Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 779 Time Hotel (2-in-1)

"Actually, what I did in Eglis was pretty much the same as what I did in the world of Aster before..."

Sometimes, a seed planted unintentionally can grow into a towering tree.

After talking with Amifkent, Roy reflected on the past and some of his feelings became even more profound.

After that, everyone parted ways and went home. Roy soon heard some rumors in Campa.

"Have you heard? The Crimson Tyrant, the Red Dragon Tyranin... has been slain!"

"real or fake?"

"How could they have been killed so quickly in such a short time?"

The response was enthusiastic, but mostly it was one of astonishment.

This world has never lacked evil dragons.

Of course, there are also brave souls who attempt to slay dragons.

However, this usually involves a long period of adventure and escalation, as well as opportunities arising from chance encounters.

Only when all the necessary conditions are met can it be done successfully.

In any case, the name of "Eggsen the Dragon Slayer" quickly spread throughout the major city-states, and even Roy's side had heard of him.

Some say he is as tall and strong as a giant, with a person standing on his fist and a horse running on his shoulder.

Some say he received divine revelation and awakened the bloodline of a demigod hero, and in fact, he successfully slew the dragon under the guidance of the gods.

Some say he sacrificed his soul to the devil in exchange for immense power.

But in any case, Redwood Town, the southern city and hometown of Eggerson, a previously unknown town, has become incredibly famous.

Merchants and travelers from all over flocked to the area, hoping to catch a glimpse of the dragon-slaying hero.

Some people are after the dragon blood, dragon meat, and various other ingredients he possesses.

He even considered getting some dragon bones to soak in alcohol.

This stuff is much stronger than tiger bone!

Besides that, they tried to find out the truth or recruit people.

This even includes certain religious churches and the forces of mages.

Of course, there is also interest from the dragon side.

Roy had previously met and befriended a silver dragon, and Chevalier, who lived in the Cloud City of Mount Fitch, specifically used a secret method to contact him remotely to discuss this matter.

"Have you heard of a human named Eggerson?"

I've heard a little about it.

Roy looked at the silver dragon phantom appearing in front of him, pretending to be confused even though he knew the truth.

Chevalier cautioned, "Although he slew a red dragon, it's difficult to distinguish between good and evil, truth and falsehood. We must be extra careful."

From a class perspective, the "Dragon Slayer" is a neutral class; whether it's lawful or chaotic depends on the individual.

Dragons are naturally wary of this, since fighting among dragons is their own business; if it were humans, the nature of the conflict would be completely different.

"So, if I kill evil dragons as a golden dragon, then I'm doing a heroic deed?"

After hanging up the call, Roy seemed thoughtful and offered a guess.

This experiment made him realize that there was really no harm in him participating in the dragon slaying.

However, just as he had this thought, Freya came in, looking somewhat surprised, and reported something.

"Eggsen and the bard have fallen out!"

"Oh, what's going on?"

Roy had already guessed a bit, but he wasn't quite sure yet.

Freya said, "The bard accused him of using his companions as stepping stones in his own pursuit of advancement."

Moreover, he also participated in slaying the dragon; he was a dragon-slaying warrior, and his contribution during this period was even greater!

Besides these, there are also mysterious wizards encountered along the way, and magical fairies...

It was with the help of many powerful forces that he was able to accomplish this feat.

Roy clicked his tongue: "Didn't he share the money from selling the materials with the bards?"

Every team has main characters and supporting characters; flowers always need green leaves to set them off.

Logically speaking, given their years of shared adventures and their desire to maximize profits, they should have been able to distinguish between substance and appearance, and work together to make this dragon-slaying legend even more complete.

This reputation can also bring considerable wealth, allowing everyone to enjoy a relatively successful life.

But in the end, they still chose to have a falling out.

"I don't know about that, but it's said that he was dissatisfied with Eggerson's previous actions."

Roy shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Indeed, fairy tales are all lies.

The hero defeating the dragon is never the end; there are still many troubles to deal with.

But this wizard, who played the role of guide in the story, could no longer care about so much after he had accomplished his mission and retired.

Based on his prior knowledge, he took a small sample of dragon crystal and ground it into powder.

