Chapter 3011 Lucia

Although the word boy generally does not refer to a clear gender, the "boy" that Angel secretly thought at this time refers to a male.

The person in front of me has smooth white hair shawl, soft facial features, and even a petite figure. No matter how she looks, she looks like a girl.

But the wizard's natural senses can easily tell that this is just a boy who looks like a girl.

Angel stared at the boy silently. After a few seconds, he coughed twice and said, "It seems I shouldn't come to see you at this time?"

The young man casually picked up the mithril air pressure gun next to him and pressed it into the boiler a few times. When he saw more phantom gas mist being produced, he replied: "No, this is the right time."

The boy's voice was very clear, but anyone who was not deaf could tell that it was definitely a male voice.

Angel touched his chin and said in a slightly hesitant tone: "Are you making witch soup now?"

The young man raised his head and said proudly: "That's right, Lucia's witch soup is the real thing."

Angel looked at the boy with eyes full of meaning: "If I remember correctly, witch soup should only be made by witches..."

Witch soup, as you can tell from the name, is a medicinal soup brewed by witches.

If we trace the origin, witch soup is actually a branch of pharmacy under alchemy. To be precise, it is a branch of the gypsy genre Witch Soup.

In the Gypsy genre, there are not only witch soups, but also fragrances, liquids, etc., which are all representatives of this genre.

Witch soup has been stipulated since ancient times and can only be made by witches. It's not that men can't refine it, but it's a conventional rule recognized by the public.

As for the origin of this special rule, it has to do with the concept of the genre.

Things like ideas are just like political games, the battles between extremists and the dilemma between moderates. Anyway, without any external intervention, they will stick to a dead principle.

It can be seen that the overall situation of Witch Soup has been controlled by witches for so many years.

As for why other people in the wizarding world don't get involved in this mess?

...because it’s too high-end.

No matter how big the chaos in the Gypsy school is, it is still a group of technical talents fighting each other, and the vast majority of extraordinary people can't even touch the threshold of alchemy. Can they get involved?

In short, the rules for refining witch soup have continued to this day. The most important rule is that witch soup can only be made by witches.

As for men who want to learn witch soup and make witch soup? Okay, let’s change your gender first.

Changing one's gender seems to be a difficult thing, at least for wizards. As long as you know the art of transformation, everything can be solved easily.

Therefore, when Angel saw the young man in front of him refining witch soup, but still showing off as a man, Angel would remind him like this.

You have already made yourself look like a woman anyway, so why not make a decisive move and change everything that needs to be changed. It doesn't make sense that you've become half a person, wearing only women's clothes.

The young man also understood the implication of Angel's words, and he said nonchalantly: "Humph, anyway, only you know and I know. Moreover, if you can enter Lucia's workshop, you have already signed a verbal contract. Bar."

The boy gave Angel a "you know" look.

Angel had naturally realized that the so-called verbal contract of "keeping silent about everything in the workshop after the guest leaves here" was meant to be used at this moment.

The young man continued: "Besides, even if you don't abide by the verbal contract, it won't do any harm to me. It's not like I can't turn into a woman. If someone wants to check, I can just change myself when the time comes."

When the young man said this, he showed that familiar proud look again.

Angel: "It seems that you are well prepared and are not afraid of being caught with your pigtails at all."

The young man snorted: "Of course, you want to grab my pigtails, unless a big shot in the alchemy world sees me using a male body to refine witch soup."

When the young man said this, he looked Angel up and down and said in a suspicious tone: "You must not be a big shot in the alchemy world, right?"

Angel smiled faintly: "No."

Young man: "Let me tell you, no big shot in the alchemy world will come to trouble me if he has nothing to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Angel said again: "Although I am not a big shot in the alchemy world, I am also an alchemist and know a little bit about pharmacy...the reformist pharmacy."

The young man's expression changed instantly.

The reformist school is a major school in pharmacy. The most important thing is that the revolutionary school and the Gypsy school are common rivals. The Gypsy school is more traditional, while the revolutionary school is free and free. It is difficult for the two to get along, so as long as their ideas conflict, they will often quarrel in magazines.

