Chapter 114: The Medieval Alchemist's Castle This Queen has been...

Fairhaven College, the dream of student Shiho Miyano.

The third level of dreaming simulated by Logos.

Alchemist's Tower.

In the Middle Ages, the elements are perceived. This is the story of that woman and that woman (looking forward to rubbing hands.gif)

The storm raged for three days before Miyano Shiho caught her first glimpse of the castle in the pouring rain.

Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the stone building standing tall in the wilderness. The stone towers at the four corners of the castle stood firmly in the rain.

The starting point is Stormy Manor (Castle Limited Edition). A classic that never goes out of style.

Her mount, a black stallion named Thales, snorted as it approached the heavy oak door.

Thales, a horse with such a profound cultural name, truly a horse of scholars. This name derives from an ancient Greek philosopher and mathematician who proposed the philosophical view that water is the origin of all things and predicted a solar eclipse.

Ma: I was terrified. This castle looks so strange. I wonder if a boss lives there.

"Easy, boy," she whispered, and despite her soaking wet traveling cloak, she dismounted with her usual grace.

The hood was pulled tight, the cloak's fabric clinging to her tall, graceful figure. Her auburn hair, wet and tangled, caught the dim light from the tower window.

Wet and seductive... ahem, it's a scholar in distress. Truly pitiful. This entrance, with its own soft light filter and slow motion, the director is quite skilled. And that hair color, though, wasn't it a bit darker in the Middle Ages? From brown to auburn?

She was caught between two worlds—a woman of good company, but not of drawing rooms fit for a lady of the house; a woman of distinguished birth, but not of the kind of colleges that might have entertained her intellect.

However, this talented female scientist who was not accepted by the mainstream society in the Middle Ages opened up her own path as an alchemist, exploring the mysteries of alchemy while wearing a medieval burqa among dusty books and boiling stills.

Ironically, she now sought refuge in what looked like another alchemist's castle. The gears of fate began to turn. Something big was about to happen.

So the castle owner is also an alchemist? Are they rivals or...? (smirk)

Alchemists = modern scientists, absolutely. Shirley in the organization is also engaged in "alchemy" (making medicine).

Before she could knock, the door opened, revealing a figure that made her breath hitch slightly.

Automatic door? No, it's telepathy. Or maybe the castle owner has been watching for a long time (scary)

Here she comes. That woman is here. The woman with her own background music.

"Alas, alas," said the voice, like aged wine. "What storm has brought such a lovely scholar to my doorstep?"

It is a love storm called "Vermouth" (certain).

This voice, with its inherent flirtatious effect, is Bayley. It's Bayley herself. DNA exploded.

"A lovely scholar", you start teasing as soon as you open your mouth, you are worthy of being Beilu Modou.

This line reminds me of Irene Adler in Sherlock Holmes. Both are "The Woman" who makes the protagonist look at her in a different light.

The woman in front of him was breathtakingly beautiful, with long golden hair cascading over her shoulders in perfect waves, reflecting a delicate face that looked like a painter's hand-painted manuscript.

She was dressed in a deep burgundy silk gown, and every gesture revealed secrets. The classical tailoring style clearly showed her wealth and exquisite taste.

Her deep blue eyes made Shiho feel a little wary.

In short, even in the rainy Middle Ages, Sister Bayonetta's beauty is still killer.

Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Burgundy silk. All the ingredients are complete, ready to summon a dragon (not really).

Of course, beauty is only one of her weapons.

Shiho's radar went off: Danger. But beautiful. One more look. One more billion looks.

Gosho Aoyama designated the beauty template. (Minus the rhino horn nose ver.)

What is Miss Bay trying to do when she opens the door dressed like this? (Innocent face. Jpg)

"I'm Miyano Shiho," she said, straightening her back and shoulders despite her exhaustion. "I'm just here to escape the storm, that's all."

A textbook example of tsundere talk. (Subtext: I still want to see you)

Shiho: I just came here to take shelter from the rain, I have absolutely no other intentions (guilty conscience).

The upright shoulders are the last bit of stubbornness of the young scientist. Even in the face of the beauty critique, he should maintain the reserved demeanor of a scholar.

"That's all?" The blonde gracefully moved aside, and Shiho could smell a charming scent - the scent of roses, and a little deeper and more mysterious scent.

