In the end, under the kind invitation of the other party, Al still agreed to the fat boss's request. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the reason why Al finally agreed was not that the fat boss promised a half-price discount on all alchemy materials, but that Al was curious about the people who were addicted to alchemy in the fat boss's mouth.

Seeing that Al, who claimed to be an apprentice from Ceylon College, was willing to help him, the fat boss was overjoyed, and even pulled the door of the store and led Al to his son.

On the way, the fat boss told Al that his name was Ninovic, and his unsuccessful son was called Kolevich, and when Kolevich was very young, his mother, the fat boss's wife, died of illness.

Valari is a magical city, where everything other than magic is suppressed in all sorts of tangible and intangible ways, and even alchemy, a skill valued by the Empire, can only be treated as superficial in Valari.

If it weren't for the Empire's stipulation that every magic academy must open alchemy courses among junior magic apprentices, I'm afraid that the fat boss's alchemy shop would not be able to open at all, and it was thanks to this imperial decree that the fat boss Ninovic could maintain a well-off life with his son.

Along the way, the fat boss was basically talking, Al was listening, and before he knew it, the two of them walked to a low hut.

The hut looked quite old, the red masonry and white lime outside had long since become mottled and dilapidated by the baptism of time, the moss began to grow up from the corner of the wall, forming an irregular green block pattern, the wood used for the doors and windows could be seen in long dents and sawdust that were messily pierced out like sharp thorns and arrows, and the glass was also gray, as if it had not been wiped for a long time.

"It's here. ”

With the usual welcome smile on the fat boss's face, he pulled out the key, opened the door, and led Al inside.

Walking into the hut from the outside was like entering another world, the light suddenly dimmed a lot, and there was a faint musty smell floating in the air.

"It's been a long time since I cleaned up, I'm so sorry. ”

The fat boss smiled apologetically.

He was busy with business every day, and he didn't hire a servant in order to save money, and his son was buried in alchemy experiments all day long and didn't care about housework at all, so the sanitary conditions at home naturally looked relatively bad.

"It's fine. ”

If the fat boss had the special keen eyesight of an elven scout, he would have found his invited guests walking into his hut, as if all the dust had automatically avoided each other.

Countless fine dusts surrounded the scene where a person floated, and there seemed to be an inexplicable sense of sacredness.

"Follow me, here. ”

The fat boss held up a bronze candlestick hanging on the wall and lit it, then led Al forward.

Al followed in the footsteps of the fat boss, and he felt that the path and stairs under his feet were facing down, and the light around him was getting dimmer.

Then another door appeared in front of him, and the fat boss stepped forward and pushed it open.

Candlelight was cast through the doorway, pulling a slender shadow on the ground.

No sound came out.

The fat boss sighed and walked in, and Al followed with a little curiosity.

After entering the door, the space inside was larger than Al had originally imagined, and Al had never seen such a large basement before, so he couldn't help but let out an amazement in his heart.

However, if you look closely, you can see that the basement has undergone a later expansion, and you can see from the uneven walls that have been dug out like a mine. However, it is not for nothing that this basement has been expanded so large, and there are many rough wooden shelves on all sides of the walls of this basement, and the value of the various alchemical materials placed on the shelves far exceeds the wooden shelves used to hold them.

Finally, the most eye-catching thing is the little fat man in the center of this basement who is crawling on a long table.

If you look at it from Al's point of view, you can't see the other party's face completely, but you can probably tell that the actual age of the other party should not be much older than Al, at most, it is four or five years older than Al.

"Kolevich. ”

The fat boss yelled at the little fat man in a low voice.

From this voice, coupled with the voice that Al had heard before, it was determined that the fat boss should have a fairly wide vocal range, and both tenors and basses could be very proficient in mastering.

The little fat man still lowered his head and wrote his own business, and it seemed that he didn't hear the fat boss's voice at all.

"Kolevich!"

The fat boss raised his voice angrily, and he walked towards the little fat man angrily, and just as he tried to pinch the other person's ear with his hand, the little fat man who was addicted to alchemy finally raised his head.

"Dad, didn't I say don't come in and disturb me when I'm doing alchemy experiments?"

"I'll do your hellish alchemy experiment!" Hearing the little fat man's words, the fat boss immediately became angry: "I only know how to do these useless things all day long, today I will help you find a magic apprentice from Ceylon Academy, he should be your role model, give me a good listen to how the other party studies, how to get into Ceylon Academy, and learn from Xiao Ming of others!"

The fat boss let out a roar of the Hedong lion.

"That...... My name is not Xiao Ming, my name is Al. ”

Al corrected that his name was rarely mispronounced because it was so simple.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Al, I don't have a good memory. The fat boss apologized again and again: "You talk to Vicky first, I'll go prepare some food." ”

When the fat boss left, he closed the door.

Only Al and Fat Kolevich were left in the room.

After a while, the little fat man glanced up at Al, and without saying a word, he went about his business again.

"You don't have to say anything to me, and don't try to convince me that the great alchemist of magic is just a magician's potion concoctor and a high-ranking blacksmith, I know exactly what I'm doing. ”

The little fat man continued to do what he was doing while talking, and he didn't seem to be interested in the other party even looking up.

Al didn't respond to the little fat man's words, he walked to the alchemy table where the little fat man worked, and curiously observed what the other party was doing.

"What are you doing?"

Al asked the little fat man.

After hearing this, the little fat man instantly raised his head and looked at him in surprise. (To be continued.) )