In a dim, damp alley, in front of a dilapidated wooden house, Andy stopped.

More than once he had heard of Old Brin's name, the only one in Port Tulouis that frightened everyone, a bad old man who looked like he was about to go to earth, but who still kept his best foot studying some strange things every day.

Andy pushed the door open, and the room was filled with the smell of damp and moldy, and it looked like it had been a long time since there were any guests.

"Ahem, I suggest you should change to a sunny place, which will also have some benefits for your health. ”

Andy waved the dust flying in front of his nose with his hand, looked at old Brin at the counter and said.

"Oh, who's coming to me again, bad old man?"

Old Brin pushed the old gold-rimmed glasses on his face and looked at Andy.

"Anna's little brother, you really came, I know you're back here, and the reason why I'm standing here is waiting for you. ”

Old Brin said to himself, and he hunched over and walked out from behind the counter.

"Sit down, if you're not dirty. ”

Old Brin pulled over two benches and placed them in front of Andy.

"You don't look good, what about your apprentice, won't he clean the house?"

Andy sat across from Old Brin, the room dusty and lifeless.

"Apprentice, do you mean Jeff's poor boy?" said old Brynn, wiping his dirty eyes with the back of his hand, and his voice was low, "he's gone to heaven, hasn't he?" I told him not to touch my potion easily, but he wouldn't listen...... Where is alchemy so easy to master? You have to know ......."

Old Brin suddenly looked up at Andy, a little emotional, and the green tendons on his withered arms burst out.

"A lot of materials are unstable, mixed together, and they can kill you. ”

"Oh, my Jeff...... I lost my life in vain, my skills are going to be lost, the people in this town are a bunch of fools, and no one wants to give my children away as apprentices! They want me to die with that precious knowledge of alchemy! No, I'll go to hell!"

Old Brin didn't seem to be in a very good state of mind, and the death of Jeff, who had studied with him for more than ten years, was killed in an alchemy accident, which was a very heavy blow to him.

"Take it easy, old Brynn, it's not that bad. ”

Old Brin looked up, and he looked at Andy, his cloudy eyes revealing light.

"Didn't you join the Goddess of Despair?How did you come back?Is the life of a pirate not for you?Do you want to learn alchemy?I promise, it's a process of intoxication. ”

"I'm sorry, old Brynn, I'm curious about alchemy, but I don't really have the energy to learn him, do you know Phillips? The great wizard, and the best alchemist in Vikings, actually invited me to be his apprentice, but ......" Andy pursed his lips, "I turned him down. ”

"Phillips......" Old Brin stood up trembling as he walked over to the bar and brought himself a glass of rum, "Do you want one?"

"No, thank you. ”

Old Brin nodded his head, took a big sip, and walked back to sit down tremblingly, still muttering, "Phillips...... I know him, I know him, you're right, you didn't follow him, you're right......"

"Did you come to me for something? You don't want to be my apprentice...... What can you little pirate do to me? Can you pay enough gold? The bow of your goddess of despair is still my work, and Zach pays me the corpse of a one-star sea beast...... If you're representing the goddess of despair, then Zach really doesn't take me seriously, at least let your first mate invite me......"

"Hey, old Brin, can you listen to me? I'm here for my own business. ”

Andy interrupted him, pulled a bag of gold coins out of his bosom and shook it, the crisp sound of gold coins colliding made old Brin focus on him.

"Well, I remember, your sister is Anna, and she has a great pirate legacy, so you have enough gold, so explain your purpose. ”

"Do you have any guns here that can fit under the nose slash of a ship?"

When Andy checked the Black Fantasy before, he found that there is a cannon port under the first slash of the Black Fantasy, but this cannon port is a little different from the normal artillery port, and the cannon inside has disappeared, I don't know if it was taken down by someone else.

Old Brin was silent for a moment, he rubbed his hands, "Didn't Captain Zack ask you to come?"

"You just have to tell me if it's okay or can't. ”

Andy didn't answer Old Brin, and the old guy didn't know how long he hadn't been out, and he didn't know that Andy had his own boat.

"Little one, you're talking about the bow gun, you know, those legendary galleons have such a thing. You're a great idea, but you want to put a heavy gun on the bow of your sailboat...... It is impossible to even install a magic weapon with the tiny Goddess of Despair. ”

Old Brin said with a slight mockery, he thought Andy was a little whimsical.

"Little one, a ship like the goddess of despair can only install a small cannon in the bow, the presence of the first slash will affect the accuracy of the gun, and too heavy a gun will affect the balance of the whole ship, thus affecting its speed and resistance to wind and waves. ”

Old Brin seemed to be in the groove, he took a sip of his rum and said with a smile.

"Don't worry at that, I promise that the ship is much bigger than the Goddess of Despair, maybe you should go outside and walk around, I'm not a Goddess of Despair crew anymore, I have a three-masted galleon comparable to the Victory. ”

Old Brin raised his head, he shook his glass, and looked at Andy in surprise, his gaze fell on Andy, "Boy, you know that although I am an old man, my mind is still clear...... I can't think of any possibility, you this...... Small things can own a ...... Sailboats, three-masted galleons?

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the harbor and have a look, or find a random bar and listen to what the pirates are talking about. ”

Andy replied that if it weren't for the fact that Tulouis was the only alchemist, he would have wanted to beat him up and get out of here.

Old Brin stood up and paced slowly in the small room, his eyes faintly shining.

"If what you say is true, I have thought of a good thing that can be used as a bow gun! It is definitely much more powerful than a heavy gun!"

Old Brin grinned, with mottled teeth and dim light and shadow, a little terrifying.

"But...... You'll need to pay a lot of gold for it!"