章 219: Lost in Translation, the Wood Element?

A tired and sweaty Professor Morningdale held a shiny golden ore covered with multicolored veins when the light faded.

"This, my new students, is the Legendary Orichalcum. The Magical Metal Alloy is known to humanity as the strongest of all ore." Looking around the room at her students' stunned expressions and glittering eyes, Professor Morningdale felt a sense of accomplishment.

It was a gamble on her part creating the chunk of Orichalcum ore resting in her palm, but one well worth it so long as she could leave a lasting impression on the young minds.

Cynrik crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair while exhaling shakily at the back of the classroom. The simple existence of what could be called nothing other than Transmutation without definite equivalent exchange made the little bit of sanity dwelling within his mind want to fracture.