Law of the Devil

Because the number of words in this chapter is relatively long, the writing is slow. It's a bit late. Thank you ~

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The qualifications of magic pharmacists are relatively simple compared to those of authentic magicians. Though always regarded as a genuine magician qualification, the identity of a pharmacist is never so embarrassing. In the magician's circle, pharmacists are the foundation of many magics. It can be said that while most people are less likely to see magic pharmacists, it is undeniable that pharmacology plays a fundamental role in many magic studies.

Dewey, he first came into contact with magic when he was young, starting with magic pharmacology. After years of learning pharmacology, Dewey has acutely identified the biggest symptoms of bias against the Magical Pharmacist newspaper in the world!

In his view, the greatest mistake of magicians in the world was that pharmacists should not be treated as an independent profession separate from magicians in the general sense!

Pharmacology is the foundation of many magic theories, its role is important and cannot be ignored, but if it is a separate profession, its practical utility will appear very chicken ribbed.

It's like all finance experts must be proficient in mathematics, and the most basic raw foundation of mathematics is just multiplication and subtraction… but there's absolutely no need to classify "multiplication and subtraction” as a separate profession!

In this case, Dewey, though he knows it, now it seems that the rule is empty, and he's drilled!

Moreover, unlike the many levels of authentic magicians, magic pharmacists are not graded. At the district level, if you take the exam, you are a magic pharmacist and are nominally recognized as a magician.

Most importantly, magic pharmacists, because they have not always been valued, are stricter than the formal magic grade assessment, which is a difference between heaven and earth.

“You, Lord Dewey, are you really going to take the magician's exam?” Jacob Doug seems to have some hard time believing his ears: “But...”

“Nothing, though.” Dewey interrupted the President's words just in time. His expression was filled with piety like a martyr. It is undeniable that his performance was in place. He was not too busy, but full of a sense of cohesion and mission, which compelled him to show a little respect for this brilliant magician.

“Magic pharmacists are likewise recognized as magicians. That's enough for me. And my teacher taught me to get out of a magical path that belongs to me. It seems to me that Teacher Gandhoff, and many of his other disciples, have achieved remarkable achievements in the traditional magic field. In this regard, I have no intention of looting more beauty than my predecessors. As a disciple of Master Gandalf, I do not want to look up to the light of many of my brothers. For me, a first-degree magician is still a nine-level magician, and it's just a title. Title, given by others, also shown to others... I don't need these, what I need is to challenge myself and acknowledge myself! ”

This statement is implicitly accompanied by the arrogance of one of the most powerful men on the continent!

Indeed, in terms of his brilliant performance, he seems to be qualified to say such “crazy things”. After all, the so-called first or ninth level may be important for ordinary masters, but for the most powerful people on the continent, it really can only be a floating cloud!

Have you ever seen a saint foolishly run to the knight's club to claim the title of "saint”? Of course not! People naturally have mastery. For example, Hussein, for example, Rodriguez, a strong man, even if he doesn't go to some knight's association for the rest of his life to get a grade 10 knight's badge, but everyone knows that he's a saint!

The only difference is that the strong are really qualified to do something like this.

And Dewey, it's just blowing in the air with the "master” sign.

Aren't you going to test my true standards? Aren't you going to poke my "super expert” fake face? I'll give you the opposite! I won't take the eighth or ninth grade! I'd rather choose a magic pharmacist than a first-degree magician!

In this way, no one can really see Dewey's power!

And Dewey's pronouncement, the sub line is: I can't even see what level eight nine is. Just grab a brand of pharmacist, with magician qualifications, it's enough! I need to know my strength, and I don't have to announce it to the world like a vulgar.

Even those who are foolish will not foolishly think that this brilliant teenager who magnifies the plaza has only the true strength of a magic pharmacist. Anyone with a little bit of basic intelligence will think: this young duke is famous as shit... very human style!

Chairman Jacob Doug was struck by this strange trick by Duvi. He had calculated for a long time that he felt that Duvi had been forced into no retreat by himself. The only result was to fade away the halo of the "super expert” in good faith under the wise eyes of several major magicians of the Magic Union, and then listen honestly to his decorations in order to preserve his face.

