Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Provocation of Praise Muse

Ninety-four Avenue of the Alchemy Society.

Master Manzano's Alchemical Tower.

An alchemist dressed in a blue alchemy robe with silver trim suddenly appeared at the door of the tower.

The man was about forty years old, eagle-eyed and high-nosed, tall and stout, with short blond hair, two pointed ears, a white face like jade, and a handsome appearance like a woman.

Yes, this is a pure elf and a new alchemist.

His name was Quame Muse, and he exuded the nobility and arrogance peculiar to the elves.

Quame Muse hails from the faraway continent of Noi, the Hill of Chanting, and the Khalfa camp deep in the Gweo Forest, where he once studied alchemy in the city of Il.

The fantastic beauty and mysterious temperament have made the elves unique among many races. They are the descendants of the noble elven goddess Ivna, whose ancient godly blood has given them a weak personality and a great gift for magic. The unique memory technology allows the vast and exquisite civilization to be engraved in the hearts of every elf forever, allowing them to remember the bits and pieces of the long river of time.

When the original continent is on the verge of destruction, the grieving elves sing the last elegy and pass through the gates of the underworld to the new continent under the guidance of Noi, the goddess of the underworld.

But no one, including themselves, realized that the elves who had undergone the Great Migration had lost their former indifference and had begun to become truly apathetic. The elven man they identified as king, Orange Jeffrey, crossed the gates of the underworld with them and disappeared into the underworld forever. The memories of his life turned into crystalline snowflakes scattered along the path of the underworld, and the elves of the past picked up the fragments of his memories, and the entire race inherited his history in this sad way.

After the Great Migration, the elves broke away from the original alliance early and migrated to the Western Continent, that is, the Continent of Noi, to settle in the ruins deep in the Gweo Forest. Since then, the elves have begun to become as terrifying as the unknown in the eyes of humans. Unafraid of the mysterious power of death that permeates the forest, they gradually become lonely and terrifying mysterious hermits.

This uninvited guest from the Western Continent, the elven man Kuame Muse, looked at Manzano's seven-story alchemy tower with deep eyes, his attitude was arrogant, and his face was full of disdain.

"Hmph, Manzano, I'm back with my Praise Muse."

On his handsome face, a pair of blue eyes looked at the tower with a complicated expression, as if he was remembering something, and seemed to be extremely angry, first sighing for a long time, and then snorting coldly in his nose.

With his hands behind his back, he strode with a stride to restore the pride of the elf, and walked towards the interior of the tower with an indifferent expression, followed by a young alchemist in gray robes, also an elf, whose name was Derridinis, with pointed ears and a handsome face, and a very immature complexion.

It's been six months since they studied alchemy with Manzano, and Ilan and Ani have been getting up early and doing a lot of alchemy experiments.

Today's schedule is a Freedom of Movement Potion, which is so important that it makes the user immune to the effects of stun and movement restriction for 30 seconds.

Ilan and Agnes, who got up early, were doing alchemy experiments on the test bench on the second floor, and the two of them moved methodically, patiently and carefully packing up all kinds of utensils and materials on the test bench, the test bench was full of black-mouthed fish oil and thorn algae, which were the main materials for refining the free movement potion, and next to the alchemy materials, there were already twelve bottles of potions contained in black lead bottles, which was the result of today.

The scent of the fragrance of the free movement potion filled the air, making the two men's minds more sober and rational. Packing up, they were about to begin the thirteenth potion refining.

"Elan, don't you take a break?"

"No need, I'm full of energy now, but I've only refined twelve bottles, and it is estimated that even if I refine another twelve bottles, my spiritual power will not be lacking."

"Hmph, you can just snort."

"Hehe, the teacher's alchemy training technique can not only lay a solid foundation for me, but also quickly increase my spiritual power, which is really a double win."

"Oh, yes, I'm going to give it a try, too."

"Okay, then you've done this test. I'll go over there and do it. ”

However, a very arrogant and arrogant shout suddenly came from the bottom floor, no one had ever dared to make such noise in the Manzano Tower before, Ilan and Agnes were very surprised, they didn't know what was going on, as half of the owners of the Alchemy Tower, they had to stop what they were doing, and walked down the stairs to see what evil guests had come.

As soon as the elf Quamei Muse entered the alchemy tower, he began to shout loudly, like a crisp gong, which woke up the entire alchemy tower: "Manzano, are you there? An old friend is coming, and you lazy fellow hasn't come out to greet you, don't you know Hariran's hospitality at all? ”

When Manzano heard the voice, he hurried down from the third-floor test bench, but he stood on the third staircase, quietly facing the tall Muse of Quame.

