Lighted by Avicenna's lights, the girl subconsciously made an avoidance move. She hadn't seen the sun for too long. Although the light Avicenna was carrying was weak, it was enough to burn her eyes. The closer Avicenna walked, the more painful she seemed and could not communicate at all.

In desperation, Avicenna had to use her sleeve to block the front of the light, and the girl felt a little better. She turned her head slowly, glanced up and down with a blank look, and suddenly grinned:

"Razie...you were also locked up here by Avicenna?"

"Razie?" Avicenna frowned. The member of the Alchemy Academy is still waiting for him in the classroom on the ground, and he did not follow him, so he would not allow him to come. Moreover, he and Razhe are very different in size. If there is any similarity, it is probably only that they are from the Tianfang Empire.

However, the girl seemed to completely treat Avicenna as Razi and sat on the ground and smiled dryly:

"Lazi, your alchemy level is actually okay, but you are not very smart. Don't be angry, remember the Jabir document you studied, the code words about roosters and foxes? You see an illustration next to it, a small circle is drawn without a noticeable point on the fox, and a dot in the center of the circle, and you think the fox refers to gold. Yes, a point in the circle is the symbol of the sun, and in alchemy it does refer to gold. But why don't you think about it, Jabir is not a painter, and that illustration is difficult.

Could it be that Tao was made by Jabir? It was wrong, it was all wrong. An unknown copyist in later generations, who cleverly drew a wrong answer, and led you, a powerful alchemist, astray for more than ten years - hey. But then again, what if you really crack that document? Just compare and think about it carefully, you will find that there are many contradictions in these documents, and I am afraid that it may not be written by the same person..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Avicenna cursed, "Look at who I am!"

Hearing this, the girl put her head forward and looked at Avicenna for a while, looking a little confused: "Not Lazi? Could it be...you are Principal Rupisisa?"

"It's over." Ahmed Gulani muttered from behind, "Avicenna, Paracelsus seems to be crazy by you. Is there any way to cure it?"

"Principal!" the girl suddenly screamed, then raised her feet and reached under Avicenna's nose.

"…What are you doing?"

"I have been rejecting my papers and constantly rejecting my papers. Who do you think you are? I didn't come to the Alchemy Academy to study! You should be the one who wants to be a student, do you understand!"

As he said that, the girl's feet shook under Avicenna's nose a few times.

"But I'm still angry with you now! Wash my feet! After washing it, I'll consider accepting you as my disciple!"

Avicenna pushed away the girl's feet without getting tired of it, and a fierce light appeared in her eyes. The girl's body shook, suddenly hugged her head and shrank her body.

"No!" she cried, "Don't lock me up here again!"

Avicenna sighed: "I think she is useless now, so I'd better give her some fun!"

After saying that, Avicenna's robe floated up, and more than ten silver needles appeared from under the robe, each of which emitted a green light. At this moment, Ahmed Gulani's voice also came from behind: "I conclude that Avicenna's robe does not exist here."

The dozen silver needles suddenly disappeared. Avicenna looked at the little clay man behind him who was disturbing his magic: "Ahmed Gulani, what are you doing?"

Ahmed Gulani pointed to himself and the other four little clay men. The unformed clay face could not show any expression, but from the voice, Ahmed Gulani seemed very angry: "Avicenna, I want to ask you what you are going to do. Don't say that this is a believer in our Abraham Church, now all our lives are maintained on Paracelsus, but are you going to kill her like this?"

"Well, I was just frivolous." Avicenna stopped. "This guy once burned my medical books in front of everyone, and when I heard that I wanted to treat her, I was a little angry."

"She is crazy. This is the cause you plant, and you have to take responsibility for it." Another clay man said, "While forcing other alchemists to perform the steps of human body refining, healed Paracelsus' madness, and took a two-pronged approach to have a higher success rate."

Avicenna turned her head and looked at the girl, sighing: "Okay, then I'll try to cure her."

...

Just when Avicenna met Paracelsus in the sewer, Ella's siege camp also welcomed a sneaky, sneaky messenger.

"The Island Republic is ready to surrender to me?" Ella lifted her eyes from the instrument to the messenger, "Are you sure?"

"Back to the King of Sweden, in fact, Patisipacio - our governor, he did not agree." The messenger said with his head down.

"Then what are you here for this time!"

"Although Pattisipacio is not aware of the current affairs, we feel that it is no longer necessary to consider his opinion." The messenger said, "As long as King of Sweden, you nod your head here, tomorrow morning you will see the wide open gate and the Pattisipacio hanging at the gate."

Only then did Ella realize that the island republic was in internal strife.

Amy had just recovered from a serious illness and had already fallen asleep at Ella's request. Ella decided to deal with this diplomatic incident alone. Although she was anxious to borrow equipment and teachers and students from the Alchemy Academy, if this was revealed in front of the messenger, it would be equivalent to destroying the bargaining chips for negotiation. So she said, "You want to surrender to me, but in fact, I have no reason to accept it, right? I have many powerful magicians here, and even without you, I can capture the city walls within two days. Can you resist it? What are the benefits of accepting your surrender now?"

The messenger stuttered suddenly: "Although that's what you say...but if you attack for a strong attack, there will always be more casualties. We really want to surrender to the King of Sweden. If you have any requirements, you can just ask."

It was the bidding process that Ella liked the most and feared the most. With the lessons of Draguer's shrinkage of one million to 200,000, she decided to be very cautious in dealing with this issue. But when it came to the specific price, she was also worried.

"First of all...Patticus Pachio must die."

“That’s natural.”

"Then you have to give us some war compensation...the amount...that's it..."

Ella began to hesitate. She really had no idea about these numbers. Suddenly, she had a sudden idea and said, "I had decided to loot the place. Since you are so sincere, then take out all your money and share it with me for four or six, and I will agree!"

"Money..." the messenger asked meaningfully, "King of Sweden, are you talking about gold coins?"

"Gold coins! Silver coins! And copper coins! If you have iron coins, you also need iron coins!"

"I understand," the messenger nodded, "that six and four points means...? King of Sweden, do you want four?"

Ella noticed the messenger's expression for a while, and felt that the amount she had raised seemed to be less, so she quickly said, "What are you thinking? Get four!"

"Okay, I'll go back and report it right away."

Looking at the messenger's back, Ella scratched her head: "Why do you feel that he is not in a very difficult situation? Is it less? It should cost 70%?"

However, Ella felt that 70% and 60% were not much different, and it would not be as big as the gap between 200,000 and 1 million.

"Well, you can't be insatiable."
Chapter completed!