Alchemist’s Daily Life In Foreign World

Mr. Wilson got out of the bathroom, and he felt a lot of energy.

He walked to the dining room and sat down, when old steward walked over to salute and said:

"Master, today I have Franz bacon toast with mushroom cream soup for breakfast.

What do you think?"

"Okay, give me another cup of coffee, which is the kind of drink that the new continent has passed on. I want the strongest one!"

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Speaking, he picked up a Tywood Morning News from the table and looked at it.

Without reading two lines, he put down the newspaper again.

Today he is really not in the mood to watch. There is always a feeling of fidgeting in my heart.

Things have to start last month.

At a New Year party, he met an old classmate whom he had not seen for many years.

This classmate is now the palace mage of the northern kingdom of Adran.

This time he came with the delegation of Yihe.

When he showed off to his friends that he was about to join the Ailand Imperial Family alchemist group, that classmate suddenly reminded him very vaguely:

"You can go to the insider to ask .

Previous members of the Imperial Family alchemist, or the twelve red robe members of the famous alchemist association.

Pay attention to the changes before and after they became members!"

After that, he took heart, and repeatedly inquired about the "brilliant deeds" of the current members at the meetings of the society.

I felt something was wrong.

He even went to the family's ancestral home for this matter, to visit his grandfather, the current member of the Imperial Magic Committee, the magister Mr. Wilson.

The veteran empire magister in front of him is already close to a hundred years old.

But it looks younger than his grandson.

And this grandson is still the younger of his grandsons.

Perhaps this is the reason why this Sir Grandfather is withdrawn and unwilling to see his relatives?

After the'kind and friendly' greetings of grandmother and granddaughter, Edward's mentor more obscurely presented his own findings to his grandfather.

I also hope to withdraw from this campaign for my own safety.

"Don’t worry!

Those old bastard will take care of you for my face!

When the time comes, you still Yourself!"

Not surprisingly, Mentor Wilson heard his grandfather's words and became even more frightened.

But he didn’t expect her lonely grandfather to continue saying:

"In two years, I will be 100 years old!

I can bless you at most Your time for twenty years.

After you become an alchemist committee member, as long as you stay in that position obediently and honestly.

when the time comes, the benefits of the family are one point. will not be less.

In the past few years, I will use these resources to attack the Great Magister again.

If you are lucky, you children will be able to have another thirty years more. Day.

In these several decades, if the few good seedlings in the family can produce another magister, the prosperity of the family can continue..."

See His old grandson still has a sorrowful expression on his face.

The old man smiled and said:

"If you hadn't walked the lucky dog ​​excrement, you could crack the rouch cement formula.

Just your body, I I can see that even the good days of these two decades can't be finished.

Go back...Be your commissioner sir with peace of mind.

Receive the promotion ceremony with peace of mind.

No need to do anything else, just eat and wait for death!"

Tutor Wilson's mood got worse after receiving his grandfather's promise.

In the eyes of his grandfather, he was a pawn for profit.

You only need to "be in" your own chess piece.

As for whether you are not yourself or your soul is still there, it doesn't matter at all.

He suddenly felt that he was so lonely in this world.

He began to miss the office at the corner of Lian Metal Element again, and the days of carefree reading and teaching every day...

Teacher Wilson hurriedly went to find himself. An old classmate, didn't expect the mission to return home early because of the breakdown of negotiations.

Suddenly he thought of the student who played around with him. Maybe he can give himself some advice.

As a messenger, he wrote those head-concealing formulas in the canvassing letter.

It took some more days before he sent the recording crystal.

It has been two days since the crystal was sent. I don’t know why the kid didn’t believe it.

Didn't you hear that you are anxious?

Today is the time for promotion!

When he thought of this, he suddenly saw the old steward tray serving not only toast, thick soup, and coffee.

There is also the alchemy box I sent two days ago.

Mr Wilson suddenly came to his spirits.

In two bites, I ate the toast and thick soup in my hand, and drank the strongest black coffee in one bite.

He grabbed the box and entered his study without looking back...

The promotion ceremony was chosen in the afternoon, the secretary general of the Alchemist Association and the head of the Ailand Imperial Family alchemist. , Sir Klein was sitting contemplatively next to a secret altar in the Association.

Those who are busy setting up the altar include not only the members of the warlock group of their own country, but also a few of the 12red robe.

Being busy until the end, one of them got up and walked in front of Sir Klein, and asked without beginning and ending:

"What is the regulation this time?"

Klein looked up and saw that it was his Old Partner, Christian Count.

He stretched out two fingers with snow-white gloves and said:

"Two preparations, if the old Mr. Wilson comes to participate in the promotion ceremony of his grandson, then we will Do nothing!

If that person doesn’t come, then..."

"Isn’t no one wants that waste?

I think it’s better Just let him go."

Christian Count said.

"no! I changed my mind!

Regardless of whether the old Mr. Wilson comes or not, we have to probe the new committee member.

Can't just let the Wilsons take a share!

I always think that cement may not be simple!"

Christian count nodded, turned around and continued to get busy.

An hour later, the promotion ceremony is ready.

A carriage slowly came to the corner of King Charles Cross.

Wilson's tutor full of energy got off the carriage.

Wearing the newly allotted golden Imperial Family alchemist regiment robe, he took a step forward and walked into the alchemist regiment headquarters building.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I saw my grandfather and Sir Klein talking about something.

I heard that Sir Klein said in an unhurried voice:

"Your Excellency the most recent Wilson Magister.

This promotion The ceremony is just a ceremony inside the Imperial Family alchemist group.

You don’t need to come in person.

And our promotion ceremony is not open to the public."

At this time, the two turned their heads at the same time and looked towards Mr. Wilson walking from outside the door.

Master demonic path said to his grandson solemnly:

"You are late!

You are in your fifties.

I want my Old Guy to wait for you!"