From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 369 Silver Bottle 2

Chapter 369 Silver Bottle Twelve
As Gilan finished speaking.

The dark green flames slowly dissipated.

The three silver vessels on the table contained three refined items...

A translucent spherical jewel that is red on the outside and green on the inside with intricate patterns; a bubbling pink liquid medicine; and a clear azure liquid medicine.

"The Eye of Sakya, Ocean Soup, and Blue Water."

Flamel looked at these three things with amazement.

She and Galken beside her stared at the blond youth as if he were a monster... He was refining three products at the same time, and they were all successfully refined! There was no omission in the process!

The two of them couldn't help but secretly sigh that the gap between themselves and Gillan Iros was getting wider and wider.

"Are these three things the alchemical substances that the Sakya royal family commissioned Madam Macara to refine?"

Flamel asked.

Gillan nodded.

As he packed the three items in a beautiful wooden box and glass bottle, he said calmly:

"Customized jewelry, beauty products, and...strengthening drugs."

The medicine called "Blue Water" is said to be a "body-strengthening medicine", but in fact it is a "sexual enhancement medicine" that can increase women's interest and prolong pleasure.

And it can indeed improve women's physical fitness and certain abilities, but Gillan prefers to call it a "yin-enhancing drug."

"According to the royal commission, we need to refine two more batches."

Gillan turned his head and glanced at the two of them.

"You guys take a break first, and try to finish it all at once today."

"Ok."

Flamel and Galken were startled for a moment, then gritted their teeth and nodded.

...

at dusk.

Gillan carried a large box and went straight to the attic of the main house.

He knocked on the door and entered, placed the box next to the silver-robed lady's table, and opened it to show it.

"Madam, everything you asked me to do has been completed."

Gillan said respectfully.

"Well..." Mrs. McCullagh put down the work at hand, turned her head and looked at him with a smile on her face. "Well done, thank you for your hard work."

Perhaps out of trust or simply because she could tell with her eyes that the alchemical items were of acceptable quality, she did not examine them herself.

"You are now a qualified alchemist, Gilan."

Madam exclaimed in admiration.

"Since the royal commission has been completed, you can take a few days off and do what you want to do... and then help me do some new experiments when you have time."

"Yes, ma'am." Jilan nodded in agreement.

At the same time, he also heard Mrs. McCulla's subtext, which was to give him enough freedom.

“I can finally go hunting again…”

Ji Lan secretly thought.

Over the past six months, he has kept a low profile, devoted all his time and energy to the study of mysticism and alchemy, and has not hunted again.

But he has actually been secretly investigating the whereabouts of the "Grafting School" and the "Midnight Rose". With Galken as a chess piece, it is not difficult to find that group of people.

After Jilan bowed to his wife, he left the attic of the main house and came to the courtyard.

The noble girl Flamel has been waiting here.

She was wearing a low-cut, off-shoulder, corseted long dress today, with a black silk band tied in her hair, revealing her aristocratic temperament.

Seeing Gillan coming out, Flamel greeted him with a smile and asked curiously:

"Mr. Gillan, what did Mrs. McCullagh say?"

"Madam is very satisfied."

Gillan glanced at her and smiled.

Flamel looked delighted.

"Really? This is great!"

For her, it is a very happy thing to be recognized by the teacher.

Of course, the main credit goes to Jilan, because she and Galken were just helping out.

"By the way, I heard some interesting stories about the royal family from home this morning, but I haven't had time to tell you yet!"

Flamel thought of something and quickly pulled Gillan to sit down at the round table in the yard.

Because they were so close, Gillan could even smell a unique perfume from her, a mixture of bergamot, jasmine, ylang-ylang and geranium, very fresh and natural.

"What?" Gilan asked casually.

"I heard that the royal family has issued a recruitment order, intending to find some outstanding alchemists hidden among the people to form a team for the royal court."

Flamel narrated with great interest.

"A few days ago, a group of foreign alchemists came here upon invitation, claiming that they had mastered a lot of alchemical knowledge from the far west."

"One of them demonstrated alchemy to Her Majesty the Queen in public... Guess what happened?"

"What happened?" Gilan asked cooperatively.

"Hahaha!" Flamel burst into laughter before he even started talking, tears of laughter hung in the corners of his eyes, and his cheeks were flushed. "That guy thought that urine was yellow and could be used to refine gold, so he asked Her Majesty the Queen to send people to collect the excrement of the residents of Andrea..."

"That guy extracted 1584 gallons of urine into a small bottle of white phosphorus."

“Hahaha… Her Majesty the Queen was so angry that her face turned black. She ordered on the spot that the swindler was hanged in Queen’s Square.”

