Almighty Alchemist

Opening his eyes, he saw a group of earth-colored warriors in front of him.

The marquis' mansion was already full of people.

The one in front of him is none other than Marquis Bratt.

Sparse applause sounded, and it was the Marquis of Blatt clapping his hands: "Xiu Igleser, I am amazed, admired, and surprised by your wisdom. I never thought that you would dare to practice under such circumstances, and it was an extremely in-depth cultivation. But you succeeded. You created a brand-new fighting method that belonged to you in the battle, and even defeated a sky warrior with your own strength. This is simply unbelievable."

Xiu Yi looked down and saw Bicom sitting on the ground with a gray face. His whole body was covered with scars, and there was a long sword wound on his chest, which seemed to almost tear him in half. He looked at Xiu Yi with horrified eyes, as if he was looking at a monster.

A monster indeed.

Only monsters can fight like that as a sixth-level warrior.

Only monsters can fight with their eyes closed purely based on breath sensing.

Only monsters have the courage to ignore the dignity of a sky warrior and practice self-cultivation in battle.

Only such a monster can express itself so calmly and freely in battle, and finally achieve a breakthrough.

Is that so? A faint smile appeared on Xiu Yi's face.

Although the battle qi has been exhausted, he can still feel the powerful recovery power in his body, and he can feel the clear vein map when the battle qi runs through his whole body.

Sure enough, he made a breakthrough, and obtained a real qualitative breakthrough in the extreme battle with Beacom just now.

He became a senior samurai!

"Beacom is a very rare opponent. A good opponent is so rare that I am willing to take some risks for it." Huey replied leisurely: "There are always things in the world that people are worth taking risks for, right? It seems that my luck is pretty good."

"It's not just a matter of luck." Marquis Bratt said with a smile, "You are a person with extraordinary wisdom and courage. It is usually difficult to combine these two qualities, but you have both."

"So you already know what happened?" Huey looked around, a large group of warriors from the Bratt family had tied up the warriors of the Napleton family.

The Marquis of Blatt showed regret on his face: "Ivan made a big mistake, and he wanted to deal with someone like you. He is humiliating himself. It is unforgivable to do such an act to an important guest of the Scourge Church. Please rest assured that His Majesty will handle this matter fairly."

"Perhaps his only mistake was that he failed to succeed, are you right? Lord Marquis Bratt." Xiuyi replied playfully.

Blatt's heart trembled, he knew that Xiu Yi had doubted himself. But he just smiled after all: "I assure you, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with us. His Majesty the Emperor attaches great importance to your coming, and he hopes to have a wonderful cooperation with a person like you, but we didn't expect such a thing to happen before the cooperation started. But please rest assured, we will definitely make the most perfect remedial measures."

There was a sneer on the corner of Xiu Yi's mouth.

He simply didn't believe everything the guy said.

This guy came at such a coincidence.

Most importantly, there should be at least one person in this matter who made the hapless Napleton realize the value of his technology to the Sierra Empire. There is nothing in the world that exists alone. Even the most stupid minister will always have to get some wind before he dares to act recklessly.

But having said that, this kind of temptation is precisely a necessary existence, just like a dispute between the two countries, peace negotiations always occur after mutual testing of each other. As long as one party believes that war can gain greater benefits for itself, it will choose to launch a war without hesitation.

The current situation is obviously the same. The Sierra Empire is testing itself, testing its tolerance bottom line, and at the same time testing its attitude towards threats. But unfortunately, Napleton did not fully test out the results they needed.

What they had expected was that Napleton would catch him and punish him wantonly. It would be best if he could force alchemy. If you can't force it out, take action immediately, get rid of the Marquis of Napleton, treat yourself as a benefactor, and put all the blame on Napleton.

So the friendship will return again. If Xiu Yi is more innocent, he may take the initiative to hand over the technology out of gratitude. When the hard ones fail, then the soft ones, political games are always played over and over again, and in essence, there will never be too many tricks.

As for the poor Marquess of Napleton, from the moment he attacked Huey, his fate was doomed to be a scapegoat.

It's a pity that Napleton failed, which made Marquis Blatt unable to solve the problem as Huey's benefactor. Instead, he saw a gorgeous performance that only belonged to Huey, and saw his amazing strength and potential beyond alchemy.

The impact this had on Marquis Blatter was obviously enormous.

So much so that he was completely unprepared for all of this, and the timing of his arrival was so unfortunate that Xiuyi immediately felt the problem.

This annoyed him a little.

Because he knows one thing very well: After what happened today, it doesn't mean it's over. Because of Napleton's failure, he didn't try Huey's bottom line, in other words, maybe they will do something similar again.

Huey didn't like that.

He looked at Lord Napleton, who was entangled in vampire vines. The hapless ghost was dying.

