Colorful potion bottles are placed randomly on the table. Under the pale light, they reflect a cold light.
On the ground, gears and screws of various sizes were scattered, leaving almost no place to stay.
James Ward, known as the "Father of Steam", was sitting next to the experimental table. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Alan York pushing in the door.
"You're finally here?" A trace of surprise flashed across Walder's face.
During the recent period, Allen went to learn prophecy from Merlins, while Walder still stayed in his laboratory, trying to tinker with new inventions. Occasionally, when he had free time, he would guide Selina Solomon: This Duke's family
The young lady has long been accustomed to her teacher's irresponsible style, and by the way, she has mastered the biggest trick in learning magic, "self-study."
In such a monotonous and focused life, Walder lost the concept of time as always. It wasn't until Allen came to the door that he discovered that another fifteen days had passed.
"Yes," Allen nodded and said with a smile, "I can continue to do the homework I didn't finish last time."
"Then why don't you do it quickly?" Walder snorted coldly.
Walder felt that he must have been deluded in the first place, which was why he inexplicably agreed to this damn "student sharing" plan.
In the past few days, Wald felt a little uncomfortable without Allen by his side, who often came up with ideas that made him shine.
It's all Merlins' fault.
Walder silently cursed in his heart.
At the same time, after hearing Walder's words, Allen quickly moved a chair and sat next to the experimental table.
Fifteen days ago, Walder just taught him how to add magic spells to weapons. He needed to use special materials, such as mithril, meteorite, elemental gems, etc., to make them into a magic circle, and then encapsulate specific spells in the magic circle.
, so that it can operate automatically.
The cane that can shoot wind blades that Earl William York bought for Alan was made in this way.
"Alan, did you know?" Walder once showed off with a smile in front of Alan, "I made ten of these walking sticks, labeled them 'limited edition', and put them up for auction.
Song made tens of thousands of gold pounds.
"So, Allen, you must learn alchemy well. This is the most practical and profitable magic, and it is much more useful than the deceptive prophecy."
After Allen heard this, he nodded seriously.
Wald knew that with Allen's magical talent, if he wanted to learn such a skill, it would probably not take long. Thinking back to those introductory alchemy textbooks, Allen had mastered the contents faster than he imagined.
However, that time, although Wald had already been mentally prepared, Allen's performance still deeply surprised him.
"Mr. Walder, what do you think of this dagger I made?"
After saying that, Allen picked up a dagger made of meteorite iron and slashed it casually in the air a few times.
Accompanied by the roar of the wind, a cluster of red flames suddenly ignited on the dagger, and then gradually turned into a golden color. The blazing light fell on Allen's face, but made his eyes even deeper.
Walder narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this time, in his field of vision, the entire laboratory was rendered extremely dim, with only this cluster of flames emitting dazzling light.
"You...you added the fireball spell to the dagger?" Walder asked in surprise.
"Yes." Allen nodded.
Walder said no more.
In his opinion, Allen's ability to control magic has far exceeded his imagination: he can perfectly attach the powerful energy of a fireball to a dagger in the form of a magic circle.
There was no spillage, and even if you held the handle of the dagger, you couldn't feel the heat of the flames at all.
Walder had to admit that "Legendary" level talent was indeed different. Even when he was young, he might not have been able to achieve this.
Whenever he sees Allen's amazing performances, Wald feels emotional and relieved at the same time.
He knows that he is old.
Although, as a magician, he can find some spells and potions to slow down aging for himself. However, before being promoted to a legend, a magician's physique is not much different from that of ordinary people.
Only by exploring a unique law of your own and becoming a legendary mage can you undergo fundamental changes in the level of life. Not only can you cross plane barriers out of thin air, but your lifespan will also be greatly extended.
However, Wald understands that with his qualifications and energy, it is almost impossible to be promoted to a legend in the few years left.
Because of this, he is more willing to spend his time in experiments, tinkering with more alchemical items, and doing more practical things for the citizens of Braden Kingdom. By the way, he is teaching students, hoping that they will use their knowledge and ideas.
Pass it on.
"However, with such an outstanding student, I have no regrets in this life..." Whenever he saw Allen, Wald would touch his gray hair and sigh sincerely.
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And today, half a month later, Allen once again gave Walder a surprise.
As soon as he sat down at the experimental table, he displayed a palm-sized piece of meteorite in front of Walder.
"What is this?" Walder frowned slightly, feeling a little confused.
Allen smiled and did not answer immediately.
He just put the iron block on the table and knocked it lightly, and a dazzling light radiated from the iron block and fell on the white wall of the laboratory. A colorful light spot suddenly appeared on the wall.
Then, the colorful light spot flashed a few times, and soon turned into a dynamic picture.
In the corridor of the mage tower, students wearing black mage robes were bustling, chatting and laughing, and the room was filled with a happy atmosphere.
"What an interesting invention," Walder commented. "What's it called?"
"TV? Or projector?"
"Whatever you want," Walder shook his head slightly, "You can make such an invention. It can be seen that you have become more proficient in controlling the magic circle.
"But the problem is that in the mage tower, any magician can create a similar light curtain by just chanting a spell. I think"
"No, Teacher Wald," Allen explained, "As you said, the meaning of alchemy is to allow magic to get out of the mage tower and truly benefit ordinary people.
"And this thing can not only be driven by magicians, but also ordinary people can use it effortlessly.
"If it can enter thousands of households, then the channels through which ordinary people can obtain information will no longer be just the Braden Morning News and the bulletin boards strictly controlled by the Church of Light, but they will be able to see the broader world through it.
"At that time, they will understand more clearly what is the truth and what is a lie."
"Channels to obtain information... truth... lies..." Walder muttered silently in his heart, thoughtfully.
He suddenly felt deeply that Allen's vision was broader and far-reaching than he imagined.