Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

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After the discussion finished and the plans were set, I had gone back to the rabbit-kin and decided to check on the quarantined elderly, the ones that were the most affected by the fever. There was certainly something within them that was affecting them more than the young, aside from their weaker bodies and the lack of more antibodies…

Syllis was very affected by the disease, and left rather worn down. Despite that, he was quite healthy after he was cured. So what made him grow so weak against the disease if the others near his age are able to contain it or resist it? Perhaps Syllis himself is weaker to the disease like… innately?

Maybe that could be? Or perhaps the lack of food and water is what made him grow so weak. There are certainly many factors that could decide what made him weaker, but perhaps the lack of food and water was the most likely of them.

The other younger rabbit-kin had been well feed now, with both meat and vegetables, alongside grains, fruits, and anything we could offer, until they all had their bellies filled. The elderly that is the most affected can barely eat, but we managed to feed them with vegetable puree and also herb tea, which seemed to calm down the pain they were feeling.

It was getting rather late, so I left the preparation of dinner to Lucifer and the rest, while I moved with Emeraldine towards another camp where I had put a setup to do some alchemy, putting a lot of glasses, flasks, and all sorts of alchemy items that I’ve stolen over the time I’ve been stealing stuff. I remember that the Necromancer guy that had the slaves and the bandits had a lot of alchemy items underground, probably from there I got a bunch.

I installed them around the camp and Emeraldine was ready, she had even made her long hair into a ponytail, and her sharp emerald eyes seemed ready to work. The elven girl was very beautiful all the time, but now she looked even prettier when she was decided to help me out.

We had taken into consideration bringing helpers, there were various people within the former slaves that were proficient in alchemy to an extent, even if only a little bit, they at least had the Skill at Level 1 or 2, but that was mostly because they were those that were forced to work by the Necromancer guy.

However, for now, Emeraldine said that it was better to simply do it ourselves, and then, at a later occasion, ask for assistance after we grasped the recipe and process, so we could get helpers that would aid us into making more potion faster.

“Do we got the ingredients ready?” wondered Emeraldine.

“Yeah, we got a pile of magic crystals which Catarina helped me triturate into dust, there’s also a lot of fresh water we got from a nearby river, there are also the herbs that worked with Syllis, and then, I got a nice pile of spider liver and pancreas, I had checked them before and disinfected them with your help, so things are more than ready.” I said.

“Very well… Then let’s do it.” said Emeraldine.

Alchemy was often kind of like cooking, you just add ingredients and begin boiling them, grilling them, extracting their “flavor” and essence, and all of that crap.

Emeraldine started through the basic recipe of making healing potions, where she added water with dust made of magic crystals and boiled it, while it boiled, the water slowly turned red-colored.

After that, we cut down the herbs and added them as thing as possible over the boiling water. And for the spider’s organs, we didn’t just threw them there, we first put them into large glasses and used techniques with Alchemy to “extract” the essence, which leaked like a purple-colored juice.

After around two hours, the only thing left was purple liquid, while the organs dried out. After that, we decided to add it into the red potion-like liquid that was left by boiling the water with the magic crystal dust.

And what came out of it would be seen tomorrow, as Emeraldine said that it had to boil for at least ten hours. She had conjured some spells using Alchemy, such as the Synthesis Spell, specially useful to merge ingredients into new components.

“Phew… That was it… It wasn’t so rough, well, I had to keep conjuring Alchemy so the things would bind together well, but it seems that it is finally done now…” sighed Emeraldine.

“Yeah, amazing work, Emeraldine, thanks for the insight too! I hope I can learn Alchemy one day… I wonder if you can teach me? Would it bother you?” I wondered.

“T-Teach you? It wouldn’t bother me at all! In fact, I would gladly teach you as many things as you want, Maria…” said Emeraldine while smiling gently.

“Really? Thanks a lot… I was counting on you this entire time for this… And also when we healed Syllis, you were the one that helped the most as well… Your magic and knowledge might save the life of many people soon… Well, you’ve already been doing that for a while now…” I said.

“Oh, well… I am happy that I can help those that need me… It makes me feel fulfilled to be able to help other people… So I am happy to help in anything I can…” said Emeraldine.

“I see. You’re a pretty good girl, aren’t you? I wonder if that feeling you have might come from your Job, I’ve heard that depending in the Job we have, we change a bit how we act. It is as if it defines how we are supposed to be.” I said.

“Hmm… Certainly, I suppose there is some influence in that… But it is also Skills and Titles, right? I’ve heard that depending in the Soul Book Status, we are shaped as people… But well, I’ve been like this since I was a child…” said Emeraldine.

“Is that so…?”

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