Usually, the word "young" did not refer to a person's gender. However, Angor was sure that the "young" person was a man.
The person before him had a head of soft white hair that trailed over her shoulders, gentle facial features, and even a petite figure. No matter how Angor looked at him, he looked like a young girl.
However, as a wizard, Angor could easily tell that this was only a young man who looked like a girl.
Angor looked at the young man in silence. Several seconds later, he cleared his throat and said, "I don't think I should come to see you at this time."
The young man casually picked up the Mithril Compressed Air Gun next to him and pressed it into the boiler a few times. When he saw that more colorful mist was produced, he opened his mouth and replied, "No, this is the right time."
The young man's voice was clear. Anyone who was not deaf could tell that it was a male voice.
Angor rubbed his chin and spoke in a hesitant tone, "You're making witch soup, aren't you?"
The young man looked up proudly. "That's right. It's Lucia's Witch Soup, the real deal."
Angor gave the young man a meaningful look. "If I remember correctly, witch soup can only be made by witches …"
Witch soup … Angor could tell from the name that it was a kind of medicinal soup made by witches.
Witch soup was actually a branch of alchemy, a branch of alchemy. To be more precise, it was a branch of the Gypsy School.
The Gypsy School not only had witch soup, but also fragrances, potions, etc.
Since ancient times, there was a rule that said witch soup could only be made by witches. It wasn't that men couldn't refine it, but it was an unwritten rule that was recognized by the public.
As for the origin of this rule, it had something to do with the school's ideology.
Ideology was like a political game. The extremists fought against each other, while the moderates were stuck in a dilemma. As long as there was no outside force involved, they would not give up.
The fact that the witches had been in control of the Witch's Soup for so many years was a testament to this.
As for why the other wizards did not get involved in this mess?
Because it was too advanced.
The Gypsy School was in a mess. It was just a bunch of technical talents fighting against each other. Most of the supernaturals did not even know the basics of alchemy. How could they possibly get involved?
In short, witch soup was made according to the rules until now. The most important rule was that witch soup could only be made by witches.
As for males wanting to learn how to make witchcraft soup? Sure, I'll change my sex first.
Changing one's gender might seem difficult, but at least it wasn't difficult for Magi. As long as he knew the Transformation Technique, everything would be solved.
This was why he reminded Angor when he saw the young man making the soup while pretending to be a man.
Since you've already changed yourself to look like a woman, why don't you be more decisive and change everything that needs to be changed? You're only half-transformed, and you're only wearing the skin of a woman. That's not right.
"Hmph. Only you and I know what's going on." The young man didn't mind at all. Besides, since you can enter Lucia's workshop, you must have signed a verbal contract, right? "
The young man gave Angor a "you know what I mean" look.
Angor quickly realized what was going on. The verbal agreement of "keeping silent about everything in the workshop after the customer leaves" was meant for this very moment.
The young man continued, "Besides, it won't do me any harm even if you don't follow the contract. It's not like I can't turn into a woman. If someone wants to check me, I'll just do it. "
At this point, the youth revealed that familiar smug expression.
"So you're well prepared. Aren't you afraid of getting caught?" Angor chuckled.
The young man humphed. "Of course. Unless an alchemy alchemist sees me using a man's body to make witchcraft soup."
The young man looked at Angor up and down. "You're not an alchemy alchemist, are you?"
Angor smiled. "Nope."
The young man said, "I knew it. There won't be any big shots in the alchemy world who have nothing better to do and come looking for trouble with me."
Angor quickly added, "I'm not an alchemist, but I'm an alchemist. I know a little about Apothecary … Reformist Apothecary."
The young man's expression changed.
Reformists were one of the major schools of Apothecary. Most importantly of all, the reformists and the Gypsies were often rivals. The Gypsies were more traditional, while the reformists were more liberal. It was difficult for the two to get along. Therefore, whenever there was a conflict of ideas, they would often have a heated argument in the magazines.
