[Chapter 92 Alchemist Newton]

The old man looked at the young man and woman in front of him. He did not ignore the leather armor they were wearing and the weapons placed at hand, but he did not look afraid at all. Instead, he looked curious and looked at the strange war hammer placed at David’s hand.

“My name is Pierre Newton.” Pierre Newton sat down by the fire very familiarly and put the long stick in his hand aside.

David noticed that when the old man let go, the light on the top of the long stick slowly went out, and the surroundings instantly dimmed a lot, leaving only the light from the campfire.

“David.”

Sharon still did not relax his vigilance, but the other party sat down and put down the long stick. She also stopped reaching for the lance, but just held the shield beside her with her left hand to facilitate her to make defensive actions in time.

Seeing Pierre Newton looking at her, Sharon smiled and said her name: “Sharon.”

Before the other party showed clear hostility, both Sharon and David would only maintain appropriate vigilance and would not directly regard him as a bad person.

Even though it was already dark and cold, an old man wandering alone on the road in the wilderness looked suspicious…

“Haha, you two young men don’t have to be so nervous, I’m just an ordinary old man.”

“An ordinary old man wouldn’t wander around at this time and in this environment.” David knew that he couldn’t rest well today, so he simply boiled some hot water to make some tea: “Besides, the long stick in your hand is not light.” He could

n’t see it clearly from a distance before, but now it was right in front of him. David noticed that the long stick was made of metal. Judging from the sound made when the old man put down the long stick, this metal long stick was solid.

Not to mention that the long stick was glowing before, and the old man looked fearless, anyone with a normal mind could tell that this person was not an ordinary person.

“Oh my, I’ve been seen through!” The old man Newton looked like he was going to tell you that since you have seen through him, he would not pretend anymore. He said, “Yes, I am actually an alchemist!”

“Alchemist?” Sharon had a question mark on her face. She didn’t mean to understand what the word meant. She was wondering if this old man was the kind of alchemist she knew.

“Yes, an alchemist!” Newton misunderstood Sharon’s reaction. He carefully tidied his hair, beard and collar, and then looked at David. “I have been traveling for many years and have been to most countries on the continent, looking for various unknown and rare materials.”

After saying that, Newton glanced at the hammer in David’s hand.

After David noticed the look in the eyes of the old man who claimed to be an alchemist, he understood why the old man came straight to him: this man was attracted by the materials used to make the Hammer of Judgment.

“I have been to many places since I came to the Kingdom of Tiran in the north of the continent, but this is the first time I have seen this kind of strange material, so I came to bother you two.” Newton said his purpose in one breath, wanting to avoid greater misunderstandings: “So, you two don’t have to be so cautious of me.”

“I feel like I need to be more cautious.” David held the Hammer of Judgment. Wouldn’t this alchemist just rob it directly?

The plot of killing people and stealing treasures kept playing in his mind. David began to wonder if he should take the initiative?

“Are you worried that I will snatch your weapon?” Newton waved his hands frantically: “Misunderstood, just tell me what material it is made of and where I can find it.”

Pierre Newton said that he would go to find the original ore, because he also wanted to carefully observe the environment in which this strange mineral was born: “And I won’t let you provide information for nothing, I can pay you.”

“Huh?” David was ready to test his recently developed skill: the effect of the hammer of the Avengers in actual combat, but the other party expressed his willingness to pay a reasonable reward. This completely shattered the plot that he had imagined that the villains who killed people and robbed treasures would be killed by the protagonist and then give out a lot of rewards: “Reward?”

“Yes, enough to satisfy you.”

Newton had an expression of “any price is negotiable”, which made David wonder if he had met a businessman?

However, his mind was clear enough, and he was not going to tell the alchemist named Pierre Newton that the hammer of judgment in his hand was made of crystal ore produced only in Winter Village and light cast iron obtained from Azeroth.

“Sorry, I got this weapon by accident, and I don’t know what materials it is made of?”

“This…”

David thought that this kind of reply was the easiest way to get rid of the other party, but he didn’t expect that the old alchemist on the other side was more persistent than he thought.

“Or, I will pay a reasonable price, and you will sell this weapon to me?” Newton’s eyes were always fixed on the Hammer of Judgment. It can be seen that he really wanted to get this weapon.

