Chapter 53: Alchemist

After laughing at each other for a few words, Colonel Mastan's anger burst out again with his flames, and the flames were burning.

The flames that came back were no longer balls of fire, but were completely a large sea of ​​flames. The temperature was comparable to the magic released by the young bad priest, and the area was so large that I had almost no room to hide. The clothes on my body were also burned to pieces.

"Bastard, are you taking the exam? You want to kill someone, yes, you must want to kill someone!" I yelled while barely avoiding the attack.

"Arrogant little devil! Even this level cannot be resisted. Why do you still be a national alchemist!"

The flames in Colonel Mastan's hand did not stop with our conversation, but instead became more and more violent.

Bastard Mastan, damn it, the distance is firmly driven away and he is completely unable to attack him. At this time, the magic loses its effect, which is really troublesome.

I have been fighting with my physical advantage, but this time I suffered a great loss.

Wait, it seems that with my strength that is infinitely close to that level now, you can try it...

"Wait, pause!" I shouted,

"Suspend? The real battle will not stop with you saying a word or two!"

"Damn! If I go beyond my current position during the suspension period, or try to attack you, I will be considered a failure. Bastard, I have something missing in my alchemy!"

Hum? What does the little ghost want to do? Forget it, no matter what he can do, it seems that this is the only level he can do.

"Two minutes, I will start the fight as soon as the time comes. I'm a little irritated now, hehehe..."

Although he kept silent, Mastan stopped the offensive temporarily. Anyway, this little devil could not hit him, so there was no pressure. Let's see what this little devil was going to do.

"Are two minutes? It's enough." I quickly flashed to the beautiful adjutant who was watching the game, muttering to her something. Then, as if I had taken something from her hand.

"Hey, little kid, are you just trying to use these coins to turn the defeat? That's ridiculous."

Mastan doesn't understand what I did.

"Really? Hehe." I smiled sinisterly. Although I couldn't achieve Mikoto's level, I could just blast out one or two shots. It's still OK.

"Col. Mastan, do you know what my alchemy origins are?"

"Look at the electric sparks that popped up on you just now, it should be about electricity. Nothing is like that. What I am afraid of is water, but not electricity."

Mastan snapped his fingers and the flames burned again.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's two minutes away, see what you're going to do!"

The sea of ​​fire surrounded me again. This time, Mastan seemed to have used all his strength, and all kinds of flames rushed towards me, and the violent aura could be sensed from a distance.

"Well, it seems to be a little troublesome." Mastan looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of him and frowned. "After all, it is the person recommended by the old fox. If I really kill him, I will be very miserable when I go back..."

Damn, where is your integrity? Did you eat it by Lord Youyouzi?

"Well, Colonel Mastan, you're a little anxious."

My voice came from the sea of ​​fire.

"Oh? Is it okay? I'm going to add a fire."

Just as Mastan was thinking about adding another fire, an orange light shot through his cheek like a spear without any sound.

Just like thunder, it was only after a while that I heard a rumbling sound. The shock wave breaking through the air hit Mastan's ears, causing him to lose his sense of balance for a while.

Mastan shook and looked behind him.

A big hole appeared on the wall of the martial arts field that claimed that the tank could not penetrate even if it was directly bombarded.

Turning his head like a mechanical one, he saw a huge black shield in the flames, a figure that had been exposed behind the shield.

The shield turned into iron sand protected me firmly. Although it had crystallized at the front, it firmly protected me and protected me from the burning of the flames.

"Everyone says you're anxious. Colonel Mustan."

"What the hell is this... what! Is this power really alchemy?" Obviously, our colonel was quite surprised.

"Well, this is it..."

I threw up the coins I took from the beautiful adjutant, and an arc wrapped around my arm, and then my hand gently thought about the falling coins...

The orange-yellow beam emitted again, and then a big hole was made in the wall again.

"What? Do we continue?"

Damn, as the successor of Sister Pao, the bombardment is so scared of whom?

So, under my massive attack, Colonel Mastan said calmly, "You passed", and took me to do the next qualification certification, and refused to talk about the written examination.

Seeing the expression of the beautiful adjutant Lisa, I knew that this was not the first time that this was a thing that bullies the weak and fears the strong.

Really, it is worthy of being Colonel Mustan. This open and shamelessness is also the object of our learning.

But if I really fight, I really don’t count. The two electromagnetic guns I just used to waste one-third of the electromagnetic force that I will enter. This means that if I fire a few more rounds, I will lose bullets, and it is the kind of one who has completely exhausted its ability and can be cleaned up at will.

Sure enough, it would be a little too early to use this ultimate move before LV5...

Just as I was thinking about how to strengthen myself, Mastan was already sitting behind the desk, starting to sign documents and stamp various seals, and the sound of "bang" and "bang" stamps continued for a while.

"Well, okay. Silly kid, although I hate you very much, I still have to admit that you passed the exam."

Then a silver pocket watch was thrown to me, and I picked it up casually. Hum, is it a symbol of the national alchemist? The workmanship is still good.

"According to the military's regulations on the new alchemist management, you are now my subordinate."

Does this mean you can take revenge on me at any time?

I thought to myself, alas, I should be more low-key in doing things in the future.

"According to the military's reward for national alchemists, you can get the status equivalent to the military's chief, and you can also get high research fees. The treatment is pretty good."

"But you have to remember that you must never do human body or gold. This is a taboo. There are other norms in this small notebook, so read it yourself."

Then, he threw a small notebook over again and wrote a book, "National Alchemist Management Regulations."

Well, it's really standardized. I just stuffed the notebook into my pocket, picked up the appointment letter on the table and I was about to flash it.

"By the way, there is another important thing." Mastein called me. "Every alchemist has his own unique name. Give yourself a cool nickname. Then you will become a dignified country lackey."

"Hey, did you have a psychological shadow when you were bitten by a dog when you were a child? It's really troublesome to be a lackey all day long."

I completely ignore Mastan's black thread and think about what I call it. It's really not easy to get a cool name.

"Then, call me the Alchemist."

"Don't you? You really deserve your ability." Mastan replied while stamping.

"By the way, Colonel, I won't obey that so-called taboo!"

As I slowly moved away, I left a sentence.

"Yes. Judging from your speed of refining, I guess it's the existence of that door."

Mastan closed his eyes by throwing the documents in his hand aside.

Things seemed to suddenly become complicated by the bizarre death of the best friend and the sudden appearance of the little devil who opened the door.

After leaving the Central Military Department, I slowly wandered on the street.

Alchemists are worthy of being an almost top presence in this country.

As long as you are in the country, you will not restrict your freedom at all.

The state will prepare a villa for you in the suburbs of Central City, a separate house for you in the city, and a standard apartment for you near the military headquarters.

With this idea of ​​every inch of land, this is a lot of wealth.

In addition to the millions of research funds per year, it is a completely tempting existence.

In order to attract alchemists, the country seems to have tried all its tricks. No matter what, I don’t have to stay in a hotel tonight. The apartment I arranged for me is nearby, so let’s go and stay there.

Now the Edward brothers should be educated by a housewife. The President should also go there to recycle Greed Glide.

Now, let's hang out in Central City.

After all, the little notebook has a new prompt for me.

My goal is, the Stone of the Sage!

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