The magician from the time of peace

"This is my home, I am familiar with every corner of it, any place can serve me!"

Vera once said this to Merris angrily, although she was beaten to the ground after she finished speaking, and she failed to show her host's dignity at all.

But now, Nell has fully revealed the meaning contained in this sentence.

"I'm dying, I'm just an alchemist, not a warrior!" Agnes complained loudly, the metal shielding wall erected beside her blocked a row of iron arrows shot from the bookcase, rattling The sound was endless, and the strength of the iron arrow was so strong that it dented the not-thin metal plate.

"I've had enough! The ceiling and walls will spit out corrosive liquid, and I can bear the sudden hole in the floor, but even a bookcase can shoot arrows. There is no hidden mechanism in this room!"

No one answered her words, except for a heavy hammer from the puppet, she hurriedly rolled away a few meters, so that the metal plate was not smashed into pieces together.

Lamb approached the puppet silently with a sword in hand. His face was exhausted, the clothes on his back were already soaked in sweat, and his arm suffered several serious injuries, so he stopped sloppily. Blood.

He held his breath, his movements were like electricity, and the big sword slashed towards the joints of the doll's legs like the wind, but it was different from what he expected, and there was no feeling of cutting anything.

It should be said that there is no feeling of cutting things.

A few ropes shot out from the wood grain on the ordinary wooden floor, tightly wrapped around his sword. The ropes were made of unknown material, not only were they not cut by the sharp blade, but they were completely Binding the movement of the greatsword - Lamb struggled several times, but even the strength of his arms could not free the sword from the rope.

He clicked his tongue and frowned. Without a sword, his combat power would be a little higher than that of Foster, who couldn't use magic. He had to find a new weapon at hand.

He raised his head, trying to observe the surrounding situation, but found that Nell, who was sitting on the puppet's shoulder, turned his head at some point and smiled and winked at him.

Lamb: "..."

Dozens of tough ropes shot out from around the place where he stood, binding him so tightly that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

Seeing Lamb, who was already dying, Agnes immediately shrank her head and hid. As long as she was not exposed to the sight of the puppet and Nell, she would not be attacked—after all, a mechanism that can be hidden in a room It is limited, and even Lord Nell, who is good at mechanics, cannot trigger it aimlessly.

Agnes quietly moved along the blind spot of their vision, using the occluder to move slowly, while rummaging through her suitcase, desperately trying to find a few things that could solve the current predicament.

In the end, I didn't find anything, and I accidentally caught a glimpse of two silent magicians sitting behind a sofa next to me, and I was suddenly furious: Since they are hiding in such a close place, how can they provide some support? None!

This is unfair to Foster. He can become the boss of the court magician because of 90.00% of his talent and [-]% of his hard work. Can't use it.

For some reason, Felix looked intently at the entire room as if reading a famous book written by a great magician.

Agnes tiptoed over and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Felix rolled his eyes to look at her, then turned back immediately, as if he wasted his precious time just by looking at her.

"I, say, are you, doing, what?" Agnes gritted her teeth.

Fearing that the bad-tempered lady would get angry and expose them all, Foster hurriedly said: "He used to cast magic well, but when he saw that the walls and floors could be equipped with traps, his eyes were straightened. I also took out an ice skate to pry the floor open to see the structure inside... Fortunately, there is nothing here, otherwise we would have been discovered by the goddess long ago."

"Ever since I entered the ground, I've been thinking that alchemy is really complicated," the silent Felix said suddenly, "Even if I read the book, I can't figure out how to make these things at all. There are also magic methods outside of magic." Such an esoteric subject..."

Agnes said coolly: "Even I, who has studied alchemy for 20 years, can't understand the things here. Where on earth do you have the confidence to be a magician?"

Felix turned a deaf ear, he seemed to be talking to himself, and didn't care whether others answered him or not.

Agnes, who was ignored again, was so angry that she had to poke her head out to see Nell's movement, to divert her attention from yelling - just as there was a constant cracking sound outside, which made her a little uneasy.

Because she was afraid of being discovered, she just glanced lightly, but what she caught with this light glance made her froze all over, and she forgot to retract. Foster was so frightened by her stiffness that he pulled Pulling her down, and hiding her tightly, he lowered his voice and asked, "What did you see?"

Agnes had nothing to say. She took a breath, sighed again, and finally said, "You can see for yourself."

"Wouldn't I increase the risk of being discovered if I went to see it!" Foster was very puzzled.

"It doesn't matter if it's discovered or not..." Agnes hung her head: "A cannon of that caliber, fired anywhere in this room, is enough to kill us all."

