The cathedral bells rang in his ears, and Marcos covered his forehead, contemplating all that had happened that day. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he held the necklace, and kept replaying memory fragments in his mind. That terrifyingly dark alien space, that group of zombies who have lost their minds, that strange cabin. Immediately after that, the fire in the Gran Forest flashed in his mind like a ghost, and what kind of story was hidden behind the fire, Marcos couldn't help but have a headache when he thought about it.

Maffeo's voice interrupted his musings, and Marcos came back to look at Maffeo standing beside him. The other party smiled and said, "Marcos, don't think too much, let's go find the person named Norton first." ”

"That's right, you're right. Marcos patted his forehead.

Walking into the market area, the two of them crowded through the crowd, taking advantage of the gap between people to find the alchemist. After some searching, Maffeo's blood-red pupils lingered in a corner of the market area. He poked Marcos, then pointed to the corner. As far as the eye could see, there stood a small old man with black rimmed glasses and a gray robe draped over him. He held a book in one hand and tinkered with the cauldron in front of him with the other. The green liquid gave off a pungent smell, and his expression was serious, as if a great experiment was going on.

"Are you the alchemist Norton?" Marcos asked in a respectful tone.

"I am indeed the best alchemist here. The little old man only replied briefly, he didn't even look up at the two people in front of him, he just concentrated on his own research.

The two looked at each other, then shrugged their shoulders in unison.

"We're coming to you to see this thing for you. Marcos pulled the black stone out of his pocket.

"If it's not something important, you'd better not bother me. Norton still didn't look up when he said this, which also embarrassed Marcos a little.

"I think you should take a look, old man. Maffeo was a little impatient, and he said through gritted teeth.

Marcos slapped Maffeo the arm, and then quickly apologized: "I'm sorry Master Norton, my brother is still young and may be a little impulsive. ”

"It's not the first time I've seen it. Norton read the book carefully.

Maffeo pulled Marcos aside and complained, "Marcos, what are you doing? ”

"God, my dear Maffeo, we need his help right now, so calm down and give me some face, okay?" Marcos explained.

"Well, you go and tell him yourself, I'm waiting for you here, two years older than me, and laugh at my young Marcos. Maffeo said a little angrily. Marcos sighed helplessly, then turned and walked in front of Norton.

"Master Norton, I don't know if you know the GSD in Backstreet?" Marcos asked.

"I know, I don't hate him, but Sinda, who lives next to him, says otherwise, that guy is a fool without any wisdom. Norton's face showed the same indignation as Sinda had before.

"Actually, this thing I want you to show us was commissioned by GSD. ”

Norton finally looked up, staring at Marcos with a slightly unhappy expression. "I know what it's about, it's Sinda's fool's dream, but for GSD's sake, I'm willing to help. But the best thing you bring back is something interesting. ”

"Thank you for your help. Marcos nodded slightly, then handed the black stone to Norton's hand.

At first, Norton's expression on his face was very gloomy when he saw the stone, and in his opinion, an ordinary stone had no research value at all. But when he looked at the stone closely, the expression on his face changed from gloomy to stupid. That's the inherent expression of these people who are willing to study the unknown, and when these guys show this expression, it at least proves that what is in front of them has value in their eyes.

"It's amazing, it's a magic crystal unique to an ancient ruin, and they only grow where the aura of darkness is strong. When I was in the Alchemist Guild of the Delos Empire before, I saw people studying it, and if this stone was used to make magic items, it would definitely have a very powerful dark aura. However, if the energy of this stone is not used properly, the consequences can be devastating. And this kind of thing usually shifts its position with the reversal of space, and I think you found it in another dimension. Norton chattered.

"Uh...... I don't quite understand what you mean by that, but all in all, it's a stone with a lot of magical energy, right?" Marcos felt his head swell a little as he heard this long passage that he didn't understand.

"I'm glad you brought something so interesting, give me some time, I need to study it. Norton carefully held the stone and placed it in a small, delicate wooden box.