"It's delightfully candid. But I think any story of a passerby is worth telling, especially a girl passing by. I'm Vermouth Tiana of Wynyard, but most people call me Vermouth."

Bei Jie: Oh? I don't believe it. (Raises eyebrows)

"Valmouth Tiana of Wynyard" is a good name. The suffix "Tiana" fits the temperament of Bayley.

"Any story is worth telling", A secret makes a woman woman (variation of a famous line).

Shiho: Dangerous. She seems to see right through me.

When Shiho stepped over the threshold, she felt as if she was stepping through more than just a door.

Crossing the door = entering the yuri storyline. This is the threshold of fate, the beginning of no return. It's the trigger point for love.

The moment Shiho walked in with a cloak look, countless fan artists started to draw.

Q: Vermouth opens the door early because:

A. Installed an air pressure sensor outside the door (he is an alchemist after all)

B. I saw Shiho coming from the crystal ball (I got the witch setting)

C. Too sensitive to Shiho's pheromone (crossed out), I get an orgasm just by smelling it (love sense superman)

D. Waiting until she was soaked in the rain before opening the door (Betsey is crazy and elegant)

Choose D. She is not only crazy, she also understands visual aesthetics.

B is also OK. Sister Bei: I read your heartbeat early in the morning.

So, the question is, what is most likely the "deeper, more mysterious scent" that Shiho smelled?

A. The limited edition fragrance "A secret makes a woman woman" makes you want to explore the secret.

B. A silver bullet mixed with gunpowder smoke, just returned from completing a "mission".

C. A unique scent of "knowledge" created by a mixture of rare magical herbs and ancient books that have been sealed for a long time.

D. Omega-3.

E. All of the above are possible. After all, she is Vermouth, and mystery itself is her synonym.

The scene inside the tower was beyond her expectations. She had expected it to be made of rough stone and medieval simplicity, but she found it to be a warm and exquisite home.

A cute contrast. A Gothic castle on the outside, a luxurious study on the inside. Isn't this just Bayley herself?

Gorgeous Persian tapestries covered the walls, and the shiny silk threads on the tapestries vaguely reflected the light of the candles.

Bookshelves, filled with books, stretched to the vaulted ceiling, their leather spines inscribed in a dozen languages.

This collection is comparable to the National Library. Is Miss Bei also a cultured person? Or are these books just her "trophies"?

As expected of the Witch of a Thousand Faces, a master of language. So many stories and secrets are hidden in these books.

This isn't the alchemist's tower; it's a golden house housing a beautiful woman (crossed out) and a collection of books. Aren't there many rare and valuable books among these books, or even banned books? Sister Bei's taste and financial resources are truly terrifying.

This is not a tower, this is a reflection of the intellectual version of Vermouth's inner world.

More than a dozen languages ​​= Bayonetta's world lines are fully open.

This tower is even more airtight than the Aihu Biai information room.

Shiho: I love this decor (inner thoughts). A bastion of scholars.

"You are an alchemist." Shiho noticed the familiar instruments, which were placed precisely on the tables, looking like works of art.

Shiho-chan: I know how to do this. Back when I was in the organization, I also tinkered with a lot of bottles and jars.

But these were no crude alchemist's tools—they were works of art. Brass, crystal, and silver gleamed like stars.

Anything produced by Bayonetta is a masterpiece. This style is worthy of you, Vermouth.

Brass, crystal, silver… the budget is burning through. Sister Bei has plenty of money. This lab is far more luxurious than Dr. Agasa's basement.

This is not a laboratory, it is clearly a display cabinet for the big spenders.

"Besides," Vermouth admitted simply, gliding gracefully deeper into the tower's space, making movements that reminded Shiho of theatrical actors she had seen at court.

"But I prefer to think of myself as a student of Transfiguration. What about you? Your hands tell me that you are no stranger to this art."

Bayonetta: I’m telling you, I’m a magical girl (not a).

Chinese translation: "Transfiguration" = Disguise Pro Max? After all, it's the Witch of a Thousand Faces. This is called professional matching.

