John Jones

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  • by John Jones The headmaster's feet reached the ground before he looked at the crowd with a gentle smile on his face. "I must have made quite a scene here, sorry, but please disperse," said the headmaster with a smile. "E-Eh?" The alchemists were stupefied by his words. They clearly saw how that young man held him up against the bookshelves. It was blatant offense as far as they were concerned. "C'mon then," the headmaster smiled. The alchemists begrudgingly turned around with confused looks except for Renduval and…
  • by John Jones The group eventually made their way to the fifth hall under the gazes of both alchemists and cultivators alike.  "Oh?" Lyon raised his brows in astonishment. The golden shine of twilight shimmered through the giant windows. Halls of books were displayed, and strong standing pillars stood against the roof. The spiraling staircase was in the middle of the library as mana orbs started to shine a lukewarm glow. The scent of ancient vanilla and woody fused together to give out a unique experience for the…
  • by John Jones "AH~" Lyon yawned before patting Renduval's shoulder. "C'mon, let's continue the tour." "I think that's a good idea," said Princess Cherie as she smiled. "There is no haste in picking up the items, and who knows, with a little bit of luck, we might be able to find something more valuable with a cheap price." "Hmm?" Lyon raised his brows, "Oh right, Renduval!" "What?!" said Renduval as he covered one side of his ears. "You said that we would be here for a week, where do we sleep?" "Oh? That would be…
  • by John Jones "Hunes," Renduval muttered. His eyes revealed a slight contempt against the gold cloak alchemist. "What do you want?" Hunes smirked as he raised his chin a little. "I'm going to the third floor, do you need anything? Not that you can afford anything there, hahaha!" "Tch!" Renduval balled his fist. "Do you think I cannot afford that silver medal?" "Oh ho?" Hunes raised his brows. "Do you know what you're talking about, Renduval? What kind of money that you have that makes you think you have the luxury to…
  • by John Jones The group immediately garnered unnecessary attention from other potential buyers. Their eyes immediately sized up the clothes that Lyon and the others were wearing and could make of that they were a nobody. However, one woman that spark their interest was the tallest of them all. There was no mistaking that dominating bearing that the auburn lass exude. Lyon was looking down at one pill and another. The fact that they used a bird's nest was something that even he didn't expect. For a level of Alchemy…
  • by John Jones The group immediately saw the fine craftsmanship of the building that they entered. Large adjacent pillars made of marble supported the roof. Hanging chandeliers with bright mana orbs calmly moved up and down. A calm breeze was hitting their skins. "Where are we going, Renduval?" asked Lyon with his hands behind his head. "The First Hall," answered Renduval with his eyes rolled. "The first?" Lyon sighed. "How many are there?" "There are five." "Five? Do we need to go to each of them?" asked…
  • by John Jones "It's Elder Tamuh!" "Damn two of the four elders are here!" The alchemists were awed by the presence of the two elders. These two were amongst the most influential figure in Alchemy Union. One word from one of them could change the fate of an alchemist's career. "Tamuh, what a surprise," Elise rolled her eyes. Tamuh snorted in contempt. "Nice to meet you, Elder Tamuh," Ark bowed before the three women immediately followed suit. "Ah, Ark, nice to meet you too, how is it going with your alchemy art?"…
  • by John Jones Not a single alchemist dares to show a slight discourteous to this small figure. She still had the pair of rabbit ears. Her black round hair made her look like a tomato and the small round tail on her back. She was most definitely not belong to the human race, but of the alchemists dare to raise their chin against her. Lumina raised her brows. She quickly understood the gravity of her presence. The little rabbit-like woman didn't have that kind of figure that held anything of power, but the bearing she…
  • by John Jones "I'm in Alchemy Union," said Lyon nonchalantly as he shrugged. He stood there like he had owned the place. Not a single sign of nervousness was found. His enigmatic presence was something that hovered their minds. "Damn, that man is mad," said one of the onlookers. "How can someone be that confident," one onlooker shook her head. "I would be confident too if I could hunt a kunpeng with a damn griffin," replied another. Ark was not amused by his answer. He was a gold cloak alchemist and not the azure…
  • by John Jones The large griffin flapped its wings a couple of times in quick succession before planting her feet. His head immediately hung down as her eyes hardly opened.  Lyon got off the griffin before the rest did the same. He immediately caress her eagle head as he spoke softly. "There, there, you did amazingly," said Lyon with a smile that brought his radiant charisma. Porealus sighed, "I don't think the word low-profile is in his dictionary." Renduval frowned as he looked at the young man casually drop the…
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