Samuel was very very excited, more so than he had been in a very long time. Eishath was a bundle of mystery that had the potential of teaching him something new. One that could augment his strength and the love of growth was the one constant in this reality that nobody could deny. Even those who claim they are happy with their lot in life secretly wish to get better to be more. That was his firm belief. Though the source of such emotions had left him for the moment.

After coming to consciousness after her second helping Eishath left to break ties with her previous master, something Samuel had completely overlooked. She was a disciple, which meant she had to have served previous masters before him, ones she was still beholden to. While disciples could freely change their masters, the masters themselves had to follow a lot more decorum, something he had forgotten in his excitement. Given her unique abilities, he had no doubt who lay claim to the unicorn and reparations were in order.

Samuel tapped his personal [storage ring] and looked through the catalog of artifacts and pills had on hand. Given that he was a journeymen artificer and adept alchemist, the answer was quite a lot, though most of them were not of equal value to Eishath, at least in his opinion. Similar to breakthrough destinies pills and artifacts had qualities. It ran from common to rare to epic to legendary to mythic. Certain qualities exceeded that but he doubted he would ever reach that lofty peak, only those truly who were dedicated could. Everything he would make would be at the nascent soul stage but at the maximum of rare and epic quality, artifacts of the former and pills of the latter.

His fingers drummed on the wooden desk of the library where all the books he was excited to dive into mere minutes ago lay lost and discarded. He had read through most, but there were still a few that he had yet to get into. It was a testament to how much Eishath intrigued his intellectual curiosity that another avenue of knowledge became an afterthought to the knowledge goblin.

Another mouth tried to enclose on his manhood while he was deep in thought. He looked down to see another disciple had taken Eishath's place, unlike her though, he felt no overwhelming urge to ravage the new disciple which only made the unicorn more curious.

Not wanting to sit around any longer, he ejaculated on command. As with every other time, the woman went unconscious from the combined effects of his powerful essence and breakthrough destiny. He had important things to do and getting constantly blown by random disciples was not one of them. The disciple fell on her back with a *thunk* as his flaccid dick got dislodged from her throat as he stood from his desk. A quick scan made him sure that she was alright just undergoing the same sensations as the guard and Eishath, all of whom lost consciousness upon consuming his essence. At least, that

He went to find Belial to come to an arrangement. Samuel was different from the kind to owe debts. He still owed one in perpetuity to a certain inner sect elder and that experience was enough.

With a casual glance around the establishment, he found Elizabeth in conversation with a group of disciples. A small smile was brought to his lips as she noticed how free she looked. Samuel had always noticed with his soul sight that Elizabeth had some sort of strain and despite his attempts at trying to understand he had never figured out why. Now he did.

Unlike his recluse self, Elizabeth was a more social animal. He had been giving Elizabeth enough attention to make that part of her a relative non-issue but now that he could see how brilliantly she glowed when no part of her was under any restraint, he would make sure to meet her social needs as well. This made Samuel slightly worried about Eishath as he was as blind as a bat when it came to the unicorn.

Speaking of the unicorn, neither she nor Belial was anywhere to be found in his soul sight. Eishath, he could understand, her abilities were fascinating because they worked on him despite their chasm in power. Belial was a giant concentrated ball of the essence and impossible to miss but even he was gone from his soul sight.

This only solidified his assumption that they were disciple and master. They were probably discussing the change in masters right now and he was fine with that. He would make it very easy for Belial to give him his disciple.

He needed just a bit of time to prepare his gift, an appropriate gift. Otherwise, it would slap Belial's face, and as much as he felt that there was something off about the man, he was still an ally.

Eishath was worth at least a legendary nascent soul artifact, at least in his opinion. But given he was not an expert artificer yet, that was completely out of the question. But where quality failed, quantity could make up for it, and a hundred epic pills is worth one legendary artifact. He just needed to back to his workshop and wrangle them. It would substantially reduce his stock, but that was worth it. If he could make a technique out of her ability it would be worth infinitely more than some temporary monetary loss.

With a single [world step] he disappeared from the Den of Cauldrons and into his abode getting ready to make preparations. The eccentric man completely forgot just how much wealth he was about to dump on Belial. His pills were all laced with the 'World Seed' and could be considered one tier higher than the original at the very least. One hundred nascent soul pills of legendary quality, each with the ability to heal a crippled nascent soul to full health. One was worth about 10 times more than Eishath if one was being generous. Samuel was truly an eccentric master.