"Your hands tell me"—Scientific observation skills are on point. With Sister Bei's insight, it's a shame she's not a detective (even though she's already a villain). And she stares at someone's fingers as soon as they walk in. What does that mean? (Ji Yan Kan Ren Ju. Jpg)

Shiho's hand: I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense. Is there any APTX4869 residue on it? (The story is out of context)

She looked down at her slender fingers and saw that there were indeed a lot of light stains that could not be completely removed no matter how hard she wiped.

I understand the pain of researchers. It's not the stains that can't be washed off, it's the lab reports and deadlines. It's the APTX4869 of the past.

"I study the joining of base metals," she said carefully, "achieving perfection through patient labor."

Vigilance maxed out. As expected of a woman with an IQ of 200 who escaped the organization, even in a different world line.

I'm just being too modest. In the Conan world, this is researching APTX4869. It's just that I've changed my name to "base metals".

Chinese translation: "The combination of base metals" = the initial stage of turning stone into gold, but Shiho's goal is "perfection", which implies her pursuit and regret in the field of APTX4869?

"How ambitious!" Vermouth walked to a side table where a bottle of wine sat, next to two Venetian glass goblets. Bayley's quality of life, tut tut.

"But I've always thought the most interesting transformation might come when we no longer want to completely control them."

Come on, come on. Adult conversation (implied). Traditional brewery technique: drink first, then do business (bushi).

Chinese translation: Baby, let nature take its course, only then can the sparks of love fly~ (Betty's flirting quotes +1)

This sentence is packed with information. It's a double entendre. It's about alchemy, but also about the human heart and emotions. As expected of a witch who's lived for centuries (?), Bayonetta is about to begin her act.

There was a subtle feeling in her tone that made Shiho's heart beat faster - as if they were discussing more than just alchemy.

She watched Vermouth pour the wine, noticing her elegant and controlled movements, and the look of her slender yet subtly powerful wrists.

Chinese translation: Oops, it's a heart-pounding feeling. This damn woman is so sweet.

Is there something in this wine? (Conan's PTSD kicks in) Like a "Truth Potion" or something?

"You, live here alone?" Shiho asked, carefully taking the wine glass handed to her. When her fingers touched Vermouth's fingers, she did not, absolutely not, stay for even a second.

Tsk tsk tsk, he's starting to pry into my personal life. Is that professional ethics or selfish concern... ?

Chinese translation: "Absolutely no pause" = "My fingertips rubbed against hers for 0.01 seconds longer, and my heart beat a beat faster, but I pretended everything was normal."

Pretending not to care.jpg But the universe exploded at Ji Lao's fingertips.

“Being alone has its advantages,” Vermouth replied, taking a seat on a chair covered in midnight blue velvet. “No one questions my methods. No one judges my experiments. No one…interferes with my research.”

Chinese translation: This palace is beautiful alone, no one is allowed to disturb me. (Unless it's a little cutie like you who comes knocking on the door~)

Isn't this the ultimate dream of any researcher? No KPIs, no deadlines, no bosses telling you what to do.

Sister Bei: It’s my research, and I’m in charge.

"What kind of research requires such isolation from the world?" Shiho couldn't help but lean forward, even though she felt she was still sane.

There was a kind of magnetism about this woman that attracted her firmly.

Ah, where's Shiho's reserve? Where's the aloof queen she was supposed to be?

My brain tells me to run, but my body and heart are glued to her. She is so good at flirting, and I love her so much, but I just won't say it.

Vermouth smiled, an expression you'd see in Renaissance paintings, one that transcended the Middle Ages—beautiful, alluring. A ceiling of pure desire, pure and alluring.

"Well, I bet it's that expression that brings you to my doorstep on a night like this. Tell me, Miss Shiho, what would drive a woman of noble birth like you to pursue alchemy? Your family must have more...traditional expectations of you."

Sister Bei began to ask back, when two masters fought, every move was fatal.

Medieval family expectations, such as marriage, having children, and being an elegant vase lady?

Shiho: Damn. I want to do scientific research.

This question hit home more than Shiho was willing to admit.

She took a sip of her wine—it was a strange wine, with a flavor she couldn't place—and took the opportunity to compose herself.

"For those of us who are naturally curious, traditional family pursuits that follow the rules often limit us."

+1 for Shiho-chan's quote. It speaks to the hearts of all scientific research rebels.

To translate Shiho's medieval version of the words: "The world is so big, I want to do some unscientific research."

