Faun sat behind the counter, watching the afternoon sun shine through the skylight, and the dust floating in the air also glistened, a bit like the legendary leprechaun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What a damn goblin, how can a real goblin be so small.

And the people who can see the goblins in the legend are all favored by God, and even lucky to the good fortune of the sky, how can they be so unlucky that they have the luck to see the goblin.

Faun shook his head desperately, his hair, which had not been washed for a few days, was a little greasy, and it didn't have a silky effect when it was shaken, and it gave off a bad smell, but fortunately no one would pay attention to his hair.

There was actually no one in the room.

It's really unlucky, how could I be assigned to work in this station.

Faun sighed in his heart.

Faun is a registered alchemist, because he has been shy recently and can't even afford to purchase alchemy materials for alchemy experiments, so he went to the Alchemy Association to seek a job that can make a little money, but he didn't expect that there was no big alchemist willing to accept him as a registered alchemist as an assistant, and in the end, he was assigned by the Alchemy Association to such a remote alchemy association where birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs as a registered alchemist examiner.

Yes, you read that right, the Alchemy Society branch of Valari City seems to the alchemists of the empire to be a rural place where birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs.

Although Valari is known as the city of magic, it is definitely not a good place for alchemists, perhaps magicians are born with all kinds of incompatible relationships with alchemists, where magic is developed, alchemy is weakened, and where alchemy is developed, magic is weak, and the two are like the same sex of magnetic poles, and they are born to be mutually exclusive.

But perhaps if it cannot be said so absolutely, the rise of magic science in the last hundred years seems to have a tendency to merge the theory and practice of the two schools.

It's a bit far, for Fahn, the relationship between alchemy and magic, and all magic science are not his concerns, and his biggest complaint now is that being a registered alchemist examiner in the Valari Alchemy Society branch is too boring.

Faun had been in the city of Cavendi, known as the city of alchemy.

In the city of Cavendi, it may not be possible to say that all the people on the road are alchemists, but if you throw a few random stones, you are guaranteed to be able to hit a real alchemist.

Before coming to Valari, Faun had heard that it was a rather barren land for alchemy, but he really didn't expect it to be so barren.

The vast majority of magic academies here don't regard alchemy as a thing at all, and there are very few magic academies that offer alchemy courses, and even if they do, what they teach is the fur of some skins, it's like treating alchemy as a direction of interest, and finally the most important formal magician trial has nothing to do with alchemy.

How could such an attitude possibly produce any alchemist!

In fact, all this has nothing to do with Faun, whether the magician of Valari is willing to learn alchemy or not, in fact, it has nothing to do with Faun, and his anger and accusations actually come from the idea that alchemists are dominant.

Of course, the magician thinks so too.

No one cares about Farr's complaints, and it's hard to find anyone in the magical city of Valari who is willing to listen to Faan's complaints, so Faun can only silently complain and curse in his heart as one of the means to pass the time.

If it weren't for the president of the association, who was in charge of paying Faun's salary, he would have slipped down from time to time to have a cup of tea and take a walk, and by the way, Faun would have used his working hours to continue yesterday's unfinished alchemy experiment.

The light coming in from the skylight was getting more and more oblique, and the sunlight was no longer as dazzling as it was at noon.

It seems that no one has come to take the registered alchemist qualification today, Faun thought with a big cheek.

Although the assessment of the registered alchemist is the entry assessment of the alchemist, it can take a lot of time, and the participants must first fill in the whole five test papers, which are all questions about alchemy knowledge, to a certain extent, the alchemist's requirements for knowledge are even higher than that of the magician, after all, the magician is a little poor in knowledge, but if his own casting talent is quite good, he can still cover up this deficiency, but if the alchemist's understanding of alchemy knowledge is wrong or biased, then he will not succeed anyway, just like if he gets the wrong recipe, he will never get the correct potion。

After filling up the five alchemy test papers, those who want to become registered alchemists also need to demonstrate their operational ability through an alchemy, which is not something that can be decided by the person taking the exam, after all, if it is just an alchemy, through repeated practice, even a fool can master it very skillfully and perfectly, after all, practice makes perfect.

If you are unlucky or do not have enough alchemy books, you are likely to encounter an alchemy that you have never been exposed to, in which case, you can only rely on the alchemy steps given by the examiner.

An experienced alchemist may be able to rely on his rich experience to succeed at one time, or succeed after a few attempts through a quick operation within the specified time, if the alchemist with less experience can only rely on luck, if he is unlucky to encounter alchemy that he is not good at or even does not understand, then the result will naturally speak for itself.

Forget it, no one is there, and you can leave work early.

Faun stretched.

But at this moment, a figure pushed the door in, and Faun's eyes widened suddenly.

Are you here to take the Registered Alchemist exam?

The person who broke in was shrouded in a cloak all over his body, and even the outline of his face was completely unclear, and he could only see that he was relatively small, if it were not for the dwarf clan, then he would look like a teenager who had not yet begun to develop.

The other man walked in without speaking, looked up at Faun, and then walked straight towards him. (To be continued.) )