Nothing could have prepared Liam for how far his Master not-Master would have pushed his directives. He knew the Alchemy Elder had meant every word, but what came next bordered on realms beyond mere obsession.
Liam did nothing but practice with logs during the private lesson. The same also went for the following ones, and things didn't end there.
The privacy of Liam's cave vanished once those lessons began, since he started receiving logs and piles of books alongside the daily food deliveries.
In mere days, Liam's small cave became cramped with wood and pages upon pages containing all kinds of information that went from the basic Kingdom's layout to endless lists of alchemical materials.
As if that weren't bad enough, the Alchemy Elder always interrogated Liam during the private lessons, alternating questions with the cane.
