Throne of Magical Arcana

"Gold... Ke... Garbage?" Arthur had never heard of this term, so he could only repeat it according to Lucien's pronunciation with difficulty, but when he pronounced it, he had an inexplicable feeling that the word was like Other magical spells are as weird as tongue-in-cheek, hiding mysterious and unknown terrifying power.

Lucien rubbed both cheeks with his left hand to prevent himself from laughing out loud, and then said solemnly: "Due to the characteristics of the land itself, these alchemy substances sometimes need to be mixed and sometimes used separately. When they are all mixed, they are called Jinkela, and the rest are called Jinkela No. 1, No. 2 and so on.”

Arthur saw Lucien's "serious" attitude, so he smiled like a businessman: "This is a very good name, Mr. Evans, you really have a talent for naming, and your name is Jin...Ke...Trash."

In fact, I am an incompetent person, Lucien slandered himself, the same as Mr. Victor and Mr. Rhine.

After confirming the name of the alchemy substance, Arthur sought Lucien's consent and named the new company "Holm Minerals and Harvest Company".

Under the witness of Eric, the deacon of the Magician Management Department, Arthur and Lucien signed the documents respectively, and he also signed the document on behalf of the Magic Council, marking the conclusion of the agreement.

"Mr. Evans, cheers, let's celebrate our partnership." Arthur picked up the wine glass containing "Sky Blue" and collided with the wine glass in Lucien's hand, making a crisp ding sound.

Lucien smiled without opening his lips, and drank the "Sky Blue" in one gulp: "Mr. Doyle, I hope we can cooperate happily. When you promote these alchemy substances, you must explain the dosage range determined by our experiments." Be clear, otherwise not only will it not increase grain production, but it will have negative effects.”

"Of course, we have always respected the opinions of arcanists." Arthur asked his blond secretary to take out a thick stack of documents and handed them to Lucien, "Mr. Evans, this is the large-scale refining process we have confirmed. Plan, please see if there is anything that needs to be modified in the magic circle. You are the authority in this regard."

He gave a small compliment. Although he didn't know exactly what Lucien's arcane level was, but with his status as a winner of the Holm Crown Award and a fourth-level arcanist, he must be considered an authority in the fields of elements and alchemy.

Lucien took it and flipped through it casually, and confirmed that it was the paper in the latest issue of "Alchemy". Through energy conversion, the cost of arranging a large constant alchemy array and the maintenance of energy in the later stage were minimized. According to the narration of the paper, magic towers are built on the big river with plenty of water, and the energy contained in them is converted into electric energy through the magnetic field, and then the electric energy is sent to the alchemy workshop to provide energy for those magic circles.

"It's actually a magic version of a hydropower station..." Lucien silently evaluated, but if it is arranged according to the normal constant magic circle, it will cost at least a few hundred times more, because the energy they maintain needs to be obtained from special magic gemstones. Waiting for the extraction, and it is required that these magic materials can absorb sunlight, moonlight, shadows and other forces through the magic circle to recover, which is very valuable. If it is not a constant magic circle, the material needs to be replaced regularly, which is also an astrological figure.

Lucien returned the paper to Arthur and said with a gentle smile, "This is the best solution, and there may be other uses for the excess electricity."

"I will ask the alchemist. If you have other inspirations, Mr. Evans, you can also provide them to us. We will still cooperate according to the current agreement." Arthur handed the paper to his glamorous secretary. There may be no profit from building these magic circles and devices, but Mr. Evans, don’t worry, there should be an annuity from shares starting from the second year, which will not delay your promotion to a mid-level magician.”

After seeing Arthur Doyle off, Lucien turned around to say goodbye to Eric, and was surprised to find that Cindy and Donna were looking at him with their cheeks on their hands and bright eyes.

"Huh, Mr. Evans, it's great to have knowledge and talent." Cindy sighed with complex expressions, ranging from reverence, envy, yearning, and admiration, and then she clenched her right hand into a small fist and waved, "I must To become an official magician, even if you are not as good as Mr. Evans, you must use your knowledge and strength to gain the respect of others and get the wealth you deserve!"

As a citizen class born in Rentat, when Cindy was a little girl, she often heard the name of Arthur Doyle, a rich man, in the "Holm Weekly" and in the general population. When she was so respectful and even flattering, she fully understood the practical significance of the status of a magician, and she was no longer simply limited to the hierarchy within the Magic Council as before. The source of these statuses lies in one's own strength, knowledge, and learning. As long as one works hard and puts one's heart into it, one will not be unrewarded because of a lack of noble status.

Donna said with a smile: "Tsk, Mr. Evans, you are really the best role model for us magic apprentices. Your story tells us that in the Magic Council, as long as you have talent and ability, you will definitely be able to bloom your own brilliance." , get the status you deserve. By the way, do you still accept students in your arcane cram school? Can I also learn from you?"

She joked with the "inspirational tone" unique to magic school teachers, but when she called "Mr. She didn't call "Evans" as familiarly as usual, but whenever she saw the fourth-level arcanist and second-ring magician badges on Lucien's chest, she felt awe and unfamiliarity for no reason, looking up but not being close, He walked so fast that his friends could only see his back.

