The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

- Thank you, my dear children... Oh, guys, you've really gotten splendid.

Oh, what a strong and warm heart when you say you've had a lot of hard feelings.

Endalgia took a slow look at Sieg, Leonhardt, Mariela, Dick, Nielenberg and each and every person who arrived at the place. After looking around to mercy everyone, Endalgia shifts her gaze to Sieg.

- Those eyes, those beautiful pales that look just like that guy. You've had a particularly hard time.

Of the Spirit, inherit my eyes, my beloved. And my dear children. Let me entrust this to you…….

As Endalgia reached toward Siege, a blackened, dull bead emerged in front of Siege.

"Is this……?

- It's the nucleus of the labyrinth. It is also the crystal of the power of the administrator of the ground vein.

I want to keep an eye on you all the time, but I don't have any more power left.

Therefore give it to the powerful Spirit to the essence of the Holy Tree, which I can succeed.

Now, it will protect this land again when it has been tarnished by demonic temper, but one day it can be purified.

As he sees his loved ones, as he sees his loved ones, Endalgia smiles gently.

The nucleus of the labyrinth is the crystal of the power of the administrator of the earth's veins. I guess Endalgia, which has long been devoured by the Lord of the Labyrinth and continues to shred its existence, is no longer even left with the power to exist as a Spirit.

In the 200 years since the Labyrinth was born, Endalgia, devoured by the Lord of the Labyrinth, continued to endure and wait for this day.

Endalgia, which has protected the land for a long time now than it has been for 200 years.

Will those of us who dwell in this land lose Endalgia, without being able to repay the great grace for that mercy? Our Mother Spirit.

With the nucleus of the labyrinth in his hand, Siegmund looks back at Leonhardt.

There is only one way to save Endalgia. And that comes at a great price, and that decision can only be made to Leonhardt, who succeeds the Schusenwald Border House, which kept fighting and protecting people in the land.

Under Siegmund's gaze, Leonhardt nodded quietly.

"Mariella, I have been sent over 200 years and I am an alchemist......

Save the Spirit Endalgia.

Feed the nucleus of the labyrinth, and now it is time to smelt and give the treasure of alchemy, Elixir. "

Elixir.

Legendary secret medicine. The supreme secret medicine.

The ultimate in healing alchemy, by the way, for all injuries and illnesses.

Its difficulty is so high that no one can reach it, and its ingredients are -.

This Leonhardt, Siege, and Mariella were told by Flaming Sage Frazija just before the expedition.

"I still can't make it for Mariela right now. But we don't have time for this anymore. That's why I'm taking Mariella. Which one of us can't smell it unless this one's here. What? Maybe a little later. Make plenty of potions on the road and you'll probably make it."

Fragments of the ground vein that the Agwinas have been sifting in for over a hundred years. Most of them had already been smelted into premium potions and premium regeneration drugs before the expedition, but the ingredients were still there. Mariella continued to make mana potions and missing potions along with the ingredients of the various potions that "crystallized" during this expedition.

Even if you run out of ground vein shards you brought, use the ground vein shards you got along the way, many, many.

It's just a huge amount of potion that one city has been producing alone for over a hundred years.

After that skilled and endless drilling, did the Alchemist (Mariella) reach the top that no one could reach yet?

However, if the Alchemist (Mariella) had that skill, the legendary potion could not be smelted without the ingredients.

The nucleus of the labyrinth. Crystal of the power of the administrator of the ground vein.

If we could give it to the right and powerful Spirit and pay for the filth, this labyrinth city would be a restful place where demons would not be sent, as it once was in the Kingdom of Endalgia.

And also, if a man gained that power, how much magic could he wield?

Elixir's material is the nucleus of the labyrinth. Using it means nothing more than letting go of immense power the peace of perpetual robbery.

Leonhardt, however, showed little confusion and ordered Mariella to smell Elixir.

"The promised peace is corrupt, and the power that passes is doomed. There is no survival of us every day without drilling. Labyrinth city is our human city. Protect with our hands."

With Leonhardt's determination, Elixir's material labyrinth nucleus was passed from Siege's hand to Mariella.

On both Mariella's hands, the nucleus of the labyrinth stained with black and dirty, yet emitting indelible light.

That seems to symbolize the strength of someone who can't beat any despair.

"This is the nucleus of the labyrinth……. Oh, um..., me......"

After staring at the nucleus of the labyrinth in both palms, Mariella turns to Sieg and Leonhardt. The face is as serious as if you decided to do something.

"Um, I.........,

Elixir yet, I can't make it............!!

"Eh?"

"Yeah!?

Sieg and Leonhardt doubting their ears.

And Mariella, who can say, "What shall I do..."

Although it was Leonhardt who had repeatedly asked himself what to do with the nucleus of the labyrinth and had considered it in twelve minutes, this development did not even envision fine dust.

What are you gonna do?

Always a cool Leonhardt stares at Siegmund with such a face.

I would not have thought that I would be able to reach Elixir in this earthquake, so much so that I could say that I have been caught up in a scattered and unfortunate development until now.

I look back at Leonhardt with a questionable look as to what to do.

Even though it's a silent situation where no one has a word to give back, we know each other's thoughts too well on our faces.