Among them, the reformists most often target witch soup. After all, witch soup is the most conservative and traditional branch of the Gypsy school.

The young man didn't expect that he was just lazy and half-dressed, and he actually met a revolutionary alchemist!

His voice was slightly trembling: "Are you telling the truth?"

Angel looked at the boy's pale face and the panic in his mood. He was silent for a moment and said, "I only know some potions from the Reform Party. Well, I can also refine some fragrances."

Upon hearing Angel's words, the boy's face finally turned red. Being able to refine fragrance means that you are not excluded from the Gypsy genre.

In this case, it seems that the possibility of being targeted becomes smaller...that's weird!

He suddenly thought that although he was from the gypsy school, he had violated a taboo!

After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and made a decision. Isn't it just transformation? I will transform, I will transform now!

He stretched out his hand and lifted his hair, representing the magic fluctuation of the transformation technique, covering from head to toe.

The magic fluctuation lasted for a second and then dissipated.

The boy in front of Angell turned into a petite and pretty girl.

She tied the hair that fell on her cheeks behind her head with a simple mental rope, revealing her white forehead, and then said to Angell in a helpless tone: "Now, you won't report me, right?"

Angell looked at the other person carefully, and always felt that this person's behavior was a little immature... Could it be that her appearance was her age?

If this is true, she can become a wizard in such a short time, then she is still a genius.

But, she is a genius with an immature mind.

Angel said, "I didn't say I was going to report you."

"Are you sure you won't report me?" The girl tilted her head slightly and raised her eyebrows at Angel.

Angel: "Didn't I sign a verbal contract? There's no need to go against my conscience for such a small matter."

When the girl heard this, although she still doubted Angel, she was too lazy to say more, after all, she had transformed now.

After the transformation, she was a witch! She could make witch soup and enter the tea party, and no one could stop her!

"I reluctantly believe you." She paused and continued: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Lucia Didia, and I'm the owner of this workshop."

Angel had already guessed that her name was Lucia, after all, witch soup is often named after the witch. The other party just said clearly that she was making authentic Lucia witch soup, so she was undoubtedly the "authentic" Lucia.

However, what surprised Angel was that the other party's surname was "Didia", and Starry Glory was the property of the Didia family.

So, Lucia was actually the owner of this Starry Glory block?

Angel did not ask the doubts in his heart, but changed the question: "Bulu's owner, are you also?"

Although this sentence was a question, Angel's tone was very sure.

The reason was that the white-haired and green-eyed boy he saw at noon was 80% similar to Lucia in front of him.

As long as Lucia turned back to a man, and then grew taller, wider shoulders, and a little rougher hair, she would be exactly the same as Bulu's owner.

Lucia did not deny it, after all, she did see Angel at noon: "Well, I am also Bulu's owner, Lucia!"

Lucia read out the name "Lucia" in an emphasizing tone.

Needless to say, when she became a woman, she was "Lucia". And when she became a man, she was "Lucia".

Angel smiled slightly: "Ms. Lucia, nice to meet you."

Lucia didn't have any special reaction when Angel called her "Ms." She just narrowed her eyes and said: "Shouldn't you also introduce yourself to a lady who introduced herself first?"

Angel: "My name is Jon."

"Jon? It always feels like a fake name." Lucia curled her lips.

Angel didn't deny it, smiled, and didn't say anything.

He didn't care about revealing his real name, but he was afraid that Lucia would be more scared after hearing his real name than when she learned that he was a revolutionary alchemist just now.

After all, Angel was a member of the R&D Institute, and his voice in the alchemy world was many times stronger than that of an ordinary revolutionary alchemist.

"Okay, Jon is Jon." Lucia stretched, stood up from the boiler, sat on the sofa next to her, and motioned Angel to sit down.

Angel sat opposite her without hesitation.

"I have just contacted Bulu and know your purpose. You want to apply for membership, right?"

Angel nodded: "Yes."

"Do you need me to explain the membership business of Starry Glory? Also, what obligations you should fulfill after becoming a member." When Lucia said this, she carefully observed Angel's every move.