Among them, Reformists often targeted Witchcraft Soup. After all, Witchcraft Soup was the most conservative branch of Gypsy schools.
The young man did not expect that he would run into an alchemist of the reformists while he was in disguise because of his laziness!
"Are you serious?" He asked in a trembling voice.
Angor looked at the young man's pale face and the fear in his eyes. "I only know some Reformist potions. Well, I also know how to make some perfumes."
The young man's face finally regained some color after hearing Angor's words. Since Angor knew how to make perfumes, he didn't reject Gypsy schools.
In that case, he would be less likely to be targeted. No way!
He suddenly realized that he had violated a taboo even though he was a member of Gypsy schools.
After a moment of hesitation, the young man gritted his teeth and made up his mind. It's just a transformation! I'll do it! I'll do it right now!
He ran a hand through his hair and summoned mana ripples that covered his body from head to toe.
The ripples only lasted for one second before disappearing.
The young man turned into a petite girl right in front of Angor's eyes.
She tied her hair behind her head with a simple spirit rope, revealing her fair forehead. "You're not going to report me now, are you?" she asked Angor in a helpless tone.
Angor looked at the girl carefully and felt that she wasn't very mature yet. Could it be that her appearance reflected her age?
If that was the case, she would be a genius if she could become a wizard in such a short time.
It was just that he was an immature genius.
"I didn't say I'm going to report you."
"You sure you won't?" The girl raised an eyebrow at Angor.
"Didn't I sign a verbal contract? There's no need to go against your will for something so trivial. "
The girl was still a little doubtful, but she didn't say anything else. She had already transformed anyway.
After transforming, she would be a proper witch! She could make witchcraft soup and join the tea party. No one could stop her!
"I'll take your word for it." She paused a little and continued, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Lucia Didya, the owner of this workshop."
Angor already guessed that her name was Lucia. After all, witchcraft soups were often named after witches. She had clearly said that she was brewing the authentic Lucia Witch Soup, so there was no doubt that she was the 'authentic' Lucia.
But Angor was surprised to see that her family name was "Didya". Starlight Street was a property of the Didya Family.
So, Lucia was actually one of the owners of this Starry Street?
Angor didn't ask the question out loud. Instead, he changed his question. "So you're Buru's master as well?"
It was a question, but Angor's tone was firm.
The reason was that the white-haired, green-eyed young man he saw in the afternoon bore an eighty percent resemblance to this Lucia in front of him.
If Lucia turned back into a male, grew taller, widened her shoulders, and coarse hair, she would look exactly like Buru's master.
Lucia did not deny it. "Yes, I'm Bru's master, Lucia." She nodded.
Lucia emphasized the name 'Lucia'.
Needless to say, when she turned into a woman, she was "Lucia". When she turned into a male, her name was "Lucia".
Angor smiled. "Nice to meet you, Lady Lucia."
Lucia narrowed her eyes and said, "Shouldn't you introduce yourself to a lady who introduced herself first?" Angor's words made Lucia speechless.
"I'm Jon," Angor replied.
"Jon? That's a fake name. "Lucia curled her lips.
Angor didn't deny it. He smiled and didn't say anything.
He didn't mind revealing his real name. However, he was worried that Lucia would be even more terrified than when she learned that he was a reformist alchemist.
Angor was a member of the research department, after all. He had more authority in the alchemy world than a common reformist alchemist.
"Fine. Jon it is." Lucia stretched herself and stood up from the stove. She sat down on a sofa nearby and gestured Angor to join her.
Angor sat down across from her without hesitation.
"I just contacted Buru, so I know why you're here. You're here to become a member, right? "
Angor nodded. "Yes."
"Do you need me to explain to you how Starlight Street works? Also, you have to fulfill your obligations as a member, "Lucia said while carefully observing Angor's every move.