At this time, his face was a little cold, and there was no surprise, but he frowned slightly.

"Who do I think it is, it's you Quame Muse, why do you, an old fox who lives in seclusion in the depths of the Gweo Forest, dare to come back? We Hariran naturally treat our friends with good wine and food, but with you old fox, I only have bows and arrows and kitchen knives here. ”

Ilan and Agnes saw the two handsome elves in front of them at a glance, and felt a little incredible, how could an elf come to visit?

Moreover, Manzano's appearance is also very weird, the two people are-for-tat, extremely unfriendly, because Qua Muse is tall, half a meter taller than Manzano, it seems that in order to avoid looking up to Qua Symmus, he also deliberately used the height of the stairs to make the two people look at each other equally.

Obviously, this is a confrontation between momentum and psychology, an invisible mental game.

At this moment, the tall and somewhat dark alchemy tower, the atmosphere was tense to the point of tension, and the surrounding air became viscous because of this, making people feel depressed that they couldn't breathe.

After a long silence, the arrogant Kuame Muse looked at the alchemist Manzano very carefully, and saw that Manzano was still wearing an ordinary alchemy robe, which was not inlaid with silver edges, his heart suddenly settled, and his demeanor revealed a shameful and disdainful atmosphere, and his refreshing voice gradually increased by eight points.

"Manzano, we have been friends for decades, no matter what, we have studied in the same sect for more than ten years, don't always look like you have met an enemy, as a Hariran and an alchemist, you have to learn to control your feelings, otherwise, I am afraid that you will not be able to advance to the alchemy master in this life."

"Ho, Quame Muse, you didn't come here from the depths of the Gweo Forest in the distant continent of Noi, just to make a friendship with me?"

"Haha, of course not, I'm here today because I have a great joy to tell Senior Brother SΓΉ. It also makes the senior brother happy. Comemius showed a rare smile on his face, and there was a hint of provocation and unconcealed pride in his words.

"Oh, Quame Muse, what is the joy? You might as well let me hear about it. Manzano was amazed and didn't know where the joy came from.

"This, naturally, I want to tell Senior Brother SΓΉ, now that ten years have passed, Senior Brother, I have good news, and the first thing that comes to mind is to share it with you, Senior Brother."

"Hehe, don't be so sensual, we don't seem to be that close."

"Why should Senior Brother refuse to be thousands of miles away, no matter what, we used to be the closest senior brothers."

"Hmph, then you can say, what's the good news? It's not going to be you're going to be an alchemist. Well, you've really advanced to the rank of alchemy master. Manzano, who was a little natural, was shocked at the silver trim on the silver trim of his dress.

"Well, let's go first, hehe, the teacher passed this alchemy tower to you back then, but he thought that my qualifications were insufficient. Now, hehe, I have been promoted to an alchemy master, and you are only a high-level alchemist. Hehe, I'm afraid the teacher is looking away. Quame Muse smiled boldly, as if to vent his resentment.

"Hmph, a scum like you can actually be promoted to an alchemy master, it's an insult to this title."

"Haha, senior brother, can I understand this as your jealousy?"

"In fact, your qualifications are indeed no worse than mine, and even a little better than me."

"Haha, I'm here this time to prove that I'm better than you, the teacher's opinion was wrong, and I should be the master of this alchemy tower."

"Hehe, the reason why the teacher passed the tower to me is not because of qualifications, but because of your heart, you don't have a focused and peaceful heart, you are too stubborn and paranoid."

"Hehe, stubborn and paranoid, hehe, focused and peaceful, what's wrong with my thoughts, isn't it just that some civilians were injured by mistake? If the way of alchemy wants to obtain the real number of experiments, someone must sacrifice it? ”

"Okay, I won't argue with you anymore, after all, the teacher is still there, you should go and talk to the teacher, but do you think I will stagnate?"

"Did you also qualify, how is this possible? Then why are you still wearing the costume of an alchemist? ”

"I don't really have a silver-rimmed robe that symbolizes the status of an alchemist master. However, if an alchemy robe inlaid with silver edges alone can be considered an alchemy master, then everyone in Il City can become an alchemy master. It's just a piece of clothing, what does it mean? One person's alchemy strength, I'm afraid it can't, right? In fact, I had already made the cut, but I just didn't have time to get certified. ”

"Hmph, I don't believe it, this is definitely a lie, you want to deceive me, hum, how can I teach you to succeed."

"Hehe, if you don't believe me, we don't have to argue, we can go to Teacher Christia tomorrow for certification."

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The revenant bowed in thanks.