The Journey of a Former Psychologist
Being Strong Together

Azkia is very dislike someone who is inferior, for her it is better to be confident with all the abilities she has, than to be inferior to herself.

Seeing jingmi who was considered his friend had a low self-esteem made his heart cold.

“my people will never humble themselves just for something worthless” muttered Azkia firmly.

Jingmi who was listening to her non-murm was stunned for a moment, then her eyes that originally had an expression of disbelief had some emotions that were hard to explain.

“Pil precious medicine, but will not be as valuable as the person who has always been with me” said Azkia flat but soft words.

‘what the lady said is right, I should not ransack her inner self with a firm twinkle in her heart.

As Jingmi lifted her eyes she realized that not only was she injured but her nona had even more injuries than her. In a panic he woke up and with a worried expression he helped shape his nona body.

“nona you are hurt but still can comfort nubi, is it alright?, miss pay attention to your wound even more than nubi” said jingmi without pause with worry.

“heh, this is nothing. Isn't it when at General Yan nonamu's house also often get even worse injuries than this, no matter I'm used to” said Azkia in a mocking tone.

Jingmi who heard his words mocking from her nona instead felt even more guilty.

“nona, nubi doesn't want miss to get hurt anymore, nubi wants to be strong in order to protect miss” said jingmi with a clenched hand punching over the sign of determination. Azkia who saw determination in jingmi's eyes only smiled sincerely.

“well, we will be strong together and walk together towards the top of the world” Azkia replied with a smile at the corner of her lips and soaring determination in her eyes.

“nona, nubi does want to be strong in order to protect the miss, but the peak of the world is not impossible?” jingmi hesitated. Jingmi's hesitation had no impact on Azkia's resolve.

‘Because of my destiny here then I will step together destiny towards the peak of glory, and against destiny if it blocks my path to success' his inner self coldly, the highlight of his eyes had firmness and firmness and the corner of his lips had a thin grin.

Azkia ignored jingmi's doubts with a burning determination in her heart. Upon awakening from his mind he saw his entire body which had some scratches on it, sitting on the ground he took out a porcelain bottle of heavenly water that had been added with some herbs to add to its efficacy.

He took a deep gulp and stuffed the porcelain bottle into his sleeve and put it into the back dimensional space.

A warm feeling flows from the throat following the itchiness in the area that has the incision mark, or, the scratch wound that originally released fresh blood was now blood on the wound drying up followed by a healing speed that could be seen with the naked eye, making the jingmi who saw it only dumbfounded.

He had never seen a medicine that had such a fast healing speed for ordinary people who did not have cultivation. Conscious of the shock he looked at his nona with sparkling eyes.

“what medicine did miss use?, nubi had never seen such an incredible healing speed as this” asked jingmi in surprise but could not hide his enthusiastic twinkle of his eyes.

"lately I often make herbal medicine, but do not know how the efficacy so do not tell jiejie" he said to give an excuse.

"miss is an Alchemist?" jingmi asked in a surprised tone but could not hide the twinkle in her eyes, which Azkia replied with a light nod.

"wonderful lady, does Miss tau become an alchemist a highly respected job" jingmo said in amazement as he talked about the alchemist.

"what's that?" azkia asked astonishedly.he did know that even an alchemist was highly respected in this world but he did not expect that watermelon.

in this world the law of the jungle prevailed, the strong preyed on the weak. An alchemist was indeed not cultivating like a cultivator in general, they would spend some of their time making the best pills.

there were some alchemists who cultivated like cultivators in their umun, but there were also those who preferred to sacrifice part of their lives to devote themselves completely to refining pills.

why was an alchemist more respected than a cultivator who possessed strength?, it was because the cultivation of a cultivator was aided with pills refined by an alchemist. pills were also beneficial for cultivators who wanted to break through to a higher level, for pills were able to reduce the risk of bottlenecks and failures in breakthroughs.

the high use value in addition to the difficulty of finding an alchemist who is able to refine pills adds value to one's reluctance to this profession.

'what was the previous owner of the body oppressed for not being an alchemist but a poison master?' inner Azkia wonder.

"sir, it has nothing to do with an alchemist being more respected than a poison master.In fact out there poison masters are more respected and feared because if offended poison masters must be prepared to bear the consequences, like being poisoned secretly because even though you can guess who poisoned him but no one is able to bear the consequences of offending the poison master himself.

usually a poison master born from a family of poison masters had already come into contact with the poison since childhood, those who from childhood have been accustomed to interacting with poison will have arrogant properties but they are also very careful. in contrast to those who study poison with a specific purpose or grow up in an organization that educates a poison master.

a person who learns poisons only for self-protection or to make a living and considers learning poisons only for mere survival skills, unlike a poison master who has lived with poison since childhood and relies on poison to survive.

in the book also noted the poison master himself is someone who is adept at making poisons and antidotes, he said, but there are some irresponsible parties who instead make a poison master as a very effective killing machine because it will not leave a trace.

but whether or not it is respected is a choice not depending on what the skill is but who has the expertise to be respected" Foxi's voice filled Azkia's mind. he explained that knowing his master was confused with the caste system in this world.

Azkia who heard foxi's explanation only bitterly smiled.

"right, instead of being disrespected but your heart is too soft to be respected" muttered Azkia smiling gently but there was sadness in her eyes, she felt great sympathy for the body selector before her.

'fine, since I'm already here I'll make those who hurt you know what it means to offend a top poisoner' his inner self with a grin at the corner of his lips.

- TB