"Obligations?" Angel smiled: "Isn't it my obligation to join the membership? Could it be that Starry Glory has added other obligations recently?"

Lucia stared at Angel for several seconds before slowly retracting her gaze, and then whispered softly: "Sure enough, your name is false."

The only ones who can know the truth about the membership of Starry Glory are definitely wizards from large organizations, and they are also large wizard organizations that are capable of playing the role of "chess player" in the Kingdom of Guman, and only then will they know the inside story of the Didia family.

The young man with red hair and golden eyes in front of him can clearly say "membership is an obligation", indicating that he knows the position that "becoming a member means not standing on the same front with King Guman".

So, he must be a member of a large wizard organization. Lucia knew the official wizards in the large wizard organizations very well. Even if there were some hidden wizards, she knew some of them.

Anyway, Lucia was very sure that there was no official wizard named Jon in any large wizard organization.

Therefore, the young man in front of him was probably using a pseudonym.

Angel could naturally think of Lucia's logic, but he still had the attitude of neither denying nor admitting it.

"Since you know the rules of the Starry Glory membership very well, I won't say much." Lucia reached out from the emerald green earring on her earlobe and took out a white card that shone with metallic luster under the light.

"Platinum card?" Angel: "I seem to have heard that only when you spend 2,000 magic crystals will you get a platinum card?"

Angel has only opened two quiet rooms at present, and according to the price, it just meets the demand for green bronze cards. If you spend 1,000 magic crystals, you will get a blue silver card.

The level of the platinum card is above the blue silver card.

"I want to correct you a little. The platinum card consumes 1999 magic crystals, not 2,000 magic crystals." Lucia: "Besides, special people deserve special treatment. After all, you are a formal wizard who knows alchemy. The platinum card may underestimate you. Perhaps the shining diamond card is worthy of your status."

The shining diamond card is a membership card given for spending 10,000 magic crystals... No, it is a membership card given for spending 9,999 magic crystals, and it is also the highest level card of the Starry Glory.

Angel could tell that Lucia seemed to have some hidden meaning.

However, Angel did not respond, but just looked at Lucia quietly.

After a moment of silence, Lucia said dryly: "What is your attitude towards the Diamond Card?"

Angel: "No attitude. Anyway, your membership card, in addition to showing the level, has no benefits."

Lucia stretched out her index finger and shook it in front of Angel: "No, no, no, the benefits of other levels of cards are the same, only the card surface is different... but the Diamond Card is different."

Angel did not speak, but waited for Lucia to continue.

Because of this, Angel did not know. Iron Armor Granny did mention the benefits of the membership card, but did not clearly say what the benefits corresponding to the membership card level are.

Lucia: "VIPs with Diamond Cards can not only participate in every internal trade fair of the Starry Glory Caravan, but also purchase the opportunity to get the prophecy of the preacher at a cheap price at the internal trade fair."

Lucia paused and said in a low voice: "These are secrets. I told you because you are an alchemist."

The prophecy of the preacher is very attractive to most wizards, but to Angel, the attraction is very ordinary.

Dodolok is much more attractive than the preacher.

Angel is a little interested in the trade fair she mentioned.

Because the Iron Armor Granny said before that the most valuable thing about the Starry Glory Caravan is the internal trade fair.

Because the preacher will set up an anti-prophecy mechanism at the trade fair, and there will also be a special protection mechanism, plus the teleportation array that can be opened at any time, which effectively prevents the probability of troubles in the trade. Therefore, many wizards will take out extremely precious materials at the trade fair to exchange with others.

Although most of the time, the goods at the trade fair are not as good as those at large auctions, you can barter at the trade fair, and the price is often much cheaper than at the auction.

Moreover, large auctions are basically public, and many banned goods dare not be listed. But at the trade fair, you don’t have to worry about these... Of course, the premise is that there are no people from extreme sects mixed in. But even if there are extreme sects, according to the rules set by the preacher, it is highly likely that they will not be tracked by people from extreme sects.

"How about it? Are you interested?" Lucia said to Angel in a seductive tone.