Me! The Strongest Alchemist!

As usual, Mas arrived at the gates of the Storm Empire's capital city. He jumped down from the Red Crystal Gargoyle and stored it in his alchemy space.

He found the headquarters of the Sith Chamber of Commerce with ease. Oh, no, he should call it the Storm Chamber of Commerce now. Mas had just stepped into the front hall when he heard Belek's anxious and uneasy voice roar, "Why isn't there a single decent doctor in the entire capital!"

Upon hearing this, Mas walked in curiously and asked, "Brother Belek, look at how anxious you are. What has happened in the capital recently?"

Looking at Mas, who he had not seen for many days, Belek seemed to have found his backbone. He hurriedly ran towards him and replied, "Brother Dyson, this matter can't be explained in a short period of time. You'll know when you come with me to the palace to meet with His Majesty Harold."

In the palace of the Storm Empire, when Mas arrived with Katu, Harold personally came out to welcome him.

Today was different from the past.

Mas was now the disciple of an Epic Alchemist, Master Mas.

In Harold's opinion, in time, Mas could also become a Mythical Alchemist or even a Saint Alchemist!

Now that they had formed a good relationship with Mas, if that day really came, with Mas' help, it would not be a problem for the Pine family to rule the Storm Empire for hundreds of years.

"Brother Dyson, I really have to trouble you this time!" Harold looked at Mas and smiled.

"Your Majesty Harold is too kind!"

"His Majesty is Master Mas' ally. However, Master Mas is currently preparing to refine a new Epic alchemical creature and can't leave for the time being. As his disciple, it's on me to help!" Mas smiled.

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise appeared on Harold's face.

"Master Mas is preparing to refine a new Epic alchemical creature recently?" Harold said excitedly.

To Harold, the stronger Mas was, the more stable their Pine family's rule would be.

That was why he was so surprised when he heard Mas.

"That's right!" Mas nodded in agreement when he heard Harold's doubts.

"Brother Dyson, Master Mas has been preparing to refine an Epic alchemical creature. You must have worked hard! I'll get someone to prepare a banquet now. If brother Dyson doesn't mind, you can stay in the palace for the next few days!" Harold smiled.

"Then I'll have to trouble Your Majesty!" Mas laughed.

Mas was indeed a little tired recently.

In order to make the Alchemy Tower float, he, Dick, and Norton took turns to replace the wall tiles of the Alchemy Tower.

Now, he could take this chance to enjoy himself and relax.

However, Mas never expected that after the banquet, the shameless Harold actually sent three ladies from the Pine family who he had met once in the Alchemy Tower to serve him.

Yes, serve him, but not to spend the night with him.

Not only were these three ladies beautiful, but their auras were also extremely graceful.

Fortunately, Mas was not an inexperienced person.

He could deal with these three ladies easily.

However, even after midnight, the three ladies had no intention of leaving.

This made things difficult for Mas.

He saw that the three ladies' expressions were clearly infatuated with him. It gave him a headache.

This was because Mas was handsome, to begin with. In addition, as an Epic alchemist and an Epic water-type mage, he had an extraordinary aura.

This aura was too attractive for the three of them.

In addition to his identity as Master Mas' disciple, the three ladies also knew that if they could become Mas' lover, they would truly achieve meteoric success in their lives.

Mas was trying to figure out what excuse he should use to get the three ladies to leave on their own.

However, even after much consideration, Mas could not think of a suitable excuse.

Fortunately, the three ladies were not blind. When they noticed how helpless Mas was, they took the initiative to leave.

It was not until the three women left that Mas felt at ease.

"It seems like a bad decision to live in the palace!" Mas smiled helplessly and closed his eyes to rest.

The next day, Mas had just woken up and walked out when he saw Harold waiting outside.

"Did you sleep well last night, brother Dyson?" Harold asked with a smile.

"Thanks to His Majesty's arrangements, I had a good night's rest!" Mas laughed.

"Since brother Dyson is resting well, I'm relieved!" Harold nodded and smiled.

"Oh yes, Your Majesty, the army of the Moulan Empire is attacking!"

"Haven't you ever worried about anything happening in the Storm Empire?" Mas asked.

Hearing this, Harold was silent for a moment before he said, "Brother Dyson, are you talking about Gilbert and Nixon?"

"Of course I'm prepared for both of them!"

"I've already sent people to monitor them!"

Mas rubbed his chin with his left hand and asked, "Your Majesty, why don't you just eliminate the two of them?"

Harold laughed helplessly. "Brother Dyson, this is the helplessness of an emperor! Even though I know that they are rebelling, if we kill them before they rebel, it will create a huge impact on the empire. At that time, the other nobles will be extremely fearful! Once the nobles in the empire become fearful, it will be troublesome to manage the empire!"

"So I had no choice but to let those two live, at least until they take action!"

Upon hearing Harold's words, Mas nodded in agreement.

He felt that this was similar to him taking someone else's space ring.

Even though he knew that there were many good things in the other party's space ring, if the other party did not provoke him, he would not be able to find an excuse to take away the other party's space ring.

Before doing anything, one had to find an excuse for righteousness. This was what it meant to be a b*tch and still have to put up a good front.

Just as Mas and Harold finished talking and Harold were about to leave, a soldier from the palace ran over in a panic and knelt on one knee in front of Harold.

Harold looked at the soldier in front of him and said in a low voice, "What happened?"

The soldier glanced at Mas, looking hesitant to speak.

"Brother Dyson is not an outsider, say it!" Harold shouted.

"Your Majesty, something has happened!"

"The soldiers who were sent to spy on Gilbert and Nixon were all killed!" the soldier said gravely.

Upon hearing this, Harold closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He had just been talking to Mas about the two, and now the soldiers came to report that the soldiers who had been spying on Gilbert and Nixon had been killed.

"When did this happen?" Harold asked, opening his eyes and looking at the soldier.

"It should be last night!" the soldier replied.

"Should?"

"Let Rosa come see me!" Harold growled.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty Rosa, he… he is heavily injured!"

"His Majesty won't let us speak before he passes out, or he'll behead us!" the soldier said hesitantly.

Hearing this, Harold's face darkened.

"Brother Dyson, I'm sorry. I have to go!" Harold said in a low voice.

"Since something has happened to His Majesty Rosa, you can go ahead and busy yourself. There's no need to attend to me!"

"If you need me, get someone to look for me!" Mas said solemnly.

Harold nodded and left.

After Harold left, Mas sat on a stone chair in the courtyard and sighed.

"The Storm Empire is about to change!" Mas thought.