Then add radium water and salt, and proceed with the treatment.

This time, he finally used red salt, the salt of Rubrum.

This special material can be spiritualized, sublimated, and destabilized by matter.

With the help of a specially made wooden stick, the dragon crystal powder in the small cup dissolved very quickly.

Then, Roy began to use reverse engineering to deconstruct this thing and explore its utilization rate of dragon blood and the life force of various creatures.

This is not something that can be achieved overnight, because he has now begun to touch upon one of the four ultimate alchemical principles, the "elixir of immortality" among the "panaceas".

This has always been something that countless powerful and capable people throughout history have dreamed of.

Once mastered, one will undoubtedly become one of the strongest alchemists, and will be an honored guest in any power or among any powerful figure.

However, before that, Roy contacted Amifkent again.

"I'm preparing all the materials here. Once everything is ready, you can come and refine it..."

If you'd like to come earlier, that's fine too. I have some materials I can provide to increase your chances of success.

The other party is indeed taking this matter very seriously and has already begun preparations.

……

At the end of February, Roy reunited with Amifkent.

"Everything is ready, let's get started."

The concoction of longevity potion was also a major undertaking for this old wizard, and he immediately urged him to expedite the process upon meeting him.

Roy, of course, wouldn't object.

Such a commission is quite valuable to him.

To be honest, if I hadn't helped deal with "Sallanda" in the Black Witch World in the past, I might not have even had the chance to accept this commission.

After all, alchemy is sometimes an experiential discipline, and the old wizard's non-professional skills, accumulated over two or three thousand years, have resulted in a very profound level of expertise.

If he does it himself, it will definitely be effective for about seventy or eighty years.

If the efficacy of the finished medicine I make this time does not exceed 100 years, then it can be said to be a failure, and it would be a complete smear on my own reputation.

But such a thing is absolutely impossible.

In just one night, Roy emerged from the secret chamber and handed over the longevity potion he had prepared.

"Dragon Heart Longevity Medicine (Level 3)..."

A peculiar magical potion capable of replenishing the lifespan (including vitality and soul energy) of an individual.

Lifespan extension effect: 135 years…

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"Incredible! The effect of this medicine is over 100, and even 20-30% more!" Amifkent indeed possessed a certain level of appraisal ability.

After the inspection, I was greatly encouraged.

For him, this was an unexpected surprise. It was a significant improvement in utilization rate that he managed to extract from the Dragon Heart material without altering its composition, thanks to Roy's technology.

Once he confirmed there were no problems, he couldn't wait to drink the potion.

Roy was also closely monitoring the changes in the other party.

This thing looks somewhat like a purplish-red wine.

It's also like a life-saving potion, commonly known as "Big Purple Medicine," a complete recovery agent.

In ancient alchemical legends, the Philosopher's Stone has also been associated with alternative names such as "alcohol" and "red potion," generally implying a connection to health and life.

But at this moment, nothing can compare to the vitality of the "dragon".

This elderly and frail wizard is not simply old.

Having spent years surrounded by all sorts of undead and monsters, the nature of its magic is inherently corrosive, and it has long since become a dried-up corpse, devoid of any human color.

But after drinking this bottle of "big purple medicine," he drank it just like a normal person, and his face became flushed.

Then, his whole body was filled with an inexplicable vitality.

Ah, what a miracle of life!

My vitality has indeed increased...

That's wonderful! It's now been over 230 years!

Amifkent seemed to have some way of determining his own lifespan, and exclaimed with genuine surprise.

He originally had over 100 years left to live, and that was added directly to his life without any reduction.

"As long as you're satisfied."

Roy remained unusually calm about this.

"This is truly incredible! Your actions are equivalent to helping me accumulate decades more of benefits!"
In this way, hunting adult dragons can yield considerable profits.

If the opportunity arises, I would like to ask you to help me refine something similar again.

Amifkent looked at Roy with a piercing gaze and said.

His current lifespan is equivalent to the prime of life of a first-level wizard.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of youthful ambition.

"If we can still cooperate, I certainly won't refuse."

However, I probably won't participate in the dragon hunt then.

Now Roy has finally obtained the recipe for this secret medicine.

