A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 195 My wife is resurrected and pregnant?

The ancient clock tower stands alone, its mottled brick walls hidden in the shadows. Only the round face of the clock at the top is polished by the moonlight, and the hands crawl slowly in the silence.

Angers and Fingel arrived here with ease, pushed open the unlocked door, and climbed the creaking old wooden stairs to the second floor.

Upon arriving at the residence of Nicholas, the undisputed number one alchemist among the hybrids, which can be more accurately described as a pigsty, one finds the place within the hybrid community.

Unfortunately, Nicholas doesn't pay enough attention to personal hygiene; his room is incredibly messy.

Not to mention the mold spots covering the ceiling and walls, the floor is littered with adult magazines, empty wine bottles lying around, and the ground stained yellow with cigarette butts, making it impossible to find a place to stand.

The revered Nicholas Master, who is seen as an unattainable figure by outsiders, is lying on a pile of magazines with blonde women on the cover, reeking of alcohol, flipping through one of them that looks incredibly provocative just from the cover.

Angers' face twitched uncontrollably.

Fingel, however, was unfazed and used to it. Without any formality with his teacher, he casually took a bottle of wine from the greasy wine cabinet next to him and found two empty glasses.

He poured himself and Angers a full glass of wine before casually sitting down next to a pile of magazines.

"Hey, you little brat." Nicholas got up irritably and snatched the bottle of wine that Angers wanted to see: "This is my treasured wine. It's a waste to give it to Angers."

Angers stood at the top of the stairs, unlike Finger who was looking for the magazines he had left behind: "So it's not a waste to give it to your students, right?"

“That’s a waste.” Nicholas put the treasured wine back into the wine cabinet, rummaged through the trash on the floor, and pulled out a cowboy hat that looked like Henkel’s, except it didn’t have a police badge.

He casually blew on it, patted it a few times, and put it on his head: "So what? Why are you two here so late at night instead of sleeping?"

When Angers got down to business, he stopped complaining about the vice-principal's lifestyle, raised his glass and said with a smile, "Of course I'm here to congratulate you. You have a worthy successor."

Nicholas blinked, not quite understanding: "A successor? My wife is resurrected and pregnant?"

*Pfft!*2

Fingel and Angers couldn't hold back any longer, and both of them spat out their drinks, soaking the magazines all over the floor.

"Fuck!!" Nicholas was heartbroken and immediately pounced on the magazines like a hungry tiger, wiping the spilled liquor with his clothes and trying to salvage them: "These are the fruits of my labor over the years!"

"These are all out-of-print adult magazines! They are the most precious treasures in the world! Angers, you have to compensate me!"

"Cough, cough cough!" Even someone like Fingel, who knew Nicholas well enough, couldn't stand Nicholas's thought process. Was he even speaking human language?

My own teacher is such an amazing person?
How exactly did Master's wife fall for this bastard back then?

“…” Angers didn’t cough, but his gaze toward Nicholas was unpredictable. “Resurrected and pregnant? Did your wife cheat on you in the underworld?”

What kind of thought process could lead someone to say something like that?
"Old friend, be serious, your student is still here."

Nicholas turned around, glanced at Fingel, completely unconcerned, wiped the wine off the magazine with his sleeve, picked it up as if it were a precious treasure, and piled it in his sleeping spot: "Alright, alright, can you tell me now?"

"What exactly is this about having a successor? Now get out of here and stop ruining my collection."

Angers lost interest at this point and casually pointed at Fingel: "This guy has developed a new alchemy that can control multiple incantations across elemental systems."

“?!” Nicholas, no longer in his usual playful manner, stared at Fingel with a look of utter astonishment.

You little brat, you actually have this kind of skill?
A new kind of alchemy? The ability to command multiple incantations at will? And across elemental systems? Are you kidding me? It's not April Fool's Day.

Others might not know, but as an expert in alchemy, how could Nicholas not understand the difficulty involved?
That's the authority of a Dragon King!

Feeling his teacher's intense gaze, Fingel nodded decisively. Since he dared to use this ability in front of so many mixed-race people, he must have his reasons.

Others can learn by following his approach, but it will take a long time to master it successfully.

“The principal is not lying. I spent some time reading and studying again recently, and I gained many new insights and inspirations. Following these inspirations, I researched and developed this alchemy.”

"By the way, Principal, could you do me a favor? Could you let me see you use Time Zero a few more times?" Fingel asked, a little greedily, halfway through his sentence.

