The Last Alchemist

Rosen took Vincent's arm and left the hotel lobby as if fleeing.

After trotting all the way to the backyard of the hotel, with no one around, Rosen let out a breath and said, "Vincent, please listen to my explanation."

Vincent smiled and said: "No need to explain. Men like this kind of romantic thing. There is no need for Mr. Rosen to be shy."

The young lady was following behind the two of them. When she saw Rosen's face flushed, she covered her mouth and said with a smile, "Little brother, seeing that this is your first time on the road today, sister, I'll give you half the price."

"Ah~~~" Rosen was almost crazy. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair. He asked Vincent: "Where is your room?"

"The original one hasn't changed." Vincent pointed to the door not far away.

"Then open the door quickly and go in before we talk."

Vincent chuckled and said, "It's not convenient for three people to do this kind of thing. Otherwise, I'll get another room."

Rosen's forehead was full of black lines: "No, no, please open the door quickly!"

Vincent reluctantly spread his hands and went over to open the door, but he did not enter the room himself. Instead, he stood at the door and extended his hand to Rosen as an invitation: "Mr. Rosen, don't be shy."

"You can come in, too."

Rosen grabbed Vincent's arm and forced him into the room. After the nightingale also entered the door, he stretched out his foot to close the door and then locked it.

Vincent's room is very narrow, but this is for the luxury suite Rosen lived in before. For ordinary people, Vincent's room has a bed, a table, and a separate shower cubicle. , already quite good.

When he got to the room, Rosen lit the candle, walked to the window, closed the window, drew the curtains, then sat down on the only chair in the room, and said: "Vincent, I have something serious to do tonight! "

Vincent was not stupid. By this time, he had come to his senses and his face became serious.

There was no place to sit in the room, so he could only sit on the bed. When he saw Nightingale who had followed him, standing by the window, he patted the bed and said, "Miss, please sit down too."

Nightingale did not sit down, but retreated towards the door. A pair of beautiful eyes swept over Rosen and Vincent: "Two gentlemen, if you don't need service, then I will leave."

For her personally, the one she is not afraid of the most is Brother Chu, especially the gentle and elegant one. Just like Rosen, he is easy to deal with every time. The second easiest thing to deal with are those clients who simply vent their desires. The most difficult thing to deal with is guys with unknown purposes like this, who are most likely to cause trouble for themselves.

However, she only took three steps back and then stopped.

"Ding~ring~~ding~ring~~"

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing and a bright yellow light. In the hands of the shy young man in front, three golden dragon coins suddenly appeared, worth nearly 400 kronen, which was equivalent to her income from 10 busy nights.

"Sit tight. Once you satisfy us, the money will be yours." Rosen said. In the private room, his worries were reduced by more than half, and his reaction and conversation returned to normal.

The power of money is endless. The young girl's eyes were fixed on the Golden Dragon Coin. She moved back to the bed step by step, then sat down on the bed. Then she began to take off her clothes and said as she was taking them off: "Sir, no matter what You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't kill me."

This girl moved very quickly. In the blink of an eye, her jacket and vest were gone, and two dazzling white fat pigeons flew out.

"Stop!" Rosen shouted, startling the girl. He grabbed the waistband of the culottes with both hands, trying to take them off.

"Put it on quickly!" Rosen turned his eyes and waved his hands repeatedly.

The young girl became even more frightened and put her vest back on tremblingly.

"Sit tight and don't move on the bed!"

With that said, Rosen stood up, walked to the door, and then waved to Vincent: "Come over here, I have something to discuss with you."

Vincent walked over with a suspicious look on his face.

Rosen glanced at the restless Nightingale, and explained the whole story to Vincent at a volume that only two people could hear. At the end, Rosen asked: "Do you think this method is feasible? Or do you have something better? way?"

Vincent frowned, glanced at Nightingale, and whispered: "Actually, in the past two days, I have also been looking for opportunities to inquire about Marquis Petain, but unlike Miss Anne, I have found nothing. From what I investigated Judging from the situation, Marquis Pétain is a very cautious person, and he hardly participates in any upper-class social interactions in Nerogard City. In short, he is a very mysterious person. "

"Then you think my method is feasible?" Rosen felt that Marquis Petain was really tricky.

Vincent nodded slightly: "It doesn't hurt to give it a try. But you can't ask directly. You have to circumvent it to avoid getting into trouble. Well, I'll ask you later."

"Okay, I'll leave that to you."

After discussing, the two returned to their old positions, with Rosen sitting on the chair and Vincent sitting on the bed next to Nightingale again.

Perhaps because of the serious expressions on their faces during the previous discussion, the Nightingale was frightened. When she saw the two coming back, she immediately curled up into a ball on the bed and shouted, "Please! Don't torture me!"

Rosen glanced at Vincent, somewhat puzzled by Nightingale's overreaction.

Vincent explained in a low voice: "This girl must have been abused by a prostitute before."

“Doesn’t City Hall care?”

"No one cares whether the nightingale lives or dies."

"Okay." Rosen was speechless.

Vincent stretched out his hand, patted Nightingale's arm gently, and said, "Don't worry, we won't torture you, kill you, or rob you of your clothes and jewelry. We just want to inquire about some information from you."

"Really?" Nightingale was dubious.

