The Frontier Alchemist ~ I Can't Go Back to That Job After You Made My Budget Zero

The spacious laboratory of the Armor Refining Department. The room was twice as large as the room of a normal section. In that room, the members of the Armor Refining Section were all gathered.

Riharzam sat on a magnificent leather chair that looked like a throne, dressed and cleaned himself up. The smell of corruption had diminished to a faint scent.

Lined up in front of him were the apprentice alchemists belonging to the armory. Even those who were on leave were summoned to the room without mercy, waiting for Riharzam's words.

Riharzam looks a little worried, but eventually he turns to Sabatha. He seems to have some feelings about Sabatha, who had seen her being stinky and humiliated by Gahn.

"Sabatha, the delivery to the armorsociety is a magic circuit for attribute change, isn't it?

Yes, Master Riharzam. This order is for a magic circuit to change the magical element to fire. It seems that the military ordered fire-weapons from the Armament Association ......."

"So what's causing such a delay in delivery? It needs to be fine-tuned, but how many times have you smelted it before?"

"That's the problem, we don't have enough distilled water. I don't have any high quality stuff for solutions, especially for writing circuits on the board."

Distilled water!　What are you talking about? Distilled water is basic. It's not something you can make right after you start learning alchemy. Even a student of the school can make it," said Riharzam.

The apprentice alchemists look at each other.

Toltec offers them a piece of magic circuit and a device with only a sword handle.

"It's a magic circuit made from distilled water that we have refined ourselves.

Riharzam takes them as if snatching them and inserts the circuit board into the slit at the end of the sword-handle-only device.

After checking the amount of magic elements remaining in the magic stone attached to the grip, he activates the device.

It was a device for checking the operation of the magic circuit. In a normal magic circuit, the magic element should be converted into flames and come out as the blade of the sword, but all it does is make a pulsing sound.

Riharzam looks at the measuring scale on the handle of the sword.

The output is not enough. "The output is not enough, and the amount of magic element released is not stable," Riharzam says.

"That's right. At the very least, we need distilled water for the solution, and if possible, distilled water made by Master Rust for cleaning..." said one of the apprentices.

"Hey!　That's disgusting, don't mention that name!" Riharzam suddenly became angry.

Knowing that Riharzam was fiercely jealous of Rust, who was better than him, the apprentices immediately shut their mouths.

Riharzam, in his jealousy, had lobbied the head of the association to bring Rust down. They were the ones who helped him, and they were the ones who saw Riharzam's feud at first hand.

Riharzam's words interrupted this delicate atmosphere.

"I'll make a better distilled water than him. Riharzam declared, "You guys hurry up and finish the magic circuit.

The circuit was completed.

A few hours later.

"How's my distilled water? Riharzam is very confident.

In his hands were several vials of distilled water that took several times as long to make as Rust's.

There were a number of magic circuits that Sabatha and his team had created using the distilled water made by Riharzam. Sabatha, who had finished checking the operation of each of them, tells Riharzam with great difficulty.

"This is the list of the values measured by the confirmation device.

"I guess the standards have been met," said Riharzam.

The scales on the instruments that took the measurements all indicated output and stability at the very edge of what was required.

Clearly, Riharzam's distilled water was inferior to the distilled water made by Rust. As for the performance of the magic circuit, there is only a trace of anxiety about its safety. In particular, the fact that the stability of the water was just on the edge of the standard indicated that there was no safety margin at all.

Under normal circumstances, the Alchemy Association would never offer a product of this level. The risk of loss of trust in the event of an accident is high.

The apprentices all looked down and did not look up.

Sabatha answers with consideration for Riharzam, "The measured values are in compliance with the standards.

"Well, then, get the magic circuits ready in sufficient quantities for delivery!　Hurry up, hurry up."

Riharzam makes additional distilled water.

The apprentices use the distilled water made by Riharzam to create the magic circuits one after another.

It takes a long time, and finally it is midnight.

It was then.

Suddenly, the door to the armory begins to melt.

The door slams and falls down.

The alchemists, startled by the sound, turn around to see a large number of scavenger slimes moving around in the corridor beyond the melted door.