Alchemist’s Daily Life In Foreign World

Today is the fourth day of the New Year. According to the custom of Central Plains Continent, work is not available for the first seven days of the New Year.

This world is the same as Edward's previous life. A week is seven days, but the meaning is different.

The seven days of a week in this world means the seven gods on duty. Everyone rests on the first seven days of the new year, which means rest with the gods.

Of course, this year is destined to be bad for both humans and gods...

On the other side of the storm ocean, in a tall building of Ailand Imperial Capital, crowds are crowded.

This is a spacious Conference Hall, with golden patterned wallpaper on the four walls, and the decorative wood of the partition wallpaper is covered with gold. Even the gas lamps on the walls and ceiling are golden.

At this time, the hall was brightly lit, and the bright lights shining all around the gold ornaments were shining, and the stingers couldn't open their eyes.

Behind the redwood podium at the rostrum of the hall, there is a pattern of a golden balance, and piles of gold bricks and reagent bottles are placed on both ends of the balance.

Along the opposite side of the podium are redwood tables and chairs arranged in a fan shape.

At first glance, these tables and chairs are ancient Dong Family furniture with a history of more than two hundred years. The continuous wiping and maintenance for two hundred years have made these furniture appear bright and shiny.

The rostrum is already full of people. At this time, the meeting has not yet started, and the audience is already full of alchemists wearing standard robes.

They are all ages, and the youngest is estimated to be over 50 years old, so the hair volume is definitely not much.

If you look down from the dome of the hall full of colorful murals, the bright foreheads or heads are shining under the golden light.

They whispered to each other, those shiny reflections swayed from time to time, like the lake in the autumn sunset...

A man wearing a scarlet robe with gold rims and gold The old man with silk-rimmed glasses, the square Academician hat on his head and a heavy notebook in his arms walked onto the podium.

Along with him came a group of old men who also wore scarlet robes.

The old man in the lead stood on the podium in the center, and a group of old people behind him also sat behind him.

The headed red robe put the notebook on the stage, gently turned a few pages, and then pressed a rune on the podium.

As his soft cough spread throughout the hall, the whispering voice in the hall became quieter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon everyone!

I am the host of this meeting-the president of the Ailand alchemist association and the secretary general of the pan-continent alchemist association. Klein."

Speaking of which, he pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and solemnly said:

"Now I announce-the Pan-Continent Alchemist Association Committee The 120th meeting and the 131st enlarged meeting of the Ailand alchemist Association have officially started!"

Unlike the expected warm applause, the applause from one side of the audience was one after another, while the applause of the other half was sparse.

Old Sir Klein's eyes hidden under the heavy lenses narrowed slightly, which made him a little unhappy.

He waited for the applause to rest, and continued:

"Next to the first topic..."

"I have a problem!"

Before he could finish his words, a fat alchemist stood up where the applause was sparse. Shouted loudly.

Although the loudspeaker array was not used, the sound was so loud that it shook the entire dome.

There seemed to be a blast of thunder in the quiet Conference Hall.

This alchemist is about fifty years old, but his beard and hair are all black. Although he has not much hair on his head, his beard on the temples is extremely thick.

His back of a tiger and waist of a bear, his broad robe is held tightly by the bulging back and the protruding belly in the front, it looks like Only devil beast-Great Earth Bear.

Sir Klein frowned on the stage, he looked towards the standing brown-robed alchemist, his voice solemnly said:

"Sir, please follow the order of the meeting! Now! It’s not yet free to speak!"

"Mr. Klein! I think my question is more important than all the questions today! I want to protest! Strong protest..."

The alchemist, who looked like a brown bear, patted the heavy redwood table while roaring loudly, and his echo echoed in the entire venue.

The big hand like a bear's paw slapped it on the solid redwood table, and a faint crack appeared.

As he roared, everyone behind him echoed one after another, and the dome of the hall had a tendency to be overturned...

The muscles on Sir Rein's face twitched slightly. He cleared his throat and said:

"Our alchemist association is an organization that coordinates and resolves all world alchemist contradictions. Since this gentleman is so big... Resentment, then let’s put aside the first issue and ask this gentleman to speak.

I don’t think a few committee members have any opinions?"

Speaking of this, he turned around to look. A look at the red robes behind him.

Several red robes are not pleased. But they are still nodded.

Then Sir Klein turned around and said to the "brown bear" alchemist:

"Sir, please give your opinion, but please report yourself before speaking. Home, this is the minimum etiquette."

"I am the representative of the alchemist in the Adland region, Alchemist Ball! Bill King Ball!"

This Bao Mr. Er said his name aloud, and the alchemists on the other side whispered.

"This is the representative of that emerging country? The comer is not kind!"

"It's just...Listen to what he said..."

Biography There is no end to this kind of discussion.

Sir Klein angrily picked up the small hammer on the podium and tapped twice on the wooden hammer seat.

This little hammer is engraved with some kind of low-level sound spell, which can shock people's mind. Although the sound is not particularly loud, the hall suddenly quieted down.