Vincent pointed at Rosen and said: "Brother like this, when he meets a beauty like you, it's too late to hurt you, so how can he be willing to beat you?"

Rosen rolled his eyes.

But the effect of these words was extremely good. The young girl's mood really calmed down a lot. She sat up straight again and asked in a low voice: "What about you?"

What do you want to ask? "

Vincent smiled and said: "That's right, this friend of mine is a pharmacist. He recently refined a medicine specifically to treat roseola."

Rosen was stunned when he heard this. How did Vincent know that he could cure roseola?

Nightingale was also stunned for a moment, and then directly denied: "Impossible, there is no antidote for roseola in this world. This little guy must be a liar!"

Vincent made a 'tsk' sound in his mouth and frowned: "Girl, this is your fault. It doesn't matter whether the medicine is real or fake, it didn't harm you, so why are you meddling in other people's business, right?"

Nightingale actually agreed with this statement: "Okay, I'm talking too much. Just keep asking."

Vincent continued to compile: "You see, the antidote for roseola will definitely be sold for a lot of money. Especially for those nobles who are sick.

It can be sold for hundreds of gold dragon coins. "

"Hey~" Nightingale sneered: "It's a good idea. Those nobles are very smart and want to sell them for hundreds of gold dragon coins. I think it's good if I can save my life."

Vincent pretended to be angry: "You talk so much, do you still want money?"

Nightingale hurriedly said: "I won't say it anymore. Brother, I'm sorry. My biggest problem is that I can't control my mouth. I was wrong. I opened my own mouth to apologize to you."

After saying that, she really raised her hand and slapped her ears hard twice. These two blows were so hard that her fair face turned red immediately.

Vincent nodded: "I'll forgive you this time. Remember, don't ask too many questions, tell us what you know, we'll pay you, and then you leave, don't spread the news, do you understand?"

"Understand, understand, this is the rule of a liar. Ah, I'm talking too much again, I'm talking too much again." Nightingale raised her hand, slapped it twice, and slapped herself hard twice.

Rosen was stunned as he watched from the side. Just now, this girl was a coquettish girl, but now she has turned into a slut full of promiscuity.

Vincent naturally didn't care and asked: "Tell me, which rich man in the city has rosette?"

Just after asking, Nightingale blurted out: "Needless to say, Master Petain!"

"." Rosen didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Vincent was also stunned for a moment. He suppressed his composure and continued to ask: "Which Master Petain is this?"

Nightingale looked at Vincent with contempt: "Brother, you are too confused in your homework. Who else in the city is worthy of being called Master Petain? Of course it is the one who lives in Blackthorn Villa."

Vincent took a deep breath and asked, "What's going on with him?"

Nightingale gloated and laughed: "I'm talking about Master Petain. He is as strong as an ox. Before he got sick, he liked to hold carnival balls in the villa. He invited dozens of beautiful girls at once, all of whom were naked. . Tsk, that scene is so crazy that it makes you want to scream.”

"Then what?"

"Then, Master Petain likes to change his tricks, and he wears different girls every day. When he goes back and forth, he always gets a few dirty ones, so he gets sick. Let me tell you, once, Master Petain also You want to invite me, but fortunately I am well-informed, otherwise, I would definitely be doomed." Nightingale looked happy.

Vincent frowned and said, "How come I haven't heard of such ridiculous things?"

Nightingale giggled: "You may think that Master Petain likes to fool around behind the scenes, but on the surface, he is a decent person. He hides all those scandals well, how can he let you know about it?"

Vincent nodded in agreement with this statement and continued to ask: "How is Master Petain's situation now?"

"I don't know the specific situation. I heard that Master Petain was grounded at home by the old Marquis, and a very powerful magician was sent to look after him. In short, I haven't heard anything from him for half a year."

Rosen was stunned: "Magician?"

Nightingale nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, he is a very powerful magician. Brother, if I were you, I would never take advantage of Master Petain. That medicine of yours will definitely not fool the magician's eyes."

"What else do you know?" Rosen asked.

"No. I'm not stupid. For such a big shot, it's too late to hide when he gets sick. What I'm telling you is what I heard from my sisters."

"Oh~~I understand." Rosen moved his hand and threw three golden dragon coins to Nightingale: "Take it. Remember, don't talk too much after you go out, otherwise~~~"

Rosen concentrated his thoughts and sucked out all the air around Nightingale's head. After about one second, he removed the restraint on the air.

Nightingale was completely confused. Seeing Rosen's eyes finally filled with deep fear, she cried and promised: "Master! Don't worry, even if someone wants to beat me to death, I won't say a word more!"

"Go away!"

Nightingale took the money and crawled out of Vincent's room.

In the room, Vincent looked at Rosen: "What should we do now?"

Rosen chuckled: "Of course I'm going to sell medicine."

"." Vincent was stunned: "Hey~ Don't take it seriously, I just made it up. Roseola is very popular in the upper class, and there are many scammers selling medicine, so I made up this story, but I didn't really ask you to sell medicine."

"I know. But you forgot that I'm an alchemist. Isn't it easy to make some medicine that can be mistaken for the real thing?"

Penicillin is a miracle drug of this era. Rosen will naturally not expose it so early, but when everyone generally does not believe in the existence of a therapeutic potion, it is completely fine to pretend to sing a real play.

The problem now is how to pass the news of the antidote to Master Petain.