In the end, the alchemist who had developed the "alchemy" was hanged in the square of the imperial capital, and the relevant experimental notes were sealed by the temple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, the alchemist's "stone into alchemy" is not perfect, and the change in material form is by no means permanent, but has a time limit.

But even this is enough for the rulers to guard against it, otherwise, if he had really perfected the study, social unrest and the collapse of the financial system would have been absolutely predictable.

The alchemist, whose name has been deliberately erased from the historical records, is tantamount to a true genius, but unfortunately, he underestimated his vigilance against the superstructure, which not only killed himself, but also pushed the alchemist community, and even the entire mage group, into a dilemma.

For a while, alchemy became taboo, and all kinds of stories about evil mages were rampant.

The tavern still haunts the minstrels' tales of legends, but there are no more orthodox mages who guide the knights, help them clear out those who stand in their way, and give their lives to fight evil.

Some were just shadowy old men in black, dirty, greasy magic robes.

Some are just strange women who laugh like the neighing of a castrated rooster while boiling the spine of a frog, the tender eggs of a spider, the placenta of a woman, and the heart and liver of a young child in a large cauldron.

Through the unsparing and irresponsible propaganda of the lords and the temple, a magician with a laboratory has become as dangerous in the minds of the inhabitants as an abyssal demon.

Some wandering mages who tried to find a place to stay were even resisted by entire villages and towns, and men, women, and children drove them away with stones and sticks, like goblins who came to the fields to steal grain.

Resistance? Of course there is.

Hold a sharp blade in your hand, and your murderous intent arises.

Of course, mages who have mastered power will not be willing to be so slandered and humiliated, warning and resistance are inevitable, and even some grumpy mages have killed those who provoke them.

However, the loose resistance did not change the mage's situation, but further compressed their living space.

The mages soon discovered that if they had the slightest overreaction in a public place, the knights under the lord's command would appear in front of them in the blink of an eye and then bloody suppress them.

And before the mage who escaped had time to catch his breath, he was desperate to find that wanted notices about himself had been plastered all over the empire.

"What's wrong with this world, have the royal family and the real nobles been close to this extent?"

The innocent mage began his fugitive life in grief and anguish......

This situation lasted for more than ten years, and it was not until the Goddess of Fortune formulated the rules and constraints of "equivalent alchemy, additional consumption" for alchemy, that the situation of the mages began to improve.

In the eyes of outsiders, this unwarranted catastrophe caused by "turning stones into alchemy" was finally alleviated by the kindness of Goddess Marina, but is this really the case?

Mephistopheles found something interesting in the dusty pile of old papers:

The granddaughter of Old John, who was favored by the real nobles, was not as loved by the nobles as rumored, and she was placed in an elaborate manor house, with three teams of knights patrolling the courtyard every day, more of a house arrest in disguise than a protection.

When the nobleman was dying, he forced the cook and the concubine born to them to drink poisoned wine, and watched them return to the underworld before he did.

Of course, in the claims to the outside world, the two died of illness.

Maybe because no one cared, or maybe they wanted to warn those with ulterior motives, the nobles didn't hide much about the inside story of their deaths.

One-sided rhetoric alone can only deceive ordinary people.

For the Morte family, who are also real nobles, it is not difficult to find out these pickled things.

What's even more interesting is that after the "Scourge of Alchemy", the "God of Knowledge and Teaching" Nelenor personally incarnated, and attacked and killed one of the electors of the "God of Wealth" Marina in the hinterland of the Wind Whispering Forest.

"A secret killer who can make a god regardless of his identity, it seems that this old man named 'John' has committed a lot of things......

Leaning on the backrest of the high-backed chair and resting his legs on the wide solid wood desk, Mephistopheles would have been invited out long ago if the administrators of the Imperial Capital Library had seen it.

But, let alone the librarian, even the scholar next to the devil, who was writing and drawing in his notes while flipping through the book, did not react to Mephistopheles' outrageous actions and words, as if he had never existed.

"The 'Alchemy Scourge' took place at a time when the Temple of Knowledge was vigorously promoting the spread of magical knowledge, and if there was no connection between the two, I am afraid that even that fool of Bach would not believe it. ”

"The mage was knocked into the mire in a blink of an eye, the expansion of the Temple of Knowledge was forced to stall, and the goddess of wealth ingested the sweetest fruit of all......" Mephistopheles chuckled as she got up and left, "What an interesting history!"

"The owner of the bakery must have been the same person who was killed. ”

"A strong man of the demigod rank concealed his identity and went to a small town to sell bread for more than ten years, hmph, think about this matter from beginning to end is the calculation of the goddess of wealth!"

"In that case, then the nobleman gave his granddaughter death in order to lure out the elect who had returned to the temple of wealth?"

"It shouldn't be a blood relative...... But even so, he wouldn't tolerate a layman who wiped his face. ”

And once he left the Temple of Fortune, his life was in the hands of Nellano. ”

"Oh, first watch the calculations of the major temples led by the Temple of Wealth on the Temple of Knowledge, and then use John's blood to wash away the evil feelings of the 'God of Knowledge and Teaching' towards himself......"

"What a nobleman!"

The devil who walked out of the library was amazed by the actions of the real nobleman named Feitu.

"It is a pity that he is long gone, otherwise his soul would have deserved to be in my collection with the courage to count the gods and the prudence of humility. ”

Mephistopheles, who had already walked out of the library, turned around and walked back, he wanted to see where Fitu's fiefdom was, and then see if he could pass on this unfortunate value to his juniors.

The guards standing on both sides of the temple gate paid no attention to the repeated comings and goings of the devil, and still stared ahead without squinting, completely unaware of their dereliction of duty.

"Locke...... Here, it belongs to the 'Easterland'......"

Mephistopheles withdrew his finger from the map, repeating the name that he knew about the territory, because the little guy called "Jealousy" was hiding there.

"Knowledge...... Dawn ......"

After a while, the devil Cai Su furrowed his brow.

"Things are getting more and more interesting. ”

With Mephistopheles's words, the map spread out in front of him ignited with scarlet flames, and the fire intensified, shining from the illusion into reality, and by the time someone found it, it was too late to escape.

In the year 7135 of the Divine Calendar, the library of the imperial capital was very abruptly ignited, and the fire spread very quickly, and a total of 261 people, including the guards outside the palace and some residents in the surrounding area, did not survive......