"Thank you again!" Marcos thanked.

"If there's nothing else to do, please come back, my research isn't done yet, and I don't like people to disturb me while I'm doing something. It was already clear that Norton's words meant an eviction.

Marcos walked up to Maffeo and patted him. "Let's go find GSD. ”

Still a little angry, Maffeo took a step and walked briskly towards the back street. Marcos stood behind him and shook his head helplessly.

"Looks like your client is back, tell me what you found?" said Sinda, who hurriedly greeted the two men walking over. GSD slowly walked out of the dark alley, coughed, and said, "Tell me you brought good news. ”

"Yes, we entered a strange space, and it was weird, and we found a stone there. Master Norton said it was a magic crystal, and I didn't know what it was. Marcos replied.

"I think he must have embarrassed you, I said he was an incorrigible bastard. Sinda chimed in.

"Yes, he's an old man who doesn't know how to be respectful. Maffeo hurriedly pandered. Marcos stabbed him hard and whispered, "Shut up, man." The latter's annoyance, which was almost about to subside, burned again in his heart at this moment.

"Is there anything else in there?" GSD asked in a deep voice, clearly not interested in the pointless accusations made by Sinda and Norton.

"A bunch of zombie ......" Marcoston paused, wondering if he should tell GSD what he thought.

GSD chuckled, stroked the hilt of a short sword behind him, and then spoke, "Young man, speak your mind. Marcos couldn't help but feel a little turbulent in his heart, GSD seemed to see through his heart, he looked cautiously at the unfathomable old man in front of him, the strong ghost aura that permeated him was so terrifying that people felt the pressure like a storm.

"Well, we killed a small group of zombies, and we found a necklace on one of them, I saw the exact same necklace from Sothia, the proprietress of the Moonlight Tavern, I think she's a real elf, you know?" Marcos said his thoughts, under pressure.

GSD nodded slightly, then smiled: "I see what you mean, you guess those zombies are most likely the elves in the original Glen Forest, right?"

"Yes...... Yes. Marcos said nervously.

"Sinda, I think I'll be able to get you out of this nightmare when Norton comes out with the results. "GSD turned its head to Sinda.

"If he can really help me, I really want to thank him. Sinda said this, but there was still a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"I see, thank you very much for helping me old man, I think I'll give you a good reward when this is done. GSD turned his head back to the two of them and smiled mysteriously.

"Thank you, I think we have to go. Marcos wiped the sweat from his face.

The moonlight shone down, and the two of them weaved through the intricate lanes of the back street. Maffeo's face was full of depression, and Marcos on the side didn't know what to say. An embarrassing silence pervaded the two of them.

A hooded man slowly passed in front of the two of them, and he tilted his head slightly, showing a sly smile at the two who were about to walk out of the alley.

Two words suddenly popped out of Maffeo's mouth: "Aiden......" At the same time as he said these two words, the hooded man seemed to stretch his waist casually, but his right hand made a movement towards Maffeo to follow me. The movement was so small that only Maffeo, who was focused on the hooded man, could see clearly, and Marcos didn't see anything, and he walked forward as usual.

After doing that, the hooded man walked briskly down an alley across the street. His pace was fast, and it wasn't long before his body sank into the darkness.

"Marcos, you go back first, I have something to do. Maffeo said slowly.

"What's the matter?" said Marcos stared at Maffeo strangely, knowing that he had been reluctant to talk to him all the way.

"You can go back first. With that, Maffeo walked briskly down the alley across the street.

"Runaway bastard. Marcos muttered quietly.

Maffeo walked into the alley, and he looked around, and a whistle came from overhead. Looking up, the hooded man was standing on the roof, and Maffeo couldn't see his face with his back to the moonlight. The other man stared at Maffeo for a moment, and then spoke, it was a voice familiar to him: "We meet again, Monsieur Maffeo, come up, I think there is something that interests you." ”

"Aiden ......"