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Chapter 529 "Spring's Passing"
On top of the stove in the room, a copper kettle was being heated by the fire. From time to time, white steam would come out from the kettle. The gurgling sound of boiling water, coupled with the elegant fragrance in the room, made people feel a little more at ease and comfortable.
Du-Wei saw that the time was right, so he personally brought the copper pot over. In front of him was a small bowl filled with a dark green liquid. That dark green liquid suddenly emitted a strong medicinal aroma, mixed with a faint tea fragrance.
Sighing, Du Wei picked up the small bowl and tested the temperature first. Turning around, he smiled: "Alright, old man, it's time to drink your medicine again."
Behind him, on a soft couch, the ninth level Magician of the Empire's Magician Guild, the famous inventor of magic tools, the old madman feared by all in the guild, Master Alley, was lazily curled up under a blanket.
At this moment, Alley looked haggard and old, not at all like a powerful ninth level expert. Messy hair, pale face, thin outline … … His cheeks were completely flabbergasted, powerless to the point where they drooped. All of this indicates that the old man's life has reached its final stage … …
"Oh, I hate drinking this kind of stuff the most." Alley muttered.
Du Wei came over and personally helped Alley up. After feeding him half a bowl of medicine, he smiled: "Master, did you know? My little brother was much braver than you when he drank this medicine when he was eight years old. "
"Oh, is that so? But I'm already more than one hundred and eight years old." Alley stuck out his tongue in annoyance, seemingly unable to bear the bitter taste of the medicine: "Can your little brother live to my age?"
After saying that, the old man lay down again: "Damn it, why does this medicine taste so bitter … … It smells good, but in my mouth, it's terrible!"
"I'm sorry, old man." Du Wei looked at Alley with a smile: "This is medicine, not honey. If you don't like it, I can get you a piece of candy. "
"Forget it … … I'm old, eating candy isn't good for my teeth." Alley grumbled. In fact, it's only been two years since they last met, but Alley seems to have aged a lot!
Looking at his shriveled cheeks, it's obvious that a lot of his teeth have fallen out … This is very shocking. One must know that three years ago, when he first met this crazy old man, he was still standing in the inner courtyard of the magic union, catching people to do experiments on!
Alley was getting old. He was getting old very quickly, and very weak!
In fact, for a ninth level magician, a hundred years old isn't too old. For example, Master Yiernez, who is a bit older than Alley, but his body is still as healthy as ever.
The reason why Alley became so weak at such an "early" age is because he was too obsessed with the research of magic tools. He spent almost all of his time in the laboratory, carrying out all kinds of dangerous and dangerous experiments.
Over the years, the laboratory has been filled with countless poisonous and harmful potions, gases, and other harmful substances. All of these have seriously corroded Master Alley's health, allowing him to possess great magic power, but it's also unavoidable that he's damaged his body … That's why he's much weaker than other mages.
"Why don't you open the window, boy, today's sun seems to be pretty good." Alley muttered.
Du Wei did as he was told and opened the window. Outside, the sun was shining brightly. In the early spring season, there are already some birds from the south chirping and singing. In the corner of the courtyard, some unknown wildflowers are blooming.
But when he turned around, Du Wei saw that the old man on the couch was shrinking back … …
It's clear that the early spring season isn't that strong, but the weak Alley is already unable to withstand the cold.
Du Wei sighed in his heart, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he walked over and covered the old man with a thick blanket. Looking into Alley's eyes, he said: "Should I push you to the courtyard to have a look?"
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This is a manor outside the capital, one of the properties under Du Wei's name. In fact, even he himself doesn't know how many properties he owns in the capital. It can only be said that Zuckerberg is truly a money making machine. With Zuckerberg's management, Du Wei's business in the capital has grown so much that even Du Wei himself couldn't keep track of it.
This manor is located in the northeast part of the capital, next to the Grand Lan Cang Canal.
The courtyard is built on top of a small hillside. Sitting in the courtyard, the fence in front of him is covered with green vines. Below the hillside is the capital's famous East and West artery, the Grand Lan Cang Canal.
Gazing into the distance, he could see some merchant ships traveling back and forth on the river below his feet. At the shallower part of the river bed, teams of boatmen were pulling the ships with all their might. From afar, he seemed to be able to faintly hear the sounds of horns.
In this early spring morning, under the bright sunshine, everything seemed so lively — except for the old man who was leaning on the soft couch.
Alley quietly looked at the scenery around him.
The mountains, the water, the trees, the flowers, the sunshine … …
The old man's eyes showed a hint of greed, as if he's trying to carve everything into his eyes … …
"I can't get enough of this … …"
Suddenly, Alley muttered such a sentence: "It's strange, I always feel like I can't get enough of these things."
Du Wei laughed: "Then it's very simple. When your body gets better, I'll take you to the northwest. Let's go to the prairie and see the endless green and snowy mountains in the distance. The scenery is very good, you'll like it."