Hearing this, Foster didn't have time to react, but Felix stood up immediately. He had been sitting for a long time, and just stood up because of hypoglycemia and numbness in his legs. He stood up while holding onto the edge of the sofa Steady, but his obsidian-like eyes glowed scorchingly, and he looked steadily at the artillery that Agnes mentioned.

Agnes, Foster: "..."

Although the result is the same whether he finds it or not, why did this guy stand up so honestly? !

The right hand of the puppet that Nell was riding on completely changed its shape. A huge gear appeared behind it, tightly biting and rotating. , countless parts were transferred from the inside of the body to the deformed right arm, and pieced together to form a giant artillery.

Different from the firecrackers that Aigers often used, the barrel of this big guy is several times larger than a human head. There is no doubt that it contains terrifying destructive power.

Agnes murmured: "I've always wanted to make this, but the most critical materials are always in short supply... Could it be used by the goddess?"

"That's not true! Although the hardness and toughness of smoked iron are very high, its output is too small, so I have already changed to an alloy as a substitute material." Nell immediately retorted with sharp ears .

Agnes quickly fell silent, and Nell didn't care about her rudeness at all, and asked with a smile: "But I haven't called out yet, why did you come out by yourself? It's so boring."

Felix stepped forward and walked in front of her, the black muzzle of the cannon pointing directly at his head, but he was not afraid.

Or rather excited as hell.

"Do you have a book on alchemy? I want to read it." He asked directly.

Agnes shook Foster's shoulders and screamed, "Fuck, fuck, he's stealing my lines!"

"Yes, there are many." Nell raised his eyebrows: "But why do you want to see it, and why should I show it to you?"

Felix's eyes seemed to be shining with the brilliance of the stars, and he said word by word: "I want to know how everything in this underground palace exists, and I want to know all the knowledge."

"You don't want to know about alchemy," Nell snorted disdainfully, "You mages don't even look down on people like us who roll around in dust and waste. But I don't look up to you either. They don't understand our stuff at all."

Felix frowned and remained silent for a few seconds. A long and awkward sentence came out of his mouth: "The crystal structure of smoked iron is..."

He recited it for 2 minutes, looked up at the stunned Nell, and said, "This is the second paragraph on page 130 of the latest alchemy book you wrote. If you still think I don't understand, you can just point to it. page, I can recite it.”

Agnes: "..."

Although it was her book... and she had read it over and over again, but she couldn't recite the original text word for word!

Nell was stunned for ten seconds, probably because she had never seen a magician who could recite alchemy. The data processing system was a bit behind, and it took a long time to recover, looking at Felix who looked extremely serious. Si, chuckled out loud: "Hahaha, you are so interesting, if this is the case, it is not impossible to teach you—"

She changed the subject: "But you can't use magic anymore, I hate magic."

Felix: "I don't."

"..." Nell: "Tsk, so magicians have this kind of virtue. We'll talk about this later. You can't stop us from sending Lord Meris to see Teresa now."

Felix: "I don't."

Nell: "..."

She wanted to flip the table a little bit: "I'm not mistaken, you are begging me, right?!"

"I'm not asking you." Felix said flatly, his face was almost naked: "I'm asking you".

"What's the matter with you?! Lord Merris and magic, you have to give up one, otherwise why should I teach you alchemy!" Nell said angrily, the gun barrel on the doll's arm trembled slightly, frightening Agnes and Foster huddled together, afraid that the big guy would catch fire and hurt innocent people.

Felix, who was only a few inches away from the muzzle, looked indifferent. He was about to speak, but his fingertips trembled suddenly, and he closed his mouth thoughtfully.

Nell regarded his silence as a compromise: "I don't have a reason to kill you all, and I don't mind taking in a few smart apprentices, as long as you show sincerity, Vera and I can still talk easily—— "

The corners of Felix's mouth that were pursed into a line suddenly turned up slightly, and countless water vapor rolled up the icy wind, rushing towards him from all directions, and quickly built an ice step under his feet.Felix took a step forward, and the crystal clear steps stretched forward by themselves, bringing him to the same height as Nell.

Countless ice blades flew up behind him, flashing their sharp fangs, and pounced on Nell and her puppet like a beast. The sharp blade tip penetrated the black lacquered gun barrel, cutting it neatly. into three sections, the remaining ice blades pierced the puppet into a honeycomb, and Nell was surrounded by more than twenty ice blades. Although she did not suffer any substantial damage, she was caught by the sudden The battle situation turned around and he was so startled that he couldn't move. He opened his mouth several times, but he still couldn't say anything.

Felix stepped on the wreckage of the doll, looked down at the distraught blond artificial human, and said what he wanted to say just now: "Magic, alchemy, and Merris, I all Both. If you don’t give it, I’ll take it myself.”