He could smell the pungent smell coming from the cauldron from afar, and Maffeo pinched his nose, trying not to spit it out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was skeptical that the old man could put up with the smell, it must have been terrible to think about. However, it has to be said that Norton is indeed the best alchemist here, and there are still many people who are happy to ask him for help in such a disgusting situation, at least in Maffeo's eyes.

"Master Norton. Maffeo pinched his nose and sounded like he had a cold.

"You're the young man's friend from yesterday, what's the matter with me?" Norton studied a thick parchment as usual.

"How did you study that stone?"

"I'm afraid it will take a few days, I want to extract the dark aura of this thing and make it into a necklace, this necklace can help you quickly find that alien dimension and resist the dark aura inside. I think you should know that the location of each time in another dimension is not fixed. Norton's face was full of interest, and he could see that the stone was indeed very attractive to him.

"Well, this one, the last time we went in, we only found the aura of darkness on that stone, and it only had an effect on our ghost hands. Maffeo spread his hands.

"That's because you didn't go into the depths of that space, and since this magic crystal grows in there, there must be a more powerful dark aura somewhere inside, you see?" Norton looked preachy.

"Anyway, it's going to take a few more days, right?" Maffeo didn't seem to want to admit that he understood, he knew that then the anger in his heart would rise again.

"I'll let you know if I've done my research. By the way, I'm still very grateful for bringing such research value, I think next time I'll go directly to you and tell me where I can find you?"

This also surprised Maffeo a little, as the old man in front of him seemed to be very different from his usual respect and politeness as long as he was studying this aspect. He paused, then replied, "Behind the market area, the Eagle Guild. ”

"I see, go all the way, young man. Norton waved his hand and continued his research.

Maffeo scratched his head, then headed in the direction of the guild.

The Moonlight Tavern, which is always filled with the smell of different wines, is a ring on the basement level of the tavern, where adventurers often compete and of course there are drunk troublemakers. It's just that after these people come to their senses, they will find that they have an extra list of items next to them. This is also Sothea's style, she is not against people fighting or even fighting with knives here, but all kinds of damaged items must be compensated according to the price, no matter who you are.

"What do you want to drink today, Marcos?" Sothea elegantly stood behind the bar with a glass of wine and watched Marcos walk by.

"Well, just have a dark beer today, I don't think I'll stay too long today. The look on Marcos' face was a little unnatural.

"You look a little anxious. Sothia placed a full glass of dark beer in front of Marcos.

Marcos took a large sip from his glass, and he coughed, apparently choking. "You don't usually choke on drinking, Marcos, what's the matter?"

"I'm sorry Sothia, actually... I'm here today to think... I'll show you something. Marcos' face was flushed with choking.

"What's that?" Sosia was a little strange, at least in her own eyes, Marcos never spoke as he did today.

Marcos took out the necklace from his pocket and put it in front of Sothia, who immediately put down the wine glass in her hand almost instantly, and she frowned slightly: "Why do you have this necklace?"

"I found it in another dimension, on a zombie inside, to be exact. Marcos took another long sip of his dark beer, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Socia's face.

Sothia sighed, her face a little sad: "I know what you want to know, this is indeed the elf's necklace. ”

Marcus put down his glass, he looked at the necklace, and after a long time, he spoke: "I see, I'm sorry, this may bring back some bad memories for you." ”

"You don't have to apologize, Marcos. Sothia shook her head.

It was only after a moment that the sadness that had just appeared on Sothia's face disappeared, and she returned to the lady who behaved elegantly and talked elegantly, and had to admit that she was really wonderful in this regard.

Marcos finished the stout, and he sorted out his mood, then smiled, "See you next time, beautiful Sosia, and I'm grateful for you telling me the truth about this necklace." With that, he took the money out of his pocket and pushed it in front of Sothia.

"I'll look forward to your next visit. Sothia sipped her wine.

Maffeo, who had been the first to return to the guild, was already dozing off on his desk, using the time that was precious to him to make up for the dreams he had lost.

When Marcos pushed the door open, the first sight almost made him almost draw his knife to block. Freya was seen holding a weapon that looked like a firearm but didn't look like a firearm and aimed at the side of the gate, the weapon was very strange, at least in Marcos's eyes. The muzzle of the weapon was very wide, and there were some black holes around the muzzle. The body of the gun is made of a combination of black metal sheets, and the most strange thing is that a red oil tank hangs under the barrel.

"I'm sorry Marcos, didn't scare you, did I?" Freya obviously didn't expect Marcos to suddenly push the door in, and she quickly put down the weird weapon and apologized.

"It's okay, it's really a special way to say hello. Marcos chuckled dryly. "So, what kind of strange weapon is this?" said Marcos, as he walked over and looked at it.

"Flamethrower, just press here. Freya pointed to the black button on the end of the gun. "It can spew flames, but this weapon will need to cool down after a period of time, otherwise the body of the gun will not be able to withstand the temperature and will explode. And this weapon also needs enough fuel to be sprayed. Freya pointed to the underhanging oil tank again.

"Really? I have to say that you have so many magical things in the Celestial Realm. Marcos' face was filled with interest.

"But I really didn't expect Kelly to be able to do this in the world below, and I really want to thank you for that box of materials. Freