After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 588 - 236 Fantasy and Lies

"Has the training time become too long?" The Alchemical Witch set down the report in her hand and gazed at the approaching Letixia, inquiring, "Should we reduce the training time somewhat? That way, you’ll have more time to spend with that man. Otherwise, your exchanges will be limited to the nighttime only."

She crossed her long legs, propped her chin with one hand, and gave a faint smile.

"Training during the day and no rest at night—while the body might endure, the mind cannot."

Since Ahtal arrived at the Alchemy Workshop, she noticed that Letixia basically had no time to rest. During the day, she faced high-intensity battles, and at night, she shared her bed with her lover.

A normal person would have collapsed by now. It was only due to Letixia’s significant increase in strength that she barely managed to hold on.

"Alright, let’s reduce the training time a bit," Letixia gently nodded in agreement. If Ahtal hadn’t come into her life, her sole focus would remain on training. But now, she found it impossible to stay entirely devoted; she’d need to carve out some time.

"By the way, what kind of blessing did that man give you?" The Alchemical Witch suddenly asked. She hadn’t noticed any obvious changes in Letixia’s state, leaving her unable to deduce the nature of the blessing.

Letixia extended her hand, and a flame of Ash Fire ignited in her palm, its flickering flames exuding a sense of warmth.

"He said it’s the Original Flame, but I don’t really understand..." Before the words were fully spoken, the Alchemical Witch appeared before her, tightly grasping her wrist and fixating her gaze on the flickering Original Flame.

Whether that man had intentionally bestowed the Original Flame upon Letixia, the Alchemical Witch wasn’t sure. But she had long been seeking an alternative application for the Ash Fire—the power of creation that follows after everything has been consumed.

In the prophecy of the Three Goddesses of Fate, there was mention of the Genesis Prologue recited by Ahtal himself.

In the beginning, the world was but ashes. Then the Creator descended, igniting the first spark. Thus came light and shadow, warmth and cold, life and death—contradictions opposing yet harmonized, generating the world.

The common folk might not think much of this prologue, but she discerned from it that the Ash Fire had higher-level applications. This advanced usage could potentially serve as the foundational principle for a brand-new world.

And now, the Original Flame in Letixia’s hands was exactly the result she’d always hoped to research.

"Letixia, He truly... treats you exceptionally well." The Alchemical Witch adjusted her breath and composure. Her expression grew serious, exuding an icy aura, as though stripping away her humanity.

"Do you understand the applications of the Original Flame?"

Letixia shook her head, clutching the Original Flame in her hand. Flames overflowed from her fingertips, enveloping her hand, then stretched along her fair arm, consuming her entire figure, engulfing her in a sea of fire.

"Using the Original Flame enhances strength and recovery dramatically. It even grants resistance against many abnormal states."

The Alchemical Witch nodded and said, "You can only passively accept the power of the Original Flame?"

Letixia nodded slightly, then extinguished the flames covering her body. Her physical condition visibly improved, though her Magic Power was critically depleted, almost entirely drained.

This state was remarkably similar to unleashing the Sword of Light, even though this was merely the aftermath of lightly using the Original Flame.

At its core, it was because she had obtained a power not meant to be wielded at her current stage.

"Mastering this level of power won’t be easy." The Alchemical Witch displayed a troubled expression. She realized that Letixia’s talent wasn’t sufficient to fully grasp the Original Flame. In theory, even if Letixia’s lifespan were extended, it wouldn’t be enough for her to master it.

It was akin to being given the answer to a question without having the foundational knowledge to comprehend it, necessitating supplementary learning to fill the gaps.

And this prerequisite knowledge encompassed nearly everything—reaching significant expertise in all areas. Typically, only individuals with the innate potential to become demons could achieve such breadth.

There were even scenarios where no amount of studying would suffice.

"It’s alright." The Alchemical Witch pursed her lips and smiled at Letixia. "Talent and time aren’t issues—I will help you acquire everything you need. All you must do is have the perseverance to accept my teachings."

Letixia raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, her delicate features revealing an apologetic smile. "I’m sorry, I..."

"It’s not your fault." The Alchemical Witch placed one hand on her hip, letting out a light scoff. "If the student fails, that’s the teacher’s incompetence."

Letixia froze for a moment and then said, "In that case, all I can do is try my best to learn."

The Alchemical Witch nodded in satisfaction and gestured towards the open door in the distance. "A rather extraordinary guest has arrived at the Alchemy Workshop today."

"Who?" Letixia asked instinctively, only to see the Alchemical Witch turn away, waving her hand dismissively.

Letixia didn’t press further. She simply smiled and bid farewell before returning to her residence.

The Alchemical Witch settled into a nearby chair, taking out paper and pen to revise her plans. She truly held no grudges against Letixia. Though she had initially hoped for Letixia to possess the temperament to become a witch, it wasn’t something worth lamenting if she didn’t—she would simply devote more effort. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Moreover, the most critical prerequisite for the Ark Project had already been met, an incredible stroke of luck.

If not for Letixia’s existence, she might never have been able to extract the Original Flame, even as the end of the world approached.