"If we can get to the Lord of the Labyrinth, Mariella can make Elixir, Yo-Yo-Yo-Yo-Yo," was it a mistake to peddle what the drunken sage used to say? I accidentally believed in it because the key point seemed to hold on properly so that I could see through everything in the future, to repeat words and actions that were not always drunk or locomotive.

"Ugh......, it was a mistake to believe what my master said...... After all, the master was just a lokdenashi......"

If this is the case, Mariella can be disappointed too, beside the two confused people, not to peddle what the master says, but to take care of the ground vein shards from the time of the practice when she started making the special potion.

"Ugh, no more, no more. Absolutely, it's Shinobu's fault…………."

Until earlier, the master in Mariella was in a noble sacrificial atmosphere, just a cool brave figure left in the labyrinth 58 hierarchy by himself, but he switches to his usual useless drunkenness.

That recoil is endless because the evaluation of the master at that moment swung off too positively.

It's all negative that everything in this world is because of my master. The tears are going to pour out just because of it.

"Shige's Rockdenassy! Come on! I'll pursue my responsibilities -!

Mariella begins to dish out her master by raising her self to the shelf. It's outrageous to whip the dead. I can't even say this disciple as that master.

At that time.

"I'm Rokudenashi. You idiot apprentice!

"Huh!? Master!?"

Flaming sage Frazija rushed to the bottom of this labyrinth to the great pinch of the labyrinth city with her beloved disciple Mariella.

"Shh, shh, shh! Bubuji!?

Afterwards, Mariella rejoices in the master's safety with too much half a cry of confusion. Although Frazija is burning all over her clothes, she is not seriously injured.

"This is the Sage Hall of Flames. You're safe in that big crowd."

I didn't expect you to survive relative to that large group of dead people and get this far intact. Even Leonhardt is surprised and delighted by Frasija's visit.

"Uh, yes, yes. Mariella needs to calm down a little. No, the majority of the dead were waxed to death, and after a few rounds, Bobo Bobo burned on his own. Because I couldn't breathe, I was evacuating upstairs a little bit, and I was late to come over."

That explains the difficulty in half at once. Indeed the fiery spiritual magic of the wise man of the flame disaster was sobering. I even thought it would make my spine cold in a blast that ran through the hierarchy to the edge.

But quantity is not an insult. I was wondering if a flock of particularly painless dead people would be swallowed up like avalanches in that gap where their magic was cut.

(Dead waxed.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

On top of the large number, they all pushed over a narrow hierarchical staircase, so the flames that reached some of them burned from the next to the next and they were in a fire festival fire state.

"I'm talking about my master anyway, so didn't you send the wind or something up the hierarchy stairs from the top?

"Oh, Mariella, sharp."

The master loves fire magic, and although water magic is perfect, the magic of the wind that stirs up the flames can be used quite well. Master seems to be the one with the magic selection at the center of the firepower, but anyway, they were supplying oxygen at best from the relatively safe upper floors so that the burning dead could burn out exactly. Should a boulder be called a wise man? No. Should I say that the two names "Flaming Disaster" are not Dada? Either way, I don't really feel like praising you.

"I want to celebrate my safety, but I have one problem."

In an air of weakness at once, Leonhardt is a boulder to get back to business.

"Oh, you don't have enough experience with Mariella, do you?

"Master........., you know what?

"Hehe, that's why I'm here. To transfer my entire alchemy experience to Mariella."

"of experience…… transfer?

"Ah. When you tied the line with the vein, you transferred your experience to bring him back out of the vein, didn't you? That's the application. If I were you, I wouldn't be transferable while I was in the flesh, but this place is terribly close to the ground vein. Here, I can give it all to Mariella without restrictions."

Smile. That kind of master.

"Well, but if you do that, the master will have a potion………"

I won't be able to make potions. It was intolerable for Mariella, who had always kept making potions and even found her own existential significance in alchemy.

My master told Mariella to distort her face with such a big deal.

"No, I didn't originally make potions. Because it's hard."

And I answered lightly.

(Yes... That's why my master could only make intermediate...)

Every day, I thought I was a master of alchemy because I was the one who taught all sorts of things, but Frazija, the wise man of the flames, was not just an alchemist, but a multi-master.

"Hi, I get it. Regards, Master."

The master's lack of clapping made him soothe a little, but now he doesn't even have a little time. Even while doing this, Endalgia is diminishing its existence and is about to disappear.

"Yeah. Then take it, Mariela"

My master's hands envelop Mariella's hands with the nucleus of the labyrinth, and my master's forehead hits Mariella's forehead.

"Tell my disciple about my drill, before we guide him."

The transfer of experience was terribly gentle and warm, even though I thought it was painful, like Transcription, which was done many times. At an early age, Mariella was wrapped in something calm and warm, like going home with her master behind her back.

"Done. That's all I can do to Mariella."

"Shit......"

The master is a kind man. He's such a nice guy who drinks, he's young, he's deserted, he can't help bothering people, but he's like Mariella, he puts all his love into a kid who only has a stunt on alchemy.

I take on a bunch of dead people by myself deep in the labyrinth, and they show everyone the way, and it really should be horrible and dangerous, but it takes me off the hook. And this is how they rush to Mariella's pinch at the perfect time.

You know everything, chores can't be anything, they can be clumsy and pee-pee.

So............. So it's no surprise that this happened.

Somehow badly convinced, Mariella shouted to her master like this.

"Shit! Just not enough experience!!!!!