Mixed Blessing System

Three hours later…

At this moment, Lothur finally stopped shivering in the tub half-soaked with a black liquid, feeling every part of his body trembling.

‘This is different from what I experienced on my own…’ He felt every muscle in his body contracting while Elisabeth’s hands rested on his shoulders.

She had slowly increased the concentration and intensity of the poisons in that unique bath. But, at the same time, she was ‘connected’ to him to ensure that she would handle the excess poison when he reached his limit.

In this way, while Lothur was in a cold sweat and shivering, she was massaging his shoulders, from time to time sending part of her powers to help him.

“How are you feeling, Lothur?” She softly asked, sitting on the edge of that tub behind him.

“Terrible!” He was sincere, bitterly laughing. “But I guess that’s what I was looking for, right? Hitting the limits can’t be a pleasant thing…”

“That’s right.”

“If you seek high performance, then you will always be at the limit of your endurance, at the threshold that separates good training and that which hurts you.” She commented on this as she removed her hands from his shoulders, realizing that his situation had already stabilized.

“Well, get some rest. From now on, these poisons won’t make you feel so bad anymore and will lose their effects in another 20 minutes or so.” She wiped her hands on a towel and walked out of that room.

“When you feel better, take a shower and come talk to me. I’ll give you some materials to continue on your own for the next few days.”

“OK.” He said in a low voice before closing his eyes and relaxing.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and saw the system warning.

[Iron-grade Poison Resistance.]

[Progress: 54%]

‘Wow! That was quite an improvement just for the time I’ve been here!’ He exclaimed in his mind, pleased with this visit to Elisabeth.

As he smiled and walked towards the bathroom, Rebecca entered that area from her teacher after learning that Lothur was there.

“You have become a disciple of my mistress, eh?” She watched him with a smile on her face, not feeling strange to see him without clothes.

“Well, more or less…” He commented without looking at her, quickly beginning to wash off the poisonous substances on his body.

He would be leaving to see Elke after that, so he naturally had to take great care in eliminating the poisonous substances in his body.

‘Once I get a greater mastery over this profession, I will start treating my women… That will help them become stronger!’

Rebecca then said. “It’s good that you didn’t refuse the mistress’ proposal. Now we can see each other more often… Don’t you think that’s interesting?”

“Very interesting, hehe.”

She was pleased to hear his answer. “I’m glad you think the same as me. So, let me tell you, my mistress doesn’t spend much time in this residence, so if you have any questions, talk to me. I will take care of it as long as I have the ability to do so.”

“Just look for me in Sector-6 of the academy, and we’ll talk to you whenever you want.”

He looked at her and nodded in agreement. “OK.”

“But Becca, I have a question. When will I become a 1-star poison master? What is the process for that to happen?”

She realized that Lothur was still ignorant about this profession even though he had already learned several essential things. “Our profession is different from others. For example, we don’t have an association or group that confers promotion to us.”

“Instead, anyone interested in becoming an ‘n’-star poison master just has to use certain poisons. If you can withstand the effect of these poisons, your body will produce a mark that is what identifies the rank of our professionals.”

“That mark is impossible to be copied or artificially created, so any client interested in the services of poison masters will just pay attention to it.”

She then used her right hand to show her left wrist, “Do you see those two lines on my wrist?”

“Hmm,” He nodded as he wiped himself dry.

“Well, something like that will appear in the region of your body that you apply the poisons in question.”

“Many of us apply the poison to one of our wrists since it’s easier to be identified that way. But that’s up to you…” She laughed and said. “I have known a poison master who applied it between her breasts…”

After hearing this, Lothur laughed for a few moments before getting dressed and heading to where Elisabeth was supposed to be waiting for him.

Upon seeing Elisabeth again after his bath, Lothur received some advice from this woman and the materials he would need to train on his own for the next few days. And, of course, she talked about how he should talk to Rebecca in case of doubt when she could not receive him.

After this, Lothur went to his residence to make some preparations and then to Elke’s house.

…

While Lothur was already training hard with his girl, the middle-aged woman from the tailor shop had already passed on his glove to her superior.

And just at this instant, the woman in charge of that store was on her property, in the Christen family, with a formation master of that organization.

“So, you were able to undo that formation?” The 2-star tailor asked the same-ranked formation master.

“No…” That woman of relatively youthful appearance, but mature temperament, said this as she sighed and returned that item to the tailor sitting on the other side of the table.

“I don’t know what formations master did that, but he is a genius.” She said in an admiring tone. “Even though it is only an Iron-grade inscription, it cannot be undone.”

“Once inscribed, it will self-detonate if anyone tries to spy on it more than they should.”

“This formation master has created something of low-level, but that can’t be circumvented!”

The tailor frowned her blond eyebrows and questioned. “Is that possible? Isn’t that just a formation made by a 1-star person? How can someone of higher rank not be able to do anything about it?”

That woman sighed and explained the reason for that. “I don’t know how the formation master behind this inscription thought of it or inscribed it on the glove. But he has connected the essential structures of such a glove so well with an explosive Natural Law that the least amount of spirituality infused into it will make it explode.”

“I’ve never heard of something like this before! That’s the shocking part!” She said in excitement, feeling great respect for the creator of that.

“So, even if I use higher grade inscriptions to try to solve this problem, the destructive Natural Law will still act and damage the parts of this item because any formation relies on spiritual energy to fulfill its purpose. In other words, it is not possible to overcome the defensive barrier left in this glove without damaging it.”

“That…” That tailor felt defeated by that.

She did not feel that Lothur’s glove had the value to be sold in her store. After all, that store sold items for cultivators, and that glove had limited potential among such people.

But still, since Lothur had learned tailoring from them, she wanted to secretly steal the design of this item and save it for the Christen family.

Unfortunately, her plans had been thwarted!