"As expected, what Madam McCalla said is correct. Most alchemists in the world are only half-baked and do not even have a complete grasp of the most basic knowledge."

Jilan shook his head and sighed.

Flamel hummed, turned her head to look at the blond young man beside her, and began to share other interesting stories with a smile.

The two chatted for a while, and the smile on the noble girl's face never faded.

Gillan noticed the girl's smile and agreed with her while secretly sighing. In the past six months, he had already discovered that Flamel had been worshipping him more and more and more, and had been clinging to him more and more since he didn't know when.

This is not a good sign.

This is just a film, a fragment of the past recorded by Si Chen with supreme power. Gillan doesn't want to have too much interaction with the characters in the film.

After Flamel told another funny story, she became more talkative, but Gillan just chuckled and said a few perfunctory words, then found an excuse to interrupt the chat.

"Miss Flamel, I'm a little tired after helping Madam refine for a whole day. I want to go back to the cabin and rest for a while."

Gillan said apologetically.

Flamel opened his mouth, was startled, and then nodded angrily.

"Well, let's talk next time."

The noble girl watched the blond young man walk into the wooden house, her face blushing and she snorted angrily.

He whispered again:
"Who wants to chat with you..."

...

The next night.

Gilan asked Vivi to cast a spell on Galken, who lived in the same room with him, making him sleep even more deeply.

But he put on a cloak, quietly left the cabin and headed straight for the town of Andrea.

With Jilan's current physical condition, even if he is running on foot, his endurance and speed are greater than that of a horse.

In less than half an hour, he arrived outside the city of Andea.

The eight-meter-high city wall was not an obstacle for him at all. Jilan could climb up it with his bare hands and flip over it with a few leaps.

The female soldiers patrolling on the city walls and even on the streets were struck by Vivi's confusion spell as soon as they saw Jilan. They could only stand there in a daze and "watch" Jilan walk by in a swagger.

Gilan had a clear purpose and headed straight for the residential area east of Andea.

Through Galken, he found out an important stronghold of the "Grafting School".

Tonight, he planned to have a good hunt.

Along the way, Gilan silently observed the streets of Andea. He found that in just half a year, the capital of the Kingdom of Sakya had undergone tremendous changes.

In particular, several tall spires were built in the five regions of east, west, south, north and center, and the spires could be seen from a distance. The stone pavement also had some luxurious curved patterns.

It is said that this was the result of the royal family's leadership and the employment of a large number of craftsmen.

call--

The night wind in late autumn has turned cold, blowing through the quiet and deserted streets, making a whistling sound.

A ghostly figure quietly stood under an ordinary stone and wood building.

Jilan looked up and saw that there was a fire burning in the wooden window on the second floor. There were shadows inside and some whispers of communication.

Inside the house, second floor.

"Mr. Freed, we have recruited a lot of new members during this period. According to your request, all actions are very low-key... At the same time, Galken, Pasarup, Anani, Fruto and others are also progressing smoothly."

A woman with a facial scar reported in a low voice.

Sitting at the wooden table were seven or eight men and women of all ages, talking in low voices.

Sitting in the main seat was a man with short black curly hair, wearing aristocratic silk clothing.

"Oh, I see."

The man nodded and said in a deep voice.

"The Duke's operation is about to begin. Trishi, activate those chess pieces tomorrow and find a way to have them hold back those great alchemists."

"Yes, Mr. Freed."

The scarred woman nodded her head in agreement.

The man sitting in the main seat glanced at everyone and made a gesture.

"Let the kitchen serve the food. We have been busy all day and haven't eaten yet."

"Yes." The scarred woman, Trishi, stood up, holding the candlestick and walked out of the room.

There were candles lit in the corridor outside, and the environment was a little dim. She went downstairs by the light of the candle and went straight to the kitchen.

However, before he got close, Trishi felt something was wrong because it was too quiet.

She stopped outside the kitchen door, her brows furrowed.

Then, she raised her arm with a cold face, and her originally fair skin began to grow green scales, her fingers became more slender, and her nails turned into sharp claws.

But just as she was about to push the door open, the wooden door of the kitchen opened first, and a male servant carrying a tray walked out.

Trish breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, her pupils shrank sharply.

"?!"

Because the servant was tall, had blond hair and handsome features.

The most important thing is that she has never seen this person...

"Who are you?!" Trishi asked coldly.

However, the blond young man said something she couldn't understand:

"We meet again, woman."

Gillan smiled.

"I said I would kill you the next time I see you..."

As he spoke, his hand stretched out like lightning.