Almighty Alchemist

In the alchemy laboratory in the castle tower, Xiu Yi was playing with the magic crystal communication ball.

In the crystal ball, Nancy's smile appeared.

"Are you alone in the valley?" Huey asked Nancy.

"Oh, I'm not alone. With Paddy to accompany me, I will never have to worry about being lonely." Nancy replied with a smile. She hugged little Paddy and greeted Huey by holding his chubby little hand. "It's just that it's not convenient to go out. If you want to go shopping in the town, you have to walk a long way through the mountains."

"I'm really sorry, Nancy, I know I've wronged you during this period of time, but the materials in my hand are a bit tight at the moment, and the cost of making a temporary teleportation array is too high. I'm looking for a suitable and safe place to make a fixed teleportation array, so that you can use the teleportation array to visit Winnington when you're bored."

"It's okay, at least during this time, I don't need the city." Nancy answered very understandingly.

The little guy got tired after playing for a while, and Nancy put the child to sleep, and then said to Xiuyi: "The cat's eye flower bloomed yesterday, and I collected everything I could, but the Devil May Cry vine only squeezed out four drops of vine juice. The water and soil in this area are not suitable for this kind of dark-loving creatures. However, the dragon's tendrils are growing well. I used your method to cultivate a few new ones."

"Nice job, Nancy. These magic plants have high requirements for growth and are not easy to cultivate. I didn't expect you to learn so quickly and do so well."

"It's all thanks to your teaching. I learned how to make a powder according to the alchemy notes you left some time ago. It seems that I will be able to help you more soon."

"You will become a good assistant, maybe not just an assistant." Xiuyi laughed.

"I hope so. Oh, it's time to water some weeping weeds, and I'll take care of them."

"Then see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After finishing the communication, Huey walked out of the laboratory.

Standing on the castle grounds, he looked at the steamer mist above his head.

He was a little surprised, why there is a thick fog all year round in the Fog Hidden Castle.

Could these fogs also be a means by which Electra hides the castle? If so, how did Electra do it? Perhaps because of the magic circle nearby, Xiu Yi could clearly feel that the magic power in this area was very strong.

This is of great benefit to his cultivation.

It's just that Xiu Yi wants to find the cause and effect relationship, rather than simply enjoying the result.

The process of pursuing knowledge is actually more satisfying than using knowledge.

Just when Xiuyi was thinking, Lilith came.

"Chakle's secret letter." She handed Xiu Yi an envelope.

When Xiu Yi opened the letter, she was slightly taken aback.

"Is something wrong, Huey?"

"Baron Harden of South Well Town was instigated by Raschel to come to Winnington. According to Chakle, Raschel planned to use them as bait to catch me."

"Baron Harden?" Lilith vaguely remembered that Xiu told him that before going to Purgatory Island, he had worked as a servant in the baron's house for three years: "Are they important to you?"

"If it's about the former Xiu Yiglaer... then it should be a very important person." Xiu Yi said leisurely.

Whether Baron Harden's family is important to him or not, Xiuyi himself feels a little confused about this issue.

From a rational point of view, the current Huey doesn't know Baron Harden. He never had any interaction with them.

But Hugh Igleser's childhood memories still exist, and those pictures of life sometimes often appear in his mind.

The real Xiu Yiglaer is absolutely grateful to the Harden family.

That kind of feeling, even the current self, can clearly feel it.

So much so that when the surname Harden was mentioned, he could feel the warm current jumping out from the depths of his heart, gradually flooding his whole body.

It was as if the disappeared young soul was reminding himself in his own unique way that it was someone who cared about him and was worth cherishing.

He couldn't tell whether this feeling was a remnant of the original Hugh Igles' feeling, or the residual warmth of the new life after being affected by it. But no matter what, when he recalled the episode of Hugh Igleser's childhood, and remembered the baroness's caring love for little Huey, this memory alone had already made him have a good impression of the baron's family.

But now, Raschel, the old hound, has set his mind on the Harden family.

"What's wrong with you, Xiuyi?" Lilith noticed that her sweetheart was in a trance.

"Ah, I'm fine, I just remembered some old things from my childhood. The Harden couple treated me very well and used to take good care of me."

"What is Raschel going to do to them?"

Xiu Yi briefly talked about Raschel's plan: "It's a very cunning plan, but I won't let Raschel succeed. Those who have a grudge must take revenge, and those who have a grudge must complain, but at the same time, those who have a kindness must also repay their kindness. No matter which Hugh Igleser it is, since this feeling exists, it must be faced."

"What do you mean no matter which Xiu Yi is? Are there still two Xiu Yiglare in this world?"

"Of course, a simple boy before Purgatory Island, and a terrifying demon from hell after Purgatory Island." Xiu Yi chuckled: "Do you believe it? I used to be as simple as an angel."

Lilith leaned forward and put her arms around Xiu Yi's waist: "Whether it's an angel or a devil, I only like the current Xiu Yi."

This was the first time that Lilith spoke out her heart openly, but under the current situation, she spoke naturally, boldly and without restraint.

She just looked at Xiu Yi with big sparkling eyes, expecting his reply.

Huey's answer was simple.

He lightly kissed Lilith on the lips: "I have to think about how to deal with this matter. Raschel will deal with the Harden family, and he probably won't do it so soon. We still have time to prepare. The current top priority is to solve the problem of the ball, and the second is to solve the Earl of Weston. Have you found any clues about the warrior I asked you to investigate?"

