"Go, come back in three days." The woman in the devil mask put away the materials and chased the three of them away.
Several people left the room, Nightingale turned her head to look at Du Dian, the eyes behind the owl mask were shining brightly, and said: "Congratulations, you have passed the first application, and now you are also an official alchemist."
"Congratulations." Jin Jia next to him smiled.
Rose blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "What kind of alchemy did you submit that can be called 'special'?"
Du Dian smiled slightly and said, "It's just ordinary alchemy."
Seeing Du Dian's reluctance to say it clearly, Rose resentfully didn't ask any more questions.
Nightingale said to Du Dian: "Are you free later? I'll take you to meet the mouse. If he knows that you have also become an official alchemist, it may cure his laziness."
Du Dian thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, I have other things to do, so let's go another day."
"Alright." Nightingale nodded.
Nightingale and the others had no intention of leaving here immediately. They started shopping around the various shops around the square. Occasionally, they saw rare alchemy materials that were difficult to find outside, and would buy some.
While walking with a few people, Du Dian also noticed that not only alchemists came and went in this dark church branch, but also another extremely evil profession, potion master.
If alchemists are equivalent to scientists in the old days, then potionists are a group of lunatics who are interested in developing various poisons and potions. They are even crazier than alchemists of the "life" faction. In the history of the wall, it is not uncommon for potion masters to slaughter small towns and exterminate nobles, and their destructive power is extremely terrifying.
Du Dian has heard in Rosyard's notes that he would rather provoke the Holy See than offend the potion master, otherwise he will not know when he will die, and the end of being poisoned by the potion master is usually extremely painful and miserable .
"Potion master... If you use poison to hunt monsters outside the wall, it will be a sharp weapon." Du Dian thought to himself. At this time, he saw Nightingale picking a small piece of nickel in front of the shop, and his heart moved slightly.
After a while, the few people had finished shopping and left together.
"Would you like me to give you a ride?" Nightingale asked outside the manor, thinking that Du Dian didn't have a carriage.
Du Dian shook his head slightly and said, "Thank you, it's not going so well."
Nightingale nodded slightly. In fact, she was just a polite word. If Du Dian agreed, it would make her feel difficult. Apart from her relatives and servants, she has never been alone in the same compartment with a stranger since she was a child.
Jin Jia and Rose also got into their respective carriages and left separately.
Du Dian came to a dark corner of the town, and after confirming that no one was following him, he took off his mask, put away his black robe, turned around and left the town quietly.
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In a secret hall that few people know.
In an office in the main hall, several figures shrouded in darkness sat busy at their respective desks. Suddenly, a slight sound came from the metal pipe next to one of the desks, and the people sitting at the desk turned their heads to look. Going there, I saw a pitch-black triangular snake head protruding slowly from the metal pipe, with black scales all over its forehead, it looks like a poisonous snake species.
The figure at the table slowly stretched out his hand, as if to caress the snake's head.
The black snake slowly opened its mouth, and there was a black roll in the sharp fangs.
The figure at the table pulled out the reel, opened the reel, took out the letterhead and a roll of materials inside, and flipped through it. After a while, he put away the materials and the letter, and muttered to himself: "Pyroblast Forbidden Technique again? It seems , there are quite a few nobles who hooked up with alchemists recently."
He pondered for a while, then immediately wrote a letter, stuffed it into the roll, and handed it to Black Snake.
The black snake opened its mouth wide, swallowed the roll, twisted its body and slowly retracted it into the metal pipe.
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Mount Erdos, Bron family.
In a castle surrounded by a river full of traps, in a room like a bamboo shoot, two figures sat in front of a desk with a lot of information and a few thick books on it.
"According to our investigation, the murderer is likely to be his friend." Giangda with blond hair was sitting at the desk, tapping a pen lightly on a document, and said in a gentle manner: "We will start with Get it on him."
Sitting across the table was a pretty and slender figure, wearing a seemingly simple but valuable light green dress, resting his hand on his chin, staring at the potted plants on the window next to him in a trance, heard Giangda's words, came back to his senses, and glanced at him In the direction he was pointing, after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "Teacher, is there any trouble in our family?"
Gianda was taken aback, looked at this beautiful girl, and said, "Why do you think so?"
"Recently, my father has been deliberately not letting me leave the castle, and even bothered you to come to my house to accompany me. There must be something bad going on outside, and my father doesn't want me to know." The girl looked up at him and said, "Can you tell me?" Me?"
Giangda looked at her bright and clear eyes, her heart skipped a beat, she turned her head away, and said: "It's your illusion, your Bron family is an ancient nobleman with a huge industry, how could they be in trouble, but recently outside There are alchemists in and out, so it is not safe, so I am afraid that you will encounter danger when you go out."
"Really?" The girl stared at him deeply, lowered her head, and said nothing more.
Giangda put away the materials on the table, and said in a friendly voice: "Come here today, I think you are a little tired, and you have found the clues, I will go back and send someone to investigate." After finishing speaking, he picked up the books and materials, and turned around Quickly left the room.
In this room, which is comparable to an ordinary aristocratic hall, there was only the girl left in an instant. She sat silently for a while, feeling a little tired, got up and went to the window, looking at the courtyard and fruit trees outside, her depressed mood eased a lot. Suddenly, she saw a carriage coming here from a distant path, and a dark red flag was planted on the carriage.
The girl's eyes lit up, and she quickly went up to him.
The carriage quickly stopped in front of the courtyard, and a tall girl with snow-white skin and dark red curly hair got out of the carriage. Her slender body seemed to be blown by the wind at any time. She ran down from the carriage and happened to see The girl in the green skirt who ran out of the courtyard said in surprise, "Jenny."
Jenny was full of joy, and said, "Saya, why are you here?"
"I'm almost suffocated to death by myself, so I came to play with you." Mel Shaya said with a grin.
"Great, let's go in and talk." Jenny took her friend back to her room.
The sun was setting.
One afternoon passed, and Melshaya stood by the window holding Jenny's favorite plush doll, glanced at the sky, and said with some reluctance: "It's getting late, I should go back."
Jenny continued: "Why don't you rest at my house tonight."
Mel Shaya shook her head slightly, and said, "Today I'm going back to have an early rest, and I have another place to go tomorrow, ah, by the way, I'm here this time mainly to tell you good news."
"Good news?" Jenny was surprised.
Melshaya grinned and said: "The hunter you knew who was good at writing poetry before, didn't he go to jail for doing something wrong, and he was released on bail recently, and I'm going to a party tomorrow, maybe I will meet him."
"Hunter..." Jenny shook her body, looked at her in disbelief, and said, "You, are you talking about Du Dian?"
Mel Shaya shrugged and said: "I don't remember his name, but he is expected to encounter a lot of trouble when he is released on bail this time. The nobles who released him on bail are too down-to-earth, and they want to set up a consortium. Use your friends."
Jenny was startled, and murmured: "Didn't my father say that the things he committed cannot be released on bail?"
Mel Shaya said in surprise: "Really, it's just stealing. We used to do this kind of thing when we were young. With the power of your family, it's easy to release him on bail, right?"
Jenny was stunned for a while, then lowered her head and said, "That's right, but if you do something wrong, you need to be punished. This is fair. He is also a priest, so he can understand."