my armed maid

Chapter 8: Geniuses die young
Nolen was blocked by Wright who was blocking the bathroom door.

"What?" Nolen smiled, "Bathroom bullying?"

In public, he was not worried about Wright making any extraordinary moves.

What's more, even if the other party gets angry, he has the ability to protect himself.

"Little brother Nolen really loves to joke."

Wright twitched his lips, "I'm here to congratulate you in advance. Congratulations on becoming an official alchemist."

"Oh, thank you." Nolen took a step forward, but when he saw that Wright still didn't give way to the aisle, he couldn't help but frown slightly, "Anything else?"

"After the exam, I wonder if you can come and sit at my place for a while?"

Wright got to the point, "I have been hanging out in Linfeng City for so many years, and I know a lot of people. Not only are they rich and powerful, but they are also very willing to make friends with a new alchemist. Knowing them will help you in your future development." It must be of great help.”

Nolen was unmoved and refused: "If you want to talk about the alchemy workshop, then there is no need. I will not give in. I have lived there for ten years and it is impossible to move away."

Seeing that he didn't give any face, Wright's face darkened: "I advise you to talk, I can make an offer that you can't refuse.

"Young man, the matter of workshop inheritance is not as simple as you think. The exchanges between alchemists are not only academic exchanges, but also human relations.

"Those of us with seniority have not yet joined the queue for this workshop. Is it appropriate for you, a young man who has just arrived, to join the queue? If you cause public outrage and no colleagues make friends with you, you will still not be able to survive in the upper city! "

Nolen was a little impatient. He sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "You useless old guys should have exploded with gold coins long ago."

Wright opened his eyes in disbelief: "You...what did you say!?"

"Qualifications? Qualifications are useless. Your only advantage is that you have worked for a few more years than young people?"

Nolen sneered, "Really capable people are not reused, but old guys with no morals and talent are monopolizing all the benefits. Why? Since you don't have the ability to fight for inheritance rights with me, you are willing to admit defeat. Your intimidating rogue attitude, I’m ashamed of you.”

"you……!"

Wright was trembling with anger at these words and was speechless for a moment. Nolen strode out of the bathroom and returned to the examination room.

He didn't mean to say it so harshly, but Wright's behavior aroused some concerns, and there was a fire burning in his chest at this time.

In the world of extraordinary beings, the strong are respected, and whoever is stronger is the boss, but in the circle of alchemists, it is different.

Because knowledge is difficult to quantify, this is an academic circle that attaches great importance to seniority. It is generally believed that older people always have more knowledge and knowledge than younger people.

The upper echelons of the Alchemy Society are all old men who are half dead, and everyone always gives priority to the elderly when dealing with problems.

It was the same when I was an apprentice under Rusty. He was treated like a beast by his teacher, but he was often bullied by apprentices who were several years older than him, even though their alchemy skills were not even half as good as mine.

He was already afraid of being bullied, and he had already secretly vowed that he would become stronger, so strong that he would never let others bully him again.

The episode during the break was not pleasant, and Nolen, who was aroused, seemed a little absent-minded during the final interview. However, becoming an alchemist was already a certainty, so it didn't hurt.

Until the end, Wilson opened a gift box, stood up with a smile, and put the Ouroboros badge in the gift box on his chest, declaring that he had become an official alchemist.

Everyone present applauded him. Nolen looked down at the badge on his chest and suddenly felt relieved.

The goal I have worked hard for for ten years has been achieved.

"You don't have to worry about inheriting the workshop."

When leaving, Wilson patted him on the shoulder, "Your test scores are very good, you are still so young, the society attaches great importance to your training, and we will try our best to satisfy your demands within a reasonable range. "

"Thank you, Lord Wilson." Nolen bowed slightly.

He was grateful to Wilson. In this environment with strict seniority and hierarchy, it was not easy for Wilson as a director to be willing to give young people a chance to compete.

Although he is not specifically protective, he is an extremely rare "honest official" in this world who can handle official business without prejudice.

"It's all as it should be." Wilson hesitated and then said, "As for the inheritance of the Alchemy Workshop, although you are the first in line, it may be a better choice for you not to inherit.

"You have become an alchemist not long ago and have not yet accumulated connections in the society. I am afraid that you and Wright will conflict on this matter and that he will secretly target you in the future.

"If you are willing to negotiate with him, I can mediate and help you get the best interests. He should be able to get a slightly remote house and a hundred gold coins as compensation."

Nolen's heart warmed and he politely declined: "Don't worry about it, it's just that I have lived there since I was a child, and I do have a reason not to give in."

"Okay, then come to me to discuss anything else." Wilson didn't say much, "Your talent is very good, and the Alchemy Society needs to inject dynamic fresh blood like you. You must study hard in the future. Don’t let your talents go to waste.”

"I will certainly live up to your expectations."

After exchanging a few words, the two of them said goodbye at the entrance of the academy. Nolen called a carriage and returned to the Ras Refining Gold Workshop.

The identity of the alchemist and the inheritance rights of the workshop have been obtained. This is just the beginning, there is still a lot to do next.

