The following day, Phyllis and Ria split up and left the Tree Castle in different directions. Leah heads east to the city gate to make an announcement, while Phyllis takes Darko west to the slave market in the direction of the Mercenary Guild to select orcs for competition.

St. Yale's city was huge, a few kilometers from the residential area where the tree fort was located to the Alchemy Guild, and Phyllis pulled Dacko tightly, and after passing through a few small alleys, he came to a populous shopping street.

Although Darko walked around with Phyllis on his back all day yesterday, his focus has always been on Phyllis, and in order to create a world of two, Phyllis also picks the sparsely populated inner area of the fence for Darko to walk in circles. It wasn't until this time, in the bustling streets of the city, that Darko saw the sights of St. Yale.

In the year 3045, during the turbulent period of the middle of the Demon Revolution, the Holy Magister Yale gathered more than a dozen of the most powerful alchemists in the entire plane to propose and found the Alchemy Guild, and the city where the headquarters was later located was named after him. Immediately after the establishment of St. Yale's city, it became a sacred place for all auxiliary professions in the plane.

All the disintegrators, herbalists, apothecaries, enchanters, inscriptionists, forgers, and jewelers in the plane will yearn for St. Yale, because they have problems in their profession that cannot be answered elsewhere, but St. Yale will definitely have them. Because there is the largest group of alchemists here, and the most complete alchemy research system.

St. Yale's city is worthy of being named after St. Yale, and the streets here alone are longer than any city Darko has ever visited, and the roads on the streets are more than 20 meters wide, which is extremely atmospheric. The wide streets were bustling with people, and when Darko looked past, all he could see was black heads. People of different ethnicities, dressed in all kinds of costumes, are constantly flowing through the streets, and there is almost no place for such a wide road. Darko stared blankly at the street corner for a moment, until he was dragged by Phyllis, and then he came to his senses and walked forward.

After walking for a while, Darko couldn't help but admire, St. Yale was worthy of being the headquarters of the Alchemy Guild, and he had only walked less than a hundred meters away, and he had already found dozens of alchemy-related shops on both sides of the street. There are huge shops that are nearly 10 meters wide and are only two stories tall and have narrow foyers, but the entrance of each shop is constantly bustling with people coming and going. Among these people are alchemists with badges on their chests, adventurers in various equipment, and of course, ordinary people who can't see their identities.

Darko looked around as he walked, his heart getting more and more excited, he had never seen so many alchemical goods. This is just one of the dozen or so commercial streets in St. Yale's city, and there are so many alchemy shops, and at a glance, you can see so many people engaged in related industries. Both the atmosphere and the number of people are a hundred times stronger than the Academy of Magic!Many of the shops along the way are selling high-end items such as various alchemy materials or alchemy props, which is rare in other towns.

While in the Mercury Plane, Darko had to search the entire town to find a shop that sold parchment, and five out of ten shops in St. Yale's city would display a pile of parchment at the door, along with various magic plants, magic metals, alchemy materials, and even the occasional ground magic ink and decomposed magic essence.

Dakko was overwhelmed and wanted to go in and have a good look. Phyllis saw Darko's thoughts, smiled and tugged at his sleeve, "It's all rags here, don't waste your time here, the further you go in the direction of the city center, the better things will be, and you can wander around again." ”

In this way, Darko was dragged by Phyllis by the sleeve and walked in the direction of the Alchemy Guild. Along the way, Darko noticed from the conversations of passers-by that many people were discussing the upcoming Alchemy Grand Prix with great interest, as if it had become a part of their lives.

As Darko and Phyllis went along the way, the items in the shops on both sides became better and better, both in terms of type and quality, and a few shops sold alchemy products, including a variety of magic scrolls and enchanted equipment.

In one shop, there is a humanoid alchemy puppet placing things, which looks very flexible, and in another shop, there is also an alchemy puppet, but it is a half-length puppet, taking out pieces of animal skins from the lime water, putting them on the ground, and it is actually making parchment! Dakko can see from afar that it is just the most ordinary first-order parchment, but even this is enough to shock Dako. In his understanding, alchemy puppets were a kind of war machinery that was not very cost-effective, but he didn't expect that they could partially replace human labor.

Gradually, the decoration of the shops on both sides of the street became more and more upscale, and Daktronics knew that the things sold inside were also getting more and more high-end. During this time, he also saw more alchemy puppets, some cleaning, some sorting things, and some carrying goods. After observing along the way, Dacko gradually realized that although alchemy puppets can replace many people's jobs, there are some things that they can't replace because they don't have a mind. The alchemy golem can take out the hides that have been soaked for a certain period of time, but they don't know that the concentration of lime water will drop when the soaked hides are more, and they need to soak them for a longer time or add lime. Alchemy puppets are dead creatures after all, they can only carry out artificially set procedures, and they do not have their own minds, so they do not know how to create.