Huey raised her finger, the demon vine retracted its stalks, and Napleton fell to the ground with a plop.

Taking out the medicine bottle casually, Huey threw it to a warrior of the Bratt family: "Give Lord Napleton a drink, and then let him go."

Marquis Blatt swayed and almost didn't fall off his horse.

"Mr. Greer, you said you were going to let him go?" Bratt pointed to Napleton and asked Huey, his eyes almost protruding from their sockets.

"That's right." Xiuyi nodded affirmatively: "The Marquis of Napleton did cause harm to me, and even destroyed my original close relationship with your country, but the problem is that this damage has been minimized by your timely arrival. Considering the benefits I gained from today's battle, to a certain extent, I should also thank Marquis Napleton. Considering that what he did was for the benefit of the Sierra Empire, I think His Majesty the Emperor must forgive him. Anyway, Lord Napleton is a Marquis, a nobleman." , the Sierra Empire cannot lose an elite just because of this matter. So I don’t plan to pursue this matter any more, and I don’t think this matter will affect the relationship between you and me, so... please let him go.”

Huey talked endlessly while smiling at Bratt.

At this moment, he was so magnanimous that the warriors of the Napleton family couldn't help but look at him gratefully together.

Marquis Blatt was completely stunned after hearing Xiuyi's words, and he was completely stunned.

He never expected that the young man in front of him would be so difficult to deal with, and would give him such a trick.

If Napleton is really released today, then after Napleton wakes up from this blow, he will definitely understand what happened. With this guy's heart, what kind of revenge would he have on himself?

This damned bastard Hugh Iglesel, he deliberately wants to take revenge on himself with the help of Napleton! But if he disagrees, it will definitely deepen his suspicion.

But even if Xiu Yi doubted it, he couldn't agree to such a thing.

Blatt hated his teeth so much that he could only say with a dry smile, "Napleton has seriously offended you. He violated the laws of the Empire, and he must pay the price for it."

"The price?" Xiu Yi tilted his head and thought for a while: "There is indeed a price to be paid. In this case, can I carry out the punishment? As you said, he offended me, so I have the right to punish him, right?"

"This..." Marquis Blatt didn't know what Xiu Yi was up to, but it was clear that this young man was definitely not easy to deal with. He could only bite the bullet and nod: "Yes, you have the qualifications to punish him."

"That's good." Xiu Yi nodded, and suddenly a bottle of blue-black potion appeared in his hand.

He raised his voice and said: "I guess there are many people who know about the existence of magic patterns. That's right, I have the technology to make magic patterns. This is a very magical alchemy. It can allow people without magical talent to use magic, or it can further enhance a magician's own ability. Many people are eager to get it, and maybe you include Marquis Bratt."

He pointed to Marquis Bratt, who squeezed out an ugly smile in embarrassment.

Xiu Yi continued: "However, few people know that great achievements often require huge sacrifices. The price to be paid for engraving the magic pattern is beyond anyone's imagination. It is pain, so great that people are willing to die."

Saying that, a small silver needle appeared in Xiu Yi's palm.

He came to the Marquess of Napleton, put a small needle into the medicine bottle, dipped in the medicine juice and pierced the Marquis of Napleton's skin.

Napleton, who was originally in a coma, woke up in an instant, and let out a heart-piercing cry of pain. But Xiu Yi firmly clamped him, not letting him move a little bit, insisting on engraving that peculiar magic pattern on his body.

Napleton's mournful howl thus became sharper, like the final howl of an animal on its way to the slaughterhouse. You can't imagine that a person can make such a terrifying volume, so that when everyone heard Napleton's cry of pain, their faces became extremely ugly, and they felt deeply empathetic.

That is the magic pattern? So it turns out that engraving magic patterns would bring such great pain to people?

When Huey finally finished the work in his hands, Napleton's twitching body had curled up into a big lobster, his vocal cords were torn from the extreme cry and he could no longer speak, and his body had a spasm impulse due to severe pain.

It can't be blamed that the Marquis of Napleton has no resistance, after all, he has never had such an experience before.

Xiu Yi slowly withdrew her hands, turned her head to face Marquis Bratt, and continued what he hadn't finished saying before: "Look, this is my punishment. The engraving of the magic pattern is both a gift and a punishment."

Marquis Blatter only felt cold all over his body.

Looking down at the Marquis of Napleton, he murmured: "This... this is terrible."

"That's not terrible." Xiu Yi said coldly: "The really scary thing is not engraving magic lines on others, but engraving on yourself."

"What did you say?" Bratt's heart beat wildly.