"If you have time, you can come and listen to it on Saturday." Lucien wiped off his cold sweat. Is this arcane supplementary class going to grow bigger and bigger and become a magic organization?

Eric looked at Lucien and wanted to say something, but in the end he just comforted him: "Evans, did you meet Mr. Felipe just now? Don't pay too much attention to his attitude, he has always been like this."

Eric in the office heard the first words of Felipe's greeting to Lucien.

Cindy and Donna fell silent suddenly, because there was one thing involved:

Felipe once again won the Immortal Throne Award for his experiment that overturned the theory of human life mechanics, and shared the Holm Crown Award with the unsigned high-level elemental will, becoming the twenty-seventh winner, and his reputation reached a peak.

But Pale Hand thinks that the experiment of artificially synthesizing urea is not important enough, and the "miracle experiment" of simulating the natural primordial environment to generate the source of life has no specific target, so the "Immortal Throne Award" was not awarded to Lucien or the high level of Elemental Will .

With such a thing in front of them, the two girls and Eric certainly thought that Lucien was reluctant to meet Felipe.

The Immortal Throne Award that Felipe received this time was a talisman last time, so it was changed into a magic robe according to his request. "Sager acid" is derived from the name of the fatty acid it is synthesized from.

Lucien was very envious of Felipe getting two more magic items of the seventh level of perfection, but due to his lack of strength, he could only endure it temporarily.

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"Sariwa" town.

Farmer Roy walked out of his field carrying farm tools, and when he passed the land that he could see every day, he still couldn't control his emotions and stopped and watched again.

What a full ear of wheat, what a brilliant harvest color!

"If only the oats in my field could be like this!" Roy's wrinkles that seemed to be about to crack as he dried under the sun stretched slightly, his eyeballs watched motionlessly, and his heart was full of longing, "There is such a harvest , Even after paying all kinds of taxes, the children can be fed, instead of being so hungry that they can’t sleep in the middle of the night, looking for fallen bread crumbs on the ground.”

"If this is the case for several years in a row, you can save a sum of money and send little William to participate in knight training when he is eight years old."

As a father, Roy was only thinking about his children and not about his own life, but soon his expression became depressed.

At this time, a group of beautiful men and women with long ears came from the other side. After they walked in front of Roy, a pretty and delicate girl asked with a smile, "Hello, why are you not happy seeing the harvest scene?"

She is much more beautiful than Miss Oona from the mayor's family, and she is noble and elegant, just like the angels mentioned by the pastors. Roy replied frightenedly as if the surroundings were lit up: "My lords, I am not unhappy, but Thinking that the magical things that can make the oat harvest abundant must only be used by noble lords, I, I..."

Roy, who was uneducated, didn't know how to explain it.

After more than five months as agreed upon, Elestine and Exilion returned to inspect the harvest of the experimental field on behalf of the druids, but they did not disturb the members of the Magic Council this time, and quietly brought their guards I rushed over on the magic steam train, wanting to see the most authentic situation.

The sight of the harvest made them who love nature smell the sweet smell, and their mood became very happy, so they stopped Roy from asking.

Hearing the answer, Elestine smiled slightly: "These alchemy products are intended to be used by all farmers, not just limited to the nobles. Uncle, you will be able to see them in your own fields in the future." Such a bountiful harvest."

"But, but I don't have any money..." Roy wriggled his body uneasily, worried that these magical things would be apportioned like taxes, and the bad family would go bankrupt.

Elestine frowned, glanced at her brother, and found that he had nothing to do, so she could only comfort him: "They are very cheap, otherwise why would the lords and nobles use them?"

That's right, the nobles would definitely not use it if they lost money. Roy became a little excited, and then asked eagerly, "Can we use it first, and then give money after the harvest?"

"Maybe." Elestine, who didn't know much about human social and economic activities, hurried away with a guilty conscience.

Watching the group of big shots leave, Roy thought belatedly: "Are they the elves in the bard's story? Those long ears..."

The doubts quickly disappeared, because Roy stared at the harvest scene again, but this time his heart was filled with joy, as if the things he had just dreamed of had been "realized" one by one.

"Thank you Lord for your blessing."

"Uh, these alchemical substances seem to be created by magicians..."

Roy, who was in a dilemma, quickly thought with the farmer's unique simplicity and cunning: "Anyway, I am a vassal belonging to the royal family of Holm. If my lord uses it, I will use it..."

As a non-religious believer, he couldn't resist the temptation of a good harvest, which meant a bright future for his children.

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Elestine and Exilion happily led the guards to the alchemy workshop they had found out about. Not long after, they smelled a pungent smell.

Very puzzled, they moved forward quickly, and soon saw the alchemy workshop that stood like a tall magic tower. There was a huge roaring noise and an unpleasant smell. The surrounding stream became slightly black, and there were small Fish carcasses float.

"The devil...we released a devil that destroys nature!" Elestine murmured to herself like a nightmare.

I found out that I made a mistake. I didn’t introduce the Miller experiment before, and I subconsciously thought that my friends understood it. This is the easiest and most taboo mistake to make when writing this kind of article. I will copy the Baidu introduction and put it in the work related , and try to modify it to be easy to understand. Friends who don't understand this experiment can take a look.

By the way, there are still friends who are vague about the classification of grades, so I will sort it out and put it in the work related at night.