Amy's grip on Paracelsus gradually loosened. She had been angry earlier because she felt Paracelsus was indifferent to his role as guardian. But if the relationship between the two was really as Paracelsus said, then she couldn't find any reason to blame him for the moment.
Seeing that Amy had calmed down, Paracelsus adjusted his clothes. From beginning to end, he showed no trace of fear: "Since you are that girl's friend, I have good news for you - the girl you are looking for is still alive."
Although she couldn't find a reason to accuse Paracelsus, Amy was still a little dissatisfied with this short and chubby guy: "Didn't you just say that you have nothing to do with her? Why are you telling me so confidently now?" Such a thing?"
Paracelsus looked at Amy seriously and said: "After all, we are the creator and the creature, so there is naturally some connection between us - please forgive me for not being able to explain it directly, but please believe that she is indeed Still alive.”
"Well, I'll accept it as a blessing."
Amy smiled in response, and then changed the subject:
"Paracelsus...you said everything about that girl came from you. Does this include all her skills?"
"Skills? That's natural. All her skills come from me."
The wind picked up again, and Paracelsus turned around and pulled up the rope again.
"Then what she has accomplished - for example, the dye she made that can extract drugs, can you also make it?"
"It's not possible yet. But it's all based on my way of thinking and skills. With a little derivation, it can be reproduced soon."
Amy swallowed hard. She truly realized that the fat man standing in front of her now was really extraordinary. Although he does not seem to have mastered any powerful magic, even so, he is still as legendary as the greatest alchemist of this era.
"Paracelsus, did you know that my majesty paid a full two hundred thousand nomis horses in exchange for your news?"
"Two hundred thousand Nomis horses?" Paracelsus turned his head back slightly: "Your Majesty?"
"Her name is Ella Cornelius Scipio, and she is now the King of Sweden in the pirate kingdom. If you are willing, His Majesty will be happy to appoint you. She opens a university in Sweden. There was a girl last time When a mathematician from the Lemani Federation comes over, her salary can be worth the share of three tutors at Alchemy University..."
Paracelsus interrupted Amy: "Unfortunately, I am a doctor and do not want my skills to continue to serve the war."
Amy was anxious: "You obviously prepared very dangerous weapons for the island republic, right? That fire——"
"That was because my illegitimate daughter owed a debt, and I had no choice but to do it. But now, my daughter has been released by Patisipachio. And Patisipachio has refused to let me go. , so I made this plan——"
Paracelsus raised his hand, and Amy was surprised to see that he was holding a broken rope in his hand - which was originally used to tie the balloon they were riding on.
"You really shouldn't have followed me. I'm afraid you have to travel a long way across mountains and rivers before you can return to the island republic again."
Without the rope to maintain it, the entire vehicle they were riding in was pushed by the southeasterly wind and flew towards the sea. Amy didn't know what the current situation was like on the ground. She thought it was a mess after seeing the fallen rope. She asked in a panic: "Where do you want to go? There is a sea over there. How far can you fly?"
"I haven't actually tested it. Judging from the wind speed, it is estimated to be only ten to twenty kilometers."
"Twenty kilometers?" Amy couldn't help shouting: "Twenty kilometers in this direction, it's still the sea!
! "
"What? What twenty kilometers? What sea?" Count Babenberg raised his head from his knees, released his hands covering his ears, and asked with a confused look, "Are we... deviating from the island republic?"
However, neither Amy nor Paracelsus paid attention to Count Babenberg. Just listen to Paracelsus say to Amy: "Judging from the current wind direction, it will indeed fall into the sea. However, as long as the wind direction is changed, it will be fine."
Amy cast a cautious look at Paracelsus: "Change the direction of the wind? Do you have this kind of magic?"
"You should have noticed that I have almost no magic power. If I had, I would have resisted you just now - but I know that this world is a cyclical alchemy system. If the wind blows to the southeast, then there will naturally be The wind is blowing northwest.”
Paracelsus knelt down. In addition to the three of them, the ring-shaped vehicle also contained several larger stones. Amy has always wondered what these stones are used for. But he saw Paracelsus lifting a stone and dropping it directly downwards.
As soon as the stone fell, the balloon's load became lighter and it immediately floated upward rapidly. Count Babenberg and Amy were so frightened that they quickly grabbed the fence. But Paracelsus picked up another stone and muttered to himself: "I hope there are no fishing boats down there - ah, by the way, during the war, there are basically no fishing boats."
Then, he threw the stone down again.
As the balloon rose rapidly, Amy and Count Babenberg shouted in unison: "Are you crazy? Are you going to rise under such circumstances? Do you want us all to fall to pieces?"
"Why are you panicking?" Paracelsus returned, "Look at the direction of the wind now."
After hearing Paracelsus' words, Amy noticed that the wind direction had changed for some reason - originally they were flying to the sea, but now they were flying in the direction of Instria.
Paracelsus said without changing his expression: "As I expected, the wind direction at high places is completely different from that at low places - in this way, wind can circulate in the alchemical system of the world."
Amy patted her frightened heart: "Paracelsus... you really... seem to have spent your Majesty's two hundred thousand nommes well."
Paracelsus looked at Amy sideways: "No problem? I have already said that I will not assist you. I am going back to my hometown, Switzerland!"
Hearing this, Amy laughed: "But Paracelsus, our direction now is not to go to Sweden, but to Instria, where the King of Sweden is located?"
"So what! I will not land in Insteria!"
"It's not up to you. You said that this balloon is raised by fire, right?" Amy hooked her hand, and the fire placed in the heater inside the hot air balloon gradually gathered in her hand, "Look, like this Can’t we make it land accurately in Insteria?”
