The Last Alchemist

Time flew by quickly. When Rosen rescued the person from the west city square, it was around one o'clock in the afternoon. But in the blink of an eye, the sun went down and night fell. After the warm sunshine disappeared, the air began to cool down rapidly, and the air began to cool down rapidly. It's below freezing.

‘Woo~~~Woo~~~~’

The cold wind howled like a ghost crying, and the cold ground was like countless daggers piercing into the bones. The night in the North had just begun.

On the ruins of the college, people crowded into piles. They nestled in sheltered areas as much as possible and got as close to the fire as possible, hoping to draw more warmth from the fire.

Behind a broken stone wall, Vincent, his new wife, and a group of successful businessmen such as Claude and Paran huddled together to warm themselves by the fire.

These businessmen come from well-off families and wear much thicker clothes than ordinary people. Therefore, their situation at this time is better than that of most people, and at least they still have some energy to chat.

"Vincent, are you sure your friend can really find food?" Paran's voice suddenly sounded. It was very soft and could only be heard clearly if he was very close.

Vincent was stirring the fire with a wooden stick, hoping to make the fire burn brighter. After hearing these words, he was startled and said, "Rosen is a very knowledgeable magician and very powerful. I believe him."

A gust of cold wind blew over, and Paran couldn't help but shrink his neck. He sniffed, stretched out his hand to wipe the clear tears hanging under his nose, and then turned to look at the stone house not far away: "But from this afternoon So far, there is no movement in the stone house. I admit that Rosen is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, can he still conjure bread out of thin air? "

This question is very pointed, and Vincent cannot answer it, because he himself does not know. In fact, he cannot figure it out. The reason why he is willing to believe Rosen's words is simply because he trusts Rosen's character.

Claude, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, then interjected: "If we can't find food tomorrow, it won't be a big problem for us as a group. We are all reasonable people. If we really can't find food, then There is no other way but to go hungry. I am afraid that the one-eyed wolf will cause trouble. "

When he heard about the one-eyed wolf, Paran smiled disdainfully: "How dare he! This is not the past. In the past, he was a gangster and collected protection money everywhere, so everyone tolerated it. Who is he facing now? That's a magic master who kills monsters as easily as he kills dogs. If he dares to scream at this time, it's because he doesn't die quickly enough."

Vincent nodded: "Paran is right. This is a powerful relationship, and the one-eyed wolf can still see it clearly."

Claude shook his head: "Of course he wouldn't dare to rely on the one-eyed wolf alone. But just now, I saw a young magician whispering to him. Although I couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but I saw that , I knew it would be nothing good!”

Vincent was startled: "You mean, the magician in the stone house has other intentions?"

Claude tightened his fur boa, bowed his body, and whispered: "Don't forget, the academy's magicians are famous in mainland China for their arrogant reputation. And Rosen is not only an outsider, but also a southerner. What do you think? Will the academy magician be convinced?"

This is very reasonable. Paran took a breath: "No way? Mr. Rosen's magical power is obviously much higher than that of the magicians of the academy. Even if the magicians of the academy are not convinced, what else can they do?"

Claude chuckled: "You are right, but according to my observation, Mr. Rosen is impeccable in magic, but he is a little too sincere in his treatment of others, but there are many people in this world who are more heart-warming than poisonous snakes. You see In that drama, don’t heroes always die at the hands of villains?”

"No, I have to remind Rosen."

Vincent couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, and walked towards the stone house.

Claude hurriedly called to him: "Vincent, stop, are you looking for death?"

Vincent was stunned: "What do you mean?"

He didn't understand it at first, but Paran did. He stood up and reached out to pull Vincent back, but Vincent stayed there motionless.

Paran was impatient, and with a strong force, he pulled Vincent back, and said angrily: "Brother, you are stupid! The stone house is full of magicians from the academy, and you have no evidence now, so just say that there is an academy The magician is causing trouble, who believes you? Even if Mr. Rosen believes you, he can't do it casually without evidence, right? He can't do it casually, but you have angered those magicians. Can you stop them? It’s unclear!”

"I can always give Rosen a heads up, right?" Vincent was still unconvinced.

Claude persuaded: "Brother, you are good at everything, smart and capable, but sometimes you are too honest, and when your head is hot, you will go out of your way to help your friends. For ordinary people like us, there is nothing wrong with this. But you have to see who your friend is. Look, even if he is not a great magician, he is not far behind. What is a great magician? He is a man-eating tiger. At least he is surrounded by wolves, leopards and other beasts. Just go over here and let people mess with you, can you bear it?"

Vincent's new wife Elena didn't speak, but she held onto Vincent's clothes tightly with reluctance in her eyes.

Vincent couldn't bear such gazes. After a stalemate for more than ten seconds, his tense body finally softened: "Is there no other way?"

Claude chuckled, took out a cigarette butt from his pocket, carefully stuffed a few tobacco pipes into it, lit it in the fire, took a strong puff, and then said: "This matter is not our concern. Viper Although dangerous, heroes are not easy to mess with. In history, there are countless venomous snakes that have been crushed to death by heroes."

"Hey~~ Rosen was sincere to me, but at the critical moment, I couldn't help at all." Vincent looked at the bandage on his ankle and slammed his fist on the ground.

In the afternoon, Rosen came over to clean his ankle carefully and apply medicine. As of now, his ankle is basically pain-free. Thinking back to Rosen's help before, Vincent just felt that he was as useless as a useless person.

Claude saw it and advised: "Brother, you don't have to be like this. We can still help with whatever we can. During the day, you are very helpful. If it weren't for your voice, Master Rosen, It didn’t end the riot so quickly, did it?”

Vincent remained silent.

Paran patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Okay, okay, brother, don't worry about it for a while. There will be a long time to come, and there will always be a time for you to repay me."

Vincent nodded, convinced.

When these businessmen were filled with worries, in the corner of the ruins, a man wearing a black eyepatch with only one brown eye was whispering to a group of people.

This one-eyed man is very muscular, over 1.9 meters tall, with a face full of flesh and a very fierce aura.

He whispered: "Guys, I just got the news that the magician Rosen is a necromancer! He has no intention of looking for food at all. He is just delaying time until we are too hungry and have no strength. Then release the necromantic magic on us!"

"Hiss~" There was a sound of air-conditioning.

"Brother, is this news reliable?" someone asked.

"Of course it's reliable!" The one-eyed man glared at the man, then softened his tone and continued: "This news was told to me personally by a magician in the stone house. He told me that Rosen was not only a necromancer himself, but also a magician around him. There are also three monsters. You saw it during the day. The beautiful woman in red is a monster! And the freak with golden eyes is definitely not a good thing!"

"That's true!"

"Those two women were so beautiful that when I first saw them, I thought they were abnormal. They turned out to be monsters!"

"Brother, that Necromancer is so strong, how can we be opponents?" someone asked again.

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was slapped hard by the one-eyed man: "Idiot! Of course you can't beat me head-on, but we can do it quietly! Besides, we are just helpers. The real ones are the magicians in the stone house. They That’s the main force!”

"Oh~~" A group of people immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they were not the main force.

"Brother, what are we going to do?" someone asked.

"Let's do this. Tomorrow morning." The one-eyed man's voice was very low, like the hiss of a poisonous snake.

The night is getting colder.