Chapter 36 Alchemy Master

Marvin grabbed the old man by the collar, lifted him up and threw him against the wall, saying, "Not for sale!"

This one and two...

He was really angry now, with a faint chill coming from his body...but he didn't mean to kill anyone.

The alchemist in front of me just wants to ask for a price when he sees the hunter. If he wants to kill someone for such a small thing, that means he is out of his mind.

Marvin let go of his hand and let the old man slide to the ground.

The old man's legs were like noodles and he couldn't stand. He fell down in the corner and looked at Marvin tremblingly, "Magic, you...how many people have you killed?!"

Marvin asked coldly: "What about you? Who are you?"

The murderous aura subsided, and the surrounding chill gradually dissipated.

"I... Hiccup..." The old man tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and answered while holding on the wall: "I am an alchemist... Hiccup..."

After finally catching his breath, the old man muttered in a low voice: "If you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it. If you do something so scary, you will be in trouble if I kill you."

Modus flew down from Ned's head and stood on Marvin's shoulder again, curiously saying: "Ouch! It sounds like it has some background. Tell me?"

"Hmph! I am a master of alchemy and the honorary chairman of the Fortune Tellers Association..." The old man bowed slightly and said arrogantly: "Adalbertus Aloysius Kalkestan."

"Oh? A fortune teller?" Marvin raised his eyebrows, leaned over and asked, "Then can you divine whether you will die today?"

The old man's expression immediately wrinkled, and he said with a grimace: "Goodbye, young man, this is not a joke."

Modus on Marvin's shoulder spread his wings slightly and smiled evilly: "Jie Jie Jie... Then you can divine again. Is my boss joking?"

The six pairs of eyes of Marvin, Black Horn and Raven looked down, and shadows enveloped the old alchemist.

Kalkstein's expression became even more bitter, "No, no, I admit defeat. Tell me, how much do you want?"

Marvin said: "I am also an alchemist. I want your alchemy knowledge. It is best to have notes. If not..."

Modus then said: "Then write it now!"

The old man ignored the raven and looked Marvin up and down curiously, "Oh? Are you an alchemist too?"

He curled his lips and retorted, "It's not like it at all. I don't believe it."

This old man is too much like the old professor in the college who only likes to learn but is slovenly. He is a bit rough and has low emotional intelligence, but he is not annoying.

Marvin asked, "What if I could prove that I was?"

Kalkstein was very confident in his expertise and replied with a stiff neck: "Then you can choose from my hundreds of notebooks!"

It's easy to take the bait.

Marvin continued to ask: "Do you have an alchemy laboratory?"

"Hmph! Are you insulting my identity?" The old man angrily walked along the wall towards the temple area, "Follow me, kid."

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On a relatively affluent-looking street in the temple district, a little red-haired girl sat under the porch of a two-story wooden building.

"Grandpa Carl, good afternoon!" the little girl waved her hand in greeting.

"It's Shani..." Kalkstein stopped and said seriously: "My last name is Kalkstein, you always say it wrong."

"Hey...it's so long, who can remember it?"

"You can't call someone by the wrong name. It's rude to call someone by the wrong name."

"Then I can't remember..."

"Forget it, forget it...Oh, today's children."

"What? Grandpa Carl, Uncle Javid has been here for a while, and he is right at your door."

The little girl looked at Marvin curiously and asked, "Hello, I am Shani?"

She saw the unicorn again, "Wow, what a beautiful black horse." She asked, "Is this your horse?"

Marvin was already frightened by the child Xili, so he just nodded and walked over quickly.

Ned followed suit with Modus on his head.

The little girl sat back down on the porch with a disappointed pout.

In the front yard of the two-story building next door, a bald young man was talking respectfully to Kalkstein.

"...Aza, I have something to do today. The class will continue tomorrow. You should go back first."

"Okay, teacher." The young man bowed and passed by Marvin.

This man's face is not old, but he is severely bald, has a beard, and has a somewhat sinister eyebrows.

When the two passed by, Marvin smelled a little bit of putrid smell, blood smell and a hint of obscure black magic from him.

Kalkstein noticed Marvin's pause and said with a smile: "He is Azar Javed. He is a very nice young man and very easy to learn. Oh, why am I telling you this... Huh! I want to see you." Whether he knows alchemy or not, he can’t even compare to Aza.”

After saying that, the old man took out the key and opened the door angrily.

Azza Javid?

Is he the one responsible for the ruin of Kaer Morhen?

Marvin: "Modus, follow him, keep watch, and don't get close."

Modus: "Understood."

