The Cornflower Witch Chapter 231

The third month after the discovery of the Ash-mud Plague.

Through the efforts of many physicians, the medicine for this strange Ash-mud Plague was finally developed.

Zerallin held a small crystal bottle in his hand, standing in front of everyone. He gently shook the crystal bottle, and the light purple potion inside gently swayed, reflecting a faint halo under the candlelight.

“This is our achievement. To solve the problem of recurrent plague, we adopted special methods, utilizing the mycelial’s characteristic of strong connection, to allow the mycelial-rich components in the medicine to track the Ash-mud Plague, which also contains weak mycelial characteristics, and then let them come into contact with each other, causing the latter to lose vitality.”

“Taking it once can clear about 90% of the Ash-mud Plague virus in the body. Taking it twice will basically prevent recurrence, and taking it three times can ensure complete eradication.”

“As for the cost.” He looked back at Sylphidya behind him.

“If Sylphidya cultivates the ‘Purple Jellyfish Mushroom’ needed for the raw materials, one cluster of Purple Jellyfish Mushrooms can make 10 bottles. Divided, each bottle costs about 3 gold coins, plus other materials and labor, the final cost per bottle is about 5 gold coins.”

“Of course, this only considers the cost. If you add research expenses, rarity, and urgent market demand, I guess selling it for 100 gold coins would still see a large number of people scrambling to buy it.” Zerallin put down the medicine bottle and pushed it towards the high-ranking officials in front of him.

After receiving the medicine bottle, the representatives present each tested it, took out a small amount for experimentation, and observed its effects.

About an hour later, everyone confirmed that the medicine indeed had the effect Zerallin described.

“In that case, I am relieved.” The commander sitting at the head of the table felt a weight lift from his heart.

Spending a little more money was nothing; the survival of the members within Iron Wall Cliff was the most important thing.

Representatives from other associations thought more deeply, some seemingly having astonishing thoughts.

“I advise you all not to play with fire. Although we have now developed a specific medicine, there’s no guarantee that this Ash-mud won’t continue to mutate. If, and I mean if, it gets out of control, neither you nor I can bear the consequences.” As an experienced physician, Zerallin understood the thoughts of the people present and warned them in advance.

At this point, some people reluctantly dismissed their ideas.

“We understand. We will follow Lord Zerallin’s instructions and quickly heal and purify the infected people inside and outside the outpost.”

Afterward, all parties discussed many details. Although Sylphidya’s rank was not high, she rarely attended the meeting and learned many internal secrets and specific operating modes of the association.

The Woodland Association was an alliance, rather than an organization with strong centralized power. Many matters required the division of labor and cooperation among its internal organizations, as well as mutual consultation.

The disadvantage was that its efficiency and resource allocation were not as good as the central ‘Mage Alliance,’ but the advantage was that each organization maintained a certain vitality, and due to specialization, often had its own uses.

After the discussion, the final purification and healing plan entered the process, and everything proceeded in an orderly manner.

A month later, all personnel inside and outside the outpost were treated, and the canyon below Iron Wall Cliff was also subjected to high-temperature flame scouring by the summoned wizards using large-scale spells, clearing all detectable Ash-mud Plague source bodies.

Standing on the corridor of the high cliff, Sylphidya and other members overlooked the flowing, suffocating flames below, like lava. The air was burned and distorted, and all of this was orchestrated by merely 20 Tier 4 wizards.

They completely scorched the canyon, which was about 80 kilometers long, turning it into glass-like dark red liquid. Even after the flames extinguished, the canyon still retained the residual high temperature of the blazing sun, making it difficult for ordinary creatures to approach.

“That seems to be settled.” Dolores stood behind Sylphidya, stretched, and then put her arm around the maiden’s shoulder.

“After this, I need at least a month’s vacation!”

“Yes, yes, I know.” Sylphidya shook her head and slipped out of Dolores’s arm.

Just as the two were chasing and evading, a knight walked up to them.

“Miss Sylphidya, Lord Taos requests your presence.” Taos was the commander of Iron Wall Cliff, the one with gray hair who had temporarily entrusted the Sword of Severed Steel to Sylphidya.

“Yes, I’ll be right there.”

Temporarily parting with her companions, Sylphidya tidied her hair and dress, then walked towards the tower inside the fortress.

Following the knight, she passed through the plank road checkpoint, which had restored order, and arrived at the main hall inside the fortress, where she saw the elderly commander standing in front of a massive furnace.

