Lord of the Secret Art!

"OK."

Flynn quickly agreed, and then felt that it was inappropriate, and said.

"Deputy Bureau, why don't you tell me the address and I can go there myself?"

It made him feel a little bit sorry for letting a deputy bureau chief run for his own affairs.

"Don't worry, I just have something to ask the person in charge there."

Lindy shook her head and said.

"okay."

Hearing that Lindy didn't come all the way for his own business, Flynn felt relieved.

In the afternoon, a white carriage pulled by two white horses carried Flynn and Lindy away from the Security Bureau.

After traveling for about twenty minutes, the carriage stopped in front of a building.

The whole body of the building is white, showing a spire shape, and there is a red cross sign at the entrance.

Looking inside, you can see men and women in white coats walking around from time to time.

This is a small hospital.

"in hospital?"

Flynn held the wooden box in his hand, which contained the materials needed to refine Wrangell's potion.

I was very surprised in my heart, I didn't expect that the place I was going to come to was actually a hospital.

"The secret art that can refine the secret art potion is the hand of the secret medicine, and the pre-occupation of this secret art is the pharmacist."

Lindy explained.

"No wonder."

Flynn suddenly realized.

Where is the best place for a mystic to hide his identity by practicing the mystic art of the Hand of Herbs?

Naturally, it is a hospital.

There is no better place than a hospital for a mystic who has a master pharmacist as a prerequisite.

And in such an environment, it is bound to be easier to train and find pharmacists who are suitable for practicing the secret art.

While talking, the two entered the hospital and did not continue talking, because most of the hospital were ordinary people who did not know the mystery.

The two went up the stairs of the hospital, but when they entered the top floor of the hospital, they were blocked by an iron gate.

After knocking on the door, a young woman in a white coat and ponytail came to the door and said.

"This floor is a non-open area, please go to the lower floor to find the corresponding department."

"We're looking for Christine."

Lindy said.

"You are looking for Teacher Christine, are you...?"

The young woman should be about the same age as Flynn, with brown hair, good looks, and a pair of very beautiful blue eyes.

she asked tentatively.

"Respect the mystery."

Lindy put her hands flat on her abdomen, bent slightly, and said.

"Respect the mystery."

Seeing Lindy like this, the young woman quickly put her hands on her abdomen, bent slightly and said.

This action and words are a common way for strangers to confirm their identities.

"Respect the mystery."

Seeing the two of them like this, Feilin guessed the purpose of the action, and quickly followed suit.

"You two please follow me."

The young woman opened the iron gate, led the way, brought Flynn and Lindy to a room, and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Christine, someone is visiting you."

"Please come in."

A woman's voice came from inside the room.

Pushing open the door, one sees a room that is covered with blankets, similar to a living room.

A huge crystal gas lamp is hung on the roof, surrounded by green potted plants, which seem to be medicinal herbs.

In the middle, several sofas are arranged around a coffee table.

Beside the sofa, there is a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was wearing a white coat, her brown hair was coiled up, and she had an elegant temperament.

At this time, the middle-aged woman had already stood up and looked at Flynn and Lindy who entered the door.

The middle-aged woman should be Christine.

"Miss Lindy, why come to me when you have time?"

Christine obviously knew Lindy, she said to Lindy.

"I'm here to ask for help. I need to refine a secret potion, but you know that the Constant City Branch of the Security Bureau does not have a secret magician who knows how to use secret potions."

Lindy explained her purpose.

"I said you should be very busy recently. Why did you come to me? It turned out to be because of this."

Christine nodded.

The mysterious organization she belongs to is called the Secret Medicine Association. Although it is only a medium-sized organization, because it is good at refining secret medicines, it is often asked for help by large organizations.

It was not once or twice that the Security Bureau sought help from the secret medicine association she belonged to, and she was not surprised by this.

Her eyes fell on Flynn.

"Who is this one?"

"This is Flynn Sox, a new member of the Security Bureau."

Lindy said.

"Is he the super talent that caused the competition some time ago?"

Christine had heard of the name Flynn Sox.

According to her knowledge, some time ago, Flynn Suokes caused a lot of competition from mysterious associations, and finally Flynn Sox was recruited by the Security Bureau.

She wasn't jealous of that.

The secret medicine association she belonged to did not participate in the competition for Felin Sox, because the secret medicine association had strict restrictions on the types of master-level qualifications, and only accepted people with master-level pharmacist talent.

"It is indeed him."

Lindy nodded, then looked at the young woman who was leading the way and said.

"I haven't congratulated you yet, I have accepted another student."

"Thanks."

Christine said thanks.

The practice of the secret art and the hand of the secret medicine is different from the ordinary secret art. It is far from enough to have the secret art book. Without the guidance of a high-level mystic master who has practiced the same kind of secret art, it is difficult to really enter this field.