Marvin patted Ned on the head and whispered: "Stay in the yard by yourself and don't talk to others."

Sneeze~, Ned nodded.

"Hurry up! What are you doing?" Kalkstein urged, "Just leave the horse in my yard. No one dares to invade the territory of an alchemist master!"

The entire second floor of the small building is an alchemy laboratory, with all kinds of strange smells floating around.

The tangled glassware and thin copper tubes on the experimental table constituted complex alchemical tools, and several huge shelves were filled with books, papers and various alchemical materials in glass bottles. There was also an obsidian golem standing in the corner at the other end of the second floor.

Kalkstein stood with his hands on his waist and said proudly: "There is no more complete alchemical equipment in the whole Vizima than mine. Boy, what are you going to show? Start."

"Potion, but..." Marvin spread his hands: "I don't have the materials..."

"Who is your teacher?" The old man asked with his eyes wide open.

But he didn't need an answer. He muttered to himself as he walked towards a row of shelves in the corner, "Why are you more stingy than me..."

"6 crow eyes, 12 white clover flowers, 2 hop hearts, 2 black velvet mushrooms, 20 ml of jujube water, 4 white bone grass..."

"Wait a minute!" Kalkstein turned around and asked in surprise, "What the hell is white bone grass?"

He stared at Marvin, "Why have I never heard of white bone grass?"

"A herb that grows in the land of bones, with slender pale leaves and serrated edges." Marvin recited the details of the formula: "A herb with strong ghost properties. If you don't have it, you can replace it with Bidens thorns, but I'm not sure about the quantity."

"Although it is feasible to replace it with materials with similar properties, it is difficult." The old man stroked his beard and asked, "Kid, are you sure you can do it?"

"Let's try." Marvin had acquired this kind of knowledge when he upgraded the "Alchemy-Potion Branch" in the skill management warehouse. Although he had never practiced it, he was not afraid.

"Humph! I hope what you said is true." The old man took out various materials with a snort.

These materials are not expensive, he can afford it.

This is a 2nd-level potion that Marvin picked out from Avallac's notes, called Concentration Potion, which is mainly used to calm mental fluctuations and quickly recover mental fatigue.

For magic professionals, this potion is very useful, but the rank is a bit low.

Although the elementary alchemy-potion branch has been maxed out to level 20, this is still his first time to practice alchemy, so he picked a simple formula.

In fact, there are not many formulas in Avallac's notes for him to choose.

After all, Marvin has studied seriously in the academy for a year, and he has used all the tools on the laboratory table.

Cutting, grinding, extraction...

Dilution, diffusion, titration...

Heating, purification, condensation...

The extremely high and average physical attributes make Marvin extremely accurate in both fingers and eyes; long-term knife practice and meditation also make him not impatient and follow the steps.

But it failed...

It was not because of the wrong technique and dosage, but because the dosage of Bidens pilosa was wrong.

There is no such thing as alchemy without failure, not to mention that one of the main ingredients was changed, which is normal.

Kalkstein next to him nodded repeatedly.

Professionally, he can really be called an alchemist in the demon hunter world, and naturally he can see that the reason for the failure is not Marvin.

On the contrary, although Marvin's operation technique is not proficient, it is very precise and has an excellent memory.

Good memory is very important in alchemy.

What Marvin wanted before was the materials for two potions, and he would try again if he failed.

Clean up the waste, clean the alchemy tools, and try again...

Watching the liquid in the test tube gradually calm down from boiling, and finally turned into a tube of light green transparent solution.

["Concentration Potion" was successfully refined, and the proficiency increased by 2%. ]

Marvin picked up the test tube.

[Concentration Potion]

Type: Alchemy Potion

Quality: Oral (white)

Effect: Oral, has the effect of calming the mind and refreshing the mind, and can effectively relieve negative states such as mental fatigue, confusion, and rage.

Description: The formula comes from the Ain El elves, and it is a tranquilizer commonly used by magic professionals when learning experiments. Due to the unskilled maker, the quality of the potion has dropped to ordinary (white). If you want to store it for a long time, it is recommended to use a more sophisticated storage device.

Note: Alchemy potions can be renamed by the maker, can be customized, can modify the description, can be sold to other producers, contractors, law enforcers, etc. in the Order Paradise, and can be sold or given to the natives in the derivative world. (Notes are only visible to the maker)

Price: 30 Paradise Coins

After working for nearly an hour, the potion made was sold to the Paradise for only 30 Paradise Coins. Otherwise, low-level potions are worthless.

It seems that primary alchemy is far from satisfying Marvin's plan to make a lot of money.

