pass on this skill and communicate more effectively with Don, Mikhael's ancestors had always studied human language more actively than the other members of the tribe.
This is why Mikhael is more fluent in human language than Scela, Kioris, and the others.
The 'Moonlit Bloodblade' Mikhael made for Kioris used enchantment, with the 'blood element' enchanted onto the scimitar.
The power gap between Germain and Kioris was so great that the battle ended in an instant.
Kioris had no chance to demonstrate the 'Blood Enchantment' of the scimitar, so he couldn't show its true power.
When the 'Moonlit Bloodblade Scimitar' truly activates, as long as the opponent is flesh and blood, the scimitar can absorb their blood to nourish itself.
What Scela and Kioris told Ging last night about the 'skills' left by Don refers to the 'enchantment' he taught Mikhael's lineage.
Germain and Ging exchanged a glance, then took out the 'Alchemy Plant Cards,' unlocking one of them, the 'Alchemy · Fire Element.'
Mikhael watched them, as if they were performing magic, producing a flowerbud made of what looked like blood-red crystal. He froze after just one glance.
This... isn't it...?
He opened his mouth halfway, no longer speaking human language, but instead uttering a series of excited words in the language of the deer centaurs.
Afterward, it was Scela who calmed him down by speaking in the same language of the deer centaurs, soothing him for a while before he could settle.
"Sorry." Mikhael excitedly shook his large mustache under his nose. "I... I haven't seen it in so long. Only... Don... possesses it."
"It is what our craftsmen desire most."
He cradled the crystal flower bud with both hands as though it were an incredibly precious treasure.
Germain turned his head and glanced over.
Then, Menchi took the twin blades that were stuck in the leather bag and handed them to Mikhael.
"Could I ask you to use 'Alchemy: Fire Element' to enchant my twin blades? We want to watch the process of the enchantment."
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