Chapter 220

A day later, the two dwarves on Golden flyer had a few rounds of rest and had a little rum.

After Baiyun flew over the cracked earth mountains and before entering the bimonthly forest, several dwarfs discussed with Abel and landed in this relatively safe place to hunt some prey and have a rest.

The temporary resting place is very beautiful. On one side, the mountains are overlapped, covered with a layer of white snow like the waves of the sea. On the other side, there is a boundless forest sea, lush and dense, surrounded by a stream.

The six brothers of Bolton and golden flying horse took the initiative to undertake the task of hunting. It was overqualified to hunt by Knight Commander and golden flying horse. In a short time, three deer, two sheep and one buffalo were hunted back.

The dwarfs lit the campfire, and Abel once again provided each with a bottle of wine, which excited several dwarfs to show their skills and make enough barbecue.

Abel still does not feel hungry until now. He does not eat the barbecue he handed over. Instead, he gives the black wind that has been covetous for a long time. It seems that the effect of his "hunger elixir" has not passed.

While Lorraine is sitting next to Abel, she seldom eats meat, even if she eats it, she only eats very light meat. It is impossible to import barbecue.

"Lorraine, drink this!" Abe took a bottle of "hunger medicine" from the space bag and handed it to Lorraine.

"Brother Abel, is this a hunger killer? Does the color seem to be wrong? " "Anti hunger medicine" is not a special medicine. Of course, Lorraine has seen it, but she has never seen this milky white "anti hunger medicine".

But Lorraine knew that Abel would never harm her. Although he asked a question, he didn't wait for Abel to answer, so he opened the bottle and poured the "hunger medicine" into his mouth.

"This is the first work I learned from you after the alchemy. I have tried it myself. It's very successful!" Abel smiled and said proudly.

You should know that Abel has used the synthesis function of the heradique square, but only if he has successfully drawn the pattern of the primary alchemist in his mind and mastered the alchemist's incantation.

It seems that he has a talent for the profession of alchemist. With no insight or other special help, he can easily learn the basic knowledge of alchemist. Of course, this is related to that he is a level-3 wizard and has a strong spiritual power. It is also related to that he has no reservation with Loran. He pours all the basic alchemist knowledge into the world at one go His teacher is concerned.

The voice of Abel and Lorraine was not very loud, but on the back of the white cloud, there was such a big place that several other dwarfs could hear. The six brothers of Bolton didn't know about alchemy, but the two dwarfs, the wizard of Kipling and the wizard of Aitken, knew very well what alchemy was.

"Master Abel, are you a level three wizard?" Asked the Aitken wizard to Abel.

"Yes, wizard Aitken." Abel replied.

"I just heard that you are just beginning to learn alchemy. You are also a level 3 wizard and learn alchemy. You are so admirable that you are willing to fight for the success rate of the coexistence of wizard pattern and alchemist pattern at the same time!" The Aitken wizard sighed with a little bow.

"Aitken wizard, you mean that there is only one tenth chance for wizard pattern and alchemist pattern to coexist. What if they do not coexist?" Abel and Lorraine looked at each other and found that they had heard this for the first time. Abel asked.

"Don't you really know? If the wizard pattern and the alchemist pattern can't coexist, then the two patterns will collide with each other. Light will destroy the wizard pattern, heavy will damage the soul! " The Aitken wizard looked at Abel in surprise as if he really didn't know, and explained.

When Abel heard that, cold sweat came down. No culture killed people. Morden wizard had no alchemy inheritance, so he didn't tell him about it.

It seems that there was no difficulty in drawing the pattern of primary alchemy at that time. It was just completed step by step, and there was no problem. Everything went smoothly. What's the reason?

Is it? Abel thought of the "soul potion", a potion made from the soul of hell creature and made from heradix square. After drinking it for a while, the main soul seems to have no feeling. But the weak soul has been able to think simply, which shows that the "soul potion" is helpful to the soul. Maybe it is the "soul potion" that makes him go through the most Difficult alchemist drawing process.

But no, Abel thought of those witches who sold potions at the wizard's trade office in kalar city. How did they manage to have two patterns?

"Wizard Aitken, I have seen some alchemists. How do they deal with the coexistence of wizard pattern and alchemist pattern?" Abel asked, bowing in bewilderment.

"The human wizard should deal with it the same way as our dwarven wizard, find an apprentice with wizard talent, and then when he just became a first-class novice wizard, he began to draw the alchemist pattern at the same time, so that even if he failed, he just lost the chance to become an alchemist. As long as he practiced again for a while, he could draw again The wizard pattern has become a first-class novice wizard. " The Aitken wizard explained with a smile."Thank you, wizard Aitken, for helping me out!" Abel bowed and thanked.

The dwarfs who had just got Abel's wine were very fond of this famous blacksmith master. The Aitken wizard knew everything and answered all the questions asked by Abel as much as he could.

At this time, it was dark. Bernie came to Abel and sat down opposite him. He held the rum in his hand and said to Abel, "master Abel, how can I drink other rum after drinking your rum?"

Abel glanced at Bernie. He wanted to knock on his rum. Although there were still many rum, those rum were gifts from his teacher, master Robin, who was going to visit master Bentham. According to his idea, three barrels of rum were just enough, and only one third of them were left for him to drink and entertain his friends.

Seeing that Abel didn't answer him, Bernie simply said, "master Abel, sell me 10 bottles. I want to bring them to my father!"

With that, Bernie took a piece of black ore with two fists from the cup and threw it to Abe. Then he said with a smile, "I'll trade it with you!"

Abel took the black ore and sank it in his hand. It's iron essence! Almost as soon as he started, he called out the name of the ore in his hand. Although he had never seen this kind of ore, before he practiced iron ore from one thousand hammers to one hundred roughs, and then forged to one hundred thirty roughs, all for the purpose of getting closer to iron concentrate, which is the ultimate and strongest way of existence of iron ore.

There is this kind of iron essence in nature, but most blacksmiths with a small stock will never see a piece of iron essence in their lifetime. Even masters of blacksmiths like Abel only heard master Bentham introduce this kind of iron essence.

"Bernie, I'm afraid you're going to suffer in exchange for me!" Abel played with the iron essence in his hand and said to Bernie with a smile.

At this time, Abel can see that the identity of Bernie in front of him is much more noble than he thought before. Because it's so difficult to get such a large iron concentrate stone, just the way Bernie took it out. If Bernie doesn't have a space equipment, how can he take such a large ore out of his arms!

"Master Abel is wrong. You didn't say anything bad when you offered me free rum!" When Bernie saw Abel take down the iron concentrate, he laughed and said.

Abel carefully put the iron concentrate into the space bag. The iron concentrate can make a better weapon when there is time. According to the size of the iron concentrate, a big sword is enough.

Take out ten bottles of rum from the space bag again, Bernie didn't hide anything, and directly put them all into the space items in his arms.

"By the way, I remember why I came here!" Bernie, who had put away the rum, was about to leave, when he suddenly clapped his head.

Abel looked at Bernie speechlessly, came to talk with him for such a long time, and made a deal. It was not a business until he was about to leave.