"You're an alchemist?"

A man who appeared to be the leader of the group asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, although my grandfather was a follower of the teacher, if I didn't have the talent of an alchemist, the teacher would not have been able to take me in. ”

Aaron said.

"Follower, you don't come from a world of dean's conquests......"

The other party's words were not finished, and he should have figured it out.

"You really don't know anything, you rushed over when someone said a few words, don't you have a brain?"

Aaron said with a look of disdain.

The other party's face turned red, it was the grade of fifteen or sixteen years old who wanted to save face, and they would definitely be angry when they were sarcastically ridiculed by children younger than themselves, but they also understood that this time they were at fault, not to mention that Ally and Belende were alchemists, and they couldn't offend them at all.

Therefore, the leader could only hold back the anger in his heart, bow his head and make amends, hoping that Aaron would forgive them.

Although his current body is smaller than anyone in the group in front of him, Yalian is not really a child after all, and the anger just now has already been vented, so he has no intention of pursuing it again, waving his hand, and turning around and leaving directly.

The rest looked at each other and finally turned their gaze to their leader.

The leader sighed helplessly, then glared at the beaten companion hatefully, and said, "Carry him away and send him to the infirmary, but from today he is no longer a member of our association." ”

"Why. ”

The person who was beaten was not convinced, he was beaten like this, if he didn't help him take revenge, he would be expelled, why.

"Because of your words, we offended two alchemists, I said a long time ago, don't get involved in those things, that's not for us people to participate in. ”

What the leader is talking about, everyone knows.

"But why can they be the dean's students, how can they have their own courtyard, if they don't have ......?"

"If you don't have them, you can't be a student of the dean, and if you don't have them, you won't get your own yard. ”

"But ......"

"Shut up, carry me away, and you go to the people who say you can get more resources. ”

"You're going to regret it, you're going to regret it......"

The man whose teeth had been knocked out by Aaron was dragged away by his companions, still screaming unrepentantly as he left.

For all this, Aaron saw it clearly, but he didn't have any thoughts.

Now that we are fighting against regional discrimination, where did we go before? Why not stop it before we know the identities of Aarén and Belende?

Aaron didn't believe that a man who could be the leader of a group of people would believe the words that the nobles used to cover up the fact that they were taking up too many resources and to deflect internal contradictions.

"Brother Aaron, you were so handsome just now. ”

As soon as Aren arrived at the door of the courtyard, the gate was already open, and Lena ran out of it and threw herself into Aren's arms under Berende's murderous gaze.

Berende's gaze at Arien was a little complicated, because in his memory, this time the matter should have been solved by him, and it was also the beginning of the two parting ways to life and death.

"Actually, you can do it, you must know that you are all taking the medicine of the third senior brother, and your body is much stronger than them, as long as you don't let them use spells, beating them is the same as beating a little child. ”

Aaron patted Lena and said.

"I said it was all right, but my brother pulled me and wouldn't let me out, otherwise I would have beaten them all down. ”

Lena waved her small fist, as if she had seen herself kill in all directions, and she looked extremely excited.

"What's the matter with her?"

Aaron asked quietly, Lena's behavior at this time was so different from before, if it wasn't for the fact that her appearance hadn't changed, he would have thought that he had met someone else.

Berander glanced at his sister, shook his head helplessly, looking unbearable, he didn't expect that his usually delicate sister would hide such a terrifying violent factor in her heart, after having power, all those hidden violent factors were activated.

Well, the other brother didn't say anything, and Aaron could only stop there.

In fact, Aaron didn't know that Berende's mood was very complicated at this time, because in his memory, Lena had always been a good girl who listened to songs, even after becoming a warlock or even before she was killed.

But now looking at the two people who are completely different from the memory, he doesn't know whether he should be happy or depressed, the original friendship has not changed, and his sister has become more suitable for this cruel world It is a happy thing, but these also mean that his memory can no longer be a reference for his own actions, and those treasures in his memory do not know if they are still in place as in his memory.

In fact, Behrende was a little worried, since he was able to obtain his own IDE memory of another tributary of fate, it meant that what happened in that tributary of fate was roughly the same as this fate, but because of the existence of Yalian, there were some deviations.

However, these deviations are only minor problems, and Yalian's strength is not strong enough to change the trajectory of the fate of an era, and at most it can only affect the people around him.

Unfortunately, the protagonist of Behrende's era also belongs to the people around Aaron, resulting in many inconsistencies between the recent events around him and his memory, if not some of the other memories are true, he has completely given up believing in his own memories at this time.

"Alchemy Array, aren't you still learning the lingua franca?"

Allyon looked at Belende suspiciously.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw an alchemy array on the ground that had been used lying there, and the smell of the elixir that had not yet dissipated wafted on the tip of his nose.

"Uh......"

Behrende looked a little panicked, and paused for a long time before saying, "It was Lena who helped me translate, and as you know, Lena can read the lingua franca." ”

"Oh. Speaking of lingua franca, Lena, you are so happy, I spent a lot of energy to learn the lingua franca in the first place."

Aren nodded, as if he hadn't seen Lena's movements, and actively shifted the subject to the side.

Seeing that Aren easily believed his explanation, Berende breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't see the playfulness and snickering in Aren's eyes, otherwise he would definitely be surprised.

After some talk and laughter, Lena went to cook, and of course Aaron was cheeky to stay, although he could also cook, but since he could sit here and wait for the meal, why do it.

After Lena left, the atmosphere dropped suddenly, and Berende was affected by the memory, and the unforgettable hatred was not so easy to dissolve, but it was just suppressed in his heart.

Aaron didn't care about this, after all, Belende himself was not a man of many words, and he rarely spoke before he became a reborn, so he was used to it.

However, the purpose of his coming here is not only to eat, but more importantly, to solve Berende's hatred for him, no one wants to be hated for no reason, and the person who hates him is still his friend, and he also has a strong alchemist talent.

Thinking of his purpose, Aryan took out a book he had prepared from his shrinking bag and read it leisurely.

Time passed minute by minute, Behrende, who closed his eyes and recuperated, couldn't sit still, although his personality was relatively cold, but since he gained the memory of the tributary of fate, he wanted to gain great power even more, and now this kind of sitting here doing nothing seemed to him to be a waste of life.

But he couldn't read like Aaron did, after all, all books were written in the lingua franca, and he told Aryan that he didn't know the lingua franca, at least not enough to read books.

So Berende opened his eyes and prepared to go back to his room, but the next second he froze, because he saw the name of the book in Aaron's hand

On the Possibility of the Existence of Tributaries of the Long River of Destiny