“…” David didn’t reply this time, but just shook his head, blew on the brewed tea, and took a sip.

The old alchemist wanted to say something, but suddenly sniffed it hard a few times, then looked at the cup in David’s hand, and his eyes flashed again. It

was not an adjective, but a real flash of light. David’s hand immediately grasped the Hammer of Judgment. If he hadn’t realized that the light was not an attack spell and stopped in time, the old alchemist’s head would have been hit.

“It’s just an identification technique.” Newton was also shocked, because David’s move was too fast. If the other party hadn’t stopped the momentum in time, his head would inevitably have come into close contact with the pink hammer emitting a sacred glow: “Followers of Lumiere?”

David frowned. The last time he heard this name was from the mouth of the assassin who was suspected to be sent by the Temple.

He suddenly realized that this alchemist who said he had traveled for many years and visited many countries seemed to have what he urgently needed at the moment – intelligence information!

“These…are these two the Knights Templar?”

When David raised the hammer, Sharon had already grasped the shield and lance at the first time, but looking at the other party’s current appearance, why is it more cautious than the two of them before?

The situation on the field suddenly changed dramatically. Pierre Newton, who was originally very relaxed and smiling, was very careful and looked at the two young people carefully.

“This lady named Sharon, should not be a believer of the God of Magic?”

Sharon and David looked at each other, and both found that Newton seemed to be more wary of Sharon, until Sharon said: “No.”

“Huh~That’s good.” Newton let out a long breath and put on a relaxed smile again: “I said, if it was that group of guys, they should have taken action when they heard that I was an alchemist.”

David was silent. These two short sentences have revealed a lot of information: the believers of the so-called God of Magic and the Temple seem to have a bad relationship with the alchemist group.

In addition, in this environment, the old man in front of him dared to casually reveal his identity as an alchemist to strangers. Is he mentally ill? Or does he think he is strong enough and doesn’t care about these troubles?

If the old man named Pierre Newton was bragging before, David thought it should be the latter possibility.

Although the three people were still confronting each other, the tense atmosphere had dissipated a lot. David even put the Hammer of Judgment beside him and didn’t continue to hold it in his hand.

“You want to study the material of this hammer in my hand?”

“Yes.”

The topic returned to the beginning, as if the tense atmosphere just now had never appeared.

After Newton saw that the two people in front of him were not believers of the God of Magic, he picked up his previous words again: “Are you willing to sell the hammer to me? Believe me, I will definitely pay you a reward that will satisfy you.”

“I am not going to sell this hammer to you.” David thought about it and made a suggestion: “But you just want to study the materials, not necessarily get this thing, am I right?”

“That’s right, you mean…”

“That’s right.” David picked up the hammer again and threw it lightly in front of Newton twice: “I can lend you the hammer for research, but you need to follow me.”

“Oh, that’s a way.” Newton touched his chin and thought seriously about David’s suggestion: “Then what about the chips? What do you want to get? Gold? Jewelry? Weapons? Armor?”

David shook his head. He was not interested in those things, and he didn’t lack those ordinary objects: “I hope that in the future, you can be by my side and answer various questions for me.” What

he lacked most was the understanding of this world. Born in a remote area, he had no channels to obtain various information. Maloney was originally a good target for development, but now it is difficult to count on him, and he didn’t dare to ask too much.

The man in front of him was a better choice. He was not from the Kingdom of Tiran at all. At least he had no connection with Iron Tree Castle. He also had some information about other countries. He was exactly the person he needed.

More importantly, if this person was really an enemy, he would feel more at ease keeping him by his side than letting him run to Winter Village.

“Answer the question? Do you mean to let me be your personal consultant and think tank?” The old alchemist suddenly looked at David curiously: “Is it that simple?”

“Yes, it’s that simple.”

“How long?”

Hearing Newton start to carefully inquire about the details of the transaction, David’s suspicion of this man gradually decreased: “At least one month, whether you only study for one or two days or more than ten days.”

“If I study for more than one month…”

“Then automatically add one month.”

Newton stroked his beard and thought seriously about David’s suggestion. He looked at the pink hammer of judgment, and then looked at the teacup placed next to him.

“Deal!”

(End of this chapter)