Passing by the door of a store, Daktros suddenly saw something familiar in the store and hurriedly stopped to look over. Seeing that it was an alchemy puppet with a blue-gray hue, Darko carefully looked at the limbs and pivot parts of this alchemy puppet, and finally determined that this was the same style as the alchemy puppet in the Adamantite Prison!

Darko had learned from Master Gambia in the Adamantite Prison that the identity of the designer of this alchemical golem was extraordinary, so he was surprised to see it again here. Involuntarily, Dakko slowly walked towards the store.

A young man in the shop saw Dakko enter, and asked with a smile, "Welcome, this shop sells all kinds of alchemy puppets and restoration work, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Are you the alchemy master Deringer?" Darko had been cultivating the alchemy puppet for more than a month, and he was very familiar with the name engraved on it, so he blurted out.

"Huh, how do you know my name, do we know each other?" the young man looked at Dacko quizzically.

"Hey, it's you!Dellinger!" Phyllis cried out in surprise at the sight of the young man, "so you're still doing business here." ”

"Are you, Miss Nike Remmons? You're getting prettier, growing up a lot more than you did four years ago. The young man recognized Phyllis and laughed.

Phyllis jumped to Darker's side, looked around Dellinger's shop, and asked, "Do you want to participate in this tournament?" Well, it's a pity that you're also an inscriptionist, otherwise we would have allowed you to join our team. ”

"Hehe, our last team is very good friends, of course we have to continue to participate this time, although there is no place for the forger this time, but we are still a team that should not be underestimated. Deringer looked confident, and he used his hand to compare his height around his waist, "In the last session, you were only so tall, and you ran around behind your brother's ass every day, and this time you can compete on your own? ”

"Hey, he's 17 now!" Phyllis wrestled her fist before she remembered to ask Darko, "How do you know Dellinger? You haven't raced in the last Grand Prix." ”

Darko pointed to the alchemy golem beside him, "I have seen this alchemy puppet in the Quatisoft Prison on the Mercury plane, it is exactly the same, and the Adamantite used on this puppet seems to be produced by the Adamantite Prison." ”

De Ringer was very surprised, "This puppet was made by one of the ancestors of the family five hundred years ago, Wesley De Ringer for the Adamantite Prison, and some of these alchemy golems had flaws in casting and enchanting, so he brought them back and have been used to this day, I didn't expect you to recognize them." ”

Although Darko already knew that these puppets had been in place when the Adamantite Prison was established, it was still a shock to hear it from Dellinger again. The power of time is the most powerful, and the more delicate things as alchemy machinery, the more difficult it is to stop the destruction of time, and the alchemy puppets that can carry hundreds of years are already extremely powerful existences.

Darko looked closely at the alchemy golem, and sure enough, he noticed that one of its arms could not move, apparently due to a flaw in the joint during the casting process. Although it is an inferior alchemy puppet, it has always been well maintained in this shop, unlike the Adamantite Prison, which needs to fight often, so it has been preserved and still looks beautiful.

Dellinger sighed and asked expectantly, "I'm afraid there aren't many of those puppets that can function normally now, right?"

"Gree......" Darko didn't say anything for a while, because the puppets had all been reimbursed by VitB12.

Seeing Darko's reaction, Dellinger also guessed something, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity that no one in the family can reach the level of Wesley's alchemy, and I have only reached the master level in inscription technology." ”

"Hey, don't pretend to be pathetic in front of me!, I won't show mercy to your team in a Grand Prix!" Phyllis called out playfully, interrupting Dellinger's thoughts.

Dehringer's eyes lit up, and he knew that Phyllis was cheering him up, so he pulled himself together again, "Of course!

Saying goodbye to Dellinger, Darko and Phyllis continued to walk in the direction of the Alchemy Guild, and Darko couldn't help but ask very curiously, "This Dellinger is also a contestant, is he very powerful?"

"It's just a master of inscriptions, and that's how it is. Phyllis waved her hand disdainfully, "His team members are a mess of ugly men and ugly women, but they are quite strong together, and they lost to George in the final last time and finished second." ”

The rules of the Alchemy Grand Prix only restrict the team members who won the championship from participating in the tournament again, and when they learned that the other party was the runner-up, Darko couldn't help but be in awe, and to be able to win the runner-up in such a tournament, I am afraid that the strength is also extremely strong, maybe just a little luck away from winning the championship, and they will inevitably become a fierce rival of their team.

Then Darko was curious about the strength of George's team four years ago, and asked Phyllis, who just pouted, as if George was completely lucky to pick up the champion.