Master Of None Chapter 697
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The spirit that was resting on the frosty work table was very different than the water spirits the party had seen thus far. It was instead, a cool blue icy figurine. The features were smooth and shifted slightly like water, but clearly, it was ice. There was a constant frosty fog that drifted around it. Not to mention the small ice crystals that froze in the air and fell to the ground around it.
"Hello, and good morning. I am Walker. It's nice to meet you." The ice spirit changed its position and drifted in front of Walker. He felt the frost tickled his nose as the spirit examine him.
"I sense your mana." The spirit could feel the mana that Walker had used to help awaken it and knew that Walker was the one that called it to the waking world. "You called." The mana that it used to speak was much more calm and slow compared to the other spirits. So much so that Walker was speechless for just a moment.
"Yes, I helped awaken you. I wanted to offer you a chance to adventure with me or have a home created for you to dwell in. You could also leave and do what you wish. But the other spirits might try and talk you out of it." Walker looked as the other spirits slowly moved closer to the ice spirit. Even Zephyr was holding back a little. They had all been thrown off by the calmness in the ice spirits mana which was different than their more chaotic elemental manas.
"Want to see snowy mountains." The spirit had never seen the snow on the high mountains but it had visions of them as it was awakening. It was as if it was being called to where it should naturally be. "Stay with you. See the mountains. Stay with you more." The spirit was thankful to be awake but knew it needed to see the snowy mountains. However, it did want to stay with Walker more than anything. It couldn't even bother to think about other options. It had the feeling that it wouldn't have awakened properly without Walker's influence.
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"Walker. Walker. I know what's happening." Zephyr moved to Walker's ear to whisper in to it. She had an idea of what was happening because she had seen something similar before.
Walker wasn't sure what was going to cause the spirit to want to go somewhere specific even though they shouldn't have memories of anything since when they fused and became another spirit they were forming a new consciousness. Walker nodded and waited to hear what Zephyr knew about the spirit.
"Its uniqueness makes it want to do certain things. I knew a wind spirit that always had warm air. It was a spring wind spirit. It would gain more mana in the spring compared to any other time and it would follow the warm winds across the continent before returning to the opposite end again. They are closer to nature and can be more powerful. That's why they have locations they feel in themselves." Walker could understand this. It was similar to how a baby was born knowing how to cry for its mother. It was instinct.
"I will help you get to some snowy mountain. I happen to have a friend who wants to travel to the mountains and learn some forging skills and materials. I plan to head there after resting from my journeys at home. I can promise some adventure and new sights before we head to the mountains." There was a growth in the frosty fog around the spirit.
"Yes. I like that." The calm mana was still very different but Walker came to understand that the growth of the frost was the ice spirit's way of showing its excitement. It was the same as the wind spirit when it would cause a breeze around the forge.
"Ready for the next one? We could see what that fire spirit wants? I think it will decide it wants something crafted." The elder was itching to plan another item for crafting. Especially since Remey was a strange mix of fighter and alchemist. The elder could only imagine what he could make that would fit two seemingly opposing natures.
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"Leader, I already heard. While I waited I went to ask for the fire elemental spirit."Walker was always being impressed by how intuitive Su was. She was just too good at knowing how the party would move. However, this brought something to the forefront of his mind.
"Remey, I don't know if you've noticed it. But you really have a knack for knowing when someone needs a mana potion." Walker was watching as Remey became slightly bashful.
"Everyone just looks a bit pale and it feels off. I don't know. It's the same feeling I have when a potion isn't going right and needs something." Walker started to realize that it was most likely a learned feeling from the way mana flowed. It was similar to the way Walker could sense mana but Remey had learned it without a skill.
"That's actually pretty impressive. I know that the elves will train for years to get that feeling without a skill. I heard some of them talking about how they will meditate for days sometimes to even feel it a little." Gil was more knowledgeable;e on this than expected.
"Well, I did spend hours just standing still watching the old man sometimes. He would make a potion and it was too interesting to ignore. I wouldn't even realize it had been hours." Remey remembered going to the alchemy building in the morning and not leaving until the next morning. She would always be surprised when she got back to the orphanage and find that it had been a day and not an hour or two. "Anyways. Let's welcome my soon to be friend."
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