After five minutes, Zevien and Skelly arrived at the alchemist association by taking a taxi.

After entering the big hall of this large pavilion-like building with three floors, they walked towards the central desk.

“We want to register a new magic potion,” Zevien said to the staff member behind the desk with a polite smile.

The staff member was a lady with glasses. Nodding her head, she asked, “what tier of magic potion?”

“Tier-3 magic potion.”

“Tier-3!?” the lady was startled, “have you tested its effects and potency, or you just labeled it as tier-3 yourself?” shaking her head, she continued,” never mind, we will need to check that before registering, so, go ahead.”

She pressed a button and gave them a piece of paper with some numbers and a pattern, “You will have to go to this room to measure your magic potion’s power. Once it is decided and confirmed that it is indeed a new potion, we can register it, and you will be given further options.”

Zevien and Skelly nodded before they looked at the ticket of a sort.

Test room 04.

After walking shortly, they arrived at test room 04 and pressed a red bell button. After a few seconds, a middle-aged man opened the door and plainly spoke while stretching his hand, “receipt.”

Zevien gave the receipt to the man before he let them inside.

“Take out the potion.”

Skelly put the box on the table and opened it before revealing the potion inside.

“Nerfire rose?” the middle-aged man was startled before he turned to Zevien and Skelly, “what’s the effect of this potion?”

“Rapid bone regeneration,” Skelly said, “we have yet to test its effect, but according to Zevien, who found the recipe for it, this magic potion is of tier-3 and can heal broken bones, bone crushed, and such bone injuries very quickly.”

“Tier-3 means that it should work to its full potential on 3rd class magicians and lower,” the middle-aged man muttered as he was amazed, “most of our army personnel are 3rd class magicians, so if what you said is true and it works perfectly, this is going to blow up.”

Zevien and Skelly nodded.

‘Well, that’s why Skelly spent time precisely researching Nerfire rose and other supportive ingredients to balance it out. Inventing this potion earned him a lot of riches because of its effect.’

The middle-aged man then opened the potion and poured a bit of it on a small device before he started checking it.

After five minutes, he asked, while still looking through the glass and using his mana to check the liquid, “does it have any healing effect on skin injuries or internal bleeding? It should have some according to what I am seeing.”

“It has some, “Zevien nodded, “but not as powerful as bone regeneration. They are at best on par with tier-1 healing potions.”

The middle-aged man nodded before looking at Skelly and Zevien with a smile, “this is indeed a legit new magic potion. Tell me the ingredients since you will have to craft one more.”

Zevien listed the ingredients while the middle-aged man called someone through his Digi-watch and told them to get the ingredients to this lab.

After five minutes, someone brought all ingredients in a small box container.

“Go and craft it in that pot,” the middle-aged man pointed to a small spot in this workshop or lab of a sort. There were four pots total in the big room.

Skelly walked towards the pot with ingredients and started processing them at a different level of flame control, ‘Woah, the flame stone below this pot is excellent.’

Skelly poured in mana to fuel to flame according to his control and was doing great.

“That’s an impressive judgment and control,” the middle-aged man nodded before he turned to Zevien, “so what is your part in this? Judging by your age, you should still be studying.”

“Cough…I found the recipe for this potion,” Zevien said after a fake cough, “although I will not be an alchemist, I was lucky to find the recipe.”

“That’s some luck you got there. Are you going to register it under your name?” the middle-aged man asked.

“I was thinking of doing it at first, but now I have changed my mind. I will let Skelly register it under his name,” Zevien said as he looked at Skelly.

“Good,” the middle-aged man nodded with a smile, “generally, it’s better if new magic potions are registered under an alchemist who crafted it first because it will be more useful for them.”

“Also, have you two decided on the name of this potion?”

“Yep, the name is Bonecretto magic potion.”

“How is the profit share?” the middle-aged man continued asking.

“Fifty-fifty, all the way,” Zevien said with a grin.

The middle-aged man was surprised, “all the way? That’s pretty generous of you.”

“Gotta think of a bigger picture,” Zevien said with a pensive smile.

*shua…..*

Suddenly, both of them looked at Skelly as a golden-blue brilliance covered him along with the pot.

“Blessed Craft!”

Zevien and the middle-aged man uttered at the same time in shock.

‘Damn, a blessed craft in his second attempt?’ Zevien thought before he smiled internally, ‘well, he was the inventor of it in the first place.’

‘Either that guy accumulated a lot of magic merits, or this potion was crafted flawlessly for the first time,’ the middle-aged man thought, ‘hmmm, if that kid found the recipe in his magic labyrinth, then it should be later.’

The golden-blue brilliance entered the pot after a minute.

Skelly carefully poured the pot’s content into a vial before he walked towards Zevien and the middle-aged man while trembling slightly.

“I…I crafted a blessed potion,” Skelly spoke with trembling excitement.

Blessed Craft was when one person of any magic occupation created something with passion and flawlessly. When that happens, a golden-blue brilliance would manifest around them and enhance the effect of the thing they created such that their effects are literally increased by one whole tier.

So the magic potion in Skelly’s hand was a tier-4 Bonecretto potion. It could perfectly work on 2nd class magicians as well.

Naturally, one can’t continuously get a blessing even if they created the same thing flawlessly again and with the same passion because blessed craft doesn’t occur often.

Although it often occurs on a new item crafted by the creator, nobody can continuously invent new things.

The speculation behind it is that the person has to be passionate in his magic occupation and accumulate a certain amount of invisible magical merits. Once they are accumulated, and they create the same thing flawlessly again and with passion, the blessing will trigger.

Some people take five years to trigger their second blessed craft, while some take a year.

The shortest time recorded is that of a blacksmith from another country. He triggered his second blessed craft in just seven months from his first blessed craft on the tier-4 mace weapon, Rhino’s Crash. So despite not being a tier-5 blacksmith, he crafted two tier-5 Rhino’s Crash weapons.

“Hahaha, you can auction it after a year or two once this Bonecretto magic potion becomes famous,” the middle-aged man said with a laugh, “there are rich people who will buy it for a lot of money.”

The magic potion’s look had also changed as it was surrounded by golden-blue brilliance, clearly indicating that it was a blessed magic potion.