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There are doctors in this world, but compared to Chinese medicine, which was once regarded as a witch doctor, it is clear that the doctors in this world are not like serious doctors, because they are all a branch of alchemists.

From the first generation of alchemists wielding magical reaction potions and arrogantly shouting that they had embraced the whole world, alchemists have embarked on a different path from magic. From Wren's point of view, they were more like pioneers of chemistry, who would use all sorts of strange materials to calcine in a magic reactor, and then take things they didn't know what they were or what they did to harm others or themselves. After the untold catastrophic history of alchemists, alchemists finally ushered in spring.

Systematic classification allows alchemists to find their place, and pharmacists are one of the less popular branches of the alchemist category.

In the moment of priesthood and healing, expensive potions and unpredictable consequences are not favored by too many people, who trust cheap priests more than the bottle of brightly colored potions that bubble with some unknown gas.

Angelo arranges for a pharmacist to visit Sean, not necessarily without the intention of harming him, whether he kills or not, he should collect interest.

The pharmacist had apparently also been instructed by Angelo, and when he saw Sean, he very brutally pinched Sean's broken leg with his hand, and Sean's face was bruised and his hair was bruised.

"You've got a broken bone. The alchemist responded with a smile, and Sean and his henchmen on the side didn't even have the strength to complain, even a fool could see that this leg must be broken. The pharmacist pouted, took out a tube of reagent from his arms, emerald green, bubbling, and handed it to Sean, "Drink it, and your leg will heal soon." ”

Sean was a little hesitant to hold the vial, he couldn't figure out if this thing could be drunk, and if he would die after drinking it. He looked up at the alchemist, and suddenly cracked his mouth and revealed a big smile, but this smile was somewhat cold, full of cold killing intent. He said to the people around him, "Take care of him, and if I die, send his whole family to me." With that, he stared into the alchemist's eyes and threw his head back to drink the contents of the bottle in one gulp.

Suddenly, Sean showed an extremely disgusting look, accompanied by retching, constantly nauseating, but he couldn't spit out the contents of his stomach. It smelled of stinky salted fish, mixed with rotten eggs and rotting corpses, and a sour smell that was hard to describe. In particular, the taste of the potion was viscous and full of toughness, as if it was old phlegm that had been stored in the throat overnight, like a cowhide band, and the bite kept biting.

The alchemist nodded with a smile, "Captain Sean, don't worry, this is the latest potion that I have refined with a variety of materials to relieve pain, and it is also the greatest invention in the entire pharmacist industry, and its appearance is ......"

Sean pointed at the alchemist in disgust, "Get out of here, I don't want to ...... anymore Gross, I don't want to see him again. ”

After retching a few times, Sean's face suddenly changed and became a little subtle, because he felt that his leg was not so painful, or that he could no longer feel the pain in his leg. The alchemist really didn't seem to be lying, and if this potion could reduce people's physical suffering, then it would most likely, as he said, it would be the greatest invention of all. But when he thought about the disgusting taste and the terrifying taste, Sean thought about it and gave up.

Even if this thing is actually made, I am afraid that it may not be sold, and Sean would rather find a priest and lie in bed for a while than try that disgusting potion.

Sean he did have a broken bone, there is no need to fake this, Angelo frowned and relaxed his heart for a while. He really needs time to deal with the sequelae of killing Sean one by one, and the mercenary group run by Sean has colluded with a huge network of interests in Veneer City over the years, especially in the process of his crazy desire to take the position, there are countless officials and businessmen who have been implicated with Sean. The aristocracy, including Angelo, despite their apparent disdain for merchants, cannot be denied that merchants were also an indispensable part of aristocratic rule.

It's not difficult to get rid of Sean, but it's hard to get rid of these people who are attached to the network of interests, or simply the nodes of the network. Angelo doesn't know what capital is, and he doesn't know what the anger of capital is, but he fully understands the destructive power of capital through real experience. It's easy to destroy, but it's hard to keep ruling from collapsing while destroying it.

