"Secret?" Moriarty raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, a secret you can't refuse." The goblin mage was confident: "Human, don't you think it's strange? Why did a high-level mage inexplicably appear in the inconsequential airship repair yard of Duoyun Town? ”

"It's really confusing." Moriarty nodded frankly: "Could it be that this also has something to do with that secret of yours?" ”

"Of course." Henry nodded slightly: "To put it simply, the reason why that scum Robert suddenly came to Duoyun Town is to secretly snatch a treasure that belongs to me!" As he spoke, the goblin mage couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"You mean, treasure?" Hearing this, Moriarty couldn't help but take a deep breath.

You must know that treasures are fundamentally different from ordinary equipment and props. For example, in Moriarty's body, only the "Serena's Secret Eye" that happened to be obtained from the old Elasia mage Johnson can be classified as treasures, and other items such as "Silver Alchemy Hand", "Meditation Ring", and "Loyal Companion" can only be regarded as magical equipment, far from the word "treasure".

"Yes, it's a treasure." The goblin mage affirmed, "If Robert is really killed, I think his dimensional bag has already been captured by you." ”

"That's right."

"Well, then, you can look through it now, and you should find an old-looking bronze oil lamp in your pocket." As if he had finally made up his mind, Henry said in a deep voice.

"Oil lamps?"

Moriarty glanced at the goblin mage again, and then quietly glanced at the loot space pocket in his sleeve. Sure enough, there is an antique oil lamp with a long mouth and a thin handle.

Then Moriarty took the lamp out of his pocket and held it in his hand, and immediately felt a faint warmth coming from the rust-mottled belly of the lamp, as if the flame on the lamp's mouth was still burning. But when he looked closely, he couldn't detect any magic fluctuations, as if what he had in his palm was just an ordinary mortal thing.

"What is this?"

Quickly recalling the various magical books he had read in the past, but there were few written records of them matching the oil lamp.

However, Moriarty is not in a hurry, after all, he still has the supreme hole card of "Crystal Book". As long as this oil lamp really belongs to the flow of treasures as the goblin mage said, then it will never escape the detection and excavation of the crystal book.

"Doesn't that seem strange? Or think I'm cheating on you? He also looked at the bronze oil lamp. Henry snorted coldly, as if unwillingly.

"Please also ask your Excellency to clarify your doubts." For the unhappiness of the goblin mage xù. Moriarty didn't care, and quietly asked.

"Come to think of it, few people will know it, except for those high up in the Great Arcanist." He let out another long sigh. Henry finally said, "This 'oil lamp'." It is the highest alchemical achievement in the wizarding world before the ice apocalypse. The ultimate alchemy product that represents the mage's step towards the 'realm of the gods' - the 'magic lamp'! ”

"Magic lamp!?" It seemed that it was really the first time he had heard of this particular word, and Moriarty was immediately stunned.

"Yes, Magic Lamp!" The goblin mage continued to stare at the oil lamp with a gaze mixed with awe, longing, and exclamation. Yu Ran said: "The so-called: 'God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like hell'." For thousands of years, the gods have been the supreme power that dominates the mortal world, though most of the time such power is not visible to us. And even in the era of the Ancient Elven Empire, those elven mages who were almost inconceivably powerful also needed to humbly bow down in front of the 'Moon God', and did not dare to transgress in the slightest. ”

"But after all, the times are 'progressing'. As we entered the Modern Age of Magic, the mage's belief in gods gradually faded. With a slight sigh, Henry continued: "Especially in the past thousand years, the mage's understanding of magic and the real world has deepened, and even gradually approached the immortal gods. And some of the most brilliant Grand Arcanist 'Heroes' have begun to extend their tentacles into special realms that were once defined as 'Absolute Forbidden', such as 'Life'! ”

"Life!? You mean to create an immortal life like a necromancer? Moriarty immediately asked rhetorically.

"Immortal life? Hum! They were just some of the most failed and misused works. The goblin mage snorted, seemingly disgusted by the "necromantic creatures".

"So, what is the life you just said?"

