No Change Today... Thirty-Nine Degrees, I Really Can't Write It...

The Dark Elf Emperor is dead, and he has no descendants. The entire Dark Elf Empire is in civil strife. A total of seven top forces of the Dark Elf claim themselves as kings. They want to conquer the entire Dark Elf clan and become the new Emperor. However, none of these seven forces can be defeated so easily, which has plunged the dark elves into a protracted civil strife, and it will be impossible to decide the candidate for the dark elf emperor for a while.

Of course, Al doesn't care about these things, and the dark elves have nothing to do with him, but what makes Al very concerned is another piece of news, that is, although the previous dark elf emperor had no blood descendants, But for so many years, there have always been a few descendants of the emperor's blood outside the royal family among the dark elves. Although the blood of these descendants is not pure, they are people with the emperor's blood after all, so there are many dark elves. The aspirants in the clan are looking for people with these bloodlines, trying to push them to the throne of the emperor.

The purpose of Al's coming here is to find the true blood of the Dark Elf Emperor from the beginning to the end, to neutralize the two conflicting blood in his body, so he doesn't care about the ownership of the Dark Elf Empire, the only thing he cares about is People with the blood of the dark elves, so after hearing the news, Al immediately made a decision to find someone who might have the blood of the emperor of the dark elves based on the information in the intelligence, and try to get the blood of the other party .

Just when Al made a decision, two mercenaries from the Ice Dragon Mercenary Group came to the tavern. They went straight to Al and whispered: "Master Al, the leader has already brought him back." , For the sake of long nights and many dreams, the team leader wants to leave here now, and please ask Master Al to go with us.

Hearing what the two mercenaries said, Al nodded, drank the wine in the glass in his hand, then put the glass on the bar, followed the two mercenaries out of the tavern, and returned to the ice dragon mercenary Inside the hotel where the group members live temporarily.

After returning to the hotel, Al immediately saw a thin young man sitting next to Duanmu with a pale face and dark eye sockets. Seeing his trembling appearance, Al frowned slightly and stepped forward to the man He put his hand on the man's chest, and then checked the man's forehead and lower abdomen. Under the man's slightly angry expression, Al looked at Duanmu and said, "Captain Duanmu, he is the Roma Kingdom." The third prince Lockhart, right?

Nodding, Duanmu said to Al: That's right, Mr. Al, this is His Royal Highness Lockhart, the third prince of the Kingdom of Roma. I don't know what Mr. Al was checking just now. His Royal Highness Lockhart really doesn't look like a physical body. He looks healthy, and there is no doctor in our mercenary group, so we don't know the situation of His Royal Highness Lockhart for the time being.

I know a little about these things, and I know a lot about some situations, and the situation of His Royal Highness Lockhart is quite characteristic, so I know what's wrong with him.

Having said that, Al turned his head to look at Lockhart, and continued to speak: Your Highness Lockhart, how long have you been harvested by the dark elves here?

Hearing what Al said,

Lockhart blushed slightly, and said rather unnaturally: I, I don't know what you're talking about.

Curling his lips, Al whispered to Lockhart: Your Highness Lockhart, don't deny it, we all know what you have gone through, and many people don't understand what it means to collect energy, that's because I don't want others to know Your problem, so please tell me the situation in detail, otherwise your body will not be able to withstand the long journey at all, and it is very possible to die on the road.

Upon hearing this, Lockhart finally showed a look of fear on his face. He looked at Al, and said in a low voice with a little dodge in his eyes: Already, it's been half a year.

Tsk, it's really painful and happy.

Shaking his head, Al took out two potions from the interspatial bag and handed them to Lockhart. After watching him drink them, he said to Duanmu: Captain Duanmu, I need a quiet place to refine some potions for Lockhart. Lord Hart.

Originally, when he saw Al taking out the medicines, Duanmu's face was already showing surprise, but when he heard that Al was going to refine the medicines, the surprise on his face could not stop showing Come out, Duanmuke never thought that Al would be a pharmacist

You must know that a pharmacist is an extremely precious profession. If wizards are one in a million among ordinary people, then among wizards, pharmacists are a special case in a million. A pharmacist of the lowest level has some strength in medicine. Once there is one more pharmacist in the mercenary group, it will undoubtedly be different from before.

His eyes flickered, Duanmu glanced at Al, made a decision in his heart, and then said with a smile: "Since Master Al wants a place to refine medicine, I will prepare it for you now. My room is still available." It's neat and quiet, so Lord Al can refine potions in my room.

Al raised his eyebrows lightly. Hearing Duanmu's change of address, he looked at Duanmu thoughtfully, and then followed Duanmu straight to his room. When Duanmu exited the room and closed the door, Al then took out some potion materials and utensils from the interspatial bag, and began to brew potions that could supplement Lockhart's lack of energy.

With Aier's current strength, this second-level primary potion is not difficult. It didn't take long for Ayer to cook the potion, pour half of the potion in the crucible into ten test tubes, and use a rack to prepare the potion. The test tube rack put the test tubes on it and opened the door and handed it to Duanmu who was waiting outside.

Looking at Duanmu who took the test tube, Al thought for a while, then took out three medicines from the space bag and handed them to Duanmu, and said: Give Lockhart one of the ten medicines every day, which can supplement what he lacks. Essence, as well as strengthening his physique, as for these three medicines, as long as there is a breath left, they can save people, you just need to take them for people, as for me

Having said that, a half-smile expression appeared on Al's face again, and he continued to speak slowly: As for me, Captain Duanmu, don't think too much about it, it is impossible for me to join your mercenary group , and I'm leaving now, even if these potions are rewards for you, you won't suffer a loss if you think about it.