He is now also a high-ranking wizard, so Amifkent would never dare to renege on his debt.

Upon hearing this, Amifkent also recalled the matter, and his expression changed slightly.

This time, Roy was there to work for him in order to get the formula, but next time, and the time after that, he wouldn't need to participate.

It's not realistic to force him to work for us, as we have in the past.

So, maybe a few years or a decade from now, they'll be somewhere else, and I might not even have the chance to meet them again.

After much thought, he reluctantly realized that even he himself had to curry favor with this younger colleague to maintain their relationship.

So, in addition to the originally agreed-upon reward, he took out something else.

"This is an organization I used to be a member of..."

A certificate from the 'Time Inn'.

This is a secret gathering among the immortals. By possessing the token, one can use the second-level spell "Knowledge of Legends" to discover various clues about local legends, figures, and events, thereby finding the organization and participating in the gathering.

Generally speaking, it's old wizards like me who are trying to achieve immortality...

But there are also other forces and races, such as certain archmages and warlocks.

"Oh?"

Roy took the token and discovered it was an antique-looking pocket watch.

At first glance, the copper casing has oxidized and turned black, and the surface is covered with fine scratches.

Even the patterns on the watch cover are blurred and indistinct, with only a few distorted runes vaguely discernible.

But under the illumination of the Eye of Hermes, it was filled with a rich purple light, mixed with a trace of gold.

"The token of immortality (Level 3/4)..."

(Damaged relic)
A treasure formed from powerful spiritual will, a longing entrusted to an ordinary pocket watch, containing the concept of "time".

Special Effect 1: The power to store time.

Powers: 0/3500...

Special Effect 2: "Knowledge of Legends"

It turns out to be a treasure similar to the Ring of Kyrielight, and even with a higher limit on its power!
As for "Knowledge of Legends," it is a prophetic spell equivalent to a 4th-level divine spell, a 6th-level spell, and a 2nd-level sorcery.

Its function is to obtain legendary stories about an important person, place, or thing by communicating with the earth's veins or the world's will after arriving in a new region.

For example, go to the vicinity of the cave where you slew the dragon and ask the locals about what happened in the past.

The fellow villager might stammer and not be very clear.

Or perhaps they're deceiving you, an outsider.

Even if there is no intention to deceive, it may be based on hearsay, with one's ancestors exaggerating and embellishing the story, making the facts and truth deviate from each other by a huge margin.

However, consulting Heaven and Earth is undoubtedly much more accurate and reliable.

Those who possess this kind of prophetic magic can easily learn many related matters.

Of course, the more powerful an individual is, the greater the disruptive energy they emit, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Roy and Amifkent's involvement could potentially allow them to conceal their existence due to the energy of their own souls.

This pocket watch wasn't used to inquire about ordinary matters, but rather to precisely pinpoint the location of the gathering of immortals and all sorts of related information.

It is through this that people can connect with each other and find one another in the vast sea of ​​people.

Amifkent also gave a brief introduction to the specifics.

"In certain gaps in time, there are secret realms or taverns opened up by powerful figures of the past, which we collectively call 'inns'..."

You're in the prime of your life right now, it might be unlucky for me to bring these things up...

But if there is a need someday in the future, you can join that organization and serve it.

The benefit is the accommodation fee for staying at the 'Time Hostel'!
I'm not afraid to tell you, my original plan was to go there and try my luck when I had absolutely no other choice.

If we can accomplish some dangerous tasks and seize opportunities, it is still possible to continue for another one or two hundred years.

However, back then, I wasn't as free as I was outside.

As he spoke, he also showed off a strangely shaped gold coin.

The inscription on it is not the emblem of any country or power, but the dial of a clock.

The hands above are stopped at exactly twelve o'clock.

"Ok?"

Roy's heart stirred slightly.

In the Eye of Hermes, a magical aura with golden threads appears amidst the white light.

"The Value of Time (Level 0/Level 4)..."

Currency value: 1 year

The only wealth that everyone possesses equally is time, which embodies the value of labor, the fruits of wisdom, and everything else.

Fate has already distributed it fairly to all living beings, but only the wise can recognize its preciousness.

(End of this chapter)