The Last Alchemist

In the dimly lit bedroom, Rosen and Veronica sat opposite each other.

Veronica fiddled with the crystal clear glass needle on the table intentionally or unintentionally: "Actually, I discovered it by accident."

"Hmm~" Rosen nodded, looked at Veronica's hand again, and reminded: "This thing is made of glass. It took a lot of effort on my part. Be careful not to drop it."

"Hey~ Who cares?" Veronica snorted, pushed the needle in the direction of Rosen, and continued: "You know, a large number of refugees have poured into the town recently, at least 1,000 in number. These people, basically I have seen them all, they are all residents of surrounding villages and towns.”

Rosen couldn't help but sigh: "You have a really good memory."

If it were him, a patient with mild prosopagnosia, he would forget about it unless he met him often or what the other person did left a deep impression on him.

Veronica narrowed her eyes and smiled, pointing to her head: "This is one of my talents, I call it extraordinary memory. From birth to now, nearly four hundred months, everything I have experienced , I can recall everything as clearly as if it happened just a moment ago.”

"Awesome!" Rosen praised, but was not surprised.

Because he knows that there are people on earth who have this talent. This ability is called super autobiographical memory. From ancient times to the present, very few people have this talent.

People with this kind of memory behave similarly to Veronica, being able to remember every detail of everything they have experienced, and recalling it afterwards as clearly as if they were watching a movie.

In the ancient tribal period, this kind of super memory person was a prophet or wizard, and was an indispensable existence in the tribe. With them, the various events that happened in the tribe and the skills developed by skilled craftsmen can be well passed on.

Veronica was very proud of Rosen's praise. She had always boasted of her superior intelligence, but after meeting Rosen, she was always crushed intellectually by Rosen. This was a huge blow to her self-confidence.

Now she finally had an advantage over her opponent. She felt much better and her face softened a little. She continued: "My senses are very keen. In addition to seeing with my eyes, I can also determine the opponent's location through hearing and smelling." Identity. The influx of refugees is a normal thing. Most of these refugees are homeless and have no food to eat. "

"Then, how many different refugees did you find?" Rosen guessed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Veronica glared at her: "I know you are smart, but can you patiently listen to what I have to say?"

"You continue."

Veronica then said: "I found a total of 4 special cases. These 4 people looked very poor on the surface, but they were very strong, with alert eyes and alert expressions. After they entered Sunderland in batches, they We gathered together in a remote place to discuss something. Naturally, I was curious, so I hid in the dark and eavesdropped. “Guess what?”

Rosen had already considered various possibilities in his mind. When the other party asked, he blurted out: "Two possibilities. One is the robber's internal agents, but there are only four internal agents, which is really a little less, so the possibility is unlikely. The second is that Prepare to cause trouble in Sunderland and create turmoil in the town. In this state of being crowded with refugees, the best way to create riots is to spread alarmist rumors, such as that there is insufficient food in the town, or that there is a plague. ”

After saying that, he saw Veronica looking at him blankly, seemingly in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Rosen stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Veronica's eyes.

Veronica came back to her senses and shook her head: "Oh, it's nothing. I just suddenly felt that playing guessing games with you was particularly boring."

"No, it's just that your riddle is not advanced enough."

Veronica was in a bad mood again: "One day, I will find a being who is smarter than you, so that you can also taste the feeling of being despised!"

"It's up to you. But let's get to the point." Rosen reminded.

Veronica nodded slightly and continued: "You are right. Those four guys did intend to cause riots, and they planned to use the method of spreading the plague. You also know this plague, it is roseola."

As soon as she finished speaking, Rosen patted his head and sighed: "Are they still planning to assassinate me?"

"You guessed it right again."

Rosen was not in a good mood. He covered his forehead, frowned slightly, and looked troubled.

Seeing Rosen's unhappy face, Veronica felt inexplicably happy. She put a hand on her chin and smiled reservedly: "Are you afraid of being assassinated? Don't worry, I've already taken those guys. It's done. It's for you, but the way they spread the plague disgusts me. I don't want Sunderland to be full of rosettes."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Rosen with a smile, waiting for him to say thank you.

She had already thought that as soon as the other party opened his mouth, she would retaliate and make the other party owe her a favor. In this way, she would not have to go find Griffin Acid.

But she was disappointed again.

It was clear that the assassin had been killed, but Rosen's expression did not relax at all. Instead, his brows furrowed even more tightly, and he looked at her with a look of disgust.

Veronica was unhappy: "Hey~ What's the matter with you? You think I'm nosy? You understand, I helped you solve a big trouble!"

"Well, you ruined a good thing." Rosen sighed.

"It's obviously a bad thing, but how can it be a good thing? Please explain it clearly to me, otherwise I won't mind giving you a little pain." Veronica looked at Rosen with a half-smile. She seemed calm on the surface, but she Anger was already welling up in my heart.

As soon as Rosen saw her appearance, he was convinced that if he couldn't convince her today, he might be taught a lesson by this arrogant and mysterious girl. It shouldn't be fatal, but he couldn't escape a fat beating, and his griffon The acid must also be soaked in water.

After sorting out his thoughts, he finally said: "Let me ask you, why did they want to assassinate me?"

"This is not simple. They are going to spread roseola. You happen to have the antidote. If you don't kill them, why should you save them?"

"The fact that I can cure roseola was only known this afternoon. Why did it reach the ears of the robbers at once, and they even sent people to assassinate them. Did the news spread a little fast?"

"Uh hmm~" Veronica finally came back to her senses: "You mean, the news was leaked by the escaped magician?"

"Yes." Rosen nodded: "Guard Jack brought back the news that Diaz was captured by the bandits. Now it seems that he was not only captured, but also surrendered to Blackbeard. The werewolf and the magician walked together, and no one wanted to "We know what they're going to do against Sunderland."

Veronica was stunned.

The high-level werewolf is a very powerful monster, with rough skin and thick flesh, and a wild and cunning personality. Even if she were to use it, it would take some effort to deal with it. The magician's methods are mysterious and unpredictable. No one knows what kind of attacks the magician will have. Veronica will never provoke the magician unless necessary.

Now that the two parties are joining forces, it is indeed a very difficult matter, and even she feels a little guilty.

In her life, she has seen countless strong men, and she has seen more than one unfortunate incident where a strong man capsized in the gutter, and she didn't want it to happen to her.

Rosen continued: "If you don't kill the four robbers and let them implement the plan step by step, and we are secretly monitoring, then we will have an information advantage. At that time, we only need to set up traps and wait for the opponent to get in. That’s fine. But now that the four assassins are dead, Blackbeard will not be hurt, but everything about him has fallen into the fog of unknown.”

"That's enough, stop talking!" Veronica felt her cheeks burning. She, who always pays attention to appearance, couldn't help but stretched out her hand and scratched her hair: "Ah~~ I really did a big stupid thing!"

After being frantic for a while, Veronica suddenly turned her head to look at Rosen: "Then what can you do?"

Rosen spread his hands and said, "If there is enough griffon acid."

"I'll find it for you! Is 100 pounds enough?" Veronica gritted her teeth.

"Enough, completely enough, but the time must be fast." Rosen nodded repeatedly.

"I'm going now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rosen saw the red shadow flicker carelessly, and then, Veronica was no longer in the room.

Although this was not the first time he had seen Veronica's speed, Rosen would be shocked every time he saw her. He had a feeling that even if he kept pointing at her with the big spiral spray, he might not be able to hit her.

However, despite being shocked, Rosen also felt a little funny in his heart: 'This girl is so easy to fool. ’