Abe the Wizard

“No, Master Bennett, in your capacity, we will send your magic gold card to your house as soon as possible tomorrow.” The female elf received a bow and said.

“I have a batch of 'shampoo' and ‘moisturizer' to sell with the help of the guild, who should I look for?” Abel may have bought a lot of material from the Alchemist's Guild recently, so it is necessary to have a good relationship with the Guild, especially among the Pokémon, where female Pokémon have a high proportion of alchemists, his two kinds of alchemists, and he knows very well that he is targeting women, and if he doesn't provide some, he may have some bad reviews in the Guild.

“Master Bennett, do you mean to sell ‘lotion' and ‘moisturizer'?” The voice of female elf reception has changed somewhat, as an internal member of the Guild, but knowing that the Guild has decided that if Master Bennett sends the first ‘lotion’ and ‘moisturizer', the works will be digested inside the Guild, which means that members of the Guild like her will have the opportunity to obtain it, that's why they are so excited.

“Yes, thirty bottles of ‘Shampoo' and ‘Shampoo' each!” Abel nodded for sure.

“Master Bennett, I'm taking you to see Dorothy Alchemist, please follow me!” The female elf received a bow and made a courtesy statement.

Abel followed the female elf to a carved flower door by the lobby, and the female elf bowed down to make a wait, and went in to inform her that Abel could hear the excitement outside the door.

“Master Bennett, my name is Dorothy. Please come in!” A female alchemist in an alchemy robe bowed down and said with regret that she was followed by a female elf.

Entering the gate, inside is a standard office, just a few more hanging paintings and decorations that women like than the average office, you can see that Dorothy Alchemist is a very lifelike elf.

“Master Bennett, your work keeps all the used Pokémon in sight, and we thank you very much for your trust in the Guild, and we will buy this work at the highest price!” Although the tone of Dorothy's alchemist is strong and calm, she can still feel that irresistible excitement...

She was one of the few who knew the final results of Abernathy's two bottles of ‘Skin Wash' and 'Shampoo' sent for review, and because Abernathy's gifts had already been received by the senior alchemists who had been audited at the time, the two bottles of drugs that had been tested and used up were left in the Guild and obtained by the Guild's most powerful female intermediate alchemist.

And this female intermediate alchemist came the next day to the Alchemy Guild and caused the sensation that Abel's work immediately became the alchemy that all Guild female Pokémon crave. Now the opportunity is at hand, of course, to acquire it at the highest price. They are not bad for gold coins, and the long life span of the Pokémon makes their wealth immense.

“Dorothy Alchemist, this is thirty bottles of 'Skin Wash', this is thirty bottles of 'Moisturizer' because my Magic Gold Card is not processed properly, so please settle the money with me in material form, this is what I need!” Abel took sixty bottles of alchemy flashing a blue light arc out of his space bag and placed it on his desk, and took out another parchment paper, he said.

“Of course, Master Bennett, you are free to decide how to pay, because there may be a lot of material, and I will arrange for it to be delivered to your house tomorrow!” Dorothy Alchemist bowed down.

Dorothy Alchemist sees the space bag in Abel's waist, and she knows how big the space bag is, in a cubic space, there's not much material to store, and all sixty bottles of medicine are replaced with material, and that's going to be amazing.

Determining that the Magic Gold Card and the materials needed will arrive tomorrow, Abel sat in the black wind and left the Alchemist Guild satisfied, and many elves watched the dark wind ride beneath him as he went outside of Anjost City.

By the time he walked a block, Abel's inspiration had felt a special gaze of attention, and he looked up without seeing the owner of that gaze, after which he sensed that someone was following him.

The city of Anjost is not accelerating at will, and Abel doesn't want to leave the followers behind. He hasn't been able to find anyone to retaliate against since the last attack. Now that someone has come forward, it's a good time for him to be angry.

At the gates of the city of Anjost, the emblem of the Lord on Abel's chest worked, and he left the city directly from the noble passage, out of the city, and let the black wind run a little, without acceleration, because the black wind was so fast that if it accelerated, there might not be any creature on land that could catch up to it.

After walking through a huge tree wall and walking about five miles out, the black wind stopped and stood quietly on a lawn.

Abel's inspiration was that he was surrounded at this time, and the surrounding breath told him that the people surrounding him were still in control.

“Come out!” Abel sipped.

“Why didn't you run away?” A familiar voice came, and it was so loud that it seemed to vibrate the surrounding air.

Around Abel, there were six dwarves riding a giant mountain armor, all acquaintances of Abel, the six Brothers of Bolton, who had just spoken to Boston.

“Surround me, don't let him run away, touch my Bernie Gough brother's ride, grab him and let him tell me how he got my brother's ride!” Bernie, sitting obliquely on the tray goat, screamed and appeared next to Boss Bolton.

Abel didn't talk, he just looked at Bernie in a weird way. What a waste of his heart. He thought he would lead out those dark elves who attacked him. Who knew how to draw out these old friends?

“Yo, lord, don't say you're a lord or a duke, but tell me what you did to my brother.” Bernie sees the Lord's badge on Abel's chest, his face changes, and moving a Lord Pokémon on the Pokémon's soil is definitely a very sensitive thing, and it may cause a clash between the Pokémon and the Dwarves.

But his eyes fell on the black wind, and once again he was resolute, spending many days with the black wind, and he couldn't go wrong, which is the black wind, apart from being bigger than the average wolf, and more spiritual than the average wolf.

“Black wind, black wind!” Bernie was a little uncomfortable yelling at the black wind again, trying to make sure it wasn't.

The black wind looked at Bernie a little strangely, didn't understand what to do, it just looked back at Bernie with questionable eyes humanely, just this one gave Bernie 100% certainty, that's the black wind, and only the black wind would have that look.

“Whatever Lord, grab him!” Bernie was sure it was the black wind and yelled again.

“Young Master Bernie, his medal seems to be the Master of Alchemy!” Boston swept another medal from Abel's eyes and said softly to Bernie.

“Whatever he is, grab him and find out where Abel is. Do it gently!” Bernie's voice was slightly lighter, but his attitude was resolute. He just asked for it to be lighter. He was a master of alchemy. What really happened was that it was no ordinary trouble. It would be a big trouble.

At this point Bernie's stubbornness as a dwarf is completely revealed, even if he knows who he is.

“Bernie, what brings you to Anjoust City?” Abel looked at Bernie, who was constantly changing his color, helplessly asking.

At this point, he knew that Bernie was unable to preserve his current identity, but he still trusted Bernie very much, and the six Brothers were Bernie's bodyguards, all based on Bernie's attitude, so long as Bernie could keep a secret, nothing would go wrong.

“You're Abel!” Bernie looked at the unfamiliar elf in front of him and greeted him with a familiar attitude, shocked to look again closely at the elf in front of him and shouted incredibly.

“Bernie, who do you think drives the black wind besides me?” Abel knew the reason for the identity exposure and couldn't help but pat the black wind around his neck and laugh.

“My god, you are a true elf now, my eyes can't be wrong, even if I am wrong, but Bolton is a knight, his eyes can't be wrong!” Bernie had the urge to rush forward and rip Abel's face off, he yelled.