Chapter 1717

In a serene and tranquil forest, Reiner sat with unwavering focus, crafting a pill with meticulous care. A beautifully crafted alchemy pot rested securely on a smooth stone slab, the flames within roaring and crackling with life. Reiner's expression was solemn and unwavering as he carefully added rare ingredients. The ingredients were borage, passionflower, elderberries, and dozens of auxiliary herbs. His movements were precise, honed by years of practice. Yet, he frowned as the pill began to take form. At that moment, his features were marked by regret and disappointment. It was often said that the art of alchemy was as challenging as threading a needle in the dark. After a long while, the flames began to subside, and the pill was finally crafted. Reiner gazed at the slightly flawed product in his hand, sighing heavily. His eyes were filled with resignation. Standing nearby, Sebastian, who had been quietly observing the process, spoke up hesitantly. "Mr. Braun, it seems like the