Ella stared at the iron piece in Dust's hand and looked left and right.
Dast reacted suddenly and hurriedly threw away the iron piece and raised his hands: "I have never stolen anything! I promise!"
"Well..."
Ella looked at the iron piece in Dust's hand, and then at the lock that had been picked.
Dast was a little shaken: "Maybe... maybe... probably... took something that wasn't money?"
"What is it?"
"For example, paper with writing on it? But this can't be considered stealing. Stealing writing is a matter of cultural people, can it be called stealing..."
The more Dast talked, the more panicked he became, sweat dripping from his forehead. In his early years, when he was short of money, he secretly took the swords of several British knights and sold them. It was said that there was also the precious "Sword in the Stone" from the King of Knights. What if Ai
If La and Alfred casually mention this ability of his, there is no chance that his matter will be found out.
He wanted to wipe away the sweat, but Ella suddenly grabbed Dast's hand and asked excitedly: "How much does it cost? Master, I want to learn this!"
"Ah, you want to learn." Dast breathed a sigh of relief and said mysteriously, "You can learn, I don't want money. But there is one thing. Although we don't do anything sneaky, the reputation of this technology will always be
Not very good. Remember not to publicize it..."
A gust of wind blew, and the door creaked open.
"It's strange, the doors are open, why can't you see anyone? I'll go take a look."
Dast deliberately dropped the topic and slipped into the house as if he was running away. When Ella came in, he had already lit the candlestick in the room. He saw that the first floor was not a living room, but there was a
The melting pot. There are all kinds of books scattered on the floor, making it almost difficult for people to stay, and the only table is also filled with alchemy equipment.
"Hey! Master! I know you're in there!" Dast shouted to everyone around him, "The King of Sweden has something to ask for help from you. He wants to give you money. What are you hiding from? Come out quickly!"
The room was still quiet and there was no sound.
"Master, maybe he is really not at home?"
Dast put his hand on the furnace: "Not at home? Look, the furnace is still warm - I mean master! This is the King of Sweden, the honorary principal of the Alchemy Academy! With your little effort, you are still in front of her.
Where's the show? Come out quickly! It's settled, I can treat you to a drink tomorrow!"
Seeing that there was still no sound, Dust left Ella and walked up to the second floor.
Ella stayed on the first floor, looking at the books on the floor intentionally or unintentionally: they were all alchemical documents, including Zosimus's, Democritus's, Stephanos's, and Jabir's.
Ibn Hayan's, Paracelsus's, and even the textbooks compiled by Ella for the Alchemy Academy. However, these books have been altered beyond recognition, and many words have been erased by black ink.
Ella turned her attention to the table again. In addition to various utensils, there were also a few stacks of papers on it. Ella had never seen the contents on those papers. At first glance, they looked like alchemical documents, and she guessed they belonged to the house.
Written by the owner. But if you look closely, the content above is inexplicable: among a few alchemical codes, there are a lot of worthless prayers and weird spells, which look like the work of a madman.
There was a dispute upstairs, and after a while, Dast dragged a man downstairs. Although Dast said "old master", the man should still be middle-aged.
.It’s just that his hair was as messy as dyed cloth mixed with more than ten colors, dirty, and his face was as bloodless as a dead person.
Ella inexplicably felt that this person seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while. Apart from Jabir Ibn Hayan, Paracelsus, and the teachers and students of the Alchemy Academy, where else had she seen alchemy?
division?
"Dust, don't pull me, let go!" The man struggled on the stairs, "I don't want to go downstairs, people will die, really people will die!"
"I've already said he's the King of Sweden, not Aztlan, so what are you afraid of? Brother, I just see that you are poor, so I'll help you find a job. Are you not like this usually? What's going on..."
"King of Sweden? Just because you are the King of Sweden, I don't want to go down there! She is much scarier than the Aztlan people! If I fall into her hands, I won't end up well..."
This voice gave Ella a vague impression, and she asked tentatively: "Dan?"
"Huh?" Dast glanced at the two of them, "Do you really know each other?"
The man had been dragged to the first floor by Dast. Hearing Ella's voice, he raised his head and glanced at Ella: "Do you know me? If you don't say this, please persuade this Dast! What's wrong with him?
You must take me to see that King of Sweden..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Dast slapped the person on the back of the head, "She is the King of Sweden!"
"she?"
The man brought his face closer and looked up and down carefully for a while, and finally shook his head:
"It's not like that, it's not like that. The current King of Sweden was captured by me from the Seven Hills Empire, the orthodox royal family of Scipio! He was as delicate as a canary in a cage... But
No matter how you look at this girl, she is just a little pirate who came from the Pirate Kingdom! Dust, don’t even think about lying to me!”
Ella felt angry and funny: "Dan, is it really you? You made my hair look like this and just forgot about it?"
Hearing this, the man trembled and raised his face again. Suddenly, his whole body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning. He fell to his knees on the ground and shouted in panic: "Sweden
King, please spare my life!"
"Good guy, I didn't expect you to have committed a crime!" Dast kicked Dan on the butt, "Whether you were caught bragging in a tavern, or you were caught sneaking into the palace to travel, tell me the truth!
"
Normally, Dan would have roared, "That's your fault, Dust!" But in front of Ella, he didn't even dare to take a breath, and lay on the ground covered in sweat, not even daring to raise his head.
lift.
"Spare your life?" Ella found a chair and sat down, "What do you need me to spare your life for? Tell me?"
"I, I dyed your hair bad, King of Sweden! I was the one who kidnapped you from the Qiqiu Empire... By the way, I also read your memory, several times... I deserve death, my crime
You deserve to die!"
"When did you become so bold?" Dast was filled with indignation, "King of Sweden, don't be angry, I will whip him right now!"
"Okay, get up! If your hair is dyed, it's damaged. What's the problem?" Ella replied carelessly, "When I was blond, I spent a lot of time taking care of my hair every day. After you dyed it, it's damaged.
It’s difficult to take care of it, so I just deal with it casually and it saves me a lot of time.”
Ella was telling the truth. She had too much to do, and every time she thought about it, she still wondered how she could spend so much time on her hair.
Hearing Ella's words, Dan raised his head a little: "King of Sweden, are you really not angry with me?"
"Why are I angry with you?" Ella smiled, "When you kidnapped me, I was facing a rebellion. If I had not been taken away by you at that time, but went to Cyprus as planned, I would have been dead.
.”
"...really don't mention it?"
"Yes! Don't mention it!" Ella said, "The Black Death has appeared in Winchester. I will make some medicine next and need your help. If you show enough skills, I can also hire you.
Become a teacher in the college! You won’t have to live in this shabby house!”
"Actually, I have already made a potion that can restore your hair color." Dan asked in a low voice, "Do you still want it?"