And now the last thing Chairman Yagodoug regrets in his heart is: Why didn't I use my powers earlier to pass a decree banning the profession of magic pharmacist!!

“I object.” The Leonid magician with the face of a debtor looked at the President's language plug - obviously, the Leonid magician, a faction of President Yagodoug, who knew exactly what was inside and why in this operation against the magical hierarchy of Dewey.

His pale face revealed a slight shadow and then looked at Dewey, silently: “I personally disagree with your request, Lord Dewey, as the ninth magician of the Magic Union, the chief elder of the union examination. ”

Dewey didn't speak, looked at the guy quietly, waiting for him to come down, and he had already entered the Yago Doug faction in his heart.

“Don't forget who you are.” The excuse Leonid found was entirely in Dewey's expectations, "he said." You are Master Gandhoff's last disciple! Master Gandorf is the greatest magician alive in Roland and the first magician of the prestigious Gestapo! More importantly, Master Gandalf is also the spiritual leader of the Magic Union, which, although in the Magic Union, has always been proud to have such a distinguished mentor. His prestige involves a lot of key things. To put it this way: if the prestige of Master Gandhoff is compromised, it is almost equivalent to the prestige of the Magic Union being compromised. And the erosion of the prestige of the Magic Union is a loss to the entire continent's magical civilization! ”

Dewey didn't speak.

Leonid looked at the juvenile duke uncontroversially and relieved himself and continued to press on: “None of the disciples received throughout the life of Master Gandhoff has since become outstanding magicians. More so than the magician Ernest, who was present at this moment, and the young magician brought by Master Gandhoff a few years ago. It can be said that Master Gandorf has nurtured and contributed countless talents to the magical world of this continent. Now it is your turn, Lord Dewey, to understand that, as Master Gandhoff's disciple, many things are beyond your will. Every move you make has to do with Master Gandalf's reputation! Now, a lot of people are watching you, calling you the most talented young magician of all time. And if you refuse to take the magic level test in this case, you choose… the pharmacist! Don't you think it would cause a lot of people to feel seriously disappointed that you're expecting a lot from them? Think further, there are a lot of bad associations that people might think we magicians treat you unfairly, for example. Or someone might think it was Master Gandolf who taught his disciples too badly! ”

Humph!

Dewey grinned in the heart.

Really so!

If you can't see the shadows, you'll have fun with me!

Humph...

But can Dewey, who has the memory of two generations, be bound by this little flower trick?

Speaking of shady men, Dewey would never have to gamble in this regard. His routine is actually simple:

If someone treats themselves with despicability, I will fight back with nobility! If someone treats themselves with nobility, I'll fight back with despicability!

“Master Leonid.” Dewey responded with no courtesy: “I have to say… you are an elder with many years of reputation in the Magic Union, but I very much doubt that! I think your words themselves have seriously undermined the dignity of the Magic Union! ”

“... what did you say?!” Leonid's face showed a little anger, and in his capacity, in the Magic Union, which magician dared to talk to him like that, accusing him face to face, didn't he?

Dewey doesn't care. Anyway, he's already identified this guy as his opponent, so he doesn't care if the language offends each other.

“First, Master Leonid! I must remind you that in your words you have severely degraded the profession of magic pharmacist! I think it's a very unjust and unfair argument! God Almighty, I really can't imagine this coming out of the mouth of an old man famous for his' justice and harshness' in the Magic Union!” Dewey had an exaggerated and surprised look on his face with a hint of sadness and a close eye on Leonid: “As an elder of the Magic Union, can you ignore the decree of the Magic Union! Or I need to remind you that the decree of the Magic Union clearly states that a Magic Pharmacist possesses the equivalent of a Mage! This is publicly proclaimed and acknowledged by the decree of the Magic Union! As an elder of a magic union, can you freely deny the decree of a magic union on such occasions? I have to regret this because I personally believe that it is a naked… naked ‘occupational discrimination’!! It is hard to imagine that any dignified magician should not have the idea of an unwitting trade union ordinance, nor should he ever have this discriminatory view of his colleagues! Master Leonid, I deeply regret what you have said, and I will protest against you on my own behalf on behalf of the entire group of magic pharmacists! ”

The scene was completely unexpected by several old men when Dewey was speaking out loud against the elder of the magic union. You're welcome. Dewey, who lives in her own home, suddenly changed her face.

