And the rest of the people in the room were all teachers or teaching assistants of the Alchemy Departnt of the Imperial Academy.
There was only one reason they were here drinking today.
And that was that Albert had conquered another academic difficult problem.
"Albert, stop looking there, isn't it just a teor shower with sowhat strange mana fluctuations, you should co over and chat about that mana spiral conversion formula you discovered instead."
"That's right, today we finally managed to co out, we have to properly celebrate."
For these Alchemists, although they didn't see it as clearly as Nicolas and Albert.
But that didn't an they were trash.
It would be better to say not a single person who could enter the Imperial Academy to teach was trash.
These people were all the elite of the elites picked one by one from thousands upon thousands of Alchemists.
They weren't blind.
"That was the Flamingo Knights who just went out right."
"Nicolas was also among them."
"Tsk tsk, one of the Empire's top Knight Orders, this is investing a huge amount of capital."
Soone clicked their tongue and said.
The Flamingo Knights were a top Knight Order of the Empire.
Whether in terms of equipnt, personnel, or training, they were a top-tier existence in the country.
Not ntioning anything else, just the mages alone numbered a full one thousand.
Besides that, there were also nine thousand combat personnel and twenty thousand support personnel.
This kind of Knight Order usually guarded the Imperial Capital and protected the Emperor.
And Knight Orders of this specification numbered only ten in the Imperial Capital.
But today they followed out of the city to protect Nicolas.
So so people felt envious.
"After all it's Nicolas's matter, sending a Knight Order to escort is very normal."
If soone cared, naturally soone wouldn't care.
In his view, going to this extent to protect a Title Holder was very reasonable.
It would be better to say if they didn't go to this extent, one would instead suspect if they were deliberately sending him to die.
"It seems this matter has indeed blown up a bit big."
"Big is big, doesn't matter, as long as those teorites can be transported back."
"Speaking of which, it's also been a long ti since we made Crucibles, this batch of teorites should be very suitable to use for making Crucibles and dicine-pounding mortars."
"Isn't that right, so alchemy workshops in the southern region have Crucibles that are almost worn out, it's also ti to replace them with a new batch."
"If this is the case, can we apply for a batch of World Tree materials?"
"You'll have to get Albert to handle this matter, his words carry more weight than ours."
"Envious, when will I be able to obtain a title."
"In your next life, in your next life you might have dumb luck and be favored by the gods."
No matter what world it is, so things never change from their original principles.
For example, things like 'topics'.
Often as you talk and talk, they beco skewed.
This group of elites among Alchemists was naturally the sa.
From originally wanting to discuss, talking and talking, it turned into a matter regarding envy, jealousy, and hate.
Joking, this was a title, who wouldn't want it?
If only they could obtain a title, maybe they could rely on the bonus given by the title to imdiately conquer the topic they were currently researching.
But...
This kind of thing, no matter how much you envy, are jealous, or hate, is to no avail.
If you don't do sothing that makes the gods look, you won't be able to get the gods' attention, and thereby obtain a title.
It can be said that 99.9% of people in this world won't get any attention.
This is the 'gods' of this world.
A rciless existence.
But exactly because of this, everyone yearned for this favor even more.
Because...
This was the symbol of strength.
Simple, and crude.
...
"Achoo!"
"What, caught a cold?"
"Very funny joke."
The next day, Lan Qingyou and the others woke up very early.
Although because of yesterday's fun the Wailing Marsh had drastically changed appearances.
And they also simultaneously knew exactly what things were inside.
But after all, they couldn't be one hundred percent sure that this was the entire 'content' inside the marshland.
So in order to be safe, Arthur still decided to use today's ti to quickly pass through this godforsaken place.
Regarding this, Lan Qingyou and Elisa didn't have any objections.
It would be better to say since they slept early last night, getting up early today was nothing.
Of course, the most important thing was still because they both wanted to arrive at the Imperial Capital early.
"Fatty, after causing such a ss yesterday the road is broken, and you still plan to go?"
Lan Qingyou leisurely ate the breakfast prepared by the caravan.
Although they wanted to leave early.
But after all, with thousands of teorites smashing down, that original road was estimated to be gone.
"This isn't hard, I have a few earth elent mages under specifically responsible for this kind of thing."
Arthur smiled very humbly at Lan Qingyou.
After all, they were rchants running a business.
A situation like an originally existing road suddenly breaking was very common.
Although teorites blocking the road was indeed rare, things like mudslides and the like were still quite nurous.
So caravans with the ans would equip a few.
Especially for a large caravan with a background and backing like theirs.
"Is that so, quite fully prepared, but this will be very troubleso right, wouldn't it be better to just use my magic instead, it'll be faster, I've had enough of the bumps on the road."
Lan Qingyou shook her head with a rather disgusted expression.
Although she said this verbally, actually because of this guy's magic, there was fundantally no bumpiness to speak of.
But this kind of talk was originally just an excuse anyway.
She just wanted to arrive at the Imperial Capital quickly, to quickly start finding thods and intelligence to heal her soul.
How could the fat Arthur refute the other party.
It would be better to say he fundantally couldn't refute either.
Moreover, Lan Qingyou already said she would use her own magic.
Then he had even less qualification to speak.
Joking, why don't you try reasoning with a Grand Magus who can throw teorites?
"Then... how exactly do you need to cooperate?"
Everyone knew a Grand Magus making a move definitely wasn't as simple as snapping their fingers.
So Arthur very sensibly kept up with Lan Qingyou's rhythm.
"I made these last night, just take them and install them on the carriages."
Saying so, Lan Qingyou poured out a pile of things from her Herb Pouch.
These things were a long tube connecting both sides.
One side had a handle, while the other side looked like a trumpet-shaped bucket.
"This is..."
"A simple magic thruster, you only need to press the button on it to move forward."
That's right.
In order to quickly end this originally sowhat undesired journey, Lan Qingyou ultimately still decided to 'cheat'.
Of course, the entire caravan had over thirty carriages in total.
So these things were actually made by Lan Qingyou taking ti during the few days since leaving Lake Bay Town.
Because they were originally simple devices.
So there wasn't much technical difficulty in making them.
And Arthur, after hearing this thing's na, also unconsciously looked at the other party's broom.
There was also a device like this on it, just that it was hidden inside the broom.
The interactions over these few days also let him know that this person's flying technique was paired with the use of a magic tool.
So he instantly understood what the other party wanted to do.
If they flew directly from the air, forget about two or three days.
Maybe they could directly arrive at the Imperial Capital this evening.
Thinking that he could return to his warm and soft big bed to sleep tonight, Arthur was even a little bit excited!
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