The most shameless alchemist in history

There was a dining table in the room, with silver tableware and silver candlesticks.

Thunder rumbled outside the window; normally, Mira would have been terrified.

For a girl like her, the thing she fears most is thunderstorms.

However, this time she was not afraid at all and felt very calm.

"After you finish eating, go and rest in the bedroom over there," Du Lei said, pointing to the small bedroom after eating a little.

"And what about you, Lord Durrell..." Mira asked, stopping as she ate slowly.

"I have something to do, you go ahead." Du Lei quickly got up and headed towards the small conference room.

“Oh…” Mila nodded, and soon someone came in to clean up the dishes.

She returned to her bedroom, and as she opened the door to go in, she soon saw a stranger enter.

This was a young man who did not appear to be from the inn or the duke's residence.

When he saw himself, he smiled politely and quickly entered the conference room.

"Who is this person? Is he Lord Dure's guest?" She tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"Let's not worry about it too much." She returned to her bedroom, where thunder was still rumbling outside.

But this time, I felt a sense of peace I had never felt before.

The man who entered the conference room was Du Lei's guest, or more precisely, his subordinate.

When Dure was still the inspector general of the Snow Country, he established an intelligence organization called "Raven".

The main members of this intelligence organization are actually students from Maple Leaf University.

Because Dure had been a teacher at Maple Leaf University for a period of time, and due to the various favorable conditions offered by the Snow Country, more and more outstanding talents flocked to Maple Leaf University. As one of the most well-known and popular teachers at Maple Leaf University, Dure was naturally trusted by the students. Therefore, a large number of students joined Raven when it was first established.

However, due to his elite strategy, Du Lei did not recruit many members, less than fifty in total.

But these outstanding students are widely distributed in various countries after graduation.

The young man in front of Du Lei at this moment was one of them.

"Teacher Du Lei." The young man stood in front of Du Lei.

“Sit down, Karen,” Durrell said, gesturing to the seat in front of him.

"Here is the information you requested." The man named Karen handed Dure a document.

Long before Dure arrived in Stormstorm City, he had received a secret letter instructing him to thoroughly investigate intelligence within the city, especially regarding Jester.

After receiving the letter, Karen secretly conducted a detailed investigation and gained a great deal of information.

"You've really gone to a lot of trouble," Du Lei said as he took the documents and looked at them.

“This is all part of my job, but… Teacher, you chose to meet me here. Doesn’t that mean we’ll expose our base in Storm City?” Karen hesitated for a moment before asking.

“You’re right, that’s how you’ve been exposed.” Du Lei nodded.

The entire Wind Whisper Inn was under the watchful eyes of Jester's men. Now that Karen had swaggered into the Wind Whisper Inn, it was impossible for her to escape Jester's eyes and ears. However, even knowing this, Dure still chose to have Karen come to the Wind Whisper Inn to see him.

This left Karen unsure of what Dure was really up to.

“The stronghold in Stormstorm City is no longer necessary. You will leave Stormstorm City in a little while. Here is a new task for you.” Dure handed Karen an envelope containing detailed instructions.

"I understand." Karen nodded gently.

“When you leave, someone will follow you, and someone might even try to intercept you. Do you want me to take care of these troubles for you?” Du Lei asked softly.

"There's no need to trouble you with this, Professor Du Lei. I'll handle it myself," Karen smiled confidently.

"That's good. Be careful. When you get to the destination, someone will meet you. Go ahead." Dure gestured for Karen to leave as soon as possible.

After all, staying here for too long wouldn't be a good thing for Karen.

"Understood." Karen nodded, then left the conference room and exited the Wind Whisper Inn.

Just as Dure had predicted, several shadows followed Karen as she left with her umbrella.

But these people were nothing more than cold corpses in the cold, rainy night.

Dure didn't care about Karen; what he cared about more was the intelligence Karen had gathered during this time.

"This Lord Jester... is quite interesting." After reading the intelligence, Dure placed the document on the candlestick next to him and lit it.

Soon, the document containing detailed intelligence was reduced to ashes by the raging flames.

The heavy rain continued relentlessly.

Heavy rain can cover many things, including footprints.

Even though a large number of guards carrying gunpowder guns were chasing after the animals with hunting dogs in the heavy rain.

However, the scent becomes very faint after being washed away by the heavy rain, making it difficult for even the best hunting dogs to find the trace.

In a dark alley, a figure quickly slipped inside.

A figure also carrying a gun quickly entered a room.

The room was empty, there was nothing there. It was an abandoned house, and there were many similar houses.

This went completely unnoticed in the city of Rainstorm.