Xiu Yi relieves his coat on his chest, exposing the purple -black tattoos inside: "I said that it is the most painful thing to engrave my magic pattern. Passive acceptance, at least you can use all the forces to resist the pain. You must use all your energy to portray the runes. Every time you have your needle, you are extremely painful and make you eager to stop the pain, but your sane tells you that you can't stop, because it will cause the pre -achievement. So the self -engraving magic pattern is a serious destruction of the self -nerves. There is no perseverance. You do n’t get your hands at all. Your feelings in the process of engraving the magic lines are as if he committed suicide with a blunt knife. And you have to bite your teeth to bear everything. Only by not seeing yourself, imagining all the pain as enjoyment, and thinking of yourself as a psychological abnormal desperation, you can insist on completing the work you want to do, and you will not be able to do it ... "

"My God!" Marquis Blatt stared at Xiu Yi in a daze. The young man in front of him was like a devil, wantonly releasing his evil. He was not only cruel to the enemy, but also cruel to himself.

The pain Napleton gave out when accepting the engraving of the magic pattern was enough to make people's nerves collapse, but this young man had no scruples to attack himself, and completed one after another exquisite and complicated magic pattern on his body.

Only the devil can do such a thing.

Bratt finally understood what Huey was talking about.

He was telling himself the part that Napleton hadn't done - Hugh Yglell couldn't bow his head under any kind of violent coercion, and even if you managed to capture him, you'd only get a dead body.

Even if you catch him, the pain you inflict on him may not be as great as the pain he inflicted on himself.

Yes, that's what he wanted to say, something to prove with a harsh and terrifying fact.

That's a hundred times more effective than telling the truth with your mouth.

Similarly, Xiu Yi is also warning Bratt and His Majesty the Emperor behind him, stop playing tricks on him, he knows their thoughts and plots.

Blatt swallowed hard, and then forced a smile on Xiu Yi: "Now I admire you even more, Mr. Xiu Yigleer. You not only have extraordinary courage and wisdom, but also have tough nerves and absolute perseverance. I can completely understand why you can make such achievements in the Lance Empire, because there has never been any pressure to make you bow your head. Your proud head is like the highest mountain in the Cotteril Mountains, and it will always stand tall."

There was a smile in his eyes, Xiu Yi nodded: "You are right, I would rather bend than bend, this is me, Mr. Marquis Bratt, I think you know enough about me now."

"Yes, Sir Hugh Iglesel." Blatt couldn't help using the title of Your Excellency. He felt that this young man was worthy of this title: "Then... I am sorry for what happened before. You know, sometimes people will always make some wrong choices for the benefit of the country. But fortunately, as long as things don't reach the worst point, there is always room for redemption, are you right?"

Xiu Yi was also taken aback by these words.

After a huge shock, Blatter has now come to his senses.

He understood one thing: since Xiuyi wants to prove his determination to him, it means that he has no plans to turn his face.

As long as he doesn't plan to turn his face, everything will be fine.

That being the case, it doesn't matter whether Blatter admits what happened, because Huey has judged everything in his own way. For example, releasing Napleton, such as granting the power of magic to Lord Napleton, who is hating Bratt so much, his judgment method is simple and effective.

So what Blatter needs to do now is not meaningless explanations or sophistry-like denials, but a sincere apology and genuine compensation.

Yes, compensation.

Isado once said that Huey was a businessman.

As long as you are a merchant, there is always something you can buy. They sell everything, including their anger and hatred.

Having figured this out, Blatter naturally knew what to do.

So he said something like that, and he believed that Xiu Yi understood what he meant: since the Sierra Empire had already understood what kind of person Xiu Yi was, it was impossible to use any force against him. As for what they did before, the Sierra Empire is willing to make compensation.

Xiuyi obviously understood Bratt's meaning, he smiled slightly: "Very good, since this is the case..."

He pointed to Lord Napleton: "I will hand him over to you."

Then he pointed at Bicom: "You hand him over to me, what do you think?"

"No problem, Your Excellency Greer." Hearing these words, Marquis Bratt heaved a sigh of relief, and the sweat on his forehead could finally fall off relatively easily.

He suddenly realized that dealing with the young man in front of him was even more tiring than having a life-and-death duel with thousands of enemy troops on the battlefield.

The feeling this boy gave him was too shocking.

"Then it's settled." Xiu Yi nodded.

He walked towards the gate, and when he reached the gate, he suddenly turned around and said to Marquis Bratt, "The punishment given to Lord Napleton is worth a thousand gold vits. I believe that the Sierra Empire's move will definitely be more generous."

With that said, he turned his head and left.

Blatter certainly understood the meaning of Huey's words.

A thousand Gold Witts were casually dropped on a dying man, which fully demonstrated Xiu Yi's worth.

Marquis Blatt sighed helplessly: "Very well, then how much money should I advise His Majesty the Emperor to spend to satisfy your greedy appetite? You cunning and vicious little bastard! You are a devil, Hugh Igleser!"

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