"Sit down, wait for me for a while. (""7*" Hearing the voice from behind, Roy knew that it was Kalenich who was coming. After saying hello, he stopped talking and concentrated on controlling the flames.
When the last bit of unstable wind element exploded into a small spark on the surface of the magic core, the entire magic core showed a particularly transparent cyan color. Like a piece of crystal jade, under the pure surface, there was a faint light.
In flow.
Seeing this magic core, Kalenich and Ivan held their breath. They had never seen the magic core take on such a beautiful form. At the same time, they were also surprised by the spirit plate placed in front of Roy.
It was discovered that he was actually refining medicine.
Ivan was fine, but Kalenich was a little surprised.
As far as he knows, pharmacists are a profession that requires long-term study and accumulation. They not only have to learn to identify and collect various plant and animal materials, master the medicinal properties of these materials, and the mutual interdependence between each other, but also learn how to deal with fire.
Knowledge of control and other aspects. Not enough time.
Therefore, pharmacists all become talents very late. Most of them do not start refining medicine until they are thirty years old. And those master pharmacists who are famous all over the world are all late bloomers. Masters under the age of sixty-five are considered rising stars.
.
When he was in the slave camp, Kalenich didn't think there was anything extraordinary about Roy. Whether it was his appearance or his speech and behavior, he looked as ordinary as most teenagers. Perhaps the only thing that caught his attention was his attitude toward himself.
Interested in the magic core and fur worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins that he took out from the space ring in order to help the elf.
Surprisingly, he didn't expect that this young man was not only a magician with exquisite control of magic power, but also a pharmacist. This was simply unbelievable. The frail young man in front of him looked like he was no more than seventeen years old.
Eight years old.
Roy activated a switch on the soul refining disk. Dozens of silver hollow needles pierced the magic core. A stream of mist visible to the naked eye emitted from the holes in the central metal ball. Immediately, the surroundings were like petals.
The disc absorbs it and turns into dewdrops and drips down.
Roy carefully increased the temperature of the flame, and immediately threw blue starlight grass and the back wings of the multi-armed mantis that had been broken into powder into it.
With the input of these two materials, the liquid in the plate quickly changed. It changed from cyan to blue, and then gradually from blue to green. As the color changed, a rich medicinal fragrance spread,
It makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The green liquid medicine gradually became viscous under the calcination of the flame, looking like melted pearls. After the color stabilized, Roy added the roots of the magic eucalyptus tree, and the liquid in the plate became
As if receiving some kind of stimulation, he became active again.
After that, Roy would put in different materials every once in a while. Every drop of the liquid in the soul refining plate was like a life, changing with the conflict of different medicinal properties, sometimes yellow, sometimes green, sometimes green.
Calm, sometimes boiling.
As Roy's refining of the medicine progressed, Ivan and Kalenich were fascinated by it. Every change in the soul refining plate made their hearts beat faster, fearing that this time the change in the properties of the medicine would be different due to the medicinal materials.
Problems arise due to improper control of heat and temperature.
Several times, when they saw the drastic change in the color of the medicine, they forgot to breathe. It was not until the medicine stabilized that they put their hearts in their chests again.
Although the two of them are not pharmacists, they have seen pharmacists making medicine before, and they know some basic knowledge about making medicine.
They understand that when refining medicine, the colors that the medicine is most afraid of are white and black. When the medicine turns white, it usually means that the properties of the medicine have not been locked and have evaporated in a certain conflict. Practice like that
The elixir that came out had no medicinal properties.
Once the medicinal solution turns black, it means that there is a fatal conflict in the properties of the medicine. The toxicity of the elixir completely overwhelms the properties of the medicine. The final elixir is more like a poison than a magical elixir.
Only when the medicinal liquid in the refining plate changes between other colors does it mean that the medicinal properties are undergoing a stable change. When these liquids appear the color of the finished medicine and solidify into shape, the refining of the medicine is completed.
Carefully observing Roy's alchemy techniques, Kalenich couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Judging from the professional techniques of many pharmacists, Roy seemed unskilled.
For example, when adding materials, experienced pharmacists will usually put the medicinal materials along the edge of the soul refining plate so that they can be dissolved into the medicinal solution little by little. This is to avoid the intense conflict of medicinal properties in an instant, and at the same time, it is convenient to quickly add too many medicinal materials.