Alley seemed to smile, then he calmly looked at Du Wei: "Well, boy, don't comfort me. I know my body … … Don't forget, a lot of your knowledge in pharmaceutics was taught to you by me. "
As he spoke, the old man struggled to sit up. Then, he bent down slightly and stretched out his skinny fingers, trying to touch the side of the soft bed. A small white wildflower rose from the soil.
The delicate white petals made a strange expression appear on the old man's face.
Du Wei's heart softened. Walking over, he wanted to help the old man pick the flower.
"Don't." Alley suddenly shook his head. Gently pushing away Du Wei's hand, he whispered: "Don't pick it … … Once you pick it, it will die."
The old man's words seemed to carry a hint of complexity. His fingers finally touched the petals. Gently, gently, gently, gently. Touching the petals a few times with his fingertips, there seems to be a faint yearning in his eyes. Then he retracted his fingers and lay down again.
"Just let it live." Alley sighed.
Du Wei felt his eyes getting wet. Coughing, he pretended to turn sideways and quickly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.
At this time, Alley was lying on the couch with his eyes closed: "Boy, you still haven't told me, how did you persuade that old fox Doug to accept your conditions? I didn't expect that in the square, he actually helped you. "
"It's very simple." Du Wei smiled: "That day, I only said three sentences to him. He agreed. "
"What three sentences?"
"Well, the first sentence: The Magician's Guild has always been at odds with the Church, right?"
"Yes, the magicians have always hated those frauds."
"The second sentence: If the Regent inherits the throne, then the Emperor will have to call the Pope 'Godfather'. Is the Magician's Guild willing to see the Church become so arrogant?"
"Well … … Of course not, at least they won't be happy."
"The third sentence: Prince Charlie is willing to take Chairman Doug as his teacher and learn magic knowledge."
Master Alley froze for a moment, then looking at Du Wei's expression, he laughed out loud.
"How interesting! Du Wei! You cunning guy. In this way, the Church's frauds will lose the Emperor's godson, and our Magician's Guild will gain the Emperor's disciple! This is an opportunity for the Magician's Guild to suppress the Church, the old fox won't refuse. "
Alley seriously thought for a moment: "But, if the Royal Family doesn't want the Emperor to be the Pope's godson, then why would they want the Emperor to be the Magician's Guild's disciple?"
"This is different." Du Wei sighed: "The Church's frauds have a desire for power, and the Church always wants to seize more power and influence. But the Magician's Guild is different. The Magician's Guild's ambition isn't big, and the Magicians don't have any desire for worldly power. For the Royal Family, they would rather let the Magician's Guild grow than see the Church become too arrogant. Because the Magician's Guild's only request for power is to guarantee their privilege and status above the law. In addition, the Magician's Guild won't pose any threat to the Royal Family's rule. "
"That's a good idea." Alley smiled, then closed his mouth and no longer talked about this topic.
After a while, the old man closed his eyes and seemed to be drowsy.
Du Wei breathed a sigh of relief. In the medicine he just made for Alley, he added some calming and sleep-inducing ingredients. Old Alley almost couldn't sleep last night ….. The pain was tormenting his nerves!
After many years of corroding his body, the various toxic substances that settled in his body finally broke through a certain critical point. Even a great magician couldn't suppress the rebellion of the various toxins in his body.
Alley's illness is very, very serious! His heart, lungs, and nerves have all been corroded by the toxins, becoming very fragile. Every time the pain flared up, every time he breathed, every time his heart beat, he had to endure unimaginable pain!
But the problem is, Alley, who has a full understanding of magic potions, unexpectedly refused to take the "ice berry"!
The reason is that he wants to keep his mind clear in his last moments!
These days, he's been using every waking moment to organize his life's worth of magic research and writing them down in a book!
Therefore, no matter how painful it was, the old man insisted on not taking the ice berry, which had an analgesic effect! He'd rather let the pain torment his aging body than keep his mind clear.
"Du Wei …"
Just when Du Wei pushed Alley's bed back into the room and was about to quietly leave, Alley suddenly opened his eyes and called out in a slightly muffled voice.
Du Wei immediately leaned over and whispered: "Is there anything else you want me to do?"
"Promise me a few things."
Du Wei sighed and smiled: "You can tell me when you wake up."
Alley smiled weakly: "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep at any time and never wake up again. You and I both know that this kind of thing is very likely to happen. "
Du Wei pursed his lips and didn't answer.
"I've already given you the book I've compiled from my lifetime of research …" Alley sighed: "Help me send it to your magic society … So that more people can share it with you. You're right, a Magician's research should be taken out to benefit more people instead of hiding it in a box and letting it slowly mold. "
"Yes, I'll carefully study your life's worth of research and teach it to more Magicians." Du Wei smiled: "I'll also open a new course in the Magic Academy."
"And … my two apprentices." Alley sighed: "I've already told them that after my death, they'll leave the Magician's Guild and work under you. I'm worried that after my death, they won't have anyone to rely on and Doug will bully them. If they're under you, I'll be relieved. "
"Good, I'll put the two Magicians to good use." Du Wei immediately agreed.
