From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 364 Silver Bottle Seven

"Mr. Gillan, did you...did you use alchemy just now?"

Flamel asked curiously as he walked beside Gillan.

"Yes." Jilan glanced at the noble girl and replied. "The alchemy array was prepared in advance."

"Are those four high-level structures that you figured out yourself?"

Flamel was startled and asked again.

Gillan nodded.

"Since I haven't learned 'Alchemical Catalyst' yet, I just used some simple materials to mix some ink and drew the alchemical array on parchment in advance according to its applicability, so that I can take it out and use it at any time."

“It’s actually possible…?!”

Flamel looked surprised.

Jilan chuckled and said:
"At present, I can't do it to the same level as Madam McCara. It takes too long to temporarily draw an alchemy array, and it is simply not enough to deal with emergencies. So I had to find another way and came up with this method."

"The basic alchemical array of decomposition and reconstruction... through the effect of the high-level structure, the matter is highly condensed."

Flamel muttered as he recalled the previous scene.

She looked deeply at the blond young man.

Such an alchemy array is actually not of much help in combat... The truly terrifying thing about Gilan is his actual combat ability.

With just a hard and heavy "mud stick", he easily dealt with the group of senior apprentices of the "Red Duke".

"How strong is he really?"

Flamel couldn't help but wonder.

"Will they be stronger than my mother's guards? That's impossible... They are all retired elites of the royal family, and each of them has physical strength that surpasses that of ordinary people."

But even thinking this way, Flamel still wasn't sure, because Gillan had left such a deep impression on her and was very mysterious.

Flamel glanced at the lion-headed monster in the blond youth's hand. For some reason, the monster stopped moving soon after they left, like a corpse in Gillan's hand, which looked a little creepy.

"Is this monster created using alchemy? It's really scary..."

Flamel thought to himself, shaking his head secretly.

The three of them walked along the forest path back to the cabin.

But as soon as I walked to the door, I heard a conversation coming from inside. It was Mrs. McCullagh talking to another strange middle-aged man.

"…Are you sure you won't consider it again? McCalla."

The man's deep voice sounded.

"You were one of us before, so I believe you are well aware of our determination. This time, I really found relevant records about the Philosopher's Stone... I am even 80% sure that it is indeed the manuscript left by the original unknown alchemist."

"No need, Mr. Borr."

Ms. McCalla said softly.

"I have withdrawn from Midnight Rose for a long time, and I no longer want to get involved in your affairs. I just want to study my own things quietly."

"McKalla, let me tell you this... I have actually already experimented with it, and even succeeded to a large extent. I have refined a semi-finished 'Philosopher's Stone', which I call 'Black Jade'."

Borol said in a deep voice.

"The only thing left is to make it undergo a secondary transmutation reaction, dye it completely, and achieve a perfect state, turning it into a scarlet crystal!"

"McKara, do you know? Even the semi-finished 'Black Jade' contains more energy than the best 'Alchemical Catalyst' of the current era, even more than ten times. Do you know what this means..."

"If we can successfully refine the 'Philosopher's Stone', it will be able to realize many of our past visions that we were helpless to achieve. Immortality? Cure? Power? Energy? Even unifying the world... They are no longer dreams!"

"No need to say more, Mr. Borr."

However, Mrs. McCalla remained indifferent and still declined the invitation.

"As the leader of the 'Midnight Rose', you must know better than anyone that the principle of 'equivalent exchange' is the law of truth in the world... If you want to refine the 'Philosopher's Stone', the price you have to pay is immeasurable."

"Alas." Mrs. McCullagh sighed and paused. "Take advantage of the opportunity to turn back now and don't fall into it again. The Philosopher's Stone may look beautiful, but it will become the fuse of a disaster."

"McKara, since you have no intention of joining, forget it... I came to you in person this time because of our past and because I admire your knowledge and talent. Unfortunately, we are not of the same kind."

Borol's disappointment was palpable.

bang.

The door of the wooden house opened from the inside, and a blond man in a red and black satin robe walked out with a gloomy face.

His tight red-striped trousers were tucked into his pointed boots, which made a clattering sound when he walked.

The man glanced at the three apprentices standing in the yard, then looked at the stitched monster in Jilan's hand. Without saying a word, he turned and left.

After he walked away, Gillan asked the noble girl Flamel beside him in a deep voice:
"That gentleman just now was the 'Red Duke'?"

"Yes." Flamel nodded, his eyes filled with awe. "He is also a great alchemist who was personally received by the Queen. He once refined three rare treasures for the royal family, which were enshrined in the palace."