One is dealing with the disabled girl Yuna, who has to help her regain her mobility.

One is to fully take over Rusty's legacy. It would be best to contact the customers who had previously cooperated with him, so that the problem of the workshop's capital operation can be solved.After the funding problem is solved, the next step is to create more alchemical weapons similar to "Magic Tool - Duelist", which can change the embarrassing situation of alchemists having only brains but no force.

Even after confirming Yuna's loyalty in the future, he can equip her with some heavy firepower and let her serve as his thug and bodyguard.

As a knight, her ability to carry and adapt to alchemical weapons must be stronger than hers.

Nolen was sitting in the carriage thinking about his future plans when the moving carriage suddenly stopped.

How can it be so fast to drive back to the workshop?He opened the curtains in confusion, only to find that the carriage had arrived at a remote and unfamiliar place at some point.

Even the driver at the beginning was changed to a man with a hooked nose in a black cloak. He turned his head and revealed a sinister smile under his hood:
"Sir, you are already here."

When was the substitution made?

Nolen was horrified and jumped out of the car window without any hesitation. The next moment, the cloaked man pulled out the long sword from his waist and easily split the car in half with one strike.

Such a covert carjacking, such power of wielding a sword, the opponent must be a "knight".

Nolen rolled awkwardly on the ground twice and straightened up, quickly observing the surrounding situation.

It seemed that the carriage had entered a dead end. At the end of the dead end was an abandoned mansion. They were confronting each other in the yard, and the man in the cloak blocked the only exit.

"Wright sent you here?" Nolen's voice was hoarse and he hid his hands in his sleeves.

After his confrontation with Wright in the bathroom, he certainly thought that the other party would target him, or even use force.

But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. I cut myself off on the way back.

Is this the mobility of an old thing?The first academic exchange between him and his fellow alchemists was truly harmonious and friendly.

"You know who you have offended, and you don't need me to explain."

The cloaked man raised the tip of his sword, "Don't struggle pointlessly. I can make your death less painful."

Nolen was unmoved and raised his voice: "Wright, if I were you, I would never be so anxious to want the other party to die. Everyone in the Alchemy Society knows that I have a conflict with you, and I was assassinated as soon as I left the house. You definitely can’t escape the involvement.”

His voice echoed in the alley, and no one responded for a long time. He raised the corners of his mouth and laughed:

"Why, you have the guts to do such dirty things, but don't have the guts to talk to me in person?
"I know you are here. You drew a magic circle in the yard to isolate the sound in order to do it neatly. The marks on the magic circle are still very new. You must have drawn it when you came out of the bathroom. If you want to kill me, I guess you'd be happy to see me die."

The late autumn wind shook the dilapidated iron gate in the yard. With a creaking sound, the door of the abandoned mansion was pushed open from the inside, and Wright walked out with a gloomy face.

"I didn't want to kill you originally. I just planned to bring you to meet this friend of mine and make you an offer you couldn't refuse."

Wright looked at the young man in front of him with pity, as if looking at a dead corpse, "I admit that you really angered me, and your performance in the exam also surprised me. I can't let a future threaten me. of people live to see tomorrow.

"Nolen, I have one last word for you: Don't touch things that are not yours. If you are so greedy, even a genius will die young.

"As for what happens after death, you don't have to worry about it. Before I left, I told the people in the society that I was going to go out of the city to do some errands. By this time, my carriage should have left Linfeng City.

"I have perfect alibi. As for you, you will be dissolved in this deserted yard, and not even a single residue will be found. When I come back from outside the city, the alchemy workshop will be mine."

Wright narrowed his eyes as he spoke, trying to appreciate the look of despair on the other person's face.

Nolen smiled, his expression still calm: "Really? That really saves me a lot of effort. I heard that the grassland people are raging outside the city, and a powerless alchemist went out to do errands and disappeared, which is also very sad. A normal thing, right?”

"It seems your mouth is more powerful than your brain."

Wright sneered, "I could have given you a happy one, but now I have changed my mind. Let this friend of mine teach you how to respect your elders. He will crush your bones piece by piece and make you feel for you from the bottom of your heart." I regret my rude remarks."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cloaked man turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Nolen.

Nolen's left hand moved slightly, and it seemed that before he could even reach out to resist, the man in the cloak grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.

With the weight of his whole body pressed on his neck, Nolen's face turned red instantly, and he struggled to grab the cloaked man's left hand, trying to open his palm.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Wright suddenly laughed happily. How could a third-level knight's physical strength be easily broken by an alchemist who had been trained for a long time?

"No, my friend, don't crush his throat so quickly. Start with his calves. I want to hear his screams."

Hearing this, the man in the cloak relaxed his left hand slightly, put the sword in its sheath with his right hand, and stretched it towards Nolen's left leg.

Just when his hand was holding Nolen's ankle, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Nolen's left hand lit up with a purple light.

The purple light quickly unfolded into a magic circle, covering his wrist like a halo. At the same time, a strong electric current burst out from Nolen's left hand and circulated through the cloaked man's left hand to his whole body.

"what!"

There was no time to react due to the close proximity. The cloaked man let out a short and weird scream, twitched and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)