From Prisoner to Si Chen

As soon as Gilan finished clearing away the pens and papers on the table and was about to go to bed, Flamel's call came from outside the house:

"Gillen, Mrs. McCullar is looking for you."

‘Madam is looking for me? ’

A trace of doubt flashed in Gillan's eyes.

In the two months since she came to the wooden house to study, Mrs. McCullagh has never found any of the three apprentices alone.

Moreover, it is getting very late now.

"Got it." Gillan responded.

He arranged his clothes, then opened the door and left the cabin.

Flamel was standing outside, pointing in the direction of the main house, and whispered:

"Madam is waiting for you in the attic."

"Thank you." Jilan nodded towards him, then walked over.

On weekdays, the three apprentices rarely enter the main house.

Even the first floor was filled with bottles and jars of various sizes, colors, and shapes, and a few of them contained some strange biological specimens.

Parchment scrolls and large books were piled in the corner, and even the walls were hung with extremely complex hand-drawn drawings and notes.

It seemed that even the air was filled with the smell of mysterious knowledge.

Gillan carefully walked sideways through the debris, raising her legs to avoid stepping on the lady's things.

After some "trekking", he climbed up the wooden stairs, and with the faint light of candles, reached the third-floor attic.

When the stairs reach the end, there are walls on both sides, except for an ordinary wooden door in front.

Gillan stepped forward and knocked.

Tuk Tuk.

"lady."

"Is it Gillan? Come in."

In the attic, Mrs. McCalla's gentle voice came out.

Only then did Gilan push open the wooden door.

As soon as he entered, the surrounding candlelight illuminated his sight, making it appear bright. However, it was not hot in the attic. On the contrary, it was cooler than outside, and there was an elegant fragrance of lavender mixed with rosemary and rosin.

Gillan noticed that the attic was not as messy as he imagined, but was very neat.

Stacks of books filled the four walls of the attic, with three huge test benches and a desk in the middle.

Mrs. McCullar was sitting with her back to Gillan, tinkering with something at the table. On hand, there are also some common ingredients such as pine wood, coriander, parsley, bergamot, bitter almond, bay and olive oil.

"Sit down." Madam said softly without looking back.

After Gilan sat down on the chair, the lady smiled and said:

"Wait a moment, I'm distilling and making some essential oil perfume."

"Okay, ma'am." Gilan agreed respectfully.

He lowered his head, but said secretly in his heart:

'It turns out that I am making perfume. No wonder the fragrance in the attic is so strong...'

Just as he was thinking about it, Jilan suddenly saw something and looked startled.

From his point of view, Mrs. McCalla, who was dressed in silver robe, still had her charm and outstanding figure. But what attracted Gillan's attention even more was the mark on the back of the left hand that the lady inadvertently revealed.

It was an alchemical symbol of an equilateral triangle and circle, and at the same time, there was a scale pattern in the center. On the left side of the scale is a crescent moon, and on the right side is a bottle.

The bottle contains the sea and ships.

'That is……'

Gillan immediately thought of the real-life film "Pan". At the end of that film, Sasha and Peyton's corpses merged into one, and were reborn under the power of the "Golden Bow" branded by God.

‘Apostle candidate! ’

He exclaimed in his mind.

Although it was clear that Mrs. McCarra would ascend in the later generations and become one of the apostles of the "Snow Lady" in September Sichen, she did not expect that she had long been focused on by the gods and was given the brand symbolizing "Apostle Candidate" …

"Gillen."

After a while, Mrs. McCalla turned around and smiled at him. In his hand, he was also carrying two glass bottles filled with lavender essential oil, which seemed to be freshly prepared perfume.

"Did you do the disappearance of Andrea in the past few days?"

Ji Lan was also surprised when he was suddenly asked by his wife.

He glanced at the silver-robed lady. Her eyes were calm, but she seemed to have seen through everything.

Ji Lan's thoughts were changing at this moment, but in the end he did not choose to hide it, but nodded very calmly and said:

"Well, I did it."

He lowered his eyes and asked:

"Madam, you have known for a long time that I am not an ordinary person?"

"Yeah." Mrs. McCullar smiled, then turned back and continued to jingle the bottles. "I knew it from the first moment I saw you... After all, you are a fourth-level long-lived person, and the brilliance of your spirituality is too dazzling."

"That's it." Ji Lan whispered.

At this time, he was basically certain that Mrs. McCalla's original level was definitely level 6!

It is the pinnacle of the world!

Otherwise, if he was detected by spiritual vision, he would not be able to notice it.

This also makes sense why Mrs. McCullagh knew his strength, but still accepted him as an apprentice indifferently... Because in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trick are in vain.

She wasn't worried at all whether Gilan had ulterior motives.