Looking at Leonid holding his breath, Dewey laughed in his heart: Hmm, didn't you sing a high note to me? Who wouldn't? Who won't go online, this hand, I'm much more skilled than you!

In a few words, a big hat of occupational discrimination was held directly to Leonid's head, making Leonid look more and more frightening, and his beard shivered. If it wasn't for the presence of Mr. Chairman, Leonid really couldn't help but want to teach this boy a lesson about the heavens and the earth!

“And!” Dewey hasn't finished speaking yet!

It seems that today he will not halve the anger of this old debtor-like man. Dewey turns around and no longer looks at Leonid, but at Lord Jacob Doug * * * * *. Let me be clear, is this Master Leonid's rebuttal of my will the official position of the Magic Union? Or is it just him? ”

Jacob Doug hesitated for a moment and looked at his teammate Leonid: “This...”

“Freedom!”

Dewey suddenly threw out such a word, and his words were resolute and resolute, forcing several old guys to move.

“Remember, even if the Magic Union is the core organization of magicians on the mainland, it does not have the power to blatantly violate the personal will and freedom of a magician! If I recall correctly, there does not seem to be a mandatory level of magician examination in the ordinance of the Magic Union? Any magician is free to choose the goals and levels he wants to challenge according to his will! Every magician has the freedom to choose his or her own field of magic research according to his or her wishes! Has the Magic Union now become a closed and rigid organization that can freely take precedence over the personal freedom of all magicians? ”

The last sentence gave Chairman Yagodoug an eyebrow and sighed: "Please pay attention to your words, Lord Dewey! ”

“Okay.” Dewey said, cooperating immediately, knowing the logic of meeting and closing, "I retract my last words, and I am a little emotionally excited. ”

Eriko looked at Dewey, looked at Leonid, who was furious with his white face, looked at the angry union president, and finally looked at Ernes--the one behind his ear who didn't seem to have heard the contents of the quarrel between the two sides, and still looked leisurely outside the swimming area.

So Aliko coughed and said, "Dewey, you don't have to get excited. I think Master Leonid was kind, too. Of course, what he just said, just a suggestion of a personal position, is that the magic union will never take precedence over the freedom of any magician. Don't worry about that. ”

Chairman Jacob Doug took a complex and thoughtful look at Master Eriko and did not speak.

“Well, it turns out this is a 'personal position proposition'.” Dewey laughed as if, but the sense of disdain in the laughter was already obvious. He looked at Leonid and his voice was a little lower: "Excuse me, Master Leonid, are you also a disciple of Teacher Gandhoff? ”

“… not. ”

“Oh, so, are you a colleague of Mr. Gandhoff's? Have you studied magic with him? ”

“… no!” No matter how arrogant Leonid was, he would not dare to compare himself to Gandhof, the first magical mentor of the continent. After all, he could only be a descendant of Gandhof, both in seniority and age. He glanced at Ernesto next to him and quickly added: “When I studied magic, I accepted some of Master Gandhof's points. ”

“Oh...” Dewey looked a lot more and more angry, but his next sentence almost made Leonid jump on the spot.

“The so-called 'absenteeism, not politics’! Master Leonid, since you are not under Teacher Gandorf's door, I would also like to remind you of a ‘personal position'...” Dewey mocked in a gloomy tone: "I won't bother you about our disciples under Gandorf's door! ”

Meaning of the word: you jumped out to refer to the matter of our disciples under Gandorf's door, you are the boss!

Leonid can't stand this. When has he ever suffered this? And still by a junior? The old magician was furious and jumped on the spot. He was about to yell out loud. Yago Doug next to him suddenly sighed and drank: "Enough!! ”

This broken voice made everyone in the room feel at heart.

