Amon, The Legendary Overlord
chapter-275

Inside the spacious room, Amon remained deep in thought, a firm and determined look in his eyes. Although he had taken a significant step in his journey, he knew the path to Overlord Rank, the pinnacle he so desired, was still long and winding.

Beside him, Bianca, with a friendly demeanor and sparkling eyes, drew closer and, with a genuine smile, congratulated him: "Amon, it's truly impressive to see the progress you've made. Congratulations!"

Lifting his eyes and returning the smile with gratitude, Amon replied: "I appreciate your kind words, Bianca."

The peculiar '+' mark that stamped his eyes faded slowly, revealing the usual clarity of his iris. Although he had just acquired the Courage Gene ability, Amon recognized its influence was still in its infancy. If he tried to instigate courage in someone using the newly-gained power, the effect would be subtle, almost imperceptible, far from being able to propel someone to act boldly.

However, when it came to the other three emotions he had mastered to the utmost level, the situation was dramatically different. The influencing capability was overwhelming, but Amon understood the importance of choosing his targets wisely, as not everyone would easily fall under his ability's sway.

Pondering his newly attained level, his mind wandered to something else. He reflected upon the knowledge he had gathered during his stay with his grandparents. He vividly recalled the many tomes and manuscripts that filled his family's vast library, and among them, the precious alchemy books that always caught his eye. However, a barrier had always prevented him from fully exploring those secrets: the need to be a Level 3 Innate or, preferably, a Mutant.

Now, as a newly-promoted Level 3 Innate, although he still couldn't aspire to the Mutant rank due to a lack of resources, Amon had within his reach the capability to craft three specific pills. He studied the formulas and possibilities closely:

[Resplendent Jade Pill]: This pill not only promoted muscle strengthening but also boosted bone growth, regenerating the bone structure.

[Stellar Veil Pill]: A special formulation for the skin, promising to rejuvenate and provide a glowing and healthy complexion.

[Purifying Pill]: A potent solution that, when consumed, works deeply to eliminate toxins, restoring the body's purity.

Despite their presentation in pill form, their application required a more detailed process. The small pill had to be placed in a syringe, but not on its own. It was imperative to combine it with the liquid extracted from a pure spring source. The quality of the spring played a crucial role: the purer and more pristine the source, the more potent and effective the pill's effect would become. Of course, if the spring isn't decent, even if the pill is of good quality, the pill won't dissolve into a pasty liquid and becomes useless.

Armed with knowledge about these pills, Amon knew he held not only a means to enhance his abilities but also a potential source of income. Selling these pills could provide him with the necessary resources to continue advancing on his journey.

However, the pills were only a part of what was on his mind. His thoughts quickly turned to the Elemental Mind Rune. He recalled the words of Mabel, who, the previous day, had mentioned her grandmother's suggestion: that he should visit and focus on evolving his rune. Amon only had a level 1 rune. Now, as a Level 3 Innate, he should consider crafting higher-level runes.

Indecision clouded his thoughts. He wasn't just pondering which rune to choose but also questioned the viability of the current one. He found himself wondering if it would be more beneficial to discard the rune he had and forge a new one. After all, with the evolution of his spell, a refreshed rune, based on a more potent spell, might be a wise decision.

Amid his deep contemplation, Amon considered his reliance on Bianca for certain tasks. 'I'll need an appropriate furnace and quality ingredients to produce the pills. And also the spring water. I don't have the right contacts, but she does. And I trust her for that.'

Bianca, noticing his focus, asked with a curious eyebrow raise that accentuated her beauty even further, "What are you thinking about?"

He shared with her his idea to produce the three pills.

"Interesting. But, are you confident?" Bianca inquired, before adding, "Producing pills, especially of this kind, isn't a simple task. Even though they are mainly consumed by those of the Innate Rank, they're extremely valuable. The demand is high, but not everyone can manufacture them."

Amon pondered for a moment and replied, "I feel I'm about 50% sure I can produce them. But of course, I'll only know once I try."

Bianca nodded understandingly. "List what you need, and I'll handle the rest."

He quickly interjected, "I'll cover the expenses. I still have a decent reserve of CP's." Amon clearly didn't want to overly exploit Bianca's generosity.

After a moment of reflection, she replied with a friendly smile, "Alright then. I'll inform you of the total cost as soon as I know."

"Agreed," Amon nodded. He began detailing a list on his smartphone, which was soon sent to Bianca.

Wrapped in an air of complicity, Bianca advised Amon, "Focus on your commitments. Don't forget to meditate and consolidate the new level you've reached." Finishing her sentence, she delicately rose on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Amon, sensing her approach, tilted his head slightly, closing his eyes. In a brief moment, he felt something soft and moist meet his lips. A tongue, sweet as nectar, slid and intertwined, vying for space with his own in an enthralling dance.

After intense moments of this 'dance', Bianca, with eyes full of emotion and passion, unwrapped from the embrace and returned to the ground, casting a captivating glance at him. She let out a giggle and, with a bewitching voice, teased, "I'm off, darling~."

With a theatrical gesture, she ran her tongue across her lips, and with the grace of a ballerina, spun around and departed, leaving behind her laughter, reminiscent of a charming sorceress. Amon felt his heart pounding, rhythmic, and intense as if he were amidst a vibrant festival.

Bianca's perfect curves were accentuated in the rearview. Deep down, he knew she was doing this on purpose just to get him 'heated up,' but such actions were always welcome, although he seemed to think she should extinguish the fire she ignited, sooner or later...

Before leaving, Bianca turned around and said, "Ah, darling, eagerly await tonight, after all, mommy's hungry~~~" Humming, she exited for good.