The Last Alchemist

Regarding the origin of the monster, except for some vague information, Anne could not tell the reason.

Even the monster experts among the natives of this world didn't know about it. Naturally, Rosen was blinded. After making random guesses, he shook his head: "Forget it, guessing is useless. Let's continue working."

This matter is not urgent. As long as he maintains this question, he will always encounter more clues in the future.

About half an hour later, the two packed up everything and found a safe resting place next to the road.

This is also a slope, and there is a big tree on the top of the slope that is as thick as one person can hold. Because it was early winter, all the leaves had fallen, the muddy ground under the trees was very flat, and the surrounding weeds had been deliberately cut, so the view was wide. There were several piles of bonfire ashes left under the tree, and it was obvious that many people had rested here.

"That's it," Rosen said.

Soon, the carriage stopped in the open space under the trees.

Rosen and Annie jumped out of the carriage, collected some dry branches and weeds under the tree, and soon lit a warm bonfire.

“Tuk-tuk-tuk~”

Rosen knocked on the carriage door: "Sister Mary, it's safe outside. Come out and get some air."

"Hey~ Okay." Sister Mary responded, the carriage door opened, she jumped out of the carriage first, and then took little Alice down.

Rosen poked his head again and asked, "Girl, how are you injured? Do you want to come down and sit down for a while?"

The black-haired girl raised her head timidly: "Sister Mary has bandaged my wound for me, but it still hurts a little."

"Oh, then you should have a good rest." Rosen stretched out his hand to close the door.

"Don't let me go. I want to relieve myself." The black-haired girl said hesitantly.

"Annie, come and help with this," Rosen greeted.

"Um."

Anne responded, then took the black-haired girl out of the carriage and walked around to the back of the carriage: "Girl, it's convenient for you to stay here, it's not safe to be far away."

Naturally, Rosen would not peek in obscenely. He walked to the campfire and sat down. He waved to little Alice and asked in a warm voice, "Were you scared just now?"

"No, my brother is here, I'm not afraid." Little Alice shook her head. She looked curiously at the big spiral spray gun on Rosen's waist: "Brother, this weapon is so powerful. Can I touch it?"

"Of course." Rosen took off his weapon and handed it over.

Alice gently touched the cold metal shell and asked in a low voice: "Brother, the energy conversion method of this weapon is to convert chemical energy into kinetic energy, right?"

"Right." Rosen nodded.

"The structure is really ingenious." Little Alice's eyes were shining. After touching it for a while, she asked again: "Brother, if you are not an alchemist, can you create such a weapon?"

"Of course." Rosen stroked little Alice's soft hair: "As long as you learn knowledge from your brother."

Little Alice clenched her fist and waved it vigorously: "Well, I will definitely study hard!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a timid voice came from the side: "Sir, can ordinary people without talent really make alchemical weapons?"

Rosen looked up and saw the black-haired girl coming back supported by Annie. Although she was not in good spirits, she had a serious look on her face, which showed that she took Rosen's words to heart.

Rosen didn't notice anything different either. He had been in this world for more than a month and had learned a lot about the situation in this world.

He knew that any knowledgeable person would be surprised by what he just said. Judging from the behavior and attire of this black-haired girl, she must be well-educated, so she would naturally feel that Rosen's words were contrary to common sense.

He smiled and said: "Girl."

"My name is Erin."

"Oh~ Miss Eileen, don't call me sir, just call me Rosen. You seem to be in good spirits. If your physical condition allows, we can chat for a while." Rosen smiled.

Erin nodded: "It's a great honor."

Anne helped her sit one meter away from Rosen, while she sat between Rosen and Irene.

After sitting down, Erin couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Rosen, you just said that ordinary people can also forge alchemical weapons. Is this true?"

Rosen nodded: "In fact, I think that all intelligent creatures, even monsters, as long as they can accept rational and logical thinking habits instead of thinking about killing, then they can not only create alchemical weapons, but even It is possible to master the secrets of alchemy and become a master alchemist."

Irene was stunned when she heard this. In fact, not only she, but also Anne, Mary, and even the coachman John were attracted by this topic.

They had all just experienced the terrifying power of alchemy. Now that Rosen said that everyone can learn and even master this great alchemical power, they couldn't help but be tempted.

"Really?" Erin was dubious.

Rosen smiled and said, "I don't have to lie."

Eileen obviously didn't believe it: "Mr. Rosen, I studied at Nerogard Academy for a period of time and was also very interested in alchemy. However, the professors at the academy unanimously believe that to become an alchemist, talent is the most important thing. Without the support of talent, everything is a castle in the air. My own experience of learning alchemy has perfectly verified this point of view. Mr. Rosen, I don’t want to question you, it’s just that your remarks are a bit off.”

When speaking, the black-haired girl looked serious, as if she was facing a serious academic debate.

"Shocking?" Rosen asked.

"Yes, it's shocking. I know it's rude to say this, but please forgive me, I really can't find a better word." Irene looked apologetic.

Looking at Irene's way of speaking, Rosen's heart moved: "Polite, a lot of nonsense, and the last word of each sentence has a faint uvular sound. This is a typical upper-class speaking style." This Irene is not only well-educated, she should also be the daughter of a noble. ’

'But the carriage on the roadside is obviously a merchant's style. How could a noble daughter mix with a merchant, and knowingly traveling through a war-torn area with so few guards? This girl's origins are unknown, and I don't know if she has any plot against me. ’

‘Perhaps I should find an opportunity to test her. ’

These thoughts flashed in his mind, and he also knew that this girl seemed polite, but she had already started a fight with him. If he didn't explain it tonight, she probably wouldn't give up.

