Witch Alchemist

"Your Highness, the young brothers just now seem to be from the Black Blade Clan!"

After a while, an accompanying guard left the crowd and rode a swift dragon to catch up with the convoy.

The head of the guard came up, approached the princess's car, and reported in a low voice.

"The Black Blade Clan...

Is it the clan of the Black Blade Sword Saint who once participated in the Blood Moon War and killed powerful enemies as a mortal and finally became a demigod hero?"

Princess Maggie said in a low voice.

"Yes, after hundreds of years, it has finally declined...

I once thought that this clan was completely extinct and there was no successor."

The shaman next to him said.

"Some time ago, it seemed to have really been extinct, but the Luker brothers did not die, but killed their enemies a few years later.

Later, the elder brother of the pair of brothers defeated the lion Ryan, the pigman Wilbur and other powerful men one after another, and came all the way to Lamlion..."

The head of the guard said in a low voice.

"It seems that their strength should not be underestimated. They should have received a call to participate in the Beast God Festival in two years and enter the trial ground."

"Find a few guards to keep an eye on them. If they can successfully complete my task, it means that they have certain strength and are trustworthy.

When the time comes, please send an invitation for me."

Hearing this, the shaman was slightly surprised: "Princess, do you want to recruit them?"

This seems to be Princess Maggie's sudden idea, but it is not uncommon in the orc world.

Even as a princess of the empire, she needs to have her own subordinates and power.

"This pair of brothers has a promising future. Maybe after a period of time, they will shine in the Blood Trial and be awarded the position of general.

By then, military power and power will be under your control.

In addition, building a good relationship with these heroes may also help Yannis in the Blood Trial..."

Talking about her lover, Princess Maggie showed a bit of tenderness on her face.

The shaman and the guard leader nodded without saying much.

…

“What bad luck! I was assigned a mission for no reason. There is no benefit to be gained!”

A few days later, in the suburbs outside the city.

On a remote and uninhabited hilltop.

Luker accompanied Roy to squat in a place where the wyverns might come and go, complaining.

Roy ignored his complaints and recalled the information he had found.

The wyverns are a large sub-dragon creature in the orc world.

It is said that they have the bloodline of dragons and are distant relatives with a weaker blood relationship.

In many worlds, this kind of creature is regarded as the servant and guard of the dragon, and is a lower race of the dragon.

But no matter what, it is also an existence with a trace of dragon blood.

Just with the word "dragon" in their names, they have a strong body that most flying monsters can't reach, and the ability to spit venom.

They are just at the bottom of the sub-dragons, but they can definitely be called the sky tyrant in the low-middle magic world.

Adult wyverns have elite templates among first-level creatures, and even ordinary heroes are not easy to deal with.

Roy knew that if he wanted to gain the attention of Princess Maggie and have a chance to get close to her, he had to show some ability.

Killing this large monster was indeed an opportunity to show off.

At this moment, a pair of huge figures flew over from the distant sky, approached, and slowly descended.

Roy jumped up and attacked with a cold sword energy through the air.

The bone-chilling coldness brought by the second-level gem froze half of the wyvern's body.

The wyvern felt unbearable pain, and its body seemed to be hanging by a heavy object and slowly fell down.

Luker cooperated and rushed up in one step.

With a swish, the long sword passed.

The huge body like a pterosaur was quickly cut with a shocking wound.

"Success!"

Roy showed joy on his face, turned around in the air, and suddenly hung in the air, and faced the other smaller dragons rushing towards him with a sword.

Soon, those flying dragons were killed by his sword.

"Success!"

"It seems to be a whole nest of flying dragons. If they were not sneak attacked but entangled on the ground, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to deal with them!"

"Don't worry about it, just deal with them and get back to the task."

Roy planned to keep the flying dragon corpses for himself, take them back to the secret base in the cave, and throw them to the mimic meat mushrooms for digestion.

Maybe, he can also get their blood factor information for cloning and replication.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

He now realizes more and more that this mimic meat mushroom he accidentally obtained has a unique advantage in the field of blood.

Because normally, it is very difficult to completely clone a creature and crack and copy all the blood factor information.

But the mimic meat mushroom is completely based on mushrooms and artificial meat as a basic template, which can carry a lot of useful information and eliminate useless information.

The creatures created in this way are not really some kind of object, but the anthropomorphic form of meat mushrooms, or anthropomorphic form.

This can give them one or two very practical biological characteristics, and perhaps in time, they can create a good alchemical life variety.

And the wyvern can provide a template for air units.

For him now, it is still very useful.

…

Not long after, Roy deliberately asked his men to parade the bodies of the wyverns through the streets, and then used the channels of merchants to dispose of them in a low-key manner.

A few days later, Princess Maggie sent someone to invite him.

"What does she mean?"

Luker was a little confused and said in a humming voice.

"Why bother so much, won't you know when you go?"

Roy vaguely guessed the other party's intention, but pretended not to know.

Luker nodded as if he understood, and had to follow him to the banquet.

"You two are both rare talents, but you come from the grassroots and have not yet held any official positions, so it is not easy for you to serve the empire...

I don't know, are you interested in becoming my follower and serving me?"

As expected, Princess Maggie personally threw out an olive branch.

Luker looked surprised, and he didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity.

"For us common orcs, the right path is to participate in the Beast God Festival and pass the Blood Trial!"

Roy refused lightly, and he did not take the wealth and power that was within his reach into consideration.

Lucer was moved and could not help but glance at him.

No, brother, you are serious.

Such a good opportunity, you don't want it even if it's delivered to your door?

He didn't know that this trick was called playing hard to get.

Before Roy went out, he sprayed a lot of friendly fragrance to increase his charm, dressed up well, and designed his image and temperament carefully.

All this was to quickly enter the high-end circle through the back door of the tiger princess.

How could he really refuse?