SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

One week passed since Zambu's visit to Kent's place. Kent acclimatised to the sect life in these 7 days.

Learning bow mastery during the night, beast taming in the morning, studying potions in the afternoon, and practicing arrow spells in the evening. Since the past 7 days, Kent has followed the same busy schedule.

Sophia didn't come to see him during these 7 days. Even though she is absent, Kent didn't stop learning to make the potions. Due to his aunt's well-written notes, Kent easily learned the process of potion-making.

Now he can concoct basic-level potions like vitality potion, strength potion, aura potion, and several others. Because of his large supply of herbs, Kent was able to do things freely and experiment with his skills.

Because of Porus's guidance, Kent learned more than 20 arrow spells in this one week. After witnessing his speed, Porus made a rule that Kent needed to master the present arrow spell before learning new ones.

Kent's bow mastery also improved a lot in these seven days. Now the Victor bow is displaying Indigo colour , the second colour among the seven colours. [VIBGYOR]

As per beast taming, the old lady gave Kent a 15-day deadline to study the manuals about beast taming first before stepping on the taming grounds. Every day, Kent visited her and answered a few of her questions on the topics he studied for the day.

Along with beast taming manuals, Kent spent enough time with the beast tongue manual given by Zambu. At present, he can speak and understand the food needs of Kavi.

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Healing sun peak...

Inside the alchemy room, Kent prepared to concoct the medium-potency vitality potion, which can remove exhaustion and weakness. Till now, he has only succeeded in concocting a basic potency potion.

With the tools and ingredients laid out before him, Kent set to work on crafting a medium-potency, vitality potion. He meticulously followed the steps outlined in the potion-making manual, his hands steady with concentration.

First, he measured out the precise quantities of herbs and rare materials provided by his aunt, ensuring each ingredient was added with care. As he added the last ingredient, a pinch of powdered sunstone, he whispered an incantation under his breath, infusing the mixture with a spark of magic.

Next, Kent ignited the flame beneath the cauldron, watching as the ingredients began to simmer and meld together. He stirred the concoction clockwise, his movements fluid and rhythmic as he channeled his focus into the brewing process.

As the potion bubbled and frothed, Kent monitored its progress, adjusting the heat as needed to maintain the perfect temperature. With each passing moment, the air filled with the heady aroma of herbs and magic, signaling the potion's transformation.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of waiting, the potion reached its desired consistency. With a flick of his wrist, Kent extinguished the flame and carefully removed the cauldron from the heat.

Taking a deep breath, Kent poured the potion through a finely made funnel, which has several narrow twists and turns along with small differentiating pores.

He carefully sieved the potion into a small glass vial, straining out any impurities. As the liquid fell drop by drop, shimmering in the soft light, he marveled at the vibrant hues swirling within.

With gentle precision, Kent sealed the vial with a cork stopper, ensuring its contents remained potent and pure. Holding the vial up to the light, he began noting the brightness of the potion to find out its potency.

"Medium, think pink hue. Excellent." Kent muttered with a wide grin. He carefully placed the glass veil among the hundreds of potion veils he prepared during these days.

Just as he prepared to concoct a strength potion, a knocking sound came from the entrance door. Wondering who might be at the door, Kent hurriedly reached and opened the main door.

Before him, a middle-aged lady in servant clothes stood in humble posture.

"What is it?" Kent asked with a questioning look.

"Sir, today is Lunar Day, and you still didn't accept your gold rank mission. Please go to the administrative building and register your mission at the elder." The lady said with a lowered voice.

"Okay, I will go right away. By the way, did Sophia took her mission?" Kent asked in a doubtful tone as he wondered where Sophia went for the past week.

"No, sir, when I went to Madame Sophie's palace, the door was tightly shut, and Madame didn't open the door even after calling several times." The lady spoke in a weak tone.

"It's okey. I will try to talk with her first. You can go." Kent said before going inside his residence.

He took a refreshing bath and wore new clothes. After sorting things out, he mounted the Fire Kirin and moved towards Sophia's residence.

After a moment, Kent stood before tightly shutting the doors of Sophia's residence. He knocked on the door several times. But there is no response from inside. After a few moments of waiting, Kent heard a light sobbing noise from inside.

"Sophia… Sophie… Open the door. I'm Kent." Kent knocked on the door more loudly while calling for her name.

Kent tried to say a few good words, hoping for Sophia to stop crying. However, what happened next was something Kent could never anticipate.

Instead of controlling her sobbing, Sophia opened the door and gave a tight hug to Kent as she began weeping over his shoulder.

"I miss my mother..." she said in a crying tone with a stuttering noise. As for the moment, Kent is taken aback, but then he placed his hand behind her back, providing the warmth she is seeking at this moment of vulnerability.

Moments passed, and Sophia did not pull away, continuing to sob quietly on Kent's shoulder. Kent also did not push her away, as he patiently waited for her outburst to end.

"Is everything all right?" Kent asked in a whispering tone, close to her ear. Feeling the ticklish sound, Sophia slowly nodded her head without getting away from his shoulders.

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