The Last Alchemist

Dias' arrival was slower than Rosen expected.

His thoughts raced, and after a few seconds, he said: "The Baron already knew my identity and my abilities, and gave me a salary of 1,000 rands to build a better magic mirror. In comparison, Romulet has been researching Rosacea for a full year, but there is still no progress. The Baron must be very disappointed with him. Now, if Romulet falsely accuses me, the Baron will not attack me immediately even if he is suspicious. "

Annie nodded: "That's the truth."

Rosen continued to walk towards the yard, saying as he walked: "Our biggest opponent now is the magician Romley himself. We must always beware of his methods. If I am not wrong, the Baron will come to me soon." If you ask questions, Romley might suddenly attack, so I have to make some preparations."

"What can I do?" Anne asked immediately.

Rosen smiled: "Don't be nervous, the situation is far less serious than imagined. Romley came to the Baron to complain, just because he wanted to use the Baron's power to punish me. If it were yesterday, his method would still be a bit better for me. Threatening, but today, he made a wrong calculation!”

He has the medicine to cure the disease, which is his biggest trump card to win over the baron.

Annie was still a little hesitant: "Uh~ are you really sure?"

Rosen nodded: "If it is to storm Diaz's residence, I am not sure, but now that he has walked out of his residence and went to the Baron Mansion alone, I can handle it."

After saying that, he pushed open the courtyard door, turned around and entered the courtyard, followed by Annie.

There was no one in the yard, but there was movement in the direction of the kitchen, and there was smoke from the kitchen chimney.

Anne asked doubtfully: "Who is in there?"

Rosen smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when you go in and take a look."

After saying that, he walked towards the room. After entering the room, he first took out the big spiral spray gun, filled the wheel with bullets, and then hung the big spray gun on his belt with a cowhide bag.

After finishing it, Rosen let out a breath: "I feel much more at ease now." ’

In such troubled times, having weapons and not having weapons are completely different concepts.

Then, Rosen turned around and walked to the ceramic vat in the room. There was still a large amount of moldy orange juice in the vat that had not been used up. Rosen activated his alchemical power and began to produce more penicillin.

The penicillin he synthesized for the first time was only 200 grams, which was almost enough to treat Mary and her daughter, but with the addition of the Baron, more penicillin was needed.

With last night's experience, Rosen became very proficient in synthesizing penicillin molecules. About 10 minutes later, he synthesized about 70 grams of penicillin sodium salt.

70 grams, plus the remaining 130 grams on hand, there are 200 grams, leaving 100 grams for Mary and her daughter for follow-up treatment, and the remaining 100 grams for the Baron, which is enough for the time being.

After skillfully putting the penicillin into the glass, sealing it, and putting it into his pocket, Rosen turned and walked out of the room.

As soon as he arrived outside the door, he saw Annie standing at the door, looking at him with an incredible look.

"What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?" Rosen asked strangely.

Anne shook her head: "I saw Mary and little Alice."

"Oh, how about it? My medicine is powerful, isn't it?" Rosen asked with a smile.

Anne nodded in agreement: "Amazing, very amazing, completely beyond my imagination. Mary told me that you just used the medicine on them early yesterday morning. Less than two days have passed. The abscesses on Sister Mary's body have scabbed, and little Ellie The red spots on Si’s body have completely subsided. This is simply a miracle!”

She looked at Rosen without blinking, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Rosen, did you know? In the free city of Berkeley, rosacea is rampant, and those romantic people have been offering high-priced bounties for potions in order to survive. .Countless magicians, alchemists, and herbalists have Looking for this drug, but they all failed, and you, only you, succeeded, and if the guys in Berkeley knew this, they would go crazy looking for you, Rosen, I am. I really don’t know how much wisdom you have in your head!”

Rosen was very embarrassed to be praised. This was not because of his wisdom. He had just been a porter of knowledge for a while. Now that he was being praised so harshly by Annie, he really couldn't bear it.

