Me! The Strongest Alchemist!

Mas looked at Harold with a half-smile on his throne and found it funny.

Even now, was he still pretending to be a good person for his own consideration?

He would never believe that Harold could not sense that an assassin had infiltrated the capital. As for why he did not send people to reinforce him and Belek, he probably wanted to see how much Mas valued his identity as his "beloved disciple".

It seemed that his actions are as Harold had guessed, where he sent no less than a Legendary alchemical creature to protect him after knowing how important the so-called disciple was in Master Mas' heart.

Now, he was pretending to be righteous to share his worries. If he wanted to rope him in, he could only say that it was indeed a mind trick?!

He reckoned that this sly old fox was still thinking about how to provoke a fight between Mas and the Alchemist Guild, and then he, Harold, would reap the benefits.

Because of his vengeful personality to the alchemists of Charles and the Moulan Empire, it seemed that he had defeated them.

As for Belek, who was beside him at that time, must have been abandoned by Harold. After all, there are many people who want to be the president of the Chamber of Commerce. Can't they just change to someone who has the ability?

Mas thought to himself.

He would definitely take revenge on the Alchemist Guild, and it was now. As for what tricks the Pine Family and the Alchemist Guild would respond to, he would deal with them as they came.

Thinking up to this point, Mas said to Harold, "Since His Majesty has already made up his mind, please excuse us!"

Looking at Mas walking out of the palace without looking back, Harold was secretly happy. "As I expected, this kid will definitely find trouble with the Alchemist Guild. I've been coveting the Alchemist Guild's batch of war alchemy weapons for a long time!"

At this moment, in the headquarters of the Storm Empire's Alchemist Guild, Hopper listened gloomily to the report of a middle-aged man in front of him.

"Master Hopper, it is indeed unexpected that Dyson is an advanced warrior. After all, according to the previous intelligence, this Dyson is at most an advanced alchemist. Logically speaking, as you know, an alchemist is weak. If he is secretly approached by an assassin, he will definitely be killed in one strike!"

"But don't worry, Lord Hopper. The Dauntless Church will continue to send people even if the assassination fails!"

"Unless the Dauntless Church fails ten times in a row!"

"However, with Dyson's strength, it's impossible for him to make the Dauntless Church fail ten times!"

"You can rest assured about that!" The middle-aged man looked at Hopper respectfully.

"I already know that, Campbell. I'm not afraid of Dyson, but of Mas' protective nature!"

"You can go down now!" Hopper waved, looking irritated.

Campbell bowed briefly to Hopper and left the room.

"Dyson, you're just Mas' disciple, yet you dare to be so arrogant. If Mas himself were here, I would give him some respect, but how can you, a Level 4 alchemist, be so arrogant?!"

"I want to see how long you can be arrogant for!" A sneer appeared on Hopper's face as he muttered to himself.

Not long after Campbell left, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Hopper shouted.

The door opened and a man walked in.

"Lord Hopper, Gilbert requests an audience!" the servant said respectfully.

"Let him in!" Hopper instructed.

The servant nodded slightly at that and left the room.

After a few moments, the door was pushed open. Gilbert walked into the room and sat directly beside Hopper.

Seeing the gloomy expression on Gilbert's face, Hopper said in a low voice, "Gilbert, don't tell me you failed?"

Gilbert glanced at Hopper and let out a long sigh. His face revealed a helpless expression. "That's right, I failed!"

Upon hearing this, Hopper's expression changed drastically as though he heard about an accident that happened to his family members.

"Listen to me, Master Hopper, I'm ready to leave now. I'm here to say goodbye to you. That sly old fox, Harold, has already made a move on the Wales family! He has probably been eyeing you for a long time! Be careful, we'll meet again! "

Upon hearing this, Hopper knew that the situation was bad. Since the matter of him and the Wales family finding someone to assassinate Dyson had been exposed, and the Wales family had already been publicly executed, he would be the next one.

Thinking of this, Hopper also planned to pack up and flee to the Beast Empire.

However, at this moment, an unexpected guest barged in.

Mas looked at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him and directly said, "You're the supervisor, Hopper, right? I heard that you and Gilbert wanted to kill me? "

Of course, Hopper would not admit to Mas' accusation. How could he not know that the real owner, Dyson, had come to him?

Mas had expected Hopper to deny it.

He looked at Hopper and said coldly, "I'm only giving you three minutes!"

"If you don't hand over that Campbell within three minutes, I can guarantee that the Storm Empire's Alchemist Guild will completely disappear today!"

Hopper laughed and walked to a stool beside the morning table and sat down. He looked at Mas with a teasing expression. "You want our Alchemist Guild to disappear?"

"Dyson, don't you get your master, Mas, into trouble! Or you'll regret it too late!"

Mas could not be bothered to waste his breath on Hopper. He closed his eyes and muttered the time in his heart.

In the hall of the Alchemist Guild, some alchemists saw this scene and realized that something big was about to happen. They all quietly left, not daring to stay for long.

Some of the workers of the Alchemist Guild also felt the tension in the air.

There were even some staff who secretly slipped away from the Alchemist Guild's back door.

Hopper looked at Mas, whose eyes were closed. As time passed, he became nervous.

"Is this kid really planning to destroy the Alchemist Guild in public?"

"No, he wouldn't dare. If he did, it would be making an enemy of the Alchemist Guild. Even his master, Mas, wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility!" Hopper thought to herself.

Just as Hopper was betting that Mas would not dare to really destroy the Alchemist Guild, Mas opened his eyes and revealed a sneer.

"Three minutes have passed!"

"What a legacy, Hopper. You made the biggest mistake of your life!" Mas said with a cold voice.

With a wave of his right hand, the Double-Headed Murloc, the Vajra Four-armed Naga, and the Black-Patterned Granite Puppet appeared from Mas' alchemy space.