Chapter 92 Alchemist Newton
The old man looked at the young men and women in front of him. He did not ignore the leather armor on the two of them and the weapons at hand, but he did not have the slightest expression of fear. Instead, he looked at David with a curious expression on his face. Unusual war hammer.
"My name is Pierre Newton." Pierre Newton sat down by the fire very familiarly, and put the long stick in his hand aside.
David noticed that when the old man let go, the light on the top of the long stick slowly went out, and the surrounding area dimmed a lot in an instant, leaving only the light from the campfire.
"David."
Sharon still did not relax her vigilance, but the other party sat down and put down the long stick. She also stopped the hand reaching for the lance, but only held the shield beside her with her left hand, so that she could make defensive actions in time.
Seeing Pierre Newton looking at her, Sharon smiled and said her name: "Sharon."
Before the other party shows no clear hostility, both Sharon and David will only maintain appropriate vigilance, and will not directly regard them as bad guys.
Even though it was already dark and the weather was quite cold, an old man wandering alone on the road in the wilderness seemed suspicious no matter how you looked...
"Hehe, you two young people don't need to be so nervous, I'm just a very ordinary old man."
"Ordinary old people don't wander around at this time and in this environment." David knew that he couldn't take a good rest today, so he simply boiled hot water to make some tea: "And, the long stick in your hand The weight is not light."
It was not clear from the distance before, but right in front of him now, David noticed that the long stick was actually made of metal. Judging from the sound the old man made when he put down the long stick, the metal long stick was solid.
Not to mention that the stick was still shining, and the old man's confident attitude, anyone with a normal mind can tell that this is not an ordinary person.
"Oh, I've been spotted!" The old man Newton said, since you have already seen through, then I will stop pretending and have a showdown: "That's right, I'm actually an alchemist!"
"Alchemist?" Sharon had a question mark on her face, not because she didn't understand what the word meant, but what she asked was that this old man was the kind of alchemist she knew?
"Yes, alchemist!" Newton misunderstood Sharon's reaction, carefully arranged his hair, beard and collar, and then looked at David: "I have been traveling for many years. Through most of the countries on the mainland, looking for all kinds of unknown and rare materials.”
After speaking, Newton glanced at the hammer in David's hand again.
After seeing the eyes of the old man who claimed to be an alchemist, David understood why the old man came straight to him: this man was attracted by the materials used to make the Hammer of Judgment.
"This time I came to the Tilan Kingdom in the north of the mainland. I have traveled to many places, but this is the first time I have seen such a strange material, so I am here to disturb you two." Newton said in one breath. Come out, wanting to avoid bigger misunderstandings: "So, you two don't have to be so careful with me."
"I feel that I need to be more careful." David held the hammer of judgment. What kind of alchemist wouldn't grab it directly?
The plots of killing people and seizing treasure kept playing in his mind, and David began to think whether he should act first?
"Are you worried that I will **** Ni's weapon?" Newton waved his hands frantically: "I misunderstood, you just need to tell me what material it is made of and where I can find it."
Pierre Newton said that he would look for the original ore, because he also wanted to carefully observe what the environment where this strange mineral was born: "And I won't let you provide information for nothing, I can pay you. "
"Eh?" David was ready to test his newly developed skills: how effective is the Avenger's Hammer in actual combat, but the other party expressed their willingness to pay a reasonable reward, which made the villains he expected to kill and seize treasures rejected After the protagonist was beheaded, the plot of giving out a lot of rewards completely collapsed: "Remuneration?"
"Yes, enough to satisfy you."
Newton's expression of "any price is negotiable" made David wonder if he had met a businessman?
But his mind is clear enough, he is not going to tell this alchemist named Pierre Newton that the Hammer of Judgment in his hand is made of the crystal ore produced only in Winter Village, plus the Made of light cast iron obtained from Xerath.
"Sorry, I got this weapon by accident, and I don't know what material is used?"
"this…"
David felt that this kind of reply was the easiest way to send the other party away, but he didn't expect the old alchemist on the opposite side to be more persistent than he thought.