"Not yet." Lilith was a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, no one came out of nowhere. That warrior is very dangerous. I can feel it. Before he entered the Rose Manor, there must be some background. Check it carefully, there will be clues. Let's focus on the ball first. I have a hunch that this time the ball will probably be very lively."

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Rose Manor.

In Earl Weston's alchemy laboratory.

He was holding a stirring rod, carefully stirring the green liquid in front of a cauldron.

The medicine evaporated into a mist, and Earl Weston took a small medicine bottle from his hand a little nervously.

A series of soft spells were chanted from his mouth. Under the effect of the spells, the mist formed by these medicines billowed in the air for a while, and then went into the bottle.

Under the action of magic, a large amount of cyan smoke was compressed into a smoke ball, rolling in the medicine bottle like a billow of air.

This is the unique secret method invented by the Earl himself, the Qi refining method. The essence of the potion he condensed was not in the potion itself, but in the gas produced by the potion.

The poison essence extracted by this method has already greatly weakened its medicinal properties, but the benefit is that the poison penetrates slowly but unstoppably into the bone marrow.

After collecting the mist, Earl Weston looked at the herbs in the crucible with regret, and stopped smelting the medicine.

The medicine in the crucible was collected by him after a long time of effort. After this time of condensing, it can no longer be used.

"It seems that this is the only way to go." Earl Weston turned around with a little helplessness.

Behind him, the warrior named Keith took the medicine bottle carefully, and his eyes under the iron mask showed fanatical solemnity.

"I have done a good job, thank you very much for your help, Earl Weston."

"What I promised you has been completed, what about what you promised me?"

"If you mean Christine, I am at your service at any time, my lord Earl."

"No, you know that's not what I mean. What I want is the Book of Darkness!" The count was a little annoyed at Keith's pretentiousness.

The samurai shrugged and threw a small thin-skinned book to the count: "It is a good thing to be willing to fall into the arms of the God of Darkness. But although the Lord of Darkness is powerful, it is not tolerated by the world. You are a very useful chess piece. If you position yourself as an alchemist, it is actually far more important than mastering the power of darkness."

"That's the question I have to think about. You should know that every alchemist has turned from a love of magic to an alchemist at the beginning. Why should I continue to be an alchemist when I have a way to become a magician? This is the choice every alchemist will make!" The earl replied firmly.

"But not everyone will choose to become a dark mage."

"The power of darkness is the supreme existence, and I will do anything for it!" Touching the little book, the count's eyes became more and more excited and fanatical.

He raised his head and looked at Keith: "It's a good cooperation. Tomorrow is the day of the ball in the Misty Castle, and that bitch Christine will be there. Are you interested in going to the ball with me?"

"To watch the excitement? Or to create excitement?"

"If there is excitement, we enjoy it. If there is no excitement, we create it," replied the Count.

The samurai thought for a while, nodded and said, "I am happy to accompany you."

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After a busy day's work, Raschel also felt a little exhausted.

"Oh, after all, I'm getting older, and my energy is not as strong as before." The old hound couldn't help sighing.

To deal with a lot of official business every day, even with Raschel's extraordinary mind, it feels a bit overwhelming.

There was an aggressive knock on the door, but Raschel didn't lift his head: "Come in."

A follower walked in.

"Is there a problem?"

"Mr. Raschel, the Director wants me to tell you that you will be fully responsible for the work of the department tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh? Why?" Raschel couldn't help but hesitate.

"It's like this, Mr. Director is invited to a ball."

"What dance?"

"It was a dance held at the Misty Castle. As you know, sir, it was originally the director's property. The guests bought the director's property and wanted to invite the director to the dance, but the director didn't care about it. Although the dance was held at night, as an important guest, the director needs to arrive early."

"The castle hidden in the fog? The death castle of the alchemist?"

"Yes, sir."

"That's interesting, do you know which family bought the place?"

"I heard it's a family called Dardanelles. Oh yes, they seem to be from Royo City. Maybe you know them, sir?"

At that moment, the expression on Raschel's face was quite wonderful.

"You mean Sisther Darnell bought the Castle of the Misty?" he yelled.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm not sure about the name of the owner of that family."

Raschel lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he said, "Go and tell the director, I hope to get his permission to attend this ball later tomorrow night."

"Yes, Sir Raschel."

"besides……"

"What else is there, sir?"

"Prepare a post for me, and then choose a few gifts, and send them to the Castle of Misty Hidden, and say that it is my Raschel's congratulations on the arrival of the Dardanelles."

"Good sir."

"Tell them I'm bringing some friends."

"Yes, sir."

"Finally, go to the West City Hotel, find a couple named Harden, and ask them if they are interested in going to the dance with me."

"Understood, sir."

The entourage left, Raschel sat in his seat, his cloudy eyes narrowed into a straight line.

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The promised burst, finally did.

very tired.

During this period, throughout March, the state was ups and downs and very unstable. Sometimes it is 15,000 a day, and sometimes I can't write a word in two days.

From yesterday to today, my whole body felt like I was sick, my head was dizzy and heavy.

My eyes are dizzy when I look at things.

Suddenly, it seemed that I didn't care about anything. I left the computer and went outside for a few days.

Don't force yourself to write.

Writing is joy, writing is pain.

Happiness is because you like it, and pain is because there is pressure on the burden and you cannot escape it.

I said this not to complain, but to say something, so that everyone can know it is wrong.

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