Almighty Alchemist

"Lord Lancelot, when you read this letter, I believe you are already thousands of miles away.

I'm sorry I lied to you, I didn't send you to Winrington. In fact, it is impossible, because there is no corresponding teleportation circle established there, and I cannot achieve accurate teleportation in the absence of spatial positioning, so I can only teleport you to an approximate location.

Believe that with your ability, you will not encounter any danger.

Weird right? why should i lie to you

Maybe you are not surprised, maybe you have already guessed the answer.

Yes, everyone has the right to try to survive, and there's no reason I can't see what's going on on the island. It's just that whether you, or others, are blinded by desire, you don't want to believe what might happen.

But it does happen.

I want to leave the island of purgatory.

Or rather than just leaving, before I leave, I will completely destroy this sinful place, which is why I want to trick you into leaving.

I don't want to deal with you, my lord, if I want to kill you, I have too many ways to do it all. As you said, force does not mean everything. In many cases, it is not necessary to use force to kill a person.

But I don't want that, my lord. You are my first teacher in martial arts, you taught me and taught me, even if that is not your original intention, but I still think you are an excellent person, a good person. It's a pity that you lack the courage that a warrior should have. You dare not fight against the powerful, and you can't let go of your worries.

But I am different. I believe that a person's strength is not only proved by the sword in his hand, but the most important thing is whether he has a heart that belongs to the strong.

My lord, you already have the strength of a strong star, but you still lack the heart of a strong man, so this time, you lost to me, and I spared your life.

If nothing else happens, my lord, you should be in the southern part of the Lance Empire, and in a day's time, I will leave Purgatory Island and appear elsewhere. Under normal circumstances, I don't think we'll see each other again, and there's no need for you to go back to Lian Lian.

Within a day, this place will be reduced to rubble.

If the Lance Empire knew you were alive, they would not let you go.

So please do it yourself. With the strength of your star powerhouse, you can obtain a better life for yourself without having to work for the empire.

I hope you're not so foolish as to throw yourself into a trap.

Don't come to me, Lord Lancelot, this is a reminder and a piece of advice.

Whether you believe it or not, when we meet again, I have enough strength to kill you, and at that time, I will not show mercy.

So take this deceit and exile as the price of freedom, for no one can get anything without paying some price. You are so, Hines is so, and so am I.

Even the Lance Empire... is no exception.

Good luck.

Hugh Igleser. "

Folding the letter paper, Lancelot let out a long breath.

The letter shocked him, but not the slightest.

He wasn't surprised at all that Hugh Igles had noticed the island's secrets long ago, just as Hines wasn't surprised either.

Desire blinds reason, but always reveals Gu at the last moment. Whether it is winning or losing, the mind has already been prepared.

For the Lance Empire, everything that is about to come will be a disaster. They lost the test base they relied on to dominate and invested countless manpower and material resources to build it. But for Lancelot, this is indeed a good thing.

Without Purgatory Island, the burden in my heart can be let go.

He is still young, only forty years old, and he is already a star warrior.

He still has a lot of time to explore and create his own brilliance.

why not? In the case where things have come to this.

Lancelot thought about it.

He smiled wryly.

Hugh Igleser was right, after all, he still lacked the heart of a strong man, so that even the process of obtaining freedom was full of coercion and helplessness.

"Thank you, Hugh Iglesel. I think we'll meet again someday, hopefully not as enemies," he said to himself.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, then he stood up and walked towards the distance.

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Every day at noon, Raschel is used to going to a small wine shop 500 meters away to have a drink, order a few small dishes, and slowly taste the taste of leisure.

Although he is not usually very busy.

Although the work of the Legal Affairs Department sounds tense and exciting, but most of the time, you are faced with trivial matters.

For example, the pig raised by a certain uncle was lost, or the kitten raised by a certain nobleman climbed under the tree and could not come back.

Sometimes he really hopes that some big cases will happen in Shenzhen and Hong Kong, so that he can show his talents well.

Alas, I really miss the case of seven years ago. In order to possess his mistress forever, a sixth-level warrior killed his mistress's man, a nobleman. After that, he began to flee all the way, killing people all the way.

The samurai was finally captured at Warrington, and he himself, who captured him then, was promoted.

At that time, many people didn't understand why a small second-level warrior could catch that cunning sixth-level warrior. You must know that in order to catch him, the General Administration of Legal Affairs dispatched four seventh-level warriors and three detective mages, but he escaped many times in the end.

It was truly the most glorious experience of my life.

Oh, by the way, there was also the serial girl rape and murder case 23 years ago, which was also a very difficult case, and it was also solved by myself. Speaking of it, it was a big case that he solved shortly after he became an agent of the Legal Affairs Bureau. Unfortunately, the murderer was saved by some powerful forces, and he didn't get any awards for it. What a corrupt bureaucracy.

Of course, corrupt bureaucrats are everywhere. A red-eyed officer deliberately found fault with him because he was jealous of his talent and dispatched him from Winnington to Shenzhen and Hong Kong. Although he became the local chief of security, in fact it would be very difficult for him to have a future in such a remote seaport.

He really doesn't care about promotion. To Raschel, only those cunning and fierce opponents are of interest to him. Although it is called the hound of the empire by outsiders, in fact, Raschel himself likes the hound job very much. He paid no heed to the contempt the title implied. Quite the contrary, he believes that hobby makes career—he loves being a hound.

It's a pity that it is becoming more and more difficult to meet a difficult and valuable opponent now. Thinking of this, Raschel let out a helpless sigh.

Outside the tavern, an agent from the Jurisdiction Department was poking around outside. After seeing Raschel, he thought about it but didn't dare to come in. He could only shout outside: "Master Raschel, the director is looking for you."

"Didn't I say that? I hate people disturbing me at this time." Raschel replied lazily.

"Yes...that's how it is. There is a big case that requires you to act."

"Big case?" Raschel immediately came to his senses, he hurried out and shouted, "What case is it?"

"I don't know, my lord. All I know is that Lord Chuckley is coming. He wants the Commissioner to send his best agent to follow him at once."

"Chakle? That land samurai who goes out to sea every month?" Raschel immediately realized that there was really a big case this time.

In the Legal Affairs Office, Raschel finally saw the golden armored warrior who always looked proud. But this time, Chakle's face was already full of panic, fear and helplessness.

After seeing Raschel, Chakle immediately said: "Mr. Raschel, the following are all the top secrets of the empire. I want you to swear that you must use your life to ensure the existence of this secret, and you are not allowed to leak a single bit."

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PS: Sorry for the small number of words in this chapter. Because my habit is to have one content for each chapter. When the speech is finished, it is finished, and the word count is never considered. It was so before, and it is so now. Even if it is on the shelves, there will be no habit of not having enough words to make up the whole number. Therefore, the number of chapters is often very unstable. There are as many as seven or eight thousand words, and some are only two to three thousand words.

Plus, it explodes when it hits the shelves. However, there is also no such thing as a manuscript not being published and waiting to be put on the shelf.

Because the number of words on the shelves has long been determined. I'm breaking out now, but it's just putting it on the shelves in advance. It's impossible for me to blow up hundreds of thousands of manuscripts for free, and then I don't know what to do after they are put on the shelves.

Explain these two points clearly to everyone. Thank you for your continued support.