"How about I pay a reasonable price and you sell me this weapon?" Newton kept his eyes on the Hammer of Judgment, and it was obvious that he really wanted to get this weapon.
"..." David didn't reply this time, but just shook his head, blew on the boiled tea, and took a sip.
The old alchemist wanted to say something else, but suddenly took a few strong sniffs, then glanced at the cup in David's hand, and his eyes sparkled again.
"It's just a forensic technique." Newton was also taken aback, because David's shot was too fast. If the other party hadn't stopped the momentum in time, his brain would inevitably be scattered with the handle. Holding a sacred pink hammer for an intimate contact: "A follower of Lumiere?"
David frowned. The last time he heard this name, it was from the assassin who was suspected to be sent by the Temple.
He suddenly realized that this alchemist, who said he had traveled for many years and been to many countries, seemed to have what he urgently needed—intelligence information!
"These... two are Templars?"
When David raised the hammer, Sharon had already grasped the shield and the lance for the first time, but judging by the current appearance of the other party, how could they be more cautious than the two of them before?
The situation on the field suddenly turned upside down. Pierre Newton, who was originally relaxed and smiling, looked carefully at the two young men with a full face.
"This lady named Sharon is not a follower of the God of Magic, is she?"
Sharon and David glanced at each other, and both noticed that Newton seemed to be more wary of Sharon, until Sharon replied, "No."
"Huh~ That's good." Newton took a long breath and put on a relaxed smile again: "I just said, if it's those guys, they should do it when they hear that I'm an alchemist .”
David was silent. These two short sentences have already revealed a lot of information: the believer of the **** of magic and the temple seem to have a bad relationship with the group of alchemists.
In addition, in such a big environment, the old man in front of him dared to reveal his identity as an alchemist to strangers casually. Is he out of his mind? Or do you feel that you are strong enough and don't care about these troubles?
If the old man named Pierre Newton was bragging before, David thinks it should be the latter possibility.
Although the three of them were still facing each other, the tense atmosphere had dissipated a lot. David even put the Hammer of Judgment beside him instead of holding it in his hand.
"Do you want to study the material of the warhammer in my hand?"
"right."
The topic returned to the beginning again, as if the tense atmosphere just now had never appeared.
After seeing that the two people in front of him were not followers of the God of Magic, Newton picked up the previous words: "Are you willing to sell me the hammer? Believe me, I will definitely pay you what you are satisfied with."
"I'm not going to sell this hammer to you." David thought for a while and made a suggestion: "But you just want to study the materials, and you don't have to get this thing. Am I not mistaken?"
"That's right, you mean..."
"That's right." David picked up the hammer again, and lightly threw it twice in front of Newton: "I can lend you the hammer for research, but you need to follow me."
"Oh, it is indeed a way." Newton touched his chin, thinking seriously about David's suggestion: "Then what about chips? What do you want? Gold? Jewelry? Weapons? Armor?"
David shook his head. He is not interested in those things, and he is not short of those ordinary items: "I hope that in the future, you will be by my side and answer various questions for me."
What he lacks most is the understanding of the world. He was born at the bottom of the remote area, and he has no channels to obtain various information. Originally, Maloney was a good prospect, but now it was hard to count on it, and he didn't dare to ask too many questions.
The one in front of him is a better choice. The other party is not from the Kingdom of Tilan at all. At least he has nothing to do with Iron Tree Fort. He also has some information about other countries. He is exactly the person he needs.
More importantly, if this person is really an enemy, bringing him with him is more reassuring than letting him go to Cold Winter Village.
"Answer the question? You mean to let me be your personal consultant and think tank?" The old alchemist suddenly looked at David curiously: "It's that simple?"
"Yes, it's that simple."
"for how long?"
Hearing that Newton began to inquire about the details of the transaction, David's doubts about this person gradually decreased: "At least a month, whether you only study for one or two days or ten days."
"If I study for more than a month..."
"Then automatically add one month."
Newton stroked his beard and seriously thought about David's suggestion. He looked at the pink Hammer of Judgment, and then at the teacup placed beside him.
"make a deal!"
(end of this chapter)