He could only change the subject: "Well, Annie, I need an iron rod. I think the iron tongs in the kitchen for stirring the fire are good. Can you help me open the iron tongs?"

"What are you going to do with that?" Annie was confused, but she still walked into the kitchen. After a while, she came out with iron pliers.

"Just one side of the iron pliers will do. Break it off, then straighten the iron and sharpen both ends." Rosen gestured repeatedly.

"What a strange idea." Anne muttered, but still did as she was told.

She disassembled the iron pliers into two separate thin iron bars and straightened the bent iron bars with her bare hands. Then she ran to the whetstone in the yard and sharpened both ends of the thin iron bars.

Rosen added: "The rust on the surface has also been rubbed off, yes, that's it. It's almost done. It's pretty good."

The thin iron rod Annie ground was about the thickness of a thumb, one and a half meters long, with sharp points at both ends, like a large sewing needle.

"What's the use of this?" Annie asked again. She couldn't understand Rosen's thoughts at all.

"Hey, don't you think this looks like my wand?" Rosen waved the thin iron rod and found that it was quite handy.

"Magic wand? A magic wand made of a poker? Liar!" Annie shook her head repeatedly, not believing it.

"You'll know when the time comes." Rosen smiled, and he patted the spiral spray gun on his waist again: "See this? I've already built it completely."

"Is this the new weapon? It's much more beautiful than the one on the drawing." Anne's eyes lit up, and she squatted down, ready to carefully appreciate Rosen's new work. Just as she was about to comment, her ears suddenly moved slightly, and she said: "It's coming, I've heard footsteps."

"Hmm~ How is the situation?" Rosen's heart sank slightly. Although he knew that the danger was not great, he still felt a little stressed when the time came.

"Six people came, five of them had heavy steps, and they should have equipment on them, and one had light steps, just an ordinary person, most likely a servant of the Baron's mansion. The Baron sent a servant to invite you, so there shouldn't be any problem."

This discovery made Anne slightly relieved. If the Baron really wanted to harm Rosen, there was no need to spend more effort. He could just send guards to arrest people directly. If he was a servant, it would mean an invitation, and the situation would be much better.

Rosen shrugged his shoulders: "It's pretty much what I thought."

Two minutes later, the gate was knocked, and a familiar voice sounded outside the door: "Mr. Rosen, are you home?"

"I'm here."

Another voice came from outside the door: "I'm Matt, the butler of the Baron's Mansion. My master has something important to discuss with you. He wants you to go to the Baron's Mansion. Are you free now?"

"Of course I'm free. I'll come out right away."

Annie had a trace of worry in her eyes: "It's a pity that I can't enter the Baron's Mansion. I can only hide in the dark to protect you."

Rosen smiled at her, motioning the other party to rest assured, then opened the gate and walked out.

Sure enough, there were 6 people standing outside the door, one was the butler Matt, and the other 5 were fully armed Baron guards.

When Matt saw Rosen, he bowed slightly and extended his hand as an invitation: "Mr. Rosen, don't be afraid. There has been some chaos in the town recently, so the baron sent guards to escort you."

The housekeeper's explanation made Rosen more reassured, and he nodded: "Well~Okay, let's go now."

The group walked towards the baron's mansion.

As soon as they passed the alley, Anne also left the yard immediately. After locking the gate, she followed Rosen from a distance.

She held the crossbow with the string already strung in her left hand and the hilt of the sword in her right hand. As long as there was anything abnormal in front, she would rush up to support at the first time.

At the same time.

On the first floor of a three-story wooden house next to the street, Veronica, wearing dark red leather armor, was standing by the window, looking at the situation on the street through the crystal glass in front of the window.

She saw Rosen and Anne.

Finally, her eyes turned back and fell on the parchment scroll in her hand, which was the geometric diagram drawn by Rosen.

'How can a mortal have such wisdom? ’

‘It’s such a pity if such a person dies because of a trivial matter. Alas~ I hide in such a small place, but I still can’t have peace and quiet? ’