Witch Alchemist

Why don't poor people use gold bowls and gold forks to enjoy food, but use wooden bowls and wooden spoons?

Of course, it's limited by conditions!

The extension is the cost-effectiveness issue.

Those wizards who are not poor also prefer to use stones for carving.

Another factor that cannot be ignored is the difficulty of processing and forging.

Not everyone has mastered the knowledge of [Sulfur and Mercury Theory] and Zabier Magic Gold.

This is a huge and complicated unfamiliar system. If you don't have the talent of [Sulfur and Mercury Theory] like yourself, ordinary people have to spend their entire lives to get started and master it.

In addition, from the perspective of active energy, driving metal is much more difficult than driving stone.

"I have the alchemical talent of [Sulfur and Mercury Theory]. Logically speaking, I can create a powerful metal golem by adjusting the sulfur and mercury ratio of Zabier Magic Gold.

This kind of fire copper is the magic metal component of bronze, which fully meets the conditions.

The activation magic is engraved in the soul and becomes a "first-level activation technique", which can also be done.

Unknowingly, these requirements have been fully met...

Maybe you can give it a try! "

What Roy is thinking about now is nothing else but the original purpose of coming to the Aster world, to create a powerful golem in order to pass the organization's test.

In order to pass such a test, all the participants have been striving for excellence.

I am not just comparing myself with the alchemists of the time. Even if I have multiple talents, I am afraid that I will be lost in the crowd if I don't show some real skills.

...

"Zabir Magic Gold... Fire Copper!

Requires Red Flame Stone, Magic Fire Copper...

It would be best if some special magic materials such as Fire Dragon Blood and Earth Core Lava can be added!"

Roy looked up the astronomy, geography, customs, and various actual conditions of various mineral resources and products in this world, and combined with the knowledge in his mind, he soon had a specific plan.

"It's not realistic to get Fire Dragon Blood, so let's get Earth Core Lava! "

Red flame stone and demonized fire copper are both produced in this world, and it is even possible to buy them at places like the Antola Opera House.

The most rare thing is probably the symbol that triggers metal transmutation.

There are actually quite a lot of alternative materials, but considering the current reality, the core lava would be better.

For this reason, he found Planjie.

"Go and help me find it."

"Really, this kind of thing is very troublesome!"

Planjie was still quite reluctant.

"Just treat it as the master's task!

If there is a chance in the future, I will reward you with a set of armor and equipment!"

Roy offered inducements.

"Really?"

Planjie immediately turned from resentment to joy.

As an alchemist, Roy can refine a lot of good things.

...

More than three months later.

No. 66 King Street.

Planjie, who was exhausted, knocked on the door.

When Atidia came out and opened the door, she couldn't help but look bitter.

"Finally back, I'm almost exhausted! "

The lava from the earth's core in the secular world is not necessarily difficult to obtain, but it is inevitable to travel around and be exhausted.

She also knew from this that the master's task was indeed not easy to do.

"That's great!

This morning, Lord Roy was still talking about you."

Attia showed a little surprise on her face.

"Tsk!

He must have said something bad!"

Planjie said.

Soon after, the two came to the inner courtyard.

The handsome boy was half lying at the door of the small garden, and the late spring wisteria trellis opened above him, like a purple umbrella.

The wooden rocking chair made a lazy squeak with the rhythm, and a black cat dressed in an apron and a little maid stood up, supported his shoulders with both hands, and kneaded them hard.

From time to time, he would get close to his neck and ask flatteringly: "Master, is this strength okay?"

"Yeah. "Roy narrowed his eyes and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad, Domi, you are becoming more and more mature and reliable."

"Meow!" The black cat straightened its floral apron, and the pink pads inside its furry cat paws pressed on Roy's shoulder blades again, kneading it hard like a kitten kneading milk.

While kneading, it also made a comfortable snoring sound.

Roy smiled and raised his hand to scratch its chin.

Tsk tsk!

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Planjie couldn't help but sigh secretly, this stinky cat is arrogant and lazy, and only obeys and acts cute in front of Roy.

"Planjie, are you back?"

Roy glanced at her, and then his eyes were attracted by the object in her hand.

The small jar of earth's core lava sealed in a special container was like a gelatinous state, emitting an orange-yellow light.

"Not bad, not bad, Planjie, you are also mature and reliable. "

After Roy inspected the fruits of Planjie's labor, he gave high praise.

Planjie was a little stunned.

So the maturity and reliability you mentioned means that the master completed the task well, right!

"With these things, it should be enough to complete the transformation of fire copper."

Roy slightly turned sideways, holding his head with one hand, and looking at the necessary materials in the special jar with the other hand, thinking.

...

Downtown, south of the city, orphanage.

A middle-aged man wearing a woolen coat and a high-brimmed hat stepped inside.

"Sir, you are finally here!"

Several staff members surrounded him with enthusiastic smiles on their faces.

"The adoption procedures have been completed, just wait for you to choose!"

The middle -aged man nodded slightly and didn't say much to them.

"Most of these are refugee children accumulated in the past few years ..."

"There is a small part of the local account, but there are no longer parents and relatives ..."

While the dean and the staff led the middle -aged man through the corridor full of various debris, while continuing to introduce the situation.

Soon after, more than a dozen children appeared in the yard, each with each other with or restrained, or curious, or uneasy.

The middle -aged man looked around, and automatically ignored the thin, small and dull goals, and seemed to have no useful goals. He put attention to a 10 -year -old boy about 10 years old.

He was wearing an adult jacket that might be his parents' relics. The brown -brown hair was as messy as a henhouse, his face was dirty, and his expression was a little bit.

But the eyes were particularly bright, and people were impressed at a glance.

"That child," the middle -aged man pointed to the boy, "What is his name?"

"Oh, that's Oliver," the staff replied. "Two years ago, his father died in the black mist incident, and his mother and sister died one after another."

Oliver listened to the staff's introduction of his life, his eyes flashed, but he didn't say much.

"Just him."

The middle -aged man listened patiently for a while and pointed to Oliver.

Facing the fingers that seemed to be called for fate, Oliver's eyes moved slightly, and finally saw the opponent's face.

It was the evil god believers who had followed Lellyli, and had a Fli with experience in layout of rituals!