"Obligations?" Angor chuckled. "I'm a member, aren't I? Could it be that the Splendor of the Stars has added other duties recently? "
Lucia stared at him for several seconds before she looked away. "I knew it. Your name is fake," she muttered in a low voice.
Only a Magus from a large organization could know the truth about the Splendor of the Stars. Moreover, it had to be a large Magus organization that could play the role of a "chess player" in the Goman Kingdom. Only then would they know the inside story of the Didyar family.
The red-haired, golden-eyed young man in front of her clearly stated that "membership is an obligation", which meant he knew that becoming a member meant he didn't stand on the same side as the Goman King.
Therefore, he must be a member of a major organization. Lucia knew a lot about the wizards in such organizations. Even if there were some hidden wizards, she still knew a thing or two about them.
In any case, Lucia was certain that there wasn't an official Adept named Jon in any large Adept organization.
So the young man in front of her must be using a fake name.
Of course, Angor knew what Lucia was trying to say. But he still chose not to deny or admit it.
"Since you know the rules of Starlight Street's membership, I won't say more." Lucia reached into the emerald earring on her ear and took out a white card that shone with a metallic luster under the light.
"A platinum card?" Angor asked, "I heard that you can only get a platinum card if you spend at least 2,000 magic crystals?"
Angor only opened two soundproof rooms so far, which were just enough to meet the requirements of a Green Bronze card. If you spent 1,000 magic crystals, you would get a Blue Silver card.
And a platinum card was superior to a Blue Silver card.
"Let me correct you. The platinum card costs 1999 magic crystals, not 2000 magic crystals." Lucia continued, "Also, special people get special treatment. You're a wizard who knows alchemy, so a platinum card might be underestimating you. Maybe a Diamond Flash card is more suitable for someone like you. "
The Diamond Flash Card was a membership card that cost 10,000 magic crystals … No, it was a membership card that cost 9,999 magic crystals. It was also the highest level card in the Splendor of Stars.
Angor could tell that Lucia was implying something else.
But he didn't say anything. He only looked at Lucia in silence.
After a moment of silence, Lucia asked in a dry voice, "What do you think about the Diamond Flash card?"
"I don't think so. Your membership cards don't have any benefits apart from showing your level. "
Lucia wagged her index finger in front of Angor's face. "No, no, no. Cards of other levels have the same benefits. The only difference is the surface of the card. Diamond Flash card is different."
Angor didn't say anything. He waited for Lucia to continue.
Angor really didn't know about this. Iron Granny did mention something about the benefits of membership, but she didn't mention anything about the benefits that corresponded to the level of membership.
Lucia: "The VIPs who have the Diamond Flash Card can not only participate in every internal trade fair of the Splendor of Stars caravan, but they can also buy the chance to prophesize the prophecy of Lord Preacher at a cheap price."
Lucia paused and lowered her voice. "It's a secret. I'm only telling you because you're an alchemist."
Preacher's prophecy was very attractive to most wizards, but not to Angor.
Dodoro was much more attractive than Preacher's prophecy.
However, Angor was interested in the trade fair she mentioned.
According to Iron Granny, the most valuable part of the Starlight Street's trade fair was its internal trade fair.
Preacher would set up anti-prophecy mechanisms in the trade fair, and there would be teleportation portals that could be activated at any time, which effectively prevented future troubles. As such, many Magi would take out extremely precious materials to exchange with others at the trade fair.
Most of the time, the goods sold at the trade fair were not as good as those sold at large auctions. However, the items sold at the trade fair were usually much cheaper than those sold at large auctions.
Also, large auctions were usually public, so many prohibited items were not allowed to be sold. But the trade fair didn't have to worry about that. Of course, that was if there were no Supreme Cult members inside. However, even if the Supreme Cult was here, the Evangelist's rules meant that they wouldn't be able to track him down.
"What do you think? Are you interested? "Lucia tried to entice Angor.
(End of Chapter)
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