"Don't be nervous, Ji Lan...I didn't call you here to blame you."

Mrs. McCullagh said gently.

"No matter who you are or what your purpose is for becoming my apprentice, I won't care... As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you."

"Madam...?" Ji Lan looked puzzled.

"The reason why I recruited apprentices is not simply because of the royal commission. I feel that I have little time left in the world, so I want to find a few people to pass on some of my knowledge."

Mrs. McCullar operated the tools in her hands, pouring liquid, sprinkling dust with a silver spoon, lighting, moving the bottle mouth... The whole process was smooth and meticulous.

Hearing this, Jilan was stunned.

For some reason, at this moment, Mrs. McCullar's figure overlapped with Teacher Pala.

The motives of the two recruiting students are very similar.

"I actually know about Mr. Galken's affairs."

Mrs. McCullar said.

"But I don't care."

"Mr. Borol Dupu, the 'Red Duke', is determined to refine the philosopher's stone. His obsession has made him crazy. I don't know how many people will be involved in a disaster because of this."

She sighed.

"I just hope that this day will come later... Of course, if that day really comes, I will also stop it."

The atmosphere was slightly quiet.

Gillan took a deep breath and was about to speak.

Mrs. McCara said in a gentle tone:

"Mr. Gillan, you should study mysticism and alchemy with me during this period... No matter what grudges you have with the 'Grafting School' or the 'Midnight Rose', please wait until later."

Gillan was silent for a few seconds, nodded, and said respectfully:

"Okay, Madam."

"If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time... Among the three apprentices, you have the highest talent. I believe you will become an outstanding alchemist in the future."

Mrs. McCara stopped what she was doing, looked back at him, with a kind smile on her face.

This smile made Gillan startled.

…

…

Since that night.

Gillan has not hunted again.

He returned to his original peaceful life. In addition to doing miscellaneous work every day, he concentrated on studying mysticism and alchemy.

Flamel and Galken, who were also apprentices, knew nothing about this.

Time passed quickly for more than half a year.

In the past six months, Gillan has not used "Banlan" even once. All the knowledge about mysticism and alchemy is mastered through his own efforts and thinking.

As the knowledge taught by Mrs. McCullagh became more and more profound and obscure, and even out of the scope of what an "apprentice" should master, Gillan's progress still has no intention of stopping.

He is like a hungry sponge, madly absorbing the nutrients called knowledge.

His state of wholehearted study, even Flamel and Galken were amazed and admired.

Of course, this also stimulated the two in disguise, making their progress speed much faster.

As for Galken, he would go out secretly a few nights every month. Except for Flamel who didn't know, his every move was actually known by Gillan and Mrs. McCullagh.

It's just that out of tacit understanding, neither side broke it.

Half a year later, Gillan had already laid a solid foundation in mysticism and alchemy, and even went a step further and came into contact with more advanced knowledge.

And he started to try to develop some alchemical medicines, and formally assisted Mrs. McCullagh in some alchemical experiments.

Even the commissions entrusted to his wife by the royal family were handed over to Gillan. And Mrs. McCara used the saved time for her own research.

That day.

Gillan worked in the laboratory on the second floor of the main house, and Lemay and Galken served as assistants beside him.

"Trace tin sulfur solution, five-color medicine extract, cherry powder, vortex residue, distilled water..."

He stood in front of the table and ordered without looking back.

His hands kept moving, operating more than a dozen different instruments in a row, and changing and mixing the utensils on three candlesticks at the same time.

Lemay and Galken ran back and forth between the shelves, sinks and tables, providing Gillan with the necessary materials as quickly as possible.

Their faces were tense and sweaty, but they did not dare to neglect it and put in an extremely serious attitude.

A moment later.

Gillan picked up a piece of specially made white wax stone and drew a complex alchemy array on the table at a very fast speed.

Immediately, he took out a bottle of strange liquid that was as thick as mercury and emitted gold and silver colors, and sprinkled it in the alchemy array.

This was an "alchemical catalyst" that he developed independently based on the "Three Kings Stone" and combined with several formulas taught by Mrs. McCara. Gillan named it "Three Kings Medicine".

Mrs. McCara had a high opinion of this catalyst and called it a fine product.

Bear!

A ball of green flame floated on the table.

This was because Gillan added "green gunpowder". In a different way, he used that kind of high-temperature mysterious flame to replace pure sulfur, which had the effect of rapidly transmuting substances.

Of course, this also tested the reaction speed, because if you were not careful, the material would be burned to ashes.

Lemay and Galken were forced back by the high-temperature air wave, with a look of shock on their faces.

Although it was not the first time they saw it, every time they saw Gillan use this green flame, they were still frightened.

"Did it...did it?" Lemay asked nervously.

"Did it." Gillan said in a deep voice.