That's a fake elf

When they heard the blond girl announcing her family status, the nobles who originally had some thoughts about Pachi, the fire phoenix, hesitated for a while and then turned and left.

"Her Highness Layla and her entourage should be careful while they are in Pegliano."

Tazmi asked people to 'please leave' the nobles who were blocking the road and trying to become familiar with Layla, and said with a serious face:

"The value of the blood of the Fire Phoenix, and its rarity in Periano, is more than a hundred times higher than the blood of the dragon."

"I'll pay attention." Leila nodded, pulling Paqi to follow Li Ang.

Not long after, Tazmi brought the three people to the scene of the incident again.

Li Ang squatted on the ground, looking at the torn golden horse that had been dismantled by the alchemist in front of the fence, and asked the alchemist from the Purple Flower Chamber of Commerce:

"How's it going? Have you found out the cause of the malfunction?"

"Who are you?" The alchemist looked at Li Ang with confusion.

"Photographer." Li Ang reminded.

"Oh, it's you!"

The alchemist showed an expression of surprise at first, but then he smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Thank you for buying us time, but I dismantled this thousand-gold horse and examined and analyzed it one by one, but I still haven't found what caused it to go berserk."

"Didn't you say that its rampage was caused by energy overload?" Li Ang asked with a puzzled look.

"I checked its energy circuit and found that this is not the case." The alchemist pointed at the mechanical limbs on the ground that were emitting blue light and smiled bitterly:

"After I dismantled the Qianjinma's limbs, I injected energy into them one by one. After testing them together, I found that they can still operate independently, which means that its rampage was not caused by overload."

"Is that so?" Li Ang picked up a piece of machinery and looked at the complicated runes on it, feeling dazzled immediately.

Although he learned a lot of rune knowledge from Master Lothar, compared to the alchemist master who developed the Thousand Golden Horse, he is still like a frog in the well.

At this time, he suddenly missed Edward.

Although Edward is usually very unreliable, he is indeed a well-deserved master in alchemy and rune technology.

If he were here, I'm afraid he would soon be able to find out the reason why Qianjinma went berserk.

Just when Li Ang and the alchemist were at a loss what to do, Layla on the side suddenly spoke.

"Can you let me take a look? I still have some research on alchemy."

"Who are you?" The alchemist looked at Layla and frowned.

"You don't care who we are, it would be nice if we could help you." Pachi picked up a mechanical horse leg from the ground and handed it to Layla, ignoring the alchemist's flushed face.

"Sorry, Pachi doesn't mean any harm, she just doesn't get along well with strangers." Layla said apologetically.

"Looking at you, you don't even have any testing equipment. I'll lend you my equipment first." The alchemist glanced at Pachi and handed him his toolbox.

"No, I always carry tools with me."

Layla wiped the crystal pendant on her chest with her hand, and the gold jewelry on her body instantly turned into gold powder, which began to combine and expand in the air.

Under the shocked gaze of the alchemist, a set of alchemical equipment appeared on the scene.

"This, this, this... Isn't this the treasure [Golden Dawn] that the alchemists have long dreamed of? It is said that it has passed away with the legendary alchemist Malik Elric, and there is no news about it."

The alchemist said dumbfounded.

"Hmph, this is not the [Golden Dawn], but its prototype [Sand of Truth]. It can be freely transformed and multiplied into metal utensils and weapons that can be recognized according to the user's cognition."

Pachi glanced at the alchemist and sneered:

"There was once an alchemist who fell in love with it at first sight and wanted to buy it from Emperor Shasha for 500 million gold coins, but was rejected in the end."

"Then he was unwilling to accept it and paid the price of serving the royal family of the Sasha Empire for 100 years in exchange for the right to use it."

"Later the contract ended and he returned to the Mage Alliance. Based on his own understanding, he made a similar piece of equipment and passed it on to his descendants."

"Then what?" the alchemist said excitedly.

"Then? Then how do I know?" Pachi rolled her eyes, not bothering to continue chatting with the alchemist, and instead focused on Layla, who was testing the mechanical limbs.

After a period of breathtaking operations, some scars glowing purple gradually appeared on the original mechanical limbs, and began to proliferate.

