"Slimes are very special monsters, they recover from injuries at an unparalleled rate, and if they are fatal injuries that are difficult to recover, they will choose to split to escape. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info rock golem has a powerful recovery enchantment that I made with a slime. And Mr. Royce, how do you feel?"

In the tavern, sailors, policemen, and alchemists who met Dozuo were talking about the adventure they had just met.

The protagonist of the adventure, sailor Royce, smiled: "It feels great, I didn't expect the recovery speed to be so fast, if it ...... on the battlefield"

Duck said: "On the battlefield, the rock puppets will be used in more important places, how can there be such idle time to save people? ”

Royce shrugged, "That's right, and besides, it's so weird - uh, it's a rare magic circle, and it's expensive." ”

"That's true. But the point is not that, it has too many side effects. Again, Mr. Royce, how are you feeling now?"

"Great! All the injuries are healed. Is there any other secret poison?"

"Not really. I mean, do you think your body is as agile as it used to be?"

Upon hearing this, Royce frowned, moved his arm a few times, shook his neck, and said, "It seems that it is not as flexible as before?"

The alchemist bowed slightly: "This treatment has a price, while restoring the body's functions, the strength and coordination of muscles and tendons are reduced. I call this 'degrading'. ”

Royce shook his head: "It's already good, compared to being disabled, what is 'downgrade'? ”

Duck on the side said with a sigh: "I understand, taking swordsmen as an example, most of the first-level and second-level ones can't afford the treatment fee of this spell, and the top ones can't afford the price of 'dropping', so this spell is really a bit ......."

"Chicken ribs. There is no meat to eat, and there is a taste when discarded. Or for their own use, or to sell to pretentious, clumsy, and stupid adventurers. ”

Duck and Royce laughed together, feeling that the alchemist was not so mysterious and cold.

The alchemist took off the hood of his hooded shawl, took out two small cards from his bosom and handed them over: "Alchemist George." ”

As soon as he took off his hood, the two of them were stunned for a moment, this alchemist was actually black-haired, black-eyed and black-eyed.

Nowadays, dyeing technology is more developed, and you can basically dye whatever hair color you want, but few people match the solid black color like this. In the play, black hair and black eyes plus a tail are characteristic of demons. If you don't want to be approached by the Church of Light God to talk about ideological issues, it's better not to play so detached.

Duck took the card, stunned again.

The card has silver letters on a black background, and there is no title, only a bare "Eighth-level alchemist? George".

, level eight? One level short can be called a god-level alchemist? This kid is about the same age as me! Fake? But, looking at his puppet so bullish, it should be, it's not a fake, right?

Dark's gaze moved to the two golden horned flowers in the lower right corner of the card. A six-pointed star horn flower is the certification seal of the Alchemist Federation, and the other cross-horned flower is the certification seal of the Church of the God of Light!

For the Church of the Illuminati, alchemists are definitely the most troublesome group of people, this group of people is lawless, they dare to participate in any field, from dissecting corpses all the way to questioning the center of the earth, there is nothing they can't do. And the fallacies and heresies of these people are still quite marketable in the circle of dignitaries and nobles, not to mention the strange and strange theories, just a trick of turning stones into gold is enough to make God's prestige retreat.

The two sides have been fighting back and forth for hundreds of years, and groups of alchemists have been burned at the stake, still one after another, killing endlessly. In the end, the Church had no choice but to promulgate the so-called "Holy Reconciliation" ordinance, declaring that alchemy was a blessing to mankind from the God of Light, and that theology and theology were two homologous realms that could not be violated against God's will, and that the Church would no longer fight alchemists as heretics.

Dark's alchemy-obsessed sister summed it up in one sentence: The church is cowardly! Alchemy has a bright future!

Despite this, the church still has 11,000 ways to pinch the neck of alchemy, such as controlling the supply of materials, strict research and development processes, alchemy qualification certification, etc., only by passing the certification of the church, can you walk in the sun openly and do the research you really want to do, and the alchemists who can do this step, the entire Dorland Kingdom combined, there are no more than ten!

Dare to pretend?

This is a real level eight!

The alchemist was silent for a moment, as if he had become accustomed to waiting for the surprise of others. When the pupils of the two people began to rotate again, he said softly, "Next, the two of you will come with me to get the reward for this mission." As he spoke, he stood up first. Royce followed.

Duck also stood up, and was about to leave, when he turned around and picked up the barley tea on the table and poured it out, wiped a handful of water droplets from the corners of his mouth and rushed out.

George hailed a carriage and the three of them went straight to George's private residence in Port Snell's new town.

Situated not far from the port's tallest lighthouse, the Madur Lighthouse, the new town is a favourite spot for the upstarts of Port Snell, a far cry from the crowded and chaotic old town.

The carriage went all the way to the gate of George's private residence. The three of them stood at the door, the gate was a very ordinary hollow carved cast iron door, and the bronze door plate was written with the words "Iron Tooth Village". Looking inside, there is a garden full of colorful flowers. Behind the garden is the main hall. George knocked on the door, and a gentle female voice came from the circle on the doorpost: "Who?"

"Me. ”

"Joe?" the female voice was full of surprise, "You're back!

"Open the door. And others. George didn't seem to want to say too much and interrupted her directly.

"Friend? That's great, it's—"

George's attitude was very blunt: "Mercenaries who get paid." Open the door. ”

"Oh, oh, open now, I've hit the button, right now!"

Duck and Royce looked at each other, puzzled. Whether it was facing Huyako or openly talking about forbidden spells in the tavern, the alchemist did not show any particularly obvious emotions, why was he so unkind to the woman inside, that woman's words were full of compromise and flattery, who was she?

The door opened, and George walked in front, followed by the two.

Along the way, the labor is made of elaborate steel puppets, most of which do not resemble human shapes: several wheels, a metal cylinder, several metal rods erected on the tube, and the head of the pole is assembled with various tools, such as the puppet responsible for pruning the flower bed, the iron scissors for pruning, the watering with a watering can, and the broom hoe.

Except for the rustle of the machine, the whole manor is quiet, and there is not even a little human voice in the daytime, which can't help but make people creepy.