After all, he is currently the chief leader of the Magic Union, and as Chairman, he still had some deterrence when he sank his face.

Jacob Doug pressed his shady hand against Leonid's shoulder, pressed him back to his seat, and then Mr. Chairman looked at Dewey, with a hint of thought on his face, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed.

That smile smelled like a conspiracy.

“Master Dewey, you're young for something. Looks like there's another genius under Master Gandalf's door! Huh...”

Dewey didn't speak.

“First of all, I would like to state that there is absolutely no occupational discrimination in the magic union in any situation! Everyone must show full respect for all trade union decrees. That is beyond question.” Jacob Doug looked deeply back at Leonid, who was also somewhat dissatisfied with his recklessness.

Although it is a well-established fact to discriminate against magic pharmacists, don't say it publicly! This kind of thing was originally unannounced, but openly said, the meaning is completely different!

“Secondly, I would like to state that the Magic Union fully respects the choices of every magician and that there will never be a situation in which the will of the Union prevails over the freedom of individual choice, and I assure His Excellency the Magistrate of Dewey. We are a free group, not an imperial central government. Magic unions exist to unite the powers of magicians on the continent and serve all magicians, not some emperor's relationship with his sons! ”

Finally, after clarifying these two points, President Yagodoug slowly said: "Master Duvi, in my capacity as union president, I have agreed to your request to allow you to carry out a magic pharmacist qualification examination. ”

Dewey's eyes flashed with satisfaction, but then Jacob Doug added in silence: "However, given your identity, I had to act with caution because of the reputation of the late Master Gandhoff. So I decided that I would give you an additional assessment in addition to the standard procedure assessment for your magic pharmacist. Of course, if you don't want to, you can also refuse this assessment, entirely at your own discretion. ”

“What?”

“I will set an extra standard specifically for you, and as long as you meet this standard, the Magic Union will award you the title of First Magician of the Continent! ”

In one sentence, Jacob Doug sighed in Dewey's heart.

A rebel general!

After all, the chairman is the chairman. He doesn't seem to be able to sit here without the capital and the opportunity.

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Aren't you going to test the magician?

I'll let you take the magic pharmacist! But in the meantime, I got you an extra question for your exam, and you got an extra title for the continent's number one magician. You can't get out, you're still a magician.

Seems fair, but deep down, can't Dewey see it?

The magic pharmacist was chosen to refuse the rank test, to hide his strength in order to skip the rules.

Magical pharmacists are the easiest to test and have officially recognized magician qualifications and are naturally Dewey's “masquerade” preferred.

But when this “add-on" comes out, Dewey can't back down or hide anymore!

Aren't you a good liar? Aren't you going to "open your own path”? Aren't you going to cut the magic pharmacist out of a different magic path?

In that case, I'll satisfy you! And give you a better chance! Make you the first man on the continent to be a magic pharmacist! If you dare not accept this opportunity, then you can only admit that you are blowing the atmosphere!

If Dewey really retreats and dares not accept this additional question, then the seemingly noble remark he just made, as well as the high human style, is hypocritical.

The first title on the continent, even a tall man, can't help but be moved. If you don't feel comfortable with the title, the only explanation is: you're not tall, you're blowing the atmosphere!

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“Play with me.” Dewey laughed in his heart and said out loud: “I accept! ”

“Very well." President Yagodoug's eyes were also resolute.

To be honest, the title of the so-called "First Magic Pharmacist of the Continent” is helpless. After all, even if pharmacists are a chicken rib profession, the continent's number one name is still a little reckless.

Being the president of a trade union in the magic field, Jacob Doug is naturally not an incompetent generation, built on his magic. He also understands that although magic pharmacology is a chicken rib profession, it also occupies an important foundation throughout the magic knowledge system.

Drop a pharmacology continent's number one hat at random, and you're a little reckless. But to keep Dewey at bay, he had to take risks.

