And the nobles who introduced them to join naturally had extremely sufficient reasons.
Wolf Lyantarg, from Asshai but intending to settle here, not only possessed a handsome face but also stated he would publicly demonstrate alchemy to prove he was qualified to join.
As for the other robust young man from Tyrosh, besides declaring his name was Muke Deer (Milk Deer?), he was also jointly recommended by several nobles in Tampa.
Although the stated reason was to exchange Essosi alchemy, the recommenders would never admit it was because they received hundreds of Gold Dragons in sponsorship.
Soon, with all the guests arrived, the alchemy salon with unlimited sweet wine and delicacies officially opened.
However, what surprised the two new members was that the old members didn't mention any alchemy at all. Instead, trade, shipping routes, and which old geezer married a young maid as a wife occupied the main topics here.
Just as Wolf Lyantarg looked confused, he heard a magnetic voice ringing in his ear.
"Young man, you look a bit unaccustomed."
As the voice fell, a slender old man appeared beside him.
Although his hair was somewhat gray, it was neatly groomed with pomade. No matter how you looked at him, he was a handsome and spirited old man. He was the organizer of this salon, the former Baron and Master of the Royal Gardens in the Red Keep—Old Joy.
Seeing the main character appear, the corners of Wolf Lyantarg's mouth grinned slightly, and he raised his wine glass.
"As you can see, it is indeed a bit boring here. I originally thought there would be some interesting alchemy topics."
While taking a sip of red wine, Wolf Lyantarg didn't forget to take a sip of sweet wine, and involuntarily frowned slightly, as if he were an outsider unable to adapt to local delicacies.
Seeing him like this, Old Joy naturally didn't know that the young noble in front of him was a "despicable outlander."
But as the initiator of this salon, he must fulfill the obligation of entertaining guests.
When he heard Wolf Lyantarg mention alchemy, his eyes lit up slightly, obviously appreciating the studious young man.
After all, this was an alchemy salon. Even if every noble had their own unique formulas and was unwilling to share them, they shouldn't deviate from the theme.
So when he heard that the other party wanted to discuss alchemy techniques, especially after seeing this young man obviously dressed in exotic clothes, Old Joy also had a trace of interest in discussing the alchemy techniques of the Eastern Continent.
From any perspective, alchemy itself is a by-product of magic, and magic originates precisely from Essos, so presumably, it must be more brilliant than here in Westeros.
After these thoughts flashed through his mind, Old Joy was obviously attracted by the bait.
"Very good, it seems we have some like-minded people joining us. Then may I ask what your Excellency's alchemy specialty is?"
With Old Joy officially asking the question, it meant he had started to bite the hook.
Seeing the fish take the bait, Wolf Lyantarg naturally wouldn't let go of the opportunity. He immediately pulled the rod violently and released his ultimate move.
"I'm ashamed to say, what I'm good at is transmuting gold."
When saying this, Wolf Lyantarg's eyes seemed careless, but they had actually swept towards Old Joy.
When he mentioned transmuting gold, he could clearly detect surprise and desire in the old man's eyes.
Feeling this, Wolf Lyantarg immediately added another dose of strong medicine.
"Of course, perhaps my technique is not mature enough, and the proportion of gold that can be extracted is really small."
However, it was precisely because of this humble remark that Old Joy, who was originally somewhat suspicious, was completely hooked.
At this moment, hearing that the young man could really extract and transmute gold, Old Joy almost couldn't wait to turn to everyone at the salon.
As he tapped the crystal glass with a spoon, the crisp echo immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Then, when people realized that gold extraction and transmutation was not a legend but a possibility, the originally lazy atmosphere was immediately drawn over.
For a time, there were whispers on the scene. The alchemy members who were watching, besides feeling incredible, also began to question the authenticity of Wolf Lyantarg's words.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
"Are you kidding? Can really extract gold?"
"Never heard that Essos has this technology..."
As the questioning voices grew louder, the noise on the scene became denser.
At this moment, a tall figure pushed through the crowd and came to the front.
Immediately after, without waiting for other nobles to react, the visitor took out a voucher signed and stamped.
"This is ten thousand Gold Dragons. As long as your Excellency can extract gold on the spot, this money is yours..."
When saying this, the outlander named Muke Deer also held up the voucher in his hand high so that everyone could see the writing on it clearly.
Soon, when people saw clearly the mockingbird seal and the numbers on it, they understood that this was really a Gold Dragon exchange voucher from King's Landing.
And when saying this, Muke Deer's voice was thick. Coupled with his tall figure and carefully designed dress, it made everyone believe that this generous young man was really a rich noble from Tyrosh.
Of course, the nobles present were smart people and naturally knew the true purpose of this outlander.
If Wolf Lyantarg could really transmute gold, then this generous Muke Deer would definitely buy the formula from the other party with an even more irresistible amount.
And this was a proposal that was hard to refuse.
Now that things had come to this point, seeing that the situation could not be reversed, Wolf Lyantarg immediately beckoned a servant over, opened the box, and started operating, obviously intending to prove that his words were not false.
Soon, accompanied by various potions being mixed together, Wolf Lyantarg casually grabbed the soil from the flowerpot and added it, then gathered it into a large round-bottomed flask with a long neck.
Just looking at this skillful technique, no one would doubt that this noble from Asshai was a fanatical alchemy enthusiast.
However, as time passed minute by minute, people did not see any gold color. Just as the members were preparing to expose the other party's lie, someone suddenly exclaimed.
"Heavens, look quickly!"
Accompanied by the exclamation, the nobles who were originally completely disappointed immediately turned their heads to look forward.
As the round-bottomed flask was constantly shaken, a dazzling golden yellow gradually appeared on the wall of the flask, refracting intoxicating light under the illumination of the candle flame.
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