After becoming a polymath, he always wanted to activate the Bronze Throne and then use Time Zero to accelerate the creation of humans.

Angers blinked readily and raised his glass slightly: "No problem." "Tell me, tell me!" Nicholas abruptly interrupted their conversation, ignoring the so-called treasures scattered on the floor, casually tearing out a few pages from a rare magazine, and taking out a pen to talk to Fingel.

Angers, being sensible, did not disturb them and listened quietly.

Fingel then elaborated on his prepared theory: "The essence of Word Power is that dragons command elements to influence reality."

"In that case, we can also use alchemy to manipulate the elements and influence reality, which will allow us to achieve a slightly weaker effect."

Nicholas urged Fingel to continue, as he was certainly familiar with the theory, which had been proposed by hybrids hundreds of years ago.

But what's the use? After hundreds of years, hybrids still haven't found a specific alchemical method to simulate the power of words.

After being promoted to a doctoral degree, Fingel observed the words of power of many classmates and studied them very deeply: "Before, no hybrid had figured it out. Ultimately, it was because they didn't understand words of power enough."

"Only by fully understanding the complete nature of a particular Word of Power can one recreate it through alchemy. Specifically, it's like this..."

Fingel casually gave a few examples of the power of words, and with his extraordinary analytical abilities, he dissected each of them. The more Fingel talked, the more fascinated Nicholas became, praising him repeatedly and exclaiming in admiration.

"Amazing, amazing, Fingel! I never knew it could be done like that? Yes, how come I never thought of that?"

Even Nicholas, the top alchemist in the half-blood faction, couldn't detect anything unusual, only believing that Fingel had revived his former talent.

Therefore, Principal Angers was even less likely to discover extraordinary abilities, and could only think in the direction that Fingel was still a genius.

After Nicholas confirmed, Angers formally asked Finger for his opinion: "With your achievements, even if you were to take over Flamel's title now, all the mixed-race people in the world would recognize and respect you."

"But this alchemical technique has too great an impact; it's impossible for Kassel to save it. What are your thoughts?"

This thing is far more important than the Dragonbone Cross. At most, the Dragonbone Cross can only enhance the power of a single hybrid.

Just the mere fact that Kassel was suspected of finding the Dragon Bone Cross would lead to him being surrounded by enemies.

Not to mention the alchemical technology that comprehensively enhances the combat power of every hybrid.

If this technology isn't handled properly, Kassel might be surrounded a second time, and it will certainly be far more troublesome than the first time, with even more forces coming.

Nicholas also looked at Fingel, wanting to see what this revitalized genius student had to say.

“It’s okay, just send it out.” Fingel shrugged and spread his hands nonchalantly, not caring at all about his 'research' results: “Just remind them before sharing them.”

"This technology is not that simple. It requires a good understanding of alchemy and the power of words. After inscribing the alchemical matrix, you also need a strong spirit to guide the power within the dragon blood material in order to drive the elements and influence reality."

"No one is likely to learn it in the short term, so there's absolutely no need to worry. This will also shut up those who got the information, so they won't accuse me of deliberately keeping it to myself."

The principle is the same, but Fingel's success in imitating the power of words is entirely due to the extraordinary ability and spirituality of a learned scholar.

How can an ordinary hybrid race release multiple incantations through alchemy?
Although the principles are the same, one must at least study diligently for a year or two before there is any hope of controlling a word spirit.

If you want to use more words of power, it will take more than ten years.

So Fingel wasn't worried about it spreading at all. Besides, Fingel needed even more fame to sell the potion.

Sharing it and spreading it as widely as possible is in Fingal's personal interest.

"I'm relieved to hear that." Angers breathed a sigh of relief, having completed the last task of the night.

He hadn't forgotten that before Henkel left, he had already set his sights on Fingel's alchemy.

"Get out of here." After finishing the business, Nicholas didn't stand on ceremony with Angers at all: "I need to have an active discussion about alchemy with my students now. Don't disturb me. Come on, Fingel, let's continue."

Now, Nicholas was no longer the slovenly and muddle-headed man he once was. His eyes were filled only with curiosity and longing for new alchemical knowledge.

Without such greed and thirst for alchemical knowledge, Nicholas could not have inherited Flamel's title and become the foremost alchemist of his time.

　Thank you to the Silver Star Association, the dust has settled, thanks to the votes of both of you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)