“Well, Master Leonid, you are the most experienced magician here, please explain to Master Dewey what the magic pharmacist has to say. ”

Leonid, who hated Dewey now, could not go against the President's will. He hummed without a shadow. His face was shadowed and he was about to speak. Aliko next to him suddenly laughed. “Let me talk. And I think that, speaking of magic pharmacology, this old fellow of mine is probably the most profound in this area. ”

There was no objection to that, after all, Eriko, who had been obsessed with magic experiments his whole life, was indeed the first person in the magic pharmacology union.

The magic pharmacist's assessment is really simple compared to the authentic magician's assessment.

First of all, you just have to be able to recite the 20 basic magic potion formula proposed by the examiner. And at the time of the assessment, several of the most common magic plants and medicines were clearly identified. Then, under the supervision of the assessment facilitator, the complete set of procedures for dispensing the medication while operating (which medication to configure, optional).

Then, as long as you pass through these, then, congratulations, you will be officially qualified as a magic pharmacist.

It's that simple.

With Dewey's cleverness, he studied magic pharmacology from a young age, those basic formulas, let alone recite 20, with his magician's super mental strength, excellent memory, even if he had to recite the entire 300 basic formulas of magic pharmacology, it was no problem!

It is also simple to identify some common magic plants and medicines.

And the whole process of manipulating the dispensing agent, Dewey, can't help it.

Difficult, I'm afraid, in that “extra question”!

Chairman Jacob Doug smiled, seemingly finding Dewey unable to pass the additional question. By then, even if Dewey was given the title of magic pharmacist and spread the word, Dewey did not pass the additional questions, then the high human style created by this kid's heart would be greatly discounted.

“Dewey, this additional question is not hard to understand.” The smile of Jacob Doug disdains Dewey.

It's not hard, it's not!

“All of us here are deep magicians, so as we all know, when magic drugs learn to go deep, they can simulate some magic effects without their own magic abilities and rely entirely on some magic plants and materials configured drugs. Of course, at present, most magic pharmacology can only succeed in simulating some low-level magic. Even if it can simulate intermediate magic, it is Phoenix Horn... Well, I'm afraid Master Eriko has an authoritative voice in this regard. I remember that many years ago, Master Eriko developed a magic potion that was meant to simulate a sort of intermediate-level auxiliary magic, but failed.” Jacob Doug smiled: “In that case, the additional question I put forward is to ask His Highness, Master Dewey, not to use any of his magical powers, but to use pure pharmacology to configure a material that simulates a magic beyond the intermediate level! Any system can be used, and assistive magic can be used, but it must be recognized as intermediate or above. ”

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Despicable old fox!

Dewey laughed in her heart after listening.

Use magic potion to simulate intermediate magic? This is a joke!

Solskaya can extract gunpowder with magic potion and then simulate the lowest level of fireball, which in Dewey's view is already revolutionary subversion and creation! A generation of geniuses! In the field of magic, it already has the meaning of opening up the world!!

But only low-level fireball techniques can be simulated.

Speaking of simulating intermediate magic... look at the entire continent today, no one can do it! It's impossible!

This question by Jacob Doug is extremely difficult indeed. Even Elliot decided that Dewey couldn't do it - because Elliot knew he couldn't do it!

He spent his whole life studying magic experiments and immersed himself in magic pharmacology, which was a trick in the magic union, but he couldn't simulate any magic effects with drugs. Some psychoallergenic drugs may be able to accomplish auxiliary effects, such as magic that replenishes the magician's loss, but these are not real magic.

How easy is it to talk about using drugs to simulate magic?!

“I accept! ”

Dewey answered loudly, changing colors for several old guys at the same time!

Dewey had a bamboo in his chest: “So, let's start with the basic magic pharmacist exam. I wonder which master asked the question first? Need me to recite those 20 basic formulas? ”

“Cough…” Master Eriko coughed continuously, looking at Dewey incredibly, and said, “Sir, I would like to propose that the basic assessment is no longer necessary for Dewey. I've done some magical experiments with him, and I can totally vouch for Dewey's magical pharmacology. Recite basic formulas or identify magical plants, and operating configuration procedures… these things Dewey had done in my lab many times that afternoon. I think we can skip the program and go to the additional assessment. ”

Elliot was curious, too, what kind of potion could Dewey use and what kind of magic could he simulate?

