In the brightly lit imperial military headquarters, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and information was gathered here from all over the imperial capital, and at the same time, military orders were issued from here, spreading to all corners of the imperial capital in the shortest possible time.

During the day, Emperor Rey III had just been assassinated, and then on the drill ground north of the imperial capital, there were huge energy fluctuations one after another, and it was obvious that a great battle was going on there beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The guardian of the empire, Ophelas, who had high hopes for people, not only did not prevent the assassination of the emperor, but was also driven into the spatial portal and disappeared in the next series of attacks, and did not show up to preside over the overall situation for a long time.

Under the successive drastic changes, the entire imperial capital was panicked, and if it weren't for the four major armies of the empire to maintain order, I am afraid that the imperial capital would have fallen into chaos long ago.

In the midst of all the disturbances, a secret potion laboratory under the military headquarters has become a rare pure land, and for no other reason, the cold aura of the wardens from Basra Prison who are guarding the door of the laboratory is enough to make everyone who approaches here unconsciously relax their steps and lower their voices.

Even in the midst of the chaos, the notoriety of the Basra Prison Warden was still terrifying, and even the Imperial soldiers unconsciously avoided the area that was surrounded by them.

In the pharmacy laboratory, the old and the young, seemed to be completely unable to sense the low pressure brought by the prison officers, but instead lay on the ground without regard to the image and chatted and played as if no one was around.

"Alfie, let me confirm again, don't you really want to be a pharmacist?" Master Madison said again.

At this time, he did not have the demeanor of a sanctuary apothecary, he was full of fireworks and fireworks, holding a crystal bottle in his arms, leaning on the table foot of the operating table, squinting his eyes at Alfie, who hated to fall asleep on the ground immediately, after more than ten hours of high-intensity potion tests, Alfie, a weak bard, had been seriously overdrawn.

"Just spare me. I've said it a million times that pharmacists aren't for me!" Alfie slouched refused.

"Seriously, your talent in pharmacy is something I've never seen in my life, and it's a shame not to be a pharmacist. Master Madison persuaded him with great seriousness, "Believe me, if you are willing to change jobs, you are likely to become the first god-level pharmacist on the continent!"

"Don't make fun of me, even if it's Master Zhuoge, it's only a Mithril Sanctuary at most, right? You have elevated me to the level of a god-level pharmacist at this time, I say it's a little stressed~" Alfie has been with Master Madison for a long time, and has already figured out his temper, and has never regarded him as an unattainable Sanctuary Apothecary, but as a confidant elder, and he has always been open-mouthed when talking to him.

"Cut~ You heartless guy still have pressure?" Master Madison glanced at Alfie, his mouth almost turned to the sky, he really knew this guy who was cheap and good.

"There is no one who can talk and laugh when so many Basra prison officers are guarded by them. Alfie said with a sigh of relief.

"Hehe, who made you not know that you are low-key at all, and got into such a big trouble. I knew I shouldn't have given you so many potions in the first place, and I would have made you swagger everywhere!" Master Madison said bitterly.

Alfie was listed as the number one suspect in the assassination of the emperor this time, and in the end, it was those potions that were to blame.

"Anyway, you're to blame for this, don't you want to make amends to me?" Alfie asked slyly.

"Don't think!" Master Madison immediately raised his vigilance, "I can keep you from being thrown into Basra prison for the time being, it's already my limit, you kid don't have to get an inch!"

Alfie pursed his lips disdainfully: "The only pharmacist in the Sacred Domain in the mainland, the face is only so little, fortunately I am wise, otherwise I really have to choose such a career with no future, and there is no place to cry~"

"You kid don't be in the midst of a blessing, except for the assassinated Rey III, no one else has as much face as me, so that the wardens of Basra can suspend the arrest of people!" Master Madison's nose was almost crooked, and he added angrily: "Even if it's the Lost Swordmaster, the Imperial Marshal, or the Cardinal of the Holy See Branch!"

"Don't put gold on your face, after all, it's not for me to help you complete this potion?" Alfie said, gesturing to the crystal potion bottle in Master Madison's arms, "Tell you, I don't appreciate it, this is an opportunity that I have earned on my own." ”

......Master Madison was speechless, and without Alfie's help, he would not have been able to complete this demanding potion of destruction in such a short time.

"The Potion of Destruction has been prepared as agreed, am I free?" Alfie asked, a little smugly. To be honest, even he couldn't believe that the experiment went so smoothly and that he could complete this seemingly impossible task on time. It seems that he is really a potion genius, no wonder after being rejected many times, Master Madison still does not give up, wants him to change to a pharmacist, and even admires him for the possibility of becoming a god-level pharmacist.

"Freedom?" Master Madison said with a grim face, "I'm afraid I can't call the shots, my previous agreement with the wardens was to not let them keep a close eye on you during the period of dispensing the potion, not to prosecute you for assassinating the emperor after the preparation was successful." ”

"Hey, you know it's a frame-up! The assassination of Rey III has nothing to do with me!" Alfie stressed.

"You'll have to show enough evidence to prove your innocence. Master Madison said sympathetically, "As long as you have evidence, you can naturally regain your freedom!"

"Then we have been busy for half a day, is it only for me to delay half a day of imprisonment in Basra?" Alfie asked angrily.

"Well, if you really can't produce proof...... Master Madison said embarrassedly, he had only come up with such a way to delay time before he had only come up with such a way to delay time, and the result was very good for him, but it was not satisfactory for Alfie, and there was even a delusion that he had taken advantage of Alfie, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"I wouldn't be here if I had proof!" Alfie's nose was crooked, a terrible feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time.

"Maybe there's another way. Master Madison hurriedly said as he was anxious to clear up any misunderstanding that Alfie might have been used by him.

"What way?" said Alfie, who was confident that Master Madison would not be untargeted.

"Blame for the crime!" Master Madison pointed to the crystal potion bottle in his arms, "After the assassination of His Majesty the Emperor, the Imperial Dragons have no leader, but according to the laws of the Empire, the command of Basra Prison will temporarily fall into the hands of the Imperial Military Department. If the potion we have just prepared satisfies the Marshal, perhaps he will be lenient on you. ”