"Restricted?" Vermouth smiled, her voice bright and sincere. "Oh, dear, you are wrong. A heart with a strong desire for knowledge is the greatest gift. It's just that most people lack the courage to truly open the gift box."

+1 for life mentor quotes. Open up your horizons.

Chinese translation: "The desire for knowledge is a gift, baby, you must fly bravely."

These words simply vindicated all the mavericks (including herself and Shiho).

"What about you? Have you unpacked your life with satisfaction?"

Shiho countered. Good question. It struck a chord. Her academic attitude betrayed the reluctance of a medieval woman.

Chinese translation: "So do you understand life, boss?"

This question has a bit of a tentative feeling, like "What are you looking at?" or "What's wrong with me looking at you?"

"I'm still working on it." Vermouth's beautiful face had a dangerous and mischievous expression on it. "But the most worthwhile efforts are those that last a lifetime of research, don't you think?"

Although I have lived a long time and know a lot, I will never be satisfied.

Once the words "throughout your life" are spoken, can Shiho still escape?

A dangerous and mischievous expression + lifelong effort = the recipe for love poison is complete.

Don't even mention alchemy, this is clearly alchemy of the mind.

The storm outside seemed to be getting more and more severe. The wind was howling, carrying rain and hitting the glass windows.

Shiho found herself grateful for the warmth of the fire in the castle, the comfort of the wine, and—although she hated to admit it—the charming presence of the hostess.

A classic scene from Stormy Heights. Thunder and lightning flash outside, and the atmosphere inside is ambiguous.

Translation: The weather is so cold, the wine is so delicious, my sister is so warm, and baby Shiho doesn't want to leave.

This is definitely the rhythm of staying overnight. The wind is howling outside, and the deer in my heart is running wildly.

Storms and winds = external chaos, and beauty in the fire = internal collapse.

When Shiho faces a seductive older alchemist like Vermouth, what will she do?

A. "Run! This is a dangerous boss."

B. "Pretending to be rational, but actually ecstatic inside."

C. "Just ask her if she wants to work with you tonight on... the alloy of the mind."

D. "I don't believe in alchemy, but I believe in the look in her eyes."

What is most likely going on in Vermouth's mind at this moment?

A. "This chick is interesting, let's get her." (domineering female CEO style)

B. "Is my Transfiguration so much more advanced than her Alchemy? (Proud)" (Tech geek comparison)

C. "This wine is 1982. Let her try it." (Simply sharing a good wine)

D. "A secret makes a woman woman~ The moonlight tonight is so beautiful, perfect for a deep discussion on alchemy." (Classic Bayonetta Riddler + hint)

Whether it is the transformation of alchemy or the closeness of human hearts, the most fascinating thing is always the "possibility" in the unknown and uncontrollable.

Shiho's rationality meets the irresistible attraction of the charming and charming big-name villain who is both good and evil. The cautious temptation and the hypocritical concealment are the important factors in this alchemical transformation.

"The storm shows no sign of abating," Vermouth said, walking to a narrow window. Lightning flashed for a moment, illuminating the side of her face, making her silhouette even more alluring against the darkness outside. "I'm afraid you'll have to stay with me for a while."

aka Continuation of the classic Stormy Mansion (Castle Limited Edition).

I say "I have to", but in my heart...

Translation: God is helping me, girl, just give in to me. "For a while (meaningful. Jpg)"

Scientific perspective: In this kind of weather, traffic is basically paralyzed and communication basically relies on shouting. It is very suitable for something to happen. It is either a three-choice case, or no one survives in Stormy Mountain Villa, or... something that everyone likes.

"I don't want to impose—"

Xiao Zhibao's three polite words: I'm not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense.

Translation: Although I really want to stay, as a medieval noble lady, I still have to be reserved in words.

Tsundere Shiho is online. A textbook example of playing hard to get.

"Nonsense (Nonsense's British accent)!" Vermouth turned around and tilted her head. On her charming face, there was still a mysterious and beautiful smile.

"It's been so long since I've met anyone worth talking to. The villagers here are illiterate... their communication skills are limited. Tell me about your work. What attracted you to studying metal?"

Bei Jie: This is my territory, I call the shots. You staying is only natural.

Translation: It's been a long time since this queen had a game where she dominated the opponent with intelligence. You are very good.