Alec, a lifelong researcher, has been completely inquisitive at this moment.

Dewey was absolutely certain, and he laughed: "Now that I chose the path, I think it's too simple to simulate intermediate magic… Well, I happen to have a study, and I'd like to challenge it directly: to simulate an advanced magic with pharmacology! ”

One word out, everyone is shocked!

“As you all know, my late teacher, Master Gandhoff, is good at a superior magic spell," The Wheel of Time and Space "? It's an advanced magic spell that can reverse space-time with powerful magic power. ”

Dewey just finished, and immediately, several old guys nodded.

Gandalf's "Wheel of Space-Time" magic. These old guys all know.

“Well, I've also developed a formula for a drug that can control time!” Dewey's finished. There's no word!

Luckily I was ready... QQ this guy, this time it helped a lot!

And Dewey touched something out of the storage ring with the strap.

This is something wrapped tightly in a black cloth, which is obviously a flower pot, but I don't know why it's wrapped in such a thick black cloth that I don't seem to dare to see the light.

“It's a flower.” Dewey put this pot on the floor and smiled: “Everyone knows that the phrase ‘flowers are the flowers that bloom for the shortest time. Only in the morning, under the mask, will its flowers bloom briefly, but will soon fade away. So I want to use this to show my experimental results, which is most appropriate. ”

After that, Dewey took out another bottle and gently unscrewed the cap and immediately came out of the bottle with a strange smell.

All of us here are the people who know the goods, and they all smell this, and they don't know how many weird magic potions to use to configure the composite composition.

Even Alex, with his magic potion, smelled only four of them. And more flavors, because they're doped with each other, are already hard to recognize.

What follows is a scene that will never be forgotten, including Eriko, Jacob Doug, Leonid, and Ernesto!

Until Elliot died, he couldn't figure out how this magical pharmacology was made far less than his own kid!

Dewey unraveled the black cloth and revealed the flower pot underneath, which was a flower filled with pods.

As the light shines on it, the flower bones quickly blossom!

But then, Dewey gently tilted the bottle, dropping every drop of liquid into the soil of the flower pot...

It was supposed to fade away immediately, as if a magician had done a timeless spell! That blooming flower is still bright and vibrant... it doesn't look apoptotic at all!

One minute… five minutes… ten minutes…

I don't know how long later, Jacob Doug stared wide-eyed and subconsciously touched the teacup around him, but his hands were cold. Turns out the hot tea had been cold for too long!

But the flowers, as if they were fake, still bloom!

Leonid couldn't help but stand up and walk to the side of the flower pot and look carefully at the flower, but the old magician was carefully identified and had to be disappointed to confirm that it was indeed a flower, the most ordinary flower, which had nothing special in itself!

“How did you do it!” Leonid discolors, stares at Dewey: “Let me see the medicine in your bottle! ”

Instead, Dewey sneered and put away the bottle of medicine, fading away: "Master Leonid, don't you think it's too much to ask for! ”

Leonid immediately plugged.

It is true that such a requirement, even if it is an examination, is absolutely excessive! In the magician field, any magician sees the results of his research as life!

In Leonid's own words, would he tell anyone about the magic spell he studied so hard?

Of course not!

And Dewey...

Under the watchful eye of several archmages, you can be 100% sure that this boy did not perform any magic! He has no magic fluctuations! There is absolutely no magic on this flower, otherwise it is absolutely hidden from the top figures of these magical unions.

But... bias, he did it!

With a bottle of medicine, the moment this flower blossoms, it solidifies?!

Dewey looked at a few dumb old guys and subconsciously patted herself in the pocket, thinking...

Well, luckily I have Youth Fountain!

Of course, in order to conceal the form of the spring itself, Dewey deliberately incorporates some messy magic agent material into it, which neither affects the efficacy of the curing form of the spring itself, nor allows others to see the true face of this “agent".

Long ago, Dewey seemed a little impatient to beat up a debt, looking at Master Jacob Doug * * * * * * * *, can I pass the exam? ”

Yago Doug: “…”

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