Therefore, in the secret medicine association, the teacher will guide the students to lead the newly joined mystics to enter this field as soon as possible.

"What potion do you want to refine?"

"Wrangell Potion."

Lindy said.

"Wangel's potion is a potion needed for the enlightenment ceremony of the eye of appraisal. It needs the blood of the user, and the collection time cannot exceed half an hour."

"You should know the refining conditions of Wrangell's potion. Why didn't you bring the person who will take Wrangell's potion?"

Christine asked suspiciously.

"He is."

Lindy looked at Flynn and said.

"Isn't he practicing the mystical spear of the secret technique, isn't it...?"

Christine was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Flynn in disbelief, and looked at Flynn up and down.

After practicing the Mystic Spear, he is going to practice the Eye of Mystic Art Appraisal, which means that Flynn Sox has two kinds of mystic talents.

Two kinds of mystic talents, which are one of the necessary talents for the realm above the twelve rings.

With this kind of talent, it means that Flynn Suokes has the possibility to reach the realm above the twelfth ring.

Although I have heard the rumors, I know that Flynn Sox has trained his marksmanship to the master level in two years, and his talent is extremely high.

But now it seems that the outside world still underestimated Flynn Sox's talent.

Withholding her appreciative gaze, she said with a smile,

"If the old Nick of the Gold Society knew about it, he would probably regret it. He actually missed such a talent."

"Please keep it a secret."

Lindy asked.

This was one of the reasons why she came here with Flynn.

"Don't worry, I've always kept my clients' information secret."

Christine nodded, then looked at the young woman who had just led Flynn and Lindy and said.

"Helen, remember not to spread the conversation just now."

"I know, I will never tell the outside world."

Helen Mechel, who was looking at Flynn in shock, quickly looked at her teacher and assured her.

While speaking, she couldn't help but glance at Flynn again.

This person, who was close to his own age, had trained his marksmanship to the master level in two years, and once attracted large-scale forces such as the Golden Association and the Kingdom Security Bureau to compete for it.

In her opinion, this is already very powerful.

But I don't think that the other party's talent is not only that, not only has a super talent, but also has two kinds of secret skills talent which is extremely rare.

Seeing that Helen Mechel couldn't help looking at Flynn, her eyes were full of curiosity.

Christine couldn't help saying "It's nice to be young" in her heart, and then said.

"Helen, Wrangell's potion is a Type I potion. I have already taught you how to make it, so you can make this Wrangell's potion."

"Me? No, no, teacher, I'm not skilled enough, I'm afraid I will fail."

Helen Mechel was startled when she heard that the teacher actually asked her to refine Wrangell's potion, and shook her head repeatedly.

"It doesn't matter if you fail. I have the materials needed for Wrangell's potion here. If you fail, just refine it again."

"Don't worry about failure. There is no way to refine medicine without failure. The me back then also came through failure."

Christine said encouragingly.

"But."

Helen Mechel still hesitated.

"This is the task I gave you. Go ahead and take Mr. Flynn to the refining room to refine Wrangell's potion."

Christine said in an undeniable tone.

"is teacher."

Seeing what the teacher said, knowing that she couldn't refuse, Helen Mechel had no choice but to agree.

The two walked out of the room, and Flynn stretched out his hand and said.

"Let's get to know each other formally. I'm Flynn Sox from the Kingdom Security Bureau."

"Hello, hello, I'm from the Secret Medicine Association... Helen Mechel."

Fearing that she would be considered neglectful, Helen quickly reached out and shook hands with Flynn.

After saying hello, Flynn followed Helen to a room with various glassware and instruments.

Some of these glassware are like measuring cylinders in previous lives, triangular cups in previous lives, and test tubes in previous lives...

Some of the instruments are like the tray balance in the previous life, some are like the alcohol lamp in the previous life, and some are like the thermometer in the previous life...

Flynn almost thought he was back in the chemistry class in his previous life.

"Well, Mr. Flynn, I want to take a little of your blood, about five drops will do."

Helen came to Flynn's side and made a sound, interrupting Flynn's thoughts that were falling into a sigh.

I saw her holding a test tube in one hand and a thin needle in the other.

Not far away was a container of alcohol, in which she had sterilized the needles just now.

"okay."

Flynn reached out his hand cooperatively.

Compared with the enlightenment ceremony of the mysterious gun, using a dagger to bleed oneself, this is undoubtedly much gentler.

laugh!

Helen stabbed the fingertip of Flynn's index finger with a thin needle, piercing a small hole in the tip of Flynn's index finger, and immediately blood flowed out from the small hole.

She reached out to hold Flynn's index finger, and squeezed Flynn's index finger.

At this moment, she showed unusual concentration.

It was completely different from the flustered look just now, as if he was a different person.

Because she was too close, Flynn could already smell the fragrance on her body.