Tips for salvage fishing.
Roy, on the other hand, didn't pay attention to this at all when he put in the medicinal materials. Every time he put in the medicinal materials, he put the medicinal materials directly into the center of the liquid in the soul refining plate.
Although he had carefully prepared the amount of ingredients, and every dosage from the beginning to the present was extremely precise, the conflict of medicinal properties that occurred immediately after the ingredients were put in was far more intense than when other alchemists were refining medicine.
Much more.
This is completely the performance of a newbie.
However, in this fierce conflict, he seems to be able to see the changes in the properties of the medicine. Before the conflict exceeds the critical line, he always stabilizes the properties of the medicine through precise control of the flame. From this point of view, he seems to be
A brave veteran with great skill.
This stark contrast appeared in a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, which made Kalenich even more curious about Roy.
He looked at Roy quietly.
As a slave with no personal freedom or any human rights, everything from body to life is controlled by the master. Kalenich doesn’t know why this young man spent so much money to buy himself, but he needs to understand
, what kind of person is this new master of his.
And everything he saw so far made him a little confused.
Judging from his temperament and appearance, Roy is just an ordinary young man, and his clothes are simple and even a bit rustic. (《》7* If he were walking on the road, he would be an ordinary passerby, standing in the brightly lit ball of the nobles.
, just a little country bumpkin.
However, under his ordinary appearance, there is another side that is shocking. The wealth he brought out in the slave market was already amazing enough. But now he is standing in this silent laboratory.
, looking at the magic flame in the hands of the young man in front of him and the medicine in the soul refining plate, Kalenich found that using wealth to measure Roy was too superficial.
His magic and alchemy skills are his greatest wealth!
A white light shines from the hollow metal ball in the center of the soul refining plate. Dozens of rays of light shine in all directions through the holes in the ball.
By this time, it was already evening. The fiery red rays of the setting sun passed over the grassy hillside in the distance, the swaying groves and the green water tower standing quietly next to the warehouse, reflecting the red color of the pots of flowers on the window sill.
In the room, together with the light shining in all directions, Roy's body was transformed into an unseen light and shadow.
The swirling mist above the soul refining plate was as if it was suddenly held back by an invisible hand. It was instantly sucked into the liquid medicine in the plate.
The boiling medicinal liquid gradually calmed down, like water droplets that gathered together and entered the backward flow of time and space. From gathering, they separated one by one. They rolled and fell into the annular concave outermost part of the soul refining plate.
In the tank, it solidified into pills that looked like blue agate.
Success!
Seeing this scene, Kalenich and Ivan couldn't help but feel a little excited. Although they didn't know the level of these elixirs, this was the most wonderful refining they had ever seen. And the light from these elixirs
Judging from the gloss and clarity, the grade will not be low.
It wasn't until all the elixirs rolled into the circular groove that Roy breathed a sigh of relief and found that his clothes and vest were wet and clinging to his body, making him feel cold and uncomfortable. However, the joy of success made him feel excited.
"Come, help me take a look." Roy greeted Ivan and Kalenich with a smile.
"Okay!" Ivan walked to the test bench excitedly.
"Yes, Master." Kalenich also walked over, with a respectful attitude and a calm tone.
Roy was stunned when he heard the sound, looked at Kalenich who was walking in front of him, shook his head and said: "Mr. Kalenich, you don't have to call me that."
He waved his hand, turned around and counted the spiritual energy pills in the soul refining plate with Ivan, and said: "I bought you from the slave camp, and I didn't mean to treat you as a slave. In fact, in Green Tower Manor,
, no one is a slave.”
Roy's words stunned Kalenich for a moment.
He stood by the test table, looking sideways at the young man who lowered his head to count the pills in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't believe his ears.
"You mean..."
"Yes," Roy nodded, picked up an elixir and shined it into the sun, then said nonchalantly: "You and your companions are free."
"This..." Kalenich was in shock and couldn't understand it at all.
He could never understand why this young man spent a thousand gold to buy two of his loyal men and actually claimed that he was free.
Legally speaking, he and everyone who just came to this manor are Roy's private property. For them, Roy has the power of life and death given by the law. Just one thought from him can determine who they will be in the next second.
Life or death.
Once upon a time, Kalenich also had his own slaves.