"Quiet! Gentlemen, be quiet! Mr. Bauer, please continue."

The alchemist Bauer rubbed his garlic-sized red nose. Speaking loudly:

"I’m here today, not only on behalf of Adran, but also on behalf of the Holy Roman League and the Free Cities Alliance, to issue a strong protest to the Ailand alchemist Association!

We Protest against the Ailand alchemist association and the Franz alchemist association using the power of the pan-continent association to openly support the war launched by the Ailand empire!

You are using it for private use! You are holding the entire world again! Alchemist’s hard work to fund those war criminals and aggressors!

We protest! We strongly protest!"

At this time, the entire venue was like a pot fried, and everyone present knew it. , Now the war in the middle of the continent is in full swing.

The alliance of Ailand and Franz is progressing on the eastern front in triumphant, while the northern front is scared witless by the Adrians.

Three marshals of the Franz Empire on the northern front have been changed. Not long ago, they used the new artificial stone invention to build an invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable line of defense in Marche Castle, making The northern front was stabilized.

The eastern front also fell into a short stop due to the cold weather in the northeast...

Several gentlemen stood up on the seats in the east, and they turned back and sneered at Bauer’s nose. , Cursing loudly for disrupting the order of the venue.

And several alchemist around Bauer also got up and scolded.

Those alchemists in the middle were laughed at the show and some were whispering.

The whole venue was in a mess.

Sir Klein ignored the chaotic venue for the time being. He turned around and looked towards one of the red robes behind him.

The man is a Little Old Man with wrinkles and freckles, but his aquiline nose makes people think he is not to be trifled with.

He left the table and walked to the old man, and said in a low voice:

"Christian count! What do you mean?"

The old man shrugged helplessly and said:

"I have nothing to do. If I continue to stop them, they will expel my old fogey from the Kingdom of Adran..."

"Don't forget your duty! The share needed for the ceremony this time hasn't been collected yet!

If everyone's good deeds are broken this time, the ceremony will not have your share!"

Sir Klein’s glasses are glowing with cold light.

Several red robes on the side looked towards here, nodded.

"Don't look at me, I need the least share. Who makes you old guys need more and more to get to the point where they are today!

Otherwise, the war will be long. It's over!"

Christian old man helplessly said.

"Stop talking cold words! Sooner or later you will have such a day!

Also, none of you here can run away. We must all go outside!"

Sir Klein's gnashing teeth whispered.

Several people who saw red robe were nodded, and he continued quietly:

"Okay, this time I will deal with it. Fortunately, the spoiler Howard did not come. We can Don't worry a lot..."

He turned around and walked to the podium, took the gavel and knocked fiercely a few times.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Sir Klein shouted according to another rune of the amplified array. Although the sound was not loud, it penetrated everyone's eardrums. , Pierced everyone's mind.

The venue finally became quiet.

Standing up to the two scolding parties also stopped arguing.

Sir Klein said:

"Now, please sit down some of you who have stood up, I will explain to everyone..."

The one in the east A few took the lead in sitting down. The few people in the west who looked angry and sat down in dissatisfaction.

"Gentlemen, our pan-continent alchemist association, please note that it is an association! It is just a coordinating organization!

Our association headquarters has not charged any alchemist individual even a penny Membership fee!

The membership fee of the Alchemist Association is issued by the Magic Guild Association!

Although we say that alchemy has no borders! Alchemist has a nationality!

It is right for our national associations to support our own wars!

But I promise here! Our Ailand Empire Alchemist Association and Franz Empire Alchemist Association did not use the slightest bit of the Association to help Either side of the war!"

Speaking of which, the red robe who represented the Franz Empire behind him also stood up to everyone nodded and expressed his support for Sir Klein.

And Mr. Bauer in the audience stood up and shouted:

"What you said is high-sounding, may I ask the Secretary-General, who can prove it? Who can prove that what you say is true Of?"

"I'll prove it!"

The old Christian Count got up and said:

"Bauer, you are from Adran Pride is my favorite successor. You should believe me, old fogey, right?

I am not only a member of the alchemist committee, but also an aristocrat who is canonized by King Your Majesty,

You never think that my old bones will betray your own motherland, do you?"

Ball, who was like a brown bear, went silent for a moment. He whispered:

"Old ...Teacher, how...I believe you!" Just when Mr. Ball wanted to sit down, Sir Klein's secretary, Mr. Carter, hurriedly walked to the rostrum.

He approached Sir Klein and whispered a few words in a low voice. The old Sir asked in surprise:

"Are you sure?"

He didn't Turn off the PA array, and the sound will spread throughout the audience.

Under everyone’s surprised eyes, Sir Klein said in a deep voice:

"Now we announce an urgent and unfortunate news:

We Dear pan-continent alchemist association members,

warrior who made immortal achievements for the association,

titled alchemist-the poisonous Lord Howard has unfortunately passed away!

Now please stand up and observe 3 minutes of silence!"