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Nelson Hergulas is the only master alchemist in Black Rock. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His hometown is Black Rock City, and when he was young, he went to Alder, the alchemy city, to study, and was valued by an alchemy master and accepted into his family. In the end, he obtained the title of alchemy master, and returned to Black Rock City to open the "Great Weapon" to teach the residents of Black Rock City who wanted to learn alchemy but had no way to learn it.

The tuition fee is not expensive, only three gold coins are enough. However, Ian certainly couldn't take it out, so he had to climb the tree every time to eavesdrop, in a sense, Ian was the longest-serving student Nelson taught, although Nelson didn't know about it.

Nelson sat in the lecture hall with a smile on his half-moon eyes, with a kind face. Ian looked up at the rest of the room, all of them were unfamiliar faces, vaguely guessing something. This batch is another batch of new students brought by Nielsen, Nielsen changes a group of people every three years to teach, and the students who taught before, if they have understanding, they will stay in Daqi to work, and if they have no understanding, they still have to go home and farm obediently.

Ian has already seen Nielsen change students three times, and this is the fourth. Every freshman said the same thing, and Ian could almost memorize it. Originally, Ian wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, he stayed, and then pulled out the yellow paper from his arms.

"Students, do you know what alchemy is?" Nelson's kind voice came out.

There was a discussion, and some people said that alchemy was a work of art, and Ian guessed that his father must be a bard. Some people say that alchemy is like smelting iron, and Ian guesses that his father must have been a blacksmith......

Nelson listened to everyone's answers with a smile, and then after everyone quieted down, he shook his head lightly and said, "Actually, it's not that complicated, alchemy is alchemy." It's like if there's a cat in the distance, and you ask what a cat is, and a cat is a cat, then alchemy is alchemy. ”

Ian pursed his lips, he'd heard the answer four times. So he looked down at the drawing in his hand, this is a bow and arrow, but it is not an ordinary bow and arrow, each part of the bow and arrow has a small mechanism. Each mechanism has a sign written and drawn on it, mostly Ian's essays.

"The next question, what is the purpose of alchemy?" Nelson asked again.

And the people began to talk about what would transform life, what would be used for decoration, and what would be used for war. Having said everything, Ian put down the drawings in his hand for a moment, he knew the answer to this question, which few people have been able to answer for so many years. But Ian was the one who answered in the first lesson, and of course, Nelson still didn't know.

"Students, in fact, you are all wrong, alchemy has only one purpose from beginning to end. Nelson slowly stood up from his chair and looked at everyone condescendingly, the half-moon-shaped lenses reflecting the sun's rays, "That's it, slay the dragon!"

Ian closed his eyes, and the vague memories drifted into his mind like snowfall in December.

"Shirley, take Ian, take Ian!" the handsome man's expression was as hideous as a beast.

"Ian, baby, mommy loves you, mommy loves you. The gentle woman wept into tears and gave him the last kiss of her life on the forehead.

Half of the once-prosperous village was burned to the ground, corpses littered the ground, and the creek at the entrance of the village was dyed pale red. Black clouds obscured half of the moon, the other half of the moon seemed to close its eyes, and the black dragon lay hovering on the tallest building, spreading its wings and roaring, but like endless mockery.

Ian stroked his forehead, his head aching, and he muttered, "Anyway, I'm a man with a story." ”

In the classroom, Nelson's kind tone was impassioned at the moment: "It's been a thousand years, we've been fighting dragons for a thousand years! However, we've almost never won, humans are like dragon-bred animals, you know the animals? That's right, like your chickens!"

"We've never dealt an effective blow to dragons, and if it weren't for the dragons' reproduction difficulties, there would be no habitat for humans at this moment. However, in the last hundred years, we have finally discovered weapons that can inflict damage on dragons. Nelson took the chalk and brushed on the blackboard to write, because of too much force, he broke a few pieces of chalk before writing, he hammered the blackboard hard, as if expressing his inner excitement, "Alchemy!

The greatest weapon of mankind is alchemy. He was only five years old when his parents left Ian, but he still has some memories of knowing that his father was engaged in alchemy. In fact, it is not only alchemy, but progress is being made in many places, such as the silver cross crossbow invented in the past hundred years, which can pierce the once indestructible dragon scale armor. However, in theory, alchemy can cause damage to dragons more intuitively.

Nelson in the classroom was a little disappointed because few people resonated with his words. Most people's expressions are still like this, this old man is a psychopath. He felt a deep sense of powerlessness, but he couldn't help it, the geography of Black Rock City was too good. There has been no harassment from dragons for hundreds of years, and dragons, for the people of this town, are the stuff of legend, out of reach.

If Nelson hadn't witnessed the dragon invasion firsthand, he wouldn't have believed that this species was so terrifying. The people here believe in the hall too much.

The hall is an organization of hunters. This organization has existed for thousands of years, and in a sense, it has more appeal than the royal family. For any empire, an organization above royalty should not exist, but the Great Hall must exist, as it has competed with dragons for millennia.

Some people say that the royal family has collapsed, and it is enough to change the dynasty. But if the hall collapses, it really collapses.

Ian listened to Nelson's lecture again, then lowered his head again to study the drawings in his hand. Technology is improving rapidly, alchemy is also becoming more perfect, and the silver cross crossbow with an alchemy bow is almost the standard for dragon slaying. However, Ian always believed that only the traditional curved bow could better master the strength and angle, but I am afraid that everyone would believe him, and he would not be able to study such a bow and arrow. This is a drawing left to him by his father, named "Musk Moon Goddess".

I don't know how many times, in his dreams, Ian took this golden bow and arrow, and shot the black dragon, blinding the slightly squinted eye in the darkness.

Nelson's class ended, and the students slowly left the classroom. He didn't seem to feel anything about Nelson's previous words, and there was nothing Nelson could do, knowing that his students would be cut in half in the next class.

They had come here for their own name, and when they came here to find that they were old madmen, and they were still thinking about slaying dragons, they would have avoided it.

Ian was ready to leave, and he was going to find something to eat. However, just as he was about to get off the tree, he suddenly saw two people enter the classroom, and he immediately put down his raised feet.

I saw that the two men were wearing silver armor, tall and tall, like soldiers about to go to the battlefield. What really surprised Ian was that both of them had a blooming flower carved into their chests.

Ian knew it was the Thorn Flower, the totem of the Hall!