This kind of academic debate was Rosen's favorite. When he was on Earth, he liked to discuss various issues with his colleagues. Sometimes, the two parties would even argue with each other red-faced, but more often, they would discover something novel during the heated discussion.

Seeing that the other side was about to start a war, Rosen was habitually in high spirits.

After pondering for a few seconds, Rosen picked up a small pebble from the mud and gently threw it far away. The pebble flew in an arc in the sky and finally landed on the ground a few meters away.

He pointed at the stones and asked: "Miss Eileen, I wonder if you have ever studied mathematics?"

Erin's eyes lit up slightly, and her expression became more focused: "It's a bit involved."

Rosen asked: "Then let me ask you, if I throw such a stone, how should I use mathematical language to describe the curve it makes when it flies in the sky?"

"This" Irene was stunned. She frowned and fell into thinking. After a while, she picked up a stone again and wrote and drew on the dirt. Five or six minutes passed like this, but she still didn't get the answer. .

Rosen looked at the lines on the dirt and knew that this girl named Irene didn't know the cross coordinate system, the concept of functions, parabolas, or Newton's three laws of motion. In fact, she was just gesticulating blindly on the dirt, and she couldn't get the answer even if she scratched the ground.

He smiled faintly: "Miss Eileen, you can't find the answer, can you?"

Erin bit her lower lip tightly, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she shook her head: "My math skills are too shallow. But I don't understand, what's the use of it?"

"What's the use?" Rosen laughed and said to Annie: "My friend, please explain it to this lady."

Anne smiled slightly. Her biggest gain from staying with Rosen this month was to understand the parabola. At this time, she said: "If you know how to describe this curve, then you can use the tool of mathematics to accurately In this way, the trebuchet can hit the designated target. Do you think this is useful in battle? "

"Use mathematics to accurately predict the landing point of the boulder?" Irene felt like her outlook had been refreshed.

"In this simple problem, I prefer to use the word 'compute,'" Rosen laughed.

Erin's mind was a little confused: "Wait a minute, Mr. Rosen, I admit that what you said makes sense, but what does this have to do with what you said before that ordinary people can master alchemy?"

Rosen spoke eloquently: "Miss Eileen, let me ask you, can everyone learn mathematics?"

"Hmm~~ As long as you have a good education, you should be able to learn. Even if you can't become a master, you can at least get started." Irene answered conservatively.

Rosen reached out and patted the large spiral spray gun on his hand, and said with a smile: "So, my weapon is actually a small, easy-to-carry trebuchet. The difference is that my trebuchet does not throw stones. , but a small iron ball, the iron ball is faster and the landing point is more accurate. "

"Trebuchet?" Erin couldn't turn the corner.

"Yes, the basic principles are exactly the same." Rosen nodded, and then asked: "Miss Eileen, do you think ordinary people can understand the principles of the trebuchet?"

Eileen nodded: "Of course it is possible, otherwise how could those craftsmen build the trebuchet?"

Rosen asked again: "Look, my weapon is made of iron and requires metal smelting skills. Let me ask you, can ordinary people master the metal smelting skills?"

"Of course it can be done, those blacksmiths can do it."

Rosen patted his thigh lightly: "Since ordinary people can master mathematics, make trebuchets, and smelt metals, they already have the basic conditions for making this weapon. As long as they explore a lot, they can build similar weapons. Maybe it's not as powerful as mine, but as long as you keep exploring and improving, you can one day reach or even surpass the level of this weapon. So do you think ordinary people can master alchemy?"

Irene was stunned. She sat there motionless like a statue. After a long time, she spoke: "Mr. Rosen, is everything you said true?"

"I think in a serious discussion, lies cannot be used as an argument to convince the opponent, right?" Rosen spread his hands.

Erin was silent again.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Rosen knew that she had been convinced, but he didn't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment.

It’s not that the debate itself is boring, it’s just that the opponent is too weak. His opponent fell before he even made a big move. It’s really boring, not interesting at all.

‘Maybe I can’t find a match in this world at all. Alas, it’s so lonely at high places. ’ Rosen shook his head gently, turned to little Alice and said, “Are you tired today? If you are, go to bed early.”

"Okay, brother."

Rosen handed little Alice to Sister Mary, and the two girls returned to the carriage to rest.

"Miss Eileen, it's time for you to rest." Annie stood up.

"Ah?" Eileen seemed to be shocked. It took a long time for her to come back to her senses, but she was still a little distracted: "Okay, thank you very much."

Rosen's words kept echoing in her mind. She felt herself being helped up and then carried into the carriage. Before, she would take the opportunity to carefully observe the surrounding situation, but now, she doesn't care at all. She has been Thinking about what Rosen just said and the manner in which he spoke.

‘Chemical energy converted into kinetic energy? What's the meaning?'

‘Everyone can learn alchemy? ’

'When he spoke just now, he looked down from above, as if he had the truth in his hand. How much does he know? ’

‘Nine times out of ten, Viken was killed by him, at least he has this ability! ’

With a 'click~' sound, the carriage door was closed by Anne. After a while, Rosen's tired voice came from outside the carriage: "John, I'm terribly tired. You can stay here until midnight."

Hearing this, Erin's heart moved slightly.