"And …" Alley suddenly tried his best to open his eyes wide and stare at Du Wei. His voice trembled as if he was trying his best to maintain his consciousness: "I know … the Magician's Guild is too conservative. But I hope you understand that many conservative Magicians aren't bad people, they're just too rigid with tradition. So, even if the Magician's Guild in the future … Maybe they'll go against you, but for my sake, please don't make things too difficult for the Magician's Guild … After all, your teacher Gandorf and I both came from the Magician's Guild. If … If in the future, you and the Magician's Guild get into a fierce conflict. Boy, I know you're powerful, but I'm worried that one day with your ability, you'll be able to completely erase this ancient Magician's Guild from the face of the continent. But I beg you … I beg you to promise me one thing! "
"I …" Du Wei immediately understood the pleading in Alley's eyes, so he didn't hesitate to make a promise: "I promise you! Even if the worst comes, I'll make sure that the Magician's Guild continues to exist! I'll make sure to give it a way out. "
Alley showed a relieved smile, then he lay down and closed his eyes.
When Du Wei was about to leave, Alley called out again: "Du Wei."
Du Wei smiled: "Well, old man, you should sleep well. If there's anything else, you can tell me at night."
"No, I think it's better to tell you." On Alley's old face, there's a childish smile on his face: "I still have one last wish, it's about myself."
Du Wei nodded with a gentle smile: "Well, say it, I'll definitely help you complete it."
"Uh …" The old man's smile suddenly became a bit shy: "Actually, I also have my vanity … The Magic Academy you founded, the statue of Master Gandorf was placed in the first position of the corridor … You said that as long as I'm willing to contribute my own magic research, then I'll also have the opportunity to be made into a statue and placed behind Master Gandorf, right?"
Du Wei froze for a moment, he didn't expect this open-minded old man to have such a childish side. Smiling: "Don't worry Master, you've made so many contributions to the Magic Academy, you've even contributed your life's work … I promise you, your statue will be placed in the second position of the corridor!"
"Haha, I'm very happy." Alley finally closed his eyes: "I've been busy with research all my life, unfortunately I didn't have the time to accept too many apprentices. There are only two good-for-nothings who didn't learn much from me. But after I die, I'll be able to put my life's work into the Magic Academy so that more magicians can learn from me. Those juniors, although none of them will call me teacher, but with my statue placed there, everyone knows that they are learning from me, Old Alley … Haha, I'm very happy! "
The old man seemed to be tired, he gently waved his hand: "Well, get out of here kid, I'm going to sleep …"
"Well, I'll bring you your favorite pecan in the evening." Du Wei whispered with a smile. Then he watched the old man close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep. His breathing was calm, just like a sleeping child.
Du Wei's eyes were very gentle, then he gently left the room and closed the door.
"Master Alley is asleep …"
And just as he guessed.
This time, he didn't wake up …
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Roland Empire's 965 Spring, the continent's Magician's Guild's 9th level Archmage, Master Alley, died of illness in his sleep. He died peacefully, with a satisfied smile on his face. That was because he had already entrusted all his wishes to the brat he trusted.
He left without regrets.
The death of a magician who immersed himself in magic research didn't cause a big reaction because compared to Gandorf, his fame wasn't that big. Among the common people, only a few knew the name of this great magician who hid in the Magician's Guild's tower all year round.
However, this great magician left behind countless precious legacies for the continent!
He had spent his entire life researching the crafting of all kinds of magic tools and countless inventions. For example … … the flying broom of the Knight's regiment, etc ….
These precious legacies he left behind brought about a huge change in the fate of the continent!
Two days after Master Alley's death, Du Wei arrived at the corridor of the magic academy.
In the corridor, behind the statue of Gandorf, there's a new statue.
Under the sculptor's knife, Master Alley's smiling face is very lifelike, still wearing that dirty old robe with a scruffy beard.
"Master Alley, a 9th level magician on the continent, a grandmaster craftsman. Throughout his life, he made an indelible contribution to the magic civilization of the continent. The precious magic heritage he left behind will illuminate the path of magic for countless generations to come!"
Under the statue, these words were personally written by Du Wei.
Looking at this statue, Du-Wei felt a little sad. Reaching out his hand, he gently stroked Alley's beard and whispered: "Old man, you really are ruthless … … You really are right, you really are sleeping and won't wake up … … But don't worry, your wish, I will do it for you!"
After saying that, Du Wei stood in front of Master Alley's statue for quite a while. Then he tidied up his clothes, respectfully and quietly crossed his hands, and deeply bowed to the statue.
This is a standard Magician's tradition, the posture of a disciple bowing to their teacher!
"Although I didn't really become your disciple, but you taught me a lot of things. Master Alley … …. "
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(Sending off old Master Alley … … This is a 6000 word chapter. In addition, there will be a new chapter tonight.
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