And the proficiency must be practiced. He almost failed in the second refining just now, and the quality of the potion has dropped.

"It looks like it worked..." Kalkstein took a step closer, looked at the test tube in Marvin's hand and asked, "What kind of potion is this? What effect does it have?"

Marvin handed him the test tube and said, "It's a tranquilizer, it relieves mental fatigue. Try it."

The old man took the test tube, "It sounds very useful, why don't I know this formula?"

He fanned the mouth of the test tube with his other hand, smelled it, and carefully took a sip, smacking his lips.

"Not bad, not worse than Niubao's 'Minsk Tranquility'!" The old man put the remaining potion into a crystal bottle and said with a smile, "I admit that you are an alchemist."

"Hey!" He pointed to the books and papers on the wooden shelf and said generously, "Just take a look."

He carefully read the two rounds of the drug manufacturing process and had memorized it a long time ago, which was equivalent to picking up a potion formula for free. This is all money! Of course he is generous.

Marvin certainly understands that when he is an alchemist making medicine, the formula will definitely be obtained by others, but there are gains and losses.

He said, "I have other things that I want to take away."

"Fart! Why don't you young people understand that there is anything more important than alchemy? Ah!"

Marvin didn't say anything, just looked at him.

The old man then remembered that the young man in front of him was not his student, but a villain who had killed countless people.

And he has admitted that he lost the bet...

The old man waved his hands with a grimace, "You can do whatever you want..." After that, he added reluctantly, "Take a few less books."

What Kalkstein is best at is not potions, but golems, golems and explosives.

Whether it's a golem or a golem, Marvin doesn't want to learn it, nor does he need it.

And the potion knowledge here wasn't as much as what he already had.

As it happens, explosives are another direction he wants to learn most, and it seems that the liquid silver bomb will be completed soon.

In the end, Marvin took away three notebooks on alchemy and explosives.

In short, both parties to the transaction feel that they have not lost money.

Before leaving, Marvin asked the alchemist master: "Has that Azar Javed ever stayed at Ban Ade College?"

"Yeah, he didn't like the academic atmosphere there and dropped out of school. Bah! Can't those losers see Aza's talent? Shit, no wonder he's always been suppressed by Aretuza."

At this point, Marvin was 80% sure that the young man with the anxious hairstyle was the culprit who destroyed Kaer Morhen ten years later.

"He didn't drop out of school, he was expelled."

The old man Kelkestan was quite nice, so Marvin decided to remind him.

The old man asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Dark magic."

Marvin said two words and then turned and went downstairs.

Marvin has no prejudice against the power of dark magic, power is power. However, the natural chaotic and spiritually corrosive properties of black magic kept him at a distance.

If you lose yourself for the sake of power, it is really not worth the gain.

It was almost dark outside, and Marvin was ready to find a suitable place to "fish".

However, I don’t know what’s going on with Modus.

Marvin: "?"

Modus: "The kid got into a broken house and hasn't come out yet. This is probably where he lives. It's by the river in the suburbs, and there aren't even any ghosts around."

Marvin felt the location of Raven, just outside the southeastern suburbs.

He continued to send a message to Modus: "Come back first, I have something to do tonight."

Modus: "Okay(ノ￣▽￣)"

Ned was wandering around the small fenced yard doing nothing. The porch next door was empty. The little red-haired girl seemed to have gone back to the house. Warm light leaked from the cracks in the window of the small building.

Marvin mounted the unicorn and strutted towards the city gate.

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The Long Skirt Hotel, this is where Marvin will end up tonight.

I don’t know when it started, but the word hotel finally came into being on the mainland. Naturally, the hotel's main business is providing rooms for rent, not selling alcohol.

In addition to being a hotel, the Long Skirt Hotel is also a good place to find girls to spend the night. It is the busiest place outside the city at night.

Naturally, Marvin was not here to pull a trick, but it was easier to do things outside the city. Even if there was a big commotion, there would be no city guards to interfere.

Since the Knights of the White Rose didn't take advantage of Ned's behavior, they probably wouldn't be able to settle down tonight. They didn't know that Marvin wouldn't leave Vizima for a while.

Whether tonight is a quiet night or not, Marvin will be ready.

He has also thought about the follow-up plan. Since it is inconvenient to conflict with the city defense army, he will change his mind and let the city defense army help him!

When he arrived at the Long Skirt Hotel, Modus was already waiting on the roof.

Oren opened the way, and Marvin asked the hotel clerk to make a separate stable for Ned to stay temporarily, and left the raven as a companion and warning.

He ordered dinner and checked into a suite on the third floor.

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