In the minds of everyone in this world, slaves are part of the property. Treating slaves well, letting them have enough food and clothing, and calling a doctor when they are sick is already a kind act. But giving freedom to slaves is something else.
I said it, without even thinking about it.
Such behavior, in the eyes of ordinary people, is downright stupid. In the eyes of nobles and manor owners, it is absolutely deviant.
"Roy...Master..." Kalenich said hesitantly: "Are you sure you are not joking?"
"Of course not," Roy shrugged, "but it needs to be noted that I am not a philanthropist. Green Tower Manor needs manpower, and I spent a lot of money to invite you to come. You want
It will take some time to work for me to fully restore your free status. But I can guarantee that during this period, although you are not free for the time being, you are at least equal."
While talking, Roy and Ivan had already taken out all the elixirs from the soul refining plate and checked them one by one.
"Six medium-grade pills and five high-grade pills."
Although I don’t know what level these spiritual energy pills can be rated at, judging from the shape and color of the pills, not a single low-grade pill was found. This is surprising enough. Moreover, the number of high-grade pills actually accounts for 50% of the total number of pills.
Nearly half!
During this process, Kalenich kept looking at Roy with blank eyes. He seemed to be digesting the meaning of Roy's words. Until he understood it and finally determined from Roy's clear eyes that there was no trace of anything.
Traces of a joke.
Freedom!Equality!
These two words that had been crossed out from his life made Kalenich unable to breathe. He could not believe that this was true, but he desperately expected it to be true.
This kind of suffering caused all the blood in his body to rush to the top of his head instantly, and his body trembled uncontrollably. That was when he faced thousands of enemies, lost his fighting spirit, and became a slave.
, which has never happened before.
"So, what do I need to do for you?" Kalenich asked through gritted teeth. He didn't believe that Roy spent a thousand gold to buy himself and two companions just to farm and pick grapes. They are warriors.
, what they learn is the ability to charge into battle. When it comes to farm work, they are not even as good as an ordinary person.
"I heard that you used to be a knight, but later you lost your fighting spirit?" Roy asked.
"Yes." Kalenich said.
"Can I ask?" Roy said curiously: "What was your identity and level before you lost your fighting spirit?"
In the eyes of Roy and Ivan, Kalenich was silent. After a long time, he slowly said: "I am the former head of the Knights of the Ninth Legion of the Imperial Frontier Army, Count, and the Knight of Great Light."
"His!" Kalenich's words made Roy and Ivan gasp.
They never dreamed that Kalenic's identity would be so prominent. The two identities of leader of the knights and count were terrifying enough. And the Great Bright Knight was the top powerhouse in the world.
We are only one step away from the Paladin!
"The Ninth Legion of the Border Army..." Ivan said in shock: "Isn't it the same legion that was completely annihilated in the border city of Longmen in the Western War Zone not long ago? So, you were defeated because of the defeat...
."
"No." Kalenic shook his head and said, "I am the former leader of the Knights. I retired due to injury two years ago. It has nothing to do with this battle."
"Former Knight Commander," Ivan recalled carefully, his shocked eyes gradually opening wider and wider: "Holy Emperor, you are [Dragon Gate Iron Gate] Kalenich!"
Kalenich remained silent and did not speak. Apparently he acquiesced.
Looking at Ivan's almost dull expression and reverent eyes, Roy touched his nose. He didn't know what a gantry iron gate was, but it was obvious that Kalenich had a great background. Otherwise, Ivan, as a Red Leaf Knight,
It's impossible to be so surprised and excited.
For him, it doesn't matter who Kalenich was before. What matters is that he was once a great knight of light!
Grandpa, Tom. I found a treasure!
"Uh, Mr. Kalenich," Roy's eyes rolled countless times in an instant, "just now you asked if there was anything you could do for me."
"Yes." Kalenich's deep blue eyes looked directly at Roy: "As a price for your freedom, I want to know what I can do for you."
"What if I say," Roy didn't miss this opportunity. He made a mental decision and immediately thought of the conditions: "What if I need you to swear allegiance?"
"Allegiance?" Kalenich was stunned. After losing his fighting spirit, he is now just an ordinary person. He is not a count or a knight, so how can he be loyal?
At this time, Roy's voice came to his ears.
"Yes, allegiance. After I help you regain your fighting spirit."