Lord of the Nine Realms

Chapter 137 Alchemist

As the saying goes, a man is poor but his ambition is short, and a horse is skinny and has long hair.

It would naturally be uncomfortable for a warlock to be squeezed out by another group of warlocks.

Seeing the tall and thin man leading his timid wife and son who was too sleepy to open his eyes into the adobe house, Lu Liangshan explained from the side:
"This person's name is Senasi Lun. Tumo contacted the warlock from the Zijin Empire through an intermediary, and the negotiated price was 30 gold coins per person. The intermediary was worried about death on the road, so he contacted fifteen people and agreed to pay according to their strength. "

"Three of them flinched before boarding the boat. The two with the weakest strength are left with ten gold coins each, and this Senna is one of them."

"Although he doesn't even have a staff, the intermediary has verified that he is indeed a warlock."

While the two were chatting, Senna walked out of the room and saluted Chen Yuansheng: "I've met Lord Chen, I've met Boss Lu."

"Warlock Sena, you've worked hard on this journey. Take a good rest. I'll let them call you when we eat later."

Chen Yuansheng didn't care about Senna's strength. He traveled thousands of miles and even if he couldn't be a warlock, he could do other things in the future.

Senna is about 1.7 meters tall, which is considered tall among the Grays. He has a thin body and not much flesh on his face. It seems that his past life was not very good.

Although he tried his best to appear neither humble nor overbearing, his face was tired, cautious, and careful, revealing a strong lack of self-confidence.

"Thank you, Lord, for your concern. I...I thought...I used to have a staff, but it was stolen later."

Sena smiled awkwardly: "I heard that Lord Chen bought some staffs. Can you lend me one first? Later... I will buy a new staff and return it to you."

It seems that among the Grays, there is a strong chain of contempt among warlocks, and no one without a staff is worthy of being called a warlock.

"The staff was bought for you, there is no need to return it."

Chen Yuansheng smiled and said: "Well, it seems that the staff is stored in Master Xu's blacksmith shop. If you can bear it, you might as well pick one for yourself. I will even give you the chalcedony directly."

A chrysanthemum-like smile instantly bloomed on Senna's bitter and resentful face: "Thank you, Lord Chen, I'm not tired and can hold on."

Chen Yuansheng led a few people towards the blacksmith shop, and when they were still dozens of meters away, they heard the sound of burning flames coming from the blacksmith shop.

I walked over and saw that several helping young men and tauren were surrounding Mr. Xu to watch the fun.

Master Xu holds a brand new staff in his right hand, and blue flames burst out from the five fingers of his left hand, making a tingling sound.

"Good, good, good!"

"With the staff, you can extract the spiritual energy from the chalcedony at will, and it will be much easier to forge weapons in the future."

Mr. Xu is very excited. He has only had a real staff until today.

Seeing Chen Yuansheng approaching, the young men and the tauren dispersed one after another.

"Lord Chen."

Mr. Xu was about to thank him, but then he saw a few people behind him and quickly raised his hands in greeting.

After hearing the intention of Chen Yuansheng and others, Mr. Xu asked the tauren to bring over the other four staffs hidden under the table.

Senna picked one and held it in his hand. His haggard face was filled with sadness and joy, and tears actually appeared in his eyes.

Mr. Xu looked at him and took out a green chalcedony from the box next to him: "Nuo, this is for you to use. It still has some spiritual energy."

Senna installed the chalcedony on the staff, felt it for a while, and quickly thanked Mr. Xu.

"You don't have to thank me, these chalcedony belong to Lord Chen. Brother, please show us to open our eyes."

Senna's eyes wandered, and the corners of his mouth moved a few times before he said: "I... I'm quite tired on this journey, maybe another day."

The blacksmith shop instantly became quiet. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one knew what to say.

Chen Yuansheng was about to rescue Senna when Tu Mo said from behind: "Sena, it's okay! Lord Chen has recruited low-level warlocks. It doesn't matter even if you are just starting out. Let everyone see your characteristics."

Mr. Xu didn't mean to laugh at Sena. He turned around and took out a small beast soul crystal from the box and handed it over: "Why don't you try this."

Senna gritted his teeth and said bravely: "No need...Actually, I am not an alchemist." Everyone around him stared at him, stunned.

Mr. Xu coughed dryly, took the Beast Soul Crystal back, nodded and said, "Oh! I've heard that there are hundreds of types of warlocks that have appeared in the history of the human race. I don't know which type Brother Sena belongs to."

Senna smiled awkwardly: "I am a gold warlock."

It seemed that he couldn't explain it clearly in words. Sena turned around and looked at the ground. He found a lot of iron filings under the wooden spinning wheel in the distance, so he walked over with his staff.

Everyone also gathered around.

Senna took a deep breath, stretched out his left hand, and tightened his right hand holding the staff, as if mobilizing all the spiritual energy in his body.

After more than ten seconds, Senna waved the staff in his right hand, and then clusters of black iron filings miraculously rose up under the wooden spinning wheel, concentrated and fell into the palm of Senna's hand.

About the size of a fingernail.

There was no sound in the blacksmith shop, and no one knew what an alchemist like Senna was good for: you spent a long time, and just got a little iron filings, which is not enough for the tauren to smash it with a hammer.

Very embarrassing.

"I'm really just getting started. I'll be fine in the future."

Senna blushed and felt thick-necked, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"and many more."

Chen Yuansheng grabbed Senna's wrist and looked carefully at the iron filings in his palm: "How come we have copper here?"

A young man next to him said: "I have used it before. The last time I made a bearing, the height of the anvil was not high enough, so I thought of a way. I borrowed a copper plate from Mr. Xu, polished off half of it and put it on the pad, and it was just right."

Chen Yuansheng nodded and said with a smile: "Senna, you seem to be able to separate iron filings and copper filings. Have you noticed it yourself?"

Senna shook his head awkwardly: "No, but it doesn't seem to be of any use."

"It will be useful here from now on."

Chen Yuansheng straightened up and then said: "Have you ever tried grabbing the soil from the ground?"

"I tried it, this one is much easier."

Senna changed places, stretched out his left hand, and waved his staff lightly with his right hand. A few seconds later, a pile of sand, like being rolled up by a tornado, filed up on the ground and gathered in Senna's hand - the size of an egg.

"What's the use of this...?"

There was a young man behind him who curled his lips and muttered: It’s better for me to shovel down as much as I can with a shovel.

"Metal and Earth Warlock."

Mr. Xu and Tumo said at the same time.

Chen Yuansheng gently patted Senna on the shoulder: "You can also call him a space warlock."

After receiving the Lord's approval, a smile finally appeared on Senna's haggard face: "Lord Chen, I... am not strong enough, please bear with me."

"Hahaha! Don't be so polite. From now on, you can stay here with Mr. Xu. I will give it to you when there is a mission."

As Chen Yuansheng spoke, he looked at the young man who had just polished the copper sheet and said to Mr. Xu, "Is this the one you mentioned to me last time?"

Master Xu nodded: "It's him, his name is Yang Xiaoyang."

"Why do you have the same name?"

(I was emotionally affected by some things at home today, so I canceled the 5000-word chapter. I’m sorry.)
　Thank you to the bosses of 'Gods Envy My Strange Name', 'There is a Road in the Book Mountain and Wash Your Hands Frequently' and 'I Will Draw My Eyebrows for You in This Life'. Thank you for your support.It will be on the shelves soon. I am really grateful to everyone for making it this far.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)