"Alchemy life! Not a dull magical puppet like 'Gargoyle' and 'Rock Warrior', but an alchemical life with real self-intelligence! Speaking of excitement, the goblin mage's face turned red: "And this alchemy life 'magic lamp' in the name of 'god' in your hand is said to have the magic strength close to that of the Great Arcanist, so that it can directly act as the beneficial assistant of the Great Arcane himself." ”

"I see. If it is said that it can create a true wisdom alchemy life, not to mention the strength of the body, it is really stepping into the sacred 'creation realm'. Moriarty looked down at the "magic lamp" in his hand, his breathing became slightly short, and then he looked up and asked, "If it is such a great magical achievement, why has it not been written in the annals of history?" ”

"Heh, you're thinking too simply, 'young and promising' human mage." With a faint sneer, Hunter chuckled: "'Create zào life', what an amazing word. Regardless of the essence of it, if such a thing were known to ordinary mortals, I don't know what kind of panic and horror it would cause. ”

"Not bad. The true alchemical life can be said to be a completely new and unknown species, and for ordinary people, facing a completely unfamiliar alchemy body, I am afraid it is not much better than seeing a demonic creature. Moriarty couldn't agree more.

"If only you could understand. Therefore, the production and research of magic lamps has always been limited to the 'small circle' of the Grand Arcanist. ”

"So, Master Henry, how did you know this?" Moriarty nodded, then suddenly retorted.

"This is another secret of mine, and it has nothing to do with this transaction." Hearing this question, the goblin mage's face couldn't help but look ugly, and he even refused.

"Yes, I respect your privacy." Moriarty smiled understandingly, then asked, "So, how do I use this 'magic lamp'?" Or how should a mysterious 'alchemical life' be summoned from it? If it's still intact. ”

"Rub the 'magic lamp' three times, then say the summoning spell." The goblin mage hesitated for a moment, then said.

"So, what is the summoning spell?"

"This... I don't know—" seemed a little difficult to say, and Henry held back for a moment before replying.

"You don't know the summoning spell of the magic lamp?" For such an answer, of course, Moriarty was not satisfied, and his face sank slightly.

"I really don't know. Otherwise, do you think I'll still be imprisoned here by Robert, full of these 'magic sucking needles' that are constantly 'sucking magic'? With that, the goblin mage became furious again.

"You have a point." After thinking for a moment, Moriarty nodded: "Although you have not been able to tell the true secret of this magic lamp, just a series of information just now, I think it is enough to exchange precious freedom for you." ”

"Thank you for your understanding." Hearing this, Henry's face looked good for the first time, and he even nodded lightly to Moriarty.

"I'm sorry, but please allow me to ask a question, Your Excellency." Suddenly, Clausewitz, who had been silent, stepped forward.

"Of course, my staff officer." Moriarty glanced at the old werewolf and nodded.

"As a warrior, although I don't quite understand what the two of you just said, one thing I know is that the oil lamp that His Excellency Moriarty currently holds in his hands is a very precious treasure, so precious that even high-ranking mages will 'secretly' snatch it regardless of morality, and it is even very likely that those great Arcanists will covet it and come forward to 'claim'." Clausewitz, with his usual cold and objective voice, said slowly.

"Not bad." The goblin mage had to nod in acknowledgement.

"Therefore, if Your Excellency Moriarty wants to truly keep the magic lamp, then he first needs to strictly keep the secret of the magic lamp. Isn't it? The old werewolf continued to ask.

"Yes!" Henry gritted his teeth.

"If my guess is correct, if it weren't for our sudden attack on Duoyun Town tonight, I'm afraid your Excellency would have been or was about to be poisoned. Otherwise, that high-ranking mage named Robert wouldn't be able to return to the Yongville Valley with peace of mind, would he? Finally, the old werewolf got to the core.

Obviously, in order to keep it secret, the high-ranking mage will definitely kill Henry and even all the goblins in the entire dungeon to protect the secret of the magic lamp. And now, the magic lamp has changed hands to Moriarty and Olympus. As his own person, the old werewolf naturally kept it strictly secret. But what about Henry as an "outsider"? Once you are free, will you go around preaching about it because you are unwilling? At that time, Moriarty, who was only a low-level mage, would probably not be able to protect this magic lamp.

"So, what do you mean?" The goblin mage naturally understood the meaning of Clausewitz's words, took a deep breath, and said fiercely.

"Now that His Excellency Moriarty has agreed to the 'Secret for Freedom' agreement, we will not break it. Just for each other's safety and interests, I hope that you will 'volunteer' to join our team. In this way, all the problems are solved. Ignoring Henry's fierce gaze, the old werewolf tugged at the corners of his mouth and bared his teeth: "Of course, your 'freedom' will be fully guaranteed. And, I can guarantee that in the future you will definitely 'thank' me for today's 'Jianyì'. ”

After speaking, Clausewitz smiled coldly again, his eyes sharp and cold. (To be continued......)