Alien world

Chapter 1527 Chapter 161. Crazy Alchemist

The beautiful Gem Bay is located in the western part of Middle-earth, adjacent to the Territory of Franco to the west, the Principality of Montamblelock to the north, and a bunch of small noble knight territories acting as a buffer zone to the east.

After several years of development, Freeport became a well-known port, and Free City was even more famous in Middle-earth. It was prosperous and brightly lit at night, like a city that never sleeps - this was after the arrival of Annan Reeves.

Before that, it was a remote and poor area with a deserted gravel beach.

After all, how can a place where even goblins and ogres don’t want to stay be a good place?

It would be a lie for the surrounding lords to say they were not jealous, but jealousy aside, they did admire Annan Reeves, the champion warlock's abilities were not limited to bed.

In the east of the Gem Bay, among the small forces that stick together, there is a place called Princess Territory. Legend has it that after the Montreal Golden Family came to Middle-earth, an imperial princess led her troops in a bloody battle against alien races here, and died in the defense of the human race. In order to commemorate her, later generations named it Princess Territory.

As to whether it was done to get closer to the empire or it was true, only the lord's ancestors knew.

The relationship between Liberty City and these small forces is pretty good. They used to be on an equal footing, but now Liberty City has grown into an existence that they need to look up to.

Come to think of it, Joan was originally sent here to connect trade routes - it's hard to say that Joan's changes were not affected by the legend of the Princess Territory.

The magic train passes through here, and it can be seen with the naked eye that the attitude of the princess who drank the soup with Annan towards the Free City is getting better and better. The lord is actively discussing the establishment of a station with the Free City.

However, recently, the lord has been troubled by the frequent disappearances in the territory.

For half a month, eight or nine people disappeared in the town. There was no connection between these missing people, from children to women to the elderly, and their movements were very clean. The residents living nearby heard nothing and had no clue.

"My Lord, my Lord——"

The guard rushed in in a panic, and the lord said gloomily: "If you don't have any new clues, don't tell me!"

"A clue..." The guard didn't know if this could be considered a clue: "The missing person this time is a relative of the previous missing person..."

……

"Your husband works for me and helps me a lot."

On the outskirts of the princess' territory, a carriage was driving on a muddy road. In the carriage sat a gray-haired man in wizard robes and a woman.

"Are you serious?" The woman's haggard face was replaced by surprise.

The gray-haired alchemist twirled the magic ring on his index finger: "I am an alchemist, would I lie to you?"

The woman's husband had been missing for several days, and she was heartbroken. Suddenly, the alchemist came to her and said that her husband was fine and that he was working for him. He wanted to take her to find him, and took out the handkerchief she had given to her husband as a keepsake.

She had no reason not to believe it. After all, he was an alchemist. Why would he lie to a commoner like her?

"I...Charlie is just an ordinary person, how can I help you?"

"You are too self-deprecating, ma'am. Your husband has accelerated my research progress a lot..."

The carriage slowed down and stopped in front of a large farm house in the suburbs.

"Ma'am, you will be able to see him soon."

The woman followed the gray-haired alchemist out of the carriage. There were puppets busy moving things around in the yard. Although there were no living people, she felt more relaxed after confirming the alchemist's identity.

It seems that my husband is really here...

"Are you thirsty?"

The gray-haired alchemist asked after entering the big house.

"I'm not thirsty."

The woman wanted to deny it, but a puppet came over with a glass of water and a mirror. The gray-haired alchemist said, "It will be a headache to explain to your husband how haggard you look." Looking at her face in the mirror, the woman picked up the glass of water and took two sips.

The gray-haired alchemist nodded with satisfaction and led her into the basement. He pointed to a scale in front of the entrance and said, "Please stand here. I need to weigh you."

The woman did as she was told, and the gray-haired alchemist opened an iron door: "Please come in."

"my husband……"

"He's in there."

"Oh……"

There was no light behind the door, and the woman felt a little uneasy, but her concern for her husband suppressed her inner fear.

Bang!
The door behind him suddenly closed, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The woman's heart was instantly gripped by fear, and then the surroundings became bright again, allowing her to see her surroundings clearly.

This was a closed room, with only a large window besides the door behind him. The gray-haired alchemist was standing outside the window, looking at him.

She ran to the door and knocked on it, then asked in panic, "Master Alchemist, what are you doing? And what about my husband? Where is he?"

"I told you, you'll see him soon, please stand in that red area."

The woman turned around and looked at the cross that looked like a torture device in the middle of the room.

"No...I don't want to..."

The gray-haired alchemist sighed and cast two spells in succession: a soul-stealing spell that forced the woman to obey orders and walk to the cross, and a magician's hand that tied her hands and legs to the cross.

After doing this, he activated the magic circle in the closed room.

hum-

The room suddenly turned warm, and the heat wave instantly made the woman's long hair dry and curly.

The injured woman shook off the effects of the soul-stealing spell and looked up in confusion.

"It's so hot... Master Alchemist... What are you doing? Please stop... Can you stop? It's so... hot... I want to see my husband, where is he... Albert... Save me... Please don't..."

The woman struggled in vain, opening her mouth to gasp, but it was like swallowing fire. Her skin began to be covered with blisters, which popped open, her eyeballs shrunken and cracked, and her cries turned into unrecognizable screams as her throat was burned.

The gray-haired alchemist in front of the window raised his eyes to the light blue runes flashing on the ceiling. The mist evaporating from the woman gathered around the runes, was collected, and flowed out of the closed room along a thin tube, dripping into the bucket beside him.

One drop, two drops, three drops... the drops are dripping faster and faster, gradually forming a line.

The woman on the cross has stopped struggling, but the burning has not stopped. Her body has become more horrible, but the evaporated water mist is extremely pure after condensing.

After a few minutes, the magic circle closed, and a completely dehydrated, emaciated corpse hung on the cross.

Water was no longer dripping from the capillary tube. The golem came over and placed the half-filled bucket on the scale.

The gray-haired alchemist glanced at the number the pointer stopped at, lowered his head and wrote in his notebook while mumbling to himself.

"Unexpectedly, the water content of adult female bodies is also lower than that of men, only less than 50%. This is somewhat counterintuitive. Could it be that the water content of fat is lower than that of muscle? Hmm... It seems that we need to test the water content of different parts of the body next."

The notebook was filled with dense data, including old people, adults, young people, and babies...

(End of this chapter)