Chapter 499: It's time to use your privileges! (1/4)

  Chapter 499 It's time to use the privilege! (14)

  Emperor Capital, Royal Alchemy Association.

  A car came to the gate of the association, and Ian and Isengard walked out of it.

  Ian himself, of course, wants to show his full strength—different from sublimation skills, the younger the genius in alchemy, the better, and it is unimaginable to be a genius. There have been examples of becoming a master at the age of twelve.

  In the final analysis, this subject is almost the same as mathematics. If you know it, you will know it, and if you don’t know it, you won’t. There is no reason to explain or compromise.

  However, this time, he seemed to have encountered a small problem other than the alchemy assessment.

   "Isengard? And Ian."

  A red-gold long-haired figure who Ian just knew, but was an old acquaintance to Isengard, just walked out of the gate of the Royal Alchemy Association.

  Waldo looked up and saw two acquaintances. He was not surprised by the arrival of the two young people, but showed a rather hypocritical smile: "Are you here to participate in the test?"

   "Of course." Isengard frowned slightly: "Waldo, you won't talk nonsense after drinking. I still miss you at that time."

   "That's a pity."

   Another voice came from behind Waldo. It was a young man with curly black hair and golden-green eyes.

Standing behind Waldo, he showed the evil smile typical of a young man in college: "Today's quota is already full, I'm afraid you and this beautiful country knight are making a futile trip, and It's still afternoon, not a time to rest—as a consolation, how about I invite you to have a drink at the Emerald Crown?"

   "My God. Caranthir, are you inviting me to tea?"

   Turning his head and looking at the other party, the blond boy showed a very polite smile: "Maybe this is another way of saying that he wants to ask the chief for his studies? You have learned well, junior, of course I am willing."

  He emphasized the word junior, which made the black-haired aristocrat who was obviously older than Yisen slightly change his complexion, looking a little annoyed.

Ian tilted his head slightly, and he suddenly discovered that Isengard's super-evolved attitude may not only be his attitude towards life, but also his teeth—before he had time to say anything, his friend had already helped him remove all the soft and hard nails. I pushed it back.

   "Look, Ian."

At this moment, Isengard turned his head, and he introduced to Ian with polite aristocratic etiquette: "You should know this. Waldo Noka, if he has not been expelled from the Alchemy Academy, or withdraw his academic certificate If so, he should still be regarded as my classmate, who is now running a family business."

   "And this one is even more powerful, Karanthir Grudin. My junior."

   "Alchemy is only a little worse than mine, and he is a very powerful and talented alchemist."

   "Oh, I forgot to introduce, their family also has the board seat of the Platinum Iridium Workshop, and I have been hired by the Platinum Iridium Workshop as an exception to be in charge of the fifth alchemy laboratory."

   "So in the future, Ian, you may still be his colleague."

   There is no doubt that Isengard's way of speaking is obviously a recent acquisition...or maybe he always had it, but the innocent young man in the past was reluctant to use it, and now he has begun to grow his fangs.

   It's no wonder that Mrs. Ellen is so relieved of her son. It seems that she has also noticed the growth of Isengard after returning from Nanling.

   Not just the ability, but also the interpersonal aspect.

  —at least the aggressiveness has become a lot stronger.

"I see."

   His mind turned sharply, Ian showed a clear expression at this moment, he smiled and extended his hand to the two: "It's a pleasure to meet you two."

   "Mr. Waldo, what a coincidence, the second meeting, but this is the official first time."

   “…It’s a coincidence indeed.”

Because of the sarcasm by Essengarde, he made his face look ugly, but Waldo is indeed a social person. He still smiled and shook hands with Ian normally: "Although I may be late today, I believe that Tomorrow, Ian, you will definitely get a high score, maybe you will get a ranking?"

  This is actually a fact. This time, the qualification examination provided by the Alchemy Academy attracted a large number of alchemists from the surrounding area to the imperial capital for the test. Just around this street, six out of ten people are related to alchemy.

   In this way, it is very normal to limit the number of places per day and test in batches, and Waldo is just casually provoking Esengard, his always conflicted classmate.

And Calanthir has a young heart, he is one year older than Isengard, and he is also an alchemy genius. He became a "student" and has been fighting with Isengard since then, competing with each other.

However, in the latest school year assessment, he lost to Isengard by a very small margin, and the top position immediately went to this young man who was younger than himself—this made Calanthir feel a little uncomfortable up.

  As for the family's board of directors, there is not such a big contradiction. There are differences in normal management issues.

   After all, competition among children may be a good memory in the future, but if it really gets to the top, it won’t look good.

   "Don't be too arrogant, there are many capable alchemists in the imperial capital, even I can't claim to win the ranking."

  The black-haired alchemist was originally reluctant to shake hands with Ian because of Isengard's words.

  But for some reason, because of Ian's face and kind smile, he still felt that he should not be too stingy in front of his competitors, so Calancier still stretched out his hand and shook it reluctantly.

But even so, he still said harshly: "I heard the teacher said about you. The genius recognized by Master Gesai... Well, Master Gesai will definitely not make mistakes, but in the final analysis, Nanling is a wasteland of alchemy. Some basic techniques and theorems, it's best not to have too high expectations!"

   "Besides, this question is quite a test of experience. After all, you are self-taught in the countryside, and you don't usually have the opportunity to make alchemy, right? If you find it too difficult, don't be discouraged!"

  Of course, such ruthless words were a breeze to Ian, and he even felt that the other party was a bit childlike, which made him miss the days when he quarreled with his classmates when he was a child.

  So the white-haired boy only smiled politely: "Achievement is a trivial matter, Mr. Carancier, I am looking forward to working with you in the future."

  As for the fact that the number of candidates for the assessment is already full...

   "Come on, Ian."

  Isengard had already arrived at the gate, he said indifferently: "I believe the examiners don't mind adding an excellent alchemist to the examination today."

  Obviously, he planned to use some of the privileges of nobles and disciples of master alchemists.

   "This..." Waldo obviously didn't think of this—Isengard had never done this before, so he didn't react a bit: "Not so good?"

   "Ethan, how could you do this?" Caranciel frowned, and he accused angrily, "You are abusing your privilege!"

   "Why don't I use it?"

  Isengarde looked at the two of them with the expression of looking at a fool—Ian rarely saw Isengarde showing such an expression—he slightly shook his head and said, "Otherwise? And it's not the two's turn to care."

  He waved his hand, and Ian followed with a smile: "See you later, everyone. Maybe you two don't mind waiting for a while to see how my grades are?"

   "Maybe it may be much better than the two expected?"

  Waldo and Carancier glanced at each other, the former didn't care, while the latter didn't believe it at all—but since Ian has already issued a 'challenge'...if it's a challenge.

  Of course they want to see the end.

  (end of this chapter)