'Oh right, I only gave him enough money for two months of wine.'
Noah looked at the pitiful state in which Ivor was.
He had returned to his previous smelly and ragged figure and tens of empty jars were left all around the floor.
Noah picked a thousand Credits and casually threw them to him.
"Go to the alchemy division and buy some wine, money shouldn't be a problem from now on."
Just the amount that he had seized from the rewards amounted to ten thousand Credits, Ivor's expenses could be covered for two years with those.
Seeing that he was about to plain more, Noah revealed him something to placate his mood.
"You might want to know that I've decided to accumulate "Breath" again in my sea of consciousness."
Noah knew that even if Ivor didn't pressure him, he had a lot of expectations regarding his improvements in the Elemental forging method.
Ivor's eyes lit up and regained some focus.
"Are you sure? Is the internal pressure gone?"
Noah shook his head.
"Not pletely but I'm quite certain that it can store at least twice the amount of "Breath" that I currently have."
Ivor nodded and straightened his position.
"Wonderful! That will also speed up your mental sphere's growth. I will buy the wine, you just do what you have to."
Ivor exited the lodging, leaving Noah alone.
He gathered all the trash and threw it away from his house, the cleaning services of the academy would take care of that in the night.
He took a bath and calmly focused on his sea of consciousness.
His ethereal figure crossed the matter of the sphere and acted as a bridge where the "Breath" could pass through.
The vortex on his figure's hands was small, attracting only small quantities of black gas every time.
Noah suppressed and refined each of the minute strands of "Breath
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