Comprehensive comic: Starting from Xingyue, collecting treasures from all realms

"Hohenheim, I've always felt that as magicians, we are different from ordinary people, but this difference should not be because we have extraordinary powers, we think very highly of ourselves, and feel superior to others!"

Marchiri's speech grew faster and faster, and his expression became more agitated.

"It shouldn't be like this, since we have this power, it means that there must be something that we need to do, if I can, if I can cut off all the evil of human beings, then this world will definitely be better!"

After listening to Marchiri's words, Hohenheim thought carefully for a moment and smiled brightly.

"Although the fields of study are different, I am glad that you can have such noble ideals in Marchiri. "

Because he was born in a different environment, for Hohenheim, who was more skilled in medicine, he could not think of anything so far away.

For him, what he is better at is actually curing the patients in front of him, and the reason why he wants to enter the mysterious side to learn alchemy is also very simple, because learning these can make potions better for him.

But even so, he still admires Marchiri's dream very much.

Hohenheim has seen many nobles and heirs of large families, most of them live in the house of Zhong Mingding, and live a life of not eating minced meat, people are different, and many people have enjoyed endless wealth from the moment they are born.

Hohenheim, who followed his father's practice of medicine since childhood, has seen too much of the ugliness of human nature.

The son of the earl's family could have a city doctor serve him alone simply because he had a toothache, and a manual laborer in a slum could not afford the cheapest medicine and his wound festered and had to be amputated.

But the machiri, who is also the heir of the large family, is different.

He will use magic to help heal a rabbit on the side of the road when it is hit by a passing carriage, can give all the belongings he carries with him to a beggar on the side of the road, and can wear the simplest shirt and trousers instead of a suit and tuxedo all year round.

This is also the reason why he can be friends with him.

"But I don't know what to do, Hohenheim, I'm confused, I've searched the magic books but I can't find any record of it, I went to Professor Don Quixote and he said it was impossible, and I might as well spend my time looking for the roots. "

Marchiri smiled bitterly at the fiery sun in the sky.

"Did I really do something wrong, Hohenheim, or did I actually be right and everyone else was wrong? Now I just feel lost, very confused. "

"I felt that the road ahead was completely dark, and the harder it was to walk, the more endless it was, what should I do. By the time she said this, there was already excitement in Marchi's tone.

The blue-eyed Buddha that resembles the sea has lost its brilliance.

"Don't worry, Machiri, we are only 17 years old this year, we have time in the future, you think about how big this world is, when you leave the taxi, you can go to Vienna, you can go to Italy. "

"If you really can't do it, you can go to Britain, the birthplace of magic, and if you can't, you can go to the Far East. "

After hearing Hohenheim's words, Marchrie felt that his fighting spirit, which had been extinguished, was raised again, yes, as long as he was alive, he had a chance for anything, as long as he was alive.

"Thank you, Hohenheim. "

The handsome blue-haired man thanked the doctor beside him.

152 years, Switzerland: Basel.

It was 17 years since the two met again, and unlike Marchi's tired face, which seemed to have exhausted all his energy, Hohenheim looked very radiant.

After elevating the practice of magic to the color level, Marchili did not choose to lock himself in his study or laboratory like most magicians and explore the root cause day after day, but embarked on the path of pursuing his dream without hesitation, just like the rebellion in the magic world.

From Leipzig to Old Rome, from Venice to the Clock Tower, from Athens to Ancient Babylon, he traveled everywhere he could think of in 17 years, but the local magicians all reacted the same way.

"You're crazy, aren't you? How can there be such a way in the world?"

People looked at him like a freak, and the evaluation within the magic world began to change for him, from "an unimaginable genius of water magic" and "the most premier magician in Prussia" to "a wretched creature who seemed to have gone mad." "

However, these internal criticisms and doubts actually didn't matter to him, and the thing that made him even more painful was that even though he had traveled to so many places and obtained countless secret books, he still couldn't find the slightest clue.

The mental and physical torture made him look like an old man in his fifties at only 34 years old.

Unlike the setbacks that Marchi has faced over the years, Hohenheim, who has devoted himself to the study of medicine and alchemy, has achieved unimaginable achievements.

Before the age of 20, he obtained a bachelor's degree from four medical universities, and then refined the philosopher's stone in alchemy, which only appeared in legends, and became a hot incense in the entire European mystical circle.

This was followed by a series of writings that complemented and sublimated the otherwise immature discipline of alchemy, and even healed the leg of a man who was bound to have an amputation in Basel this year.

Both on the mystical side and on the mundane side, he has gained great prestige.

"Marchiri, I regret what I said to you back then, wouldn't it be better if I had advised you to give up?" Hornheim suddenly felt a little uncomfortable as he saw the once handsome young man become the weather-beaten middle-aged man he is now.

"No, it's none of your business, and even if you didn't say it at the time, I wouldn't have changed my mind. Marchiri drank the brandy in his hand in one gulp, and the only thing that could relieve his pain a little over the years was wine.

The initial melancholy in his eyes has disappeared, replaced by a scene like stagnant water, and the temperament of the whole person has undergone a earth-shaking change, as if it has become both cold and depressed.

It made Hohenheim feel like a different person.

"No matter what, I won't give up, even at the end of my life. Machiri said categorically. _

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