Just when Li Ang was about to speak, Layla suddenly carefully scraped the scar mixed with metal powder into a crystal bottle with a knife formed from the sand of truth.

"The problem has been found." Layla shook the crystal bottle in her hand and pointed at the metal powder dyed purple.

"What is this thing?" Li Ang asked with a frown, looking at the metal powder exuding soul fluctuations in the crystal bottle.

"Lost Dust." Layla restored the equipment to gold jewelry and wore it on her body, and said with a chuckle.

"What?" the alchemist said in shock.

"Do you know this stuff?" Li Ang turned his head and looked at the alchemist.

"Of course I know, this thing is the cancer that us alchemists fear most."

"cancer?"

The alchemist smiled bitterly and nodded, staring closely at the crystal bottle in Leila's hand, his eyes full of fear:

"In the past, in order to prevent tomb robbers from robbing tombs, ancient alchemists would add some lost dust when making tomb-guarding golems, so that they would gain a certain degree of intelligence and be able to automatically defend themselves against enemies without the need for a master."

"After killing the tomb robber, the tomb guardian golem will forcibly absorb the soul of the tomb robber."

"Gradually, the tomb-guarding golem will turn into a special life form that is half undead and half mechanical, attacking all living people approaching the tomb."

"There will be this special lost dust in the body of this kind of golem. It is extremely contagious and can attach to other golems and make them assimilate."

[Isn’t that a mechanical version of a biochemical virus? ] Li Ang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"However, ordinary alchemists cannot refine this thing at all. Only master-level alchemists can separate it."

The alchemist gritted his teeth and said:

"This thing must not have been stained by Qianjinma before it was brought in, because all the products have been strictly inspected by the palace mages before being brought into the courtyard of Shengxia Hall."

"No product with any flaws or problems will be allowed to enter the store."

Li Ang nodded, took the [Lost Dust] from Leila's hand, and then put away the infected mechanical leg on the ground.

"Sir, can this prove that the matter has nothing to do with us? Miss Thunder and Miss Celestine, can they come back?"

The alchemist said nervously.

"Do you care about them so much?" Li Ang teased.

"Of course, we are on the same team, and we will participate in the Warriors Festival Competition together later. If they are not here, it will be difficult for me and the other two companions to even pass the second round."

The alchemist grabbed his hair and wailed:

"I boasted a lot to the instructors at the institute and said that I would definitely get a badge back this time to bring glory to their faces."

"Now it's spread throughout the institute."

"If I don't even pass the second round, I will definitely be kicked out of the institute by my mentor when I go back."

"I will try my best, but if I fail, don't blame me." Li Ang patted the alchemist on the shoulder and said sympathetically.

"..."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

In the meeting hall of Summer Hall, [Aurora Duke] McIver angrily slapped his big hands on the table, glared at Prince Lionheart, and said angrily: "Look, this is the banquet you insist on holding before the opening of the Warriors Festival. .”

"After spending so much manpower and material resources, there was such a big mistake. Now we have become the laughing stock of the nobles of other countries."

"If my father knew that he had worked hard all his life to build the reputation of the royal family, and you knocked him to the bottom like this, he would be pissed to death."

"Brother, if you ask me, before my father knows about this matter, put all the responsibilities on the businessmen of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce, and then hang them. This will not only save the face of the royal family, but also maintain the law."

[Duke Marna] Bal looked at the gloomy expression of Prince Lionheart, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly.

"To shut up!"

Prince Lionheart shattered the entire conference table with one slap, like an angry lion, with his beard and hair spread out, and his voice was like thunder, instantly calming the two of them.

"......"

McIver was silent for a moment, but still faced Prince Lionheart's cold eyes and said in a deep voice:

"The frightened nobles outside are still waiting for our answer."

"They said that if they are not given a reasonable explanation, they will return home immediately with the participating teams."

"My father is still planning to attend the opening ceremony to show the majesty of the kingdom. If all the teams from various countries return home, then my father will probably be unhappy."

"..."

Just when Prince Lionheart was in a dilemma, an attendant hurried to his side and whispered a few words into his ear, which made his eyes suddenly light up.