He needs time, just as Sean needs time.

Just where Angelo couldn't notice, the disaster relief porridge shed in the name of Sean had been set up with great fanfare, and the food obtained by Sean's various means flowed into the mouths of the refugees little by little through the porridge shack. The people read about him and talked about him, which also alarmed Angelo. Angelo doesn't care very much, it's just a group of untouchables, even if they accept Sean's love, even if Sean's reputation is good, he won't let Sean go.

Tension hangs over Veneer, and many people are secretly preparing for a "big event" that is very likely to erupt.

Over the weekend, as the Empire raised a large amount of food for full-scale relief, the situation in the southeastern part of the Empire gradually improved, with some refugees returning home and others choosing to stay where they were.

In the secret room, Sean was on crutches, his brow furrowed, and he moved with inconvenient steps. With every step, he would have a tearing pain in his calf, and he wouldn't have had to walk back and forth, but now he needed the pain to keep him spurred and calmer and more sane into him. Obviously, everything was ready, but when it came to the end, he still hesitated.

The murder of nobles and the conspiracy of rebellion have not happened many times throughout the history of the Orlando Empire. Whether it was launched by the nobles or the commoners, the final result was extremely sad, and it was crushed by the iron fist of the empire. Sean didn't think he could really do what the big nobles couldn't do, and in any way he couldn't compare to the nobles who had been in business for hundreds of years. But he had to mobilize, and during this time, as he recuperated from his injuries at home, Angelo aggressively cut off his henchmen.

Whether it's coercion or temptation, there is always a way to get these people and Sean completely separated. Thinking about it in another direction, if Sean is eliminated, it will inevitably leave a large blank market, a market that has been developed and can be profitable directly from the start, coupled with Angelo's promise, which makes many people's positions waver.

Seeing that the attitudes of the umbrellas and those who colluded with interests became ambiguous, Sean quickly understood that if he didn't launch it again, there would really be no chance.

The man in gray smiled as he coughed lightly, took off his hood, and showed his face for the first time. This is a man with brown hair, sharp edges, and a very resolute appearance, and his thick eyebrows pressed against his extremely divine eyes, which is full of a kind of upright momentum. He smiled faintly, ignoring Sean's surprise, and said, "Reacquaint, my name is Philip, the second-level director of the De Cochman Chamber of Commerce. ”

De Coschmann was the largest arms manufacturer in the Empire, and behind it stood a vast aristocratic group, from which 37 percent of the weapons used by the country's official and unofficial combatants came from this chamber of commerce. De Coschmann is also said to have a deep collaboration with the Imperial Academy, and they have recently been working on a big project.

Such a character is the darling of high society, how could he come here? to help him a mercenary leader who is not on the stage?

Before Sean's doubts could ferment, Philip explained for him, "Viscount Wren has robbed us of one of our very important alchemists, you should know that his identity and status are enough to make him so nonsense, and we have no better way to solve this matter." I hope that if possible, if you succeed, you will help us reclaim this alchemist, or kill him. Philip looked at Sean and made himself very sincere, "For this reason, we are willing to support you with a batch of three thousand weapons and seven hundred war horses." ”

Sean stared at Philip, "You lie, he's not worth that much. ”

Philip smiled and bowed slightly, "No, he's worth so much!"

Sean smiled and shook his head, "I know you lied to me, but I've decided to be a fool this time. If one day you and those behind you decide to abandon me, please let me know before you leave. He seemed to understand a lot of things in an instant, perhaps he was forced to the extreme, the great horror between life and death was close at hand, and his eyes suddenly opened up, "This is a request from the dead!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Philip nodded, "I can guarantee that......"

Sean stroked his palms and stood up resolutely on crutches, the muscles on his face twisted and tangled, revealing a hideous face, "Then what are you waiting for? I have long wanted to taste what the blood of the nobles is like!"