Chapter 78: The Alchemy Master

  However, in the face of opposition, Miti seemed to be completely unaffected by this tense atmosphere.

  He calmly revealed a smile and said: "The idiom 'kick a dog when it's down', I don't know if you've all heard of it?"

  The leader of the Five Great Mercenary Groups was taken aback for a moment.

  "In Medivh's eyes, a cold glint flashed by: 'For example, I just slaughtered more than 40 of the Blood Blade's main forces in one breath, but ultimately let the remaining 60 or so people escape. Gentlemen, if you happen to encounter these escaped fish, will you treat them with courtesy or fulfill the true adventurer's duty and eliminate evil once and for all?'"

  It goes without saying that these extremely astute cadres have thoroughly understood by now.

  No one wants to clash with the Blood Blade Mercenary Group, a behemoth with countless ties to the nobility.

  But also no one didn't want to see this monster that rampaged in the adventurer's circle get its comeuppance.

  But kicking a dog when it's down is another story altogether.

  Since there are people willing to take the lead, then let's fire some cold guns, stab some knives, and pick up some straw. Doing this is naturally no problem at all, and who knows, we might even be able to get some spoils of war and intelligence.

  Moreover, the recent indifference to the atrocities committed by the Takatown Blood Blade has had a significant impact on the reputation of these first-rate mercenaries. According to Middy's suggestion, if they can raise the banner of "Rebuilding the Adventurer Order" and take some concrete actions, it should be greatly beneficial for restoring their reputation.

  "I agree." The bearded vice-captain of the Iron Blood Mercenary Corps said in a deep voice. He was the first to object just now, and now he is also the first to agree. Profiting from the situation and avoiding harm, this simple principle made the bearded man quickly change his attitude by one hundred and eighty degrees.

  "The wolf on this side is also willing to respond." The double-bladed guest followed closely behind and nodded in agreement.

  The other three officials had lower authority, but after a slight hesitation, they also followed the two strongest mercenary groups and nodded in agreement.

  "It's too boring."

  After the leaders of the mercenary group bid farewell and left politely, a hoarse voice sighed.

  Crow Robin flapped its wings and landed on Middy's shoulder. Throughout the battle, it had been circling above Tucker Town, surveying the situation and monitoring every move of each mercenary group, while also assisting the Morning Star Mercenaries.

  Robin, who feared that the world would not be chaotic, naturally looked forward to it and expected some fool to jump out and confront Midy.

  But unfortunately, all the major mercenary groups took an extremely cautious and conservative attitude, with no action at all. And now, the attitude of the leaders of the five major mercenary groups has completely disappointed him.

  "Isn't there anyone who can't help but get angry? That big-bearded guy looks like he's got muscles for brains, shouldn't he be coming at us with an arrogant attitude and provoking a fight? And that gloomy dual-wielder, shouldn't he be sneaking around in the shadows causing trouble? Robin said indignantly, finally letting out a deep sigh. "Ah, I really want to experience the thrill of slapping someone's face."

  Listening to Crow's lamentations, Midie didn't even bother to refute, and didn't even have the energy to chat.

  He was very curious, with the mistress of the fog magic like an iceberg, and the books by her side were all profound and abstruse magical classics, why Robin's brain was filled with all sorts of rubbish knight adventure content?

  Is it possible that she would sneak out to watch the knights?

  It's just a demon servant after all.

  "Could it be that this crow is actually a demon?" A slightly sharp and trembling voice suddenly rang out.

  The owner of the voice was a disheveled old man, wearing a pair of small round glasses that looked quite comical, with two drooping mustaches hanging from his mouth, and hair that was messy like a bird's nest. His tattered coat, which had long since lost its original color, was covered all over with various stains.

  This strange old man was apparently one of the captured adventurers.

  These adventurers are very interested in Midy and the Falconer's Guild, but this one seems to be only interested in the crow on Midy's shoulder.

  Robin's self-esteem was greatly satisfied by being stared at with an extremely focused gaze hidden behind the small round glasses.

  However, for Middy, although Robin's demon identity being exposed wasn't a big deal, he apparently didn't like this feeling of being scrutinized either.

  "May I ask who you are?" Middy asked kindly, but his eyes habitually began to search for the other's weakness.

