"Ah, why can't I get it right." Gale cried out.

"Me too; I failed again." Eric's knight, the man with burly muscles and a height two heads taller than Vincent, said.

"What about you?" They both asked Eric.

Eric didn't have any ingredients on his tray.

Where did they go?

It was at this point that Eric's stomach grumbled.

'Was he feeling so hungry that he ate them?' Thought the stupid boy who was too short for his age.

"Mine turned to dust." Eric coughed out those words with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"How?"

"I was proceeding gently, but I guess I used too much mana. The ingredients couldn't stand the energy pressure and ended up deforming into dust, ah." Eric sang the tale of his failure with a sobbing expression on his pretty face.

It was at this moment that Vincent realized that he had missed something crucial!

"Can you guys do this?" Vincent asked as he performed some hand signs, gained control of his mana, and caused a blue thread made out of a single unit of mana to surge out of his finger and wriggle in mid-air.

"Something so easy I surely can do that," Gale said confidently. But when it came to doing it, he was pushing dozens of units of energy out of his entire palm.

And after doing it wrong, he still had the galls to act smug. Also, he raises his head as if wanting to get praised.

Vincent rolled his eyes and turned to the other two.

"You guys give it a try too."

"Is this related to purifying ingredients?" Eric's knight asked.

"Yes, it is." Vincent calmly replied.

Eric's Knight was both a battle master and a supernatural ability user. However, he had never learned to control himself while dealing with anyone that threatened to harm the person to who he swore loyalty. Use one swing, one attack, to make more enemy of his lord become a mere corpse. That was how he lived most of his life. Now, such a maniac has to treat something like a bit of a doll all of a sudden, just because his lord wanted to learn alchemy.

Was that even possible?

No! A big fat No!

Under his care, his ingredient deformed into the shape of a finger-sized stick.

Vincent: ""

Only now did he realize that he had been a frog in a well. The world was so big, and its wonder so plenty that he had just started to come across them.

"Want me to do that too?" Eric asked while looking at Vincent.

"Yes, please." Vincent nodded his head.

He was determining their capabilities.

When Eric tried to purify his ingredient, Vincent was filled with the sudden desire to flip the table and slap each of their heads.

Eric put his palm on the ingredient he was supposed to purify, and it turned into dust.

Vincent's eyes twitched seeing that.

These three were all advanced-stage combatants, and because they had an energy circuit, they didn't need to use a magic technique to control the mana in their bodies.

Still, they didn't know how to limit their energy output to a single unit.

They only knew how to push a large amount of it simultaneously!

Not only did these people didn't have their basic correct, but they couldn't even control their mana perfectly.

Everyone knew that it was hard to control battle energy as it was sturdy and volatile but easy to make mana dance at the palm of one's hands because it was stable.

Yet, they couldn't even do the easy part right!

Vincent turned around and realized that it wasn't just the three members of his alchemy group but most everyone around him. These first-year students, second-year students, nobles, royals, and great royals were so pathetic and lazy that they couldn't even control their mana correctly!

"Is there something wrong?" Eric asked after seeing the dark expression on Vincent's face.

Vincent smiled, but because his face seemed contorted, his smile appeared highly menacing.

It's time to school these guys.

"You guys are failing because you lack control over your mana. It's simply too bad. Instead of pouring it inside the ingredient, you are using it to put energy pressure on the ingredients, causing them to change shape and break. Unless you can limit the amount of energy you release to single-digit numbers, don't even try to purify an ingredient. You'll just waste it." Vincent said, his words confidence-destroying, hurtful, but true nonetheless.

Eric and the others already knew that they were failing because their mana discharge was too high, causing the ingredients to deform or turn to dust.

They lowered their heads in defeat.

Vincent told them to try to discharge mana until they get it right.

They did but failed and kept on failing.

No matter how hard they tried to do things right, they didn't manage to release mana from their forefinger, much less a single unit of it.

"This is getting us nowhere! We're just wasting our time." Gale said as he glared at Vincent. He had enough of following someone else words.

Vincent had his arms crossed before his chest, and he had an easy expression on his face.

"I'm guessing that you guys are not familiar with the sensation of discharging mana from your fingertips, right?"

"What does that question have to do without a situation?" Gale said, squinting his eyes at Vincent.

"Stop it," Eric told him to peace out.

He turned to Vincent and said, "You're right."

Vincent's eyes narrowed. Eric and the others were born with a silver or a golden spoon in their mouth. Their family gave them the best resources ever since they were born, causing them to become advanced-level combatants without doing anything. They didn't go through the process of memorizing hand signs to learn magic techniques, neither did they train their bodies.

Unlike Vincent, who had learned Viper Hunt, mana bullet, magic bullet, and other techniques through the most fundamental ways and had huge control over his body, they didn't.

"I have a way to help you guys get better at the ingredients purifying process, but are you willing to follow my plan?" Vincent said, his eyes brightening up in a profound light!