When Roland rushed to the laboratory next to the Chishui River, he found that the damage was not as serious as he thought, at least the main room used for acid refining was unscathed, and the window glass in the side room was shattered in two. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your lord, please save our mentor! ”

Seeing Roland appear, a group of disciples immediately surrounded him, but were quickly stopped by the guards. Roland waved his hand and motioned for everyone not to be anxious, "Where are the others? Let me see first." Then he turned back and whispered to Carter, "Where's Nanawa?"

"I've already sent someone to ask for it, and it's estimated that it will arrive soon. ”

"Hmm. ”

Roland nodded, and entered the laboratory under the protection of his guards.

Kemo Strill was lying on the ground, with a little blood on the ground, extending to the side, presumably dragged from the accident site to the main house. His face was blurred, blood and pus mixed together, presumably from the strong acid that had been splashed on the blast. Several fingers were missing on his hands, and white phalanges could be seen through the flesh.

The apprentices had already taken emergency measures, and it was evident that they had encountered something similar when they were in Chishui City, taking people out of danger, tying them up to stop the bleeding, and seeking help...... These measures are quite in place. However, this kind of injury is usually treated only with herbs and self-healing, and there is a chance that it will not be saved.

Roland instructed the guards to guard the door and wait for Nanawa to arrive, while he and Carter walked into the side room to retrieve the chief alchemist's finger. Otherwise, even if the little girl healed his injuries, he would not be able to conduct any more chemical experiments - which would definitely be a great loss for the border town.

"It's like being swept away by a strong wind," Carter said, pinching his nose, "and there's a foul smell." ”

"That's the smell of nitrogen dioxide. Roland glanced around the small room, the windows were all open, and the possibility of poisoning was unlikely, at most it was just some remnants. The glass bottle on the test bench shattered a table, and the acid water flowed down the countertop, converging on the floor to form water stains.

"Remember to rummage with tools, and don't touch them with your hands," the prince advised, "and there are gloves in the cupboard." ”

Since Zoroya's ability evolved, he also sent more than a dozen pairs of corrosion-resistant ultra-thin gloves to the laboratory, but seeing the alchemist's current miserable situation, it was obvious that he was experimenting without gloves. If he had been wearing gloves, the explosion would have left his finger in it even if it had blown it off.

In the locker above the test bench, something caught Roland's attention. When he removed the strangely shaped bottle, he realized that it was actually the liquor sold in the convenience market - and the liquor in it had been drunk so much that only a small half bottle remained.

It's hard to imagine that an experienced chief alchemist would drink during an experiment!

"Your Highness, Miss Nanawa is here," the guard reported.

"Well, keep guarding the door, don't let the apprentice in," Carter said as Roland returned to the main room of the lab, leaving Carter to continue rummaging through a pile of glass shards for severed fingers.

"Is that him?" for Nanawa, this level of treatment was commonplace, and she had grown a lot more than the little girl who was too scared to see blood and fainted when she had a terrible wound.

"Heal the corrosive wound on his face first," Roland nodded, "Carter is looking for his broken finger, you can just pick it up later." ”

"No," Nanava smirked, "I've been able to heal this little wound right now." ”

Roland was stunned, only to see her put her hands on the top of the alchemist's chest, close her eyes, and Kaimo's injuries immediately changed - his face healed after a while, and the severed finger actually began to stretch outward, but the speed was much slower. First bones, then flesh, and finally nails and hair. It took about a quarter of an hour for his fingers to fully return to their original shape.

Just then, Carter also came out of the side room, "Your Highness, only three were found, and one severed finger may have been blown up—eh?"

"When will you be able to do this?" Roland asked in surprise.

"About a week ago, when I was training with a chick, I realized that it didn't have to break a limb, and it could grow slowly if you poured enough magic into it. She stuck out her tongue, "I guess I remembered what you said - every part of a human body is made of cells, and there must be a loss of cells where it is broken, and if magic can make up for these losses, why can't I make up for the whole limb?" and I tried to do it. ”

"Can any part grow?"

Nanava shook her head, "This method is too laborious, it's okay to have long fingers, if it's an arm or a calf or something like that, I can't do anything, after all, I can hold far less magic than Sister Anna." ”

That's because you're underage, Roland thought to himself. In addition, is this a manifestation of ability evolution, or is it because of training, so that the current magic power is enough to achieve an effect that was not possible before? The nightingale is not there, and it is impossible to tell whether Nanawa's magic has changed in form, if it is only because of the increase in magic power, the performance of the little girl as an adult is definitely expected.

"Your Highness, he's awake. Carter began.

"I'm ...... What's wrong?" Camo frowned, first at his intact hands, then at his face, "I shouldn't-"

"You should have died in a chemical accident, but the witch saved your life. This is the man next to me who came to your rescue, Miss Nanawa Pine. Roland decided to tell the chief alchemist about Nanava's identity, a person who can rush to the border town for the sake of chemical reactions should not be a stubborn person, even if he dislikes witches in his heart, he will not leave his work and run to the church to report it. Coupled with the fact that there are more Lucia in the town now, it is only a matter of time before the alchemist cooperates with the witch.

"Oh my God, you're saying that this witch can heal alchemy-no, the wounds caused by chemical experiments?" Unexpectedly, Kaimo's reaction was very different from what he thought, "Hahaha, this is really good, Your Highness, so that I can test the reaction to my heart's content without worrying about danger!"

"So what the hell happened?" Roland breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "why did you bring the liquor into the lab?"

"No, Your Highness, that's just a test item," the chief alchemist said excitedly, "I made what you asked me to try!"

"You mean...... Mercury Thunderate?"

"Yes, Your Highness, the missing reactant turned out to be alcohol!" he said in one breath, "before that, I had experimented with dozens of raw materials without any progress, and when I was bored, I went to the market to buy some wine to drink, and then I suddenly remembered that the "Elementary Chemistry" mentioned that alcohol is an organic solvent, and it is also a necessary raw material for some reactions. So I distilled and purified the liquor and tested it as a new reagent, and the result was successful for the sixth time...... Gray crystals precipitated in several test tubes, and I recorded the heating time and reaction temperature, and took out some of them for testing, and the characteristics were the same as you said - gray-white needle-like crystals or powders, extremely sensitive and irritable. Just when I was about to filter out all the precipitation in the remaining tubes, the tubes suddenly exploded. ”

As it turned out, Roland also recalled at this moment, that mercury thunderate was produced by mixing mercury and ethanol in excess nitric acid, or by reacting directly with ethanol with mercury nitrate*.

"Well done," he patted Kemo Stowel on the shoulder, "and this merit is enough to earn you the highest honor and a great reward in the Frontier Town." ”

In this way, the impact primer of the fixed bullet finally has an eyebrow. (To be continued.) )