Today, besides him, there were only three other high-ranking confidants from Iron Wall Cliff. Representatives from other organizations and the Woodland Association had already departed.

Hearing Sylphidya enter, he turned around, his grayish-black eyes looking at the maiden like an unmoving rock.

“During this time, Sylphidya has helped us a lot.” “Although there is an obligation for mutual assistance within the association, we have noted this kindness.” He nodded, and another fully armored knight moved a heavy iron box onto the table.

When opened, it contained neatly arranged black metal ingots, with a special dark gray at their edges and corners.

“Iron Wall Cliff doesn’t have many specialties. These are 200 refined black steel ingots, of excellent quality, which can be used to forge weapons and armor of at least Tier 2.” Each refined black steel ingot was worth about 40 gold coins, so 200 ingots amounted to 8000 gold coins.

Just as Sylphidya was wondering how to respond, the knight brought another heavy iron box and opened it.

Inside the box, white chess pieces were neatly arranged, sculpted into the shape of rearing horse heads, majestic and clean-lined. They contained a full and restrained ‘castle’ attribute power, like exquisite and orderly works of art.

“These are 20 Tier 3 Knight chess pieces. If you have familiar companions or subordinates who wish to advance as knights, these are indispensable resources.”

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20 ‘Knight chess pieces,’ if used properly, could cultivate up to twenty ‘Tier 3 Knights.’ Such valuable resources were simply beyond price.

If the 200 refined black steel ingots earlier were a large sum of money, then these 20 chess pieces were truly priceless treasures.

Many students in Lantern Town were now nearly at the peak of Tier 2, on the verge of advancement, and were in urgent need of advancement resources. Even with the support of the Holy White Knights’ Hall, Sylphidya could not guarantee that all students in the outpost would obtain enough advancement items.

“This…” Sylphidya’s mouth opened in surprise.

“No need to hesitate or be polite. Only with such a return gift do I have the right to take back the Sword of Severed Steel from you.” Taos nodded slightly at Sylphidya, expressing his approval of the maiden.

“Not only did you bring the crucial early powder and food supplies, but I have also been observing your subsequent involvement and assistance.”

“Take it. This is your honor, and the pride of our ‘Iron Wall Crown Kiln’.”

‘Thank you.’ Sylphidya no longer hesitated, bowing solemnly in gratitude and accepting the two heavy gifts.

“I will bring the Sword of Severed Steel shortly.” In fact, the sword was currently in her bedroom within the fortress, and because it was a sacred relic of the ‘Iron Wall Crown Kiln’, the high-ranking officials in the fortress could actually sense its approximate location.

As Sylphidya rose, preparing to leave to retrieve the sword, Taos called out to her.

“During this time, while holding that sword, did you see any special scenes or memories?”

Sylphidya thought back to the dream she had in the camp tent that night and nodded.

“I did see some special memories.” She guessed that everyone who had wielded the sword throughout history could probably sense something similar.

“Is that so?” Taos’s expression was a little strange, and the several high-ranking knights beside him also looked at Sylphidya.

“Can you tell us what you saw?”

Is he testing me, Sylphidya

wondered? These elders truly enjoy guiding the younger generation.

“It was a peaceful golden hillside. I dreamed of running down the hillside, through layers of wheat fields and wild grass, and seeing the girl humming a song…”

Sylphidya fully recounted what she had seen in her dream that day.

After she finished speaking, the few people present remained silent for a long time before Taos slowly spoke.

“I didn’t expect it to approve of you. Perhaps your personality and essence have many similarities with Aimos.

“Indeed, what you saw in your dream has long been recorded within the ‘Iron Wall Crown Kiln’. Many knights in the past have had similar dreams and seen those ancient memories.”

“The strength of these knights varied, and their talents were both good and bad, but they all shared a similar trait: a tender compassion for this world.”

“If you were to learn our faction’s ‘Sword of Aimos,’ you would master it with great ease,” Taos smiled.

“However, you are on the verge of advancing, so it’s probably too late to change to a knight class. Otherwise, you would have become a powerful guardian knight with a gentle and resilient heart.”

“Although it’s a bit of a pity, if you wish to learn the secret arts and scriptures of the ‘Iron Wall Crown Kiln’ in the future, you will always be welcome.”

“Thank you for your support this time. Our ‘Iron Wall Cliff’ will also remember the friendship with ‘Lantern Town’.”