The Moonlight Swordsman

310 Hshinyberg

Each mage in the competition displayed unwavering patience as they fixed their gaze upon their simmering cauldrons.

The water inside was gradually reaching the desired temperature, causing the powdered petals within to release their essence.

Hazel's eyes were always on her pot, never wavering in concentration.

With deliberate precision, she infused the mixture with the Essence of Sylph Whisper, pouring it slowly into the boiling water.

She then sprinkled a pinch of Lunar Lotus Pollen into her pot with great care. The pollen's delicate petals fell on top of the mixture.

Using a slender stirring rod, she began to swirl the mixture in a clockwise motion, ensuring the ingredients melded harmoniously.

As the contents of the cauldron mixed, it gave off a soft, hypnotic glow.

In a synchronized manner, each mage followed the same process, carefully adding their unique ingredients to the cauldron and patiently awaiting the optimal blend.

Shoka moved from one cauldron to another, looking at the mixtures with exaggerated expressions of surprise and curiosity.

Meanwhile at Felgura Kingdom Balcony,

"You know, I don't want to be a jerk, but this is boring," Aizel said.

"I am only waiting to see how they will fight," Seraphine replied.

"Aizel, didn't you want to learn brewing potions? How will you succeed if you will find this boring?" Daisy asked.

"It seems I am not suited for this. I will let others make potions for me,"

"Oye Idiot big sister, do you have any knowledge in potion making?" Aizel asked Ashyln who sitting right beside them.

"A little bit and what is this idiot big sister? I have a name,"

"Yeah whatever, so who is doing great, and how is Ginger doing?"

"From what I can see Hazel is doing quite well. Even every mage is doing good but..

"The main thing will come next when they have to add the energy and the pure mana from the mana crystals.

"The more aligned mana and energy are, the more effective the potion will be," Ashlyn explained.

"So the next stage is crucial huh..."

Oye Sekki, if I use my power here to give a little luck to Hazel, how much mental energy will remain?"

[Master, please only use 10%, not more than that. We still don't know what are we going to face next]

[Fuck that.. don't spend your mental energy]

So you don't want Hazel to win?"

[Did you forget how hard she has worked? She even made us an extra potion that can be used in battle. How will she react when she learns that she won because of you?]

Hmmm... you are right. I shouldn't interfere with her. You are becoming more smart,"

[fufu, I am the great..

Yeah Yeah, now go to sleep,"

*****

With utmost care and precision, Hazel introduced the Magic Crystals into the potion, one by one, watching as they dissolved gradually.

The crystals gave off a bright glow as their pure mana essence mixed with the mixture.

Hazel stirred the potion three times in a counterclockwise direction, then five times in a clockwise direction.

The swirling motion of her stirring was a dance of precision and intent as she sought to harmonize the pure mana and energy within the concoction.

Around her, other mages tried out their own methods, each trying to find the best way to combine pure mana and energy.

Some chose to stir in one direction all the time, while others used complicated patterns and rhythmic movements.

Every mage put all of their attention and skill into aligning the essences and making a potion more effective.

With a contented smile, she carefully set the cauldron aside, allowing the potion to steep and mature over time.

Her part was done, and now all that remained was to patiently wait for the desired effects to develop.

She looked around the stage and saw that many mages were still carefully aligning pure mana and energy, their brows knitted together in focus.

However, her attention was drawn to two figures standing quietly amidst the bustling activity.

One was a woman with short, bright red hair who was dressed in royal robes from the Theodora Kingdom.

The other was a bespectacled man, his gaze focused and serene, donning the green attire of the Zulivan Kingdom.

Beads of perspiration glistened on the foreheads of the other mages as they, one by one, completed the intricate process.

Some people wiped their sweaty faces with the backs of their hands, their brows wrinkled from being tired and excited at the same time.

"It seems everyone has completed the process.

"Any brave mage want to step up first to try the potion?" Shoka asked.

One by one, the mages looked at each other, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Amidst the growing tension, a bold figure emerged from the crowd.

Clad in vibrant red robes that accentuated his muscular physique, his gleaming bald head reflected the afternoon sunlight.

"Well well well, will you look at that head? It shines more than some of the mage's futures here," Shoka said.

"HAHAHAHAA!!!!

"BALDYYY

A flush of crimson crept up the man's face as the crowd's chants filled his ears. Yet, with a composed demeanor, he drew a deep breath, steadying his racing heart.

Clasping the vial containing his potion in his trembling hand, he prepared to showcase the result of his arduous efforts.

"Oo brave bald mage from Theodora, what is your name?" Shoka asked.

"Heisenberg," The bald mage replied.

You gotta be fucking kidding me," Aizel thought.

[Master, do you think this might be the reincarnation of Walt..

Calm down, that was only the show,"

"Ooooo Heisenberg, what a classy name. So Heisenberg are you confident?"

"Yes,"

"Okayyyyyy.... someone please wake Sir Lui,"

A guard nodded towards Shoka and went to wake Sir Lui who was sleeping on the couch.

"Sir Lui, they are ready,"

"Huh....ummm.... *Yawn* Sir Lui with a yawn and stretched his arms. He stood up and started to walk towards the stage.