There was a pull ring in the room. She pulled the ring open, revealing a hole.

She walked towards the cave entrance and discovered that there was a hidden basement below, a hidden world.

After passing through a corridor, someone was waiting for her ahead.

"No one has noticed you, has anyone?" The man who met her was a burly man, around thirty years old.

"Don't worry, how could those idiots possibly track me down?" She seemed very confident, with a hint of mockery in her words.

“That makes sense, they can’t track you down.” The man thought about it and agreed that she made a lot of sense.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting for you." Led by the man, they walked for a while longer.

They finally stopped in a guarded room, which revealed the intricate underground network of Storm City.

"Mine, how did the mission go?" Inside the room, six people were having a meeting.

Of the six people, five were men and one was a woman, ranging in age from their teens to their forties.

The girl, carrying a large gun that was almost as tall as herself, walked to an empty seat and sat down.

"I almost killed that guy Jester, but someone ruined it. How hateful!" the girl named Mine said resentfully.

She had pigtails and was a real beauty, but her expression was cold.

"Don't be too discouraged. After all, Jester isn't so easy to assassinate. He's currently the most powerful person in the entire Rain Kingdom, and he's surrounded by three King-level experts. Even for us, assassinating him would be very difficult."

A bespectacled, refined-looking man said, "He has a commanding presence, is handsome, and has a strong aura."

He looks more like a scholar than an assassin.

“There should be four by now,” Mine said coldly.

"Oh? Four? How come there's one more?" the man asked curiously.

“He just arrived yesterday. I don’t know where he came from, but he seems to be very close to Jester. I’m afraid he’s just another lackey that Jester hired to help him,” Mine said irritably.

The reason she failed to assassinate Jester was that every time she aimed at him and prepared to fire, she sensed a force locking onto her, and the source of this force was the black-haired, black-eyed man, which made her feel threatened.

Under these circumstances, she had no choice but to withdraw in time; otherwise, let alone assassinating Jester, she herself would likely suffer the consequences.

"That's really troublesome. With another King-level ability user, I'm afraid we won't be able to complete the mission this time," the man said with a sigh.

"Hey, Captain, what are you talking about? We're 'Nightingale,' the most elite assassination squad. We've never failed. How could we possibly stumble in the Land of Rain? Mine, who is this fourth King-level ability user you mentioned? Where is he? I'll take him down tonight." A boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old chuckled and scratched his nose.

At his age, saying such things would seem crazy to others.

Because he's only a teenager. Normally, even the most talented teenagers can only reach the Steel Rank at best. Only a very few can reach the Flame Rank, and those are considered unparalleled geniuses.

Yet this very same young man said he was going to kill a King-level ability user.

What is this if not a huge joke?

However, these words did not surprise or shock any of the people present.

"How would I know where he lives? If you want to kill him, why don't you go find him yourself?" Mine said irritably.

"Alright, stop arguing. I just received news that the plan has changed. We're not going to assassinate Jester for the time being," the man said, waving his hand. As the leader of the Nightingale, he had unquestionable authority.

"What? You're not going to assassinate Jester? Then who are you going to assassinate?" the boy asked, puzzled.

"No assassinations will be carried out. The plan has been changed to seizing the stone tablet," the man said slowly and deliberately.

"Tch, what's the big deal? We're an assassination squad, not a band of thieves. Why would you come looking for us for something like this?" the boy said dismissively.

"This is the employer's request, so don't complain. Make some preparations, and we'll go and seize the stone tablets of the Rain Kingdom tomorrow."

Although the man spoke softly, his words carried an undeniable authority.

"Okay, okay, then I'll do the thief gang's work on the side, and I can kill a few more people while I'm at it, right?" the boy said slowly, yawning.

For him, a mission is meaningless if he can't kill a few people.

"Then everyone go down. We must complete the mission tomorrow and get the stone slab!" the man said firmly.

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900 Days of Glory

It was the rainy season in Storm City, with heavy rain pouring down non-stop, and thunderstorms raging at night.

Dureh trusted Karen completely, since everyone who joined Raven was an elite he had personally selected.

Even if they may not be particularly skilled in combat, each of them possesses a unique talent.

Of course, some people possess two or even more talents, and Karen excels at social skills.

He was able to easily obtain all sorts of information from socialites and ladies at high-society balls.

After all, he is impeccable in both appearance and temperament, and is a very charming man.

Besides being a social butterfly and adept at social interaction, Karen has another talent: marksmanship.

The gun here is a magic-powered gun he made himself. It attacks opponents by using bullets made from magic stones, and its combat power is extremely strong.