Chapter 11

"Mr. principal, let me reconfirm. Are you serious?"

Claire is dressed in black and white Maid Dress. She tries to ignore the strange eyes of the people who come and go. She looks at the sign in front of her and questions Lena around her.

"Of course, do you have any questions, Mr. Claire?"

Lena walked to the sign with ease and knocked on the old door.

With a soft sigh, Clare looked around again.

This is the old street in the small town near crescent college. There are not many pedestrians and the houses are slightly dilapidated. Many shops have already closed down. Claire vaguely remembers that when she was a child, it was still a bustling market, bustling and bustling. Many shops here had left her behind.

However, with the development of the town and the relocation of the city center, it gradually declined into an old street. Businessmen evacuated one after another. Even the residents of the town were reluctant to come here, as if the dilapidated street was a scar of the town.

What they visited at this time was the only alchemy workshop in the old street.

Antoine's Alchemy workshop is the name of this place. Its owner is a mage named Antoine. When the old street was the most prosperous, this alchemy workshop also carried a lot of business. Business was busy, but when the old street was declining, it was also depressed.

Even Clare wondered if the alchemy workshop was still open.

After a knock, the wooden door was opened, and a middle-aged man with a moustache looked out from the crack.

This man is a dirty grey robe with deep black circles under his eyes. If he was cleaned up a little, he might become a middle-aged gentleman with elegant demeanor, but his lazy appearance is really daunting.

"I don't subscribe to news, and I don't buy those messy things. If it's about the smell in the backyard, I'm sorry, I'll deal with it later. If you're from Dreis, hey, see the stick in my hand?"

His voice was impatient and aggressive until he saw Claire behind Lena.

"Little Claire?"

Antoine quickly recognized Claire, and his face softened a lot.

"Hello, uncle Antoine."

Claire just said hello. She has been afraid of this person since she was a child, probably because she was scolded when she was playing around here.

Of course, later, Claire also learned that Antoine was to prevent Claire and her playmates from touching dangerous alchemy reagents, but since then, she has not really visited the mage.

"You've grown a lot."

Antoine looked up and down at Claire, nodding slightly.

"But the taste in clothes is a little strange."

"Er..."

Claire's expression froze and he didn't know what to say.

"Come in, the room is a bit messy."

Opening the door, Antoine motioned for them to come into the alchemy workshop. He glanced out again and then carefully closed the door.

"This is really..."

before reading the materials, Lena had some psychological preparation, but did not expect that Antoine's Alchemy workshop would be like this.

The room is quite spacious, but it is occupied by three tables with mottled marks. The table top is filled with many test tubes and beakers. Unexpectedly, these experimental instruments are placed neatly and uniformly, which is in sharp contrast to the dusty ground that has not been cleaned for a long time.

On one side of the living room is a medicine display cabinet. Bottles of different sizes are labeled and protected by magic.

In the corner, there was a shabby sofa and small table with a cup of half drunk coffee on it, still steaming.

There is also a photo frame on the small table, which can't see the specific appearance clearly because of the reflection, but it can be seen that it is a group photo of three people.

The curtain didn't open. Although there was light, the room was still a little dim. In the words of Reiner, this is the appearance of a scholar addicted to research.

"Tea or coffee?"

Antoine didn't seem to be so wary of Lena because of Claire. He took out two cups from the wooden cabinet in the corner of the living room that he hadn't used for a long time and asked them.

"Er, I still..."

Claire didn't know how to answer. She looked at Lena, but the headmaster took a bottle out of his suitcase.

"I don't drink tea or coffee, Mr. Antoine. Why don't you try the brand new drink I brought."

There was a layer of white frost on the surface of the transparent bottle, and there were black drinks in it, and there were bubbles in it. It looked like the devil's Potion. As long as you drink it, you can gain strength.

"Drinks?"

Antoine looks suspiciously at Lena, then at Claire, takes the bottle and casts an identification.

Appraisal can only identify known substances. It is updated once a year by the High Council to add the newly discovered or synthesized substances. This is a necessary spell for alchemists.However, Antoine was surprised by the feedback from the identification. The main component of the liquid was common sugar water, and many special ingredients were added to it. However, it was still within Antoine's acceptance range, and Antoine found that there was only one substance that Antoine could not identify.

Even in the poorest times, Antoine would go to the local magic association to update the identification technique. However, the latest version of the identification technique could not identify the new material.

"What's in it?"

He asked, as if he had guessed something.

"There's a world in it, Mr. Antoine."

He took the glass that Antoine had prepared to serve them from one side, poured a small glass of the liquid in the bottle, drank it without hesitation, and then pointed the bottle to the middle-aged mage.

"Why don't we have a taste of what we're talking about first?"

Antoine stares at Lena. He has a special style. Although he looks like a noble, he doesn't procrastinate at all, and doesn't stick to his identity, which makes him change his attitude towards the nobles.

He took the bottle and reconfirmed the brand new gas in it. Antoine thought about it and took a sip of the black liquid.

A choking shock swept his mouth, as if there were countless fireworks in the tip of his tongue. Antoine even thought it was some new poison, but soon, another wonderful feeling surrounded him.

It was an indescribable experience. As the excitement subsided, the hot, mild and fresh sugar water spread in the throat and reached the stomach. The two opposite experiences were mixed in the same drink. The former made Antoine energetic, while the latter made him comfortable. Compared with bitter coffee or light tea, this drink was more comfortable It has impact.

"What is this? The devil's water? "

Antoine was surprised. He felt that he was heading for a road that he could not turn back, but curiosity drove him to ask.

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