  But the next moment, when he heard the other person's self-introduction, he immediately forgot about it.

  "Oh dear, yes, I'm Norton, an alchemist!" The old man pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, seeming to realize his own rudeness, and hastily explained.

  At the moment he heard this name, Midy almost spat out a mouthful of water.

  Norton?

  Norton.

  Norton!

  That Alchemy Master Norton?

  In his previous life, Mi Di clearly remembered that on the continent of Arad, there was a famous alchemist named Norton. The "Shadow" series of weapons that all the Ghost Swordsmen yearned to get their hands on were made by Norton - Shadow Slash, Shadow Fragment, Shadow Speed, Shadow Light, Shadow Magic, Shadow Break...

  And most famously, Wuyin!

  In addition to swords, this master also has extremely deep skills in other weapons. Coupled with the study of alchemy, a series of magical tools and mass production methods for high-level equipment were created.

  At that time, the Delos Empire even sighed in private, if they could get the help of this Norton Master, it would be equivalent to getting the power of a 10,000-strong army composed of high-level adventurers!

  And that Norton, that elusive dragon-like Norton, is actually this unremarkable and even somewhat bizarre little old man in front of me?

  It's unbelievable.

  He immediately began to recall the various materials about Master Norton that everyone had collected and sorted out in their previous life, including his place of origin, early works, hobbies, tastes, and various alchemy ideas.

  Then, in a casual tone, he began to confirm with the old man in front of him little by little.

  As a result of the conversation, at least 80% of the information is consistent with Norton Master's life in Meddy's previous life memories.

  Although there were some discrepancies, the biographical data was originally inferred by adventurers and did not fully match reality. In the process of talking to this old man, Mide even found that he could supplement the details of the previous life's data with ease.

  This is Norton.

  Norton the Alchemist

  "Norton", the manufacturer of the "Shadow" series weapons, the only one who mass-produces high-grade equipment.

  Medi reached a conclusion.

  Although his expression remained calm and unruffled, at this moment, even as a reincarnator, Midie's heart was still stirred up with shockwaves.

  In Arad in 1985, what was most expensive?

  Talent!

  Norton is a talent among talents.

  Only those who have truly used the "Shadow" series of weapons and truly commanded a legion fully armed with high-level alchemy equipment can deeply feel the great power that the Alchemy Master and his ingenious ideas in his mind can bring.

  Midi is now a Kijin who seeks power, a commander who is building an army, and a noble who wants to stand firm in troubled times. If such a master were to join the Hayabusa Corps, what powerful help would that bring?

  Just thinking about it made Midie's heart surge with emotion.

  Before long, Midy discovered that a large proportion of the adventurers captured and imprisoned by the Blood Scythe were extremely skilled craftsmen. In Midy's memories from his previous life, several of these names had even become masters in their respective fields!

  Obviously, Blood Blade also needs to recruit talent.

  Taking advantage of the fact that most adventurers were gathered in Tuck Town, they directly took action with high efficiency. Middy roughly estimated that these people in front of him were probably the majority of skilled craftsmen among registered adventurers in Alrad Year 985.

  However, these craftsmen are still in the initial stage, with no fame and no talent revealed, and have not caused much attention. Therefore, Blood Blade's focus is still on the inheritance of Emerald Leaf and the Elf King Court, and recruiting is just an incidental matter, without much attention, and the means are mainly rough coercion and temptation, naturally with poor results.

  It can be said that the thinking is correct, but the details are missing and the luck is very bad.

  So, Mi Di got a great bargain.

  Looking at the adventurers in front of him, who were not good at fighting but each had their own unique skills and might become masters in their respective fields in the future, Midy's mind was made up.

  "I have a proposal."

  When Mide opened his mouth, the originally noisy crowd immediately quieted down.

  Although these captives had not personally witnessed Meddy's feat of single-handedly taking down a hundred men with one shot.

  However, Odell's attitude, the awe of the elite Morning Star Mercenaries, and the attention from the cadres of the Five Major Mercenary Groups who arrived in a timely manner, naturally allowed them to feel the weight of this pale-faced young man.

  Midi swept his gaze over the quiet crowd, cleared his throat and spoke up: "The Falcon Team is currently recruiting, I wonder if any of you are interested in joining?"