"Mr. Borol Dupu, the 'Red Duke', Mr. Mikala Melaskes, the 'Silver Bottle Lady', and Mr. Hermes Mish, the 'Forge King', are known as the three great alchemists who are closest to the truth after the original unknown alchemist."

"I see." Gilan nodded.

He was surprised in his heart.

With his extraordinary hearing, he heard the conversation in the room clearly...

What Gillan didn't expect was that this "Red Duke" Borol Dupu was actually the leader of the "Midnight Rose" of this era! 'Did he ascend to heaven in the future? Why haven't I heard Teacher Pala mention him...'

He thought to himself.

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The peaceful study life goes by quickly.

Time flies and another month has passed.

During this month, Gillan made rapid progress and gradually left Lemay and Galken behind.

No matter what Mrs. McCalla taught, Gillan could remember it in his mind after just one listen, and then, with his excellent understanding and intelligent brain, he could quickly understand and digest it, and even apply it to other situations.

Even as the courses became increasingly difficult, Gillan's progress showed no signs of slowing down.

This surprised Mrs. McCullagh even more, because the knowledge she described would take at least a year or two to master. But the talent of the apprentice, Gillan Iros, repeatedly exceeded her expectations.

At the same time, this also made Le May feel frustrated, and he even lost the desire to compete with him. Instead, he had an inexplicable admiration and worship for him.

During this month, in addition to learning the knowledge taught by Mrs. McCalla, Gillan also disassembled and studied the body structure of the stitched monster, trying to reverse engineer its principles.

However, the harvest was not much.

The monster's internal organs were also a combination of a canine and a lion, but Gillan couldn't figure out how this alchemical creature achieved fusion and was able to move like a normal creature.

He guessed that this was most likely related to the green potion spilled by the group of apprentices... and that they should have also borrowed the power of the alchemy array when piecing together the creatures.

In the end, Jilan had to corrupt the lion-headed monster that had been torn into pieces and obtained 20 points of mysterious energy, which was better than nothing.

Interestingly, during this period of time, Galken seemed to be quite interested in this patchwork creature. Whenever Gilan was studying it, he would come over to observe.

He said nothing and just watched quietly.

But Gillan discovered the unconcealable thirst for knowledge in the eyes of this introverted and timid young civilian.

This evening.

The lady took the three apprentices to have dinner in the courtyard and began to tell them new knowledge... In fact, it seemed that she was speaking for Gillan.

Because Lemay and Galken were far behind Gillan, especially Galken, who was still learning what he had learned half a month ago.

"Today I will tell you about the major branches of alchemy, which will help you gain a more comprehensive understanding of this subject."

Mrs. McCullagh finished a piece of bread, wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk scarf, and spoke gently.

She stretched out a finger and unexpectedly conjured up a wisp of fire, a ball of water, a vortex of wind and a rock out of thin air.

The four substances swirled between his fingers without interfering with each other.

"Fire is the father, water is the mother, the wind conceives, the earth feeds."

"This is the foundation of the creation of the world. It is also the four elements of the universe. It is the substance that symbolizes the four old gods of creation."

Mrs. McCulla laughed.

"Among the earthly substances, there are three that are particularly special and cannot be avoided by us alchemists: mercury, sulfur, and salt."

"Mercury makes matter flow, sulfur makes matter burn, and salt crystals make matter solidify, thus creating a perfect balance."

As she spoke, the lady took out three glass bottles, each containing yellow powder, silver liquid, and white granules.

She took out another pencil, placed it directly on the table, and tapped it with her fingers.

Benedict.

A silver alchemy array emerged.

The lady uncorked the glass bottle, sprinkled a little sulfur powder on the pencil, and then pointed her finger, and the flame suspended in the air fell down and ignited it.

Bear!
The pencil caught fire.

The wooden shell was quickly burned to ashes, and the pencil lead inside was also powdered under the high temperature.

Mrs. McCullagh then threw in mercury and added the elements of water and earth, and soon the pencil dust merged into a flowing "grey substance."

After the mass was thoroughly mixed, the lady added salt and a pinch of the mysterious "alchemical catalyst" to solidify it into a hard ball like gray stone.

Finally, she ignited it again with sulfur and activated the power of the alchemy array.

In the blazing flames, the sphere began to dye rapidly.

It changed from gray to black, from black to blue, and finally to golden yellow.

"Lead...turned into gold?!"

Flamel widened her beautiful eyes in surprise.

Although this was the second time seeing the “midanalysis”, the specific process was somewhat different, which gave the three apprentices a completely new feeling.

"To turn base metals into precious metals is a broad summary of alchemy."

Mrs. McCalla retracted the alchemy array and smiled.

There was only one golden ball left on the table, shining brightly.

(End of this chapter)