In the evening, after dinner, Arthur walked into his room as usual, only to find that Daji, a cool succubus slave girl wearing behind him, had also followed.

"What are you doing?"

He was surprised.

"This, master, don't you need me—to serve at night?"

Daji said timidly.

Serve?!

She didn't remind Arthur that Arthur had almost forgotten that the succubus maid actually had the function of warming the bed.

It must be admitted that as soon as the succubus maid's words came out, Arthur immediately felt a heat on his face, as if some functions of his body had been activated.

Daji is a half-blood succubus, and his bloodline has inherited the innate allure of the succubus race, which is almost impossible to resist.

Arthur's self-control was almost shattered in an instant.

But fortunately, his mind was still clear, and a kind of calmness that belonged to an alchemist contained his loss of control.

It's not the right time, it's not the right time!

He looked at the succubus slave girl and wondered if it should be used as experimental material or as a bed warmer. It's a difficult choice, but fortunately I don't have to make a decision yet.

He waved his hand coldly, motioning for Daji to go down. But suddenly the little maid did not know what she had misunderstood, and suddenly fell down to him with a frightened face, and wept and pleaded with tears:

"Master Mage, please, don't send me to the test bench! I'm afraid of pain, woo woo! ”

Uh, this, at this moment, Arthur was a little embarrassed, what did you say, how did you feel like a big demon in the eyes of others, sent to the test bench, do I mean that? Looking at the pitiful look of the little maid crying, she is obviously an ordinary charming and lovely little girl, how can she be so ruthless to treat people as experimental materials?

Even Arthur felt that it was a little inhumane to do so.

The point is that the little succubus maid is really beautiful!

Such a masterpiece of God, even he could not bear to destroy it so simply.

"Alright, alright! I didn't say I was going to experiment with you! Says who? ”

Arthur lied to his face against his will, and he had similar thoughts just now.

Daji wept and sobbed and said:

"Woooooooooooo I heard from the sisters in the market, they said they had read the newspapers here, they said that it was all evil alchemists, alchemists—people like us were used as experimental materials, and sooner or later we had to lie down on the test bench, but sooner or later.

Woo woo, I heard them say that if the master likes me and sleeps with me, he won't think about slicing me, but if the master doesn't look down on me, then sooner or later I will be sliced! Whining! Master, I don't want to die, I don't want to have filthy demonic blood in my body, I hate this demonic bloodline in me, woo! ”

The little girl's accusation of blood and tears embarrassed Arthur.

To be honest, as an alchemist, he was hurt to suddenly discover that the image of these spellcasters was not as good as he had thought he had been.

He still underestimated the bad image of the high-ranking spellcasters in the eyes of ordinary people!

Look at what scared such a lovely little girl.

There are also newspapers in the magic hut, which is easy to understand, and the people who come and go with the magic hut are either spellcasters or the elite of the Principality of Roses, and even the slaves in the mysterious hunting ground are mostly literate and high-quality slaves, and this small social ecosystem naturally has its own gossip.

As for the alchemist, is it really as outsiders say, really regard everyone as experimental material?

Those old guys don't say it, it must be looking down on the red dust, all beings are equal, in their eyes, everything in the world is really just the difference between experimental materials and waste.

But he Arthur was still young, and he was not so cold-blooded.

"Alright, alright, I assure you, there's no such thing. I will never use you for experiments, okay! ”

At most, I'll just play some of the games I love with you, Arthur said to himself.

"So, really?"

What a lovely girl!

"Really!"

Arthur replied.

It seemed that he was bewildered by Arthur's kind and warm eyes, the little girl sneered, and the eyes revealed at that moment were particularly charming, which made his brain almost confused!

Arthur hurried to control and stabilize his mind!

This little girl is worthy of being a succubus species, such a strong charm is definitely a problem, I really want to dissect her brain and find out why?

Is it some kind of enhanced sex pheromone, or something else, I really want to find out!

……

It wasn't until everyone had withdrawn that Arthur was alone in his laboratory, calmed down, took out his staff from the spatial ring, and stroked the magic crystal embedded in the staff.

This staff has gone through several fierce battles in the Marvel world, and it can be said that it has made a great contribution, at least it proves that his original method of refining the staff is also very useful, regardless of the cost.

Even in battle against a powerhouse like Casillas, this staff of apprenticeship has withstood the test.

However, the fierce battles in Marvel still brought a lot of damage to the staff, and the runes in many places on the staff were somewhat damaged, and even if the two runes were blessed with strength and solidity, the original oak staff body of the staff could not support this level of battle, cracks have begun to appear in the staff body and inside, and the energy storage magic crystal embedded in the staff has also become dull, and the magic power stored in it has almost dried up, you must know that Arthur has issued absolutely no less than five hundred spells in a total of several battles in Marvel, even if it is inlaid with a complete high-purity high-grade magic crystal of great value, it can't withstand such frequent consumption.

However, these battles proved that the original idea of refining the staff was correct.

It is enough to provide a reference for his next refining.

That's right, the next step for Arthur is to consider refining his next staff that fits him even better, and this staff, even if it proves successful, will not be enough to sustain his next battle.

The most important battle magic tools around the alchemists basically change with the change of their own cultivation, and now Arthur's spiritual power has even been able to advance to a formal mage, at this time, this is only an apprentice-level staff, and the spell rune models engraved on it are all the most basic zero-level spells, which definitely does not meet his needs.

What he needed next was a real alchemist-level staff, and a real alchemist-level staff was completely different from the apprentice-level.

It was a completely new way of refining.

However, these are the things that need to be considered after he has held a promotion ceremony.

As for now? He has another good thing.

He took out another trophy from the spatial ring: from Iron Man Tony Stark—what is this Mark?

At this time, in the laboratory, an Iron Man suit in gold and red hues stood there. The streamlined metallic lines and the tightly fitting alloy armor look really majestic, which is a man's romance, just like a Maybach sports car that represents extreme speed.

Well, this one, the metaphor seems a little inappropriate, that is, ten Maybach sports cars are not as good as the Iron Man suit in Arthur's heart.

For this, he did not hesitate to fight with Iron Man himself in person to snatch back such a suit.

Arthur looked at the Iron Man suit, and the more he looked at it, the more handsome he became! I can't help but step forward - oh no, how did you wear this Iron Man suit?

He pressed his hand on the chest of his suit, not moving at all, and then recalled the plot he saw in the movie, it seemed to be an intelligent start, he felt a little bad, this is like a clever thief who stole someone else's mobile phone, but he couldn't unlock it with his fingerprint, so what's the use, but he still has some heart not to give up, he won't be so unlucky!

Iron Man, transformation?!

No, no response.

Then there was Mark, fast up, still unresponsive.

Tony's is big!

That's Pepper Morph!

Edward, launch!

Is that genetic identification? Drip some blood on the armor? Oh, that's stupid!

……

Arthur was busy for half the night, panting, and his eyes were fierce as he stood there motionless as if he was laughing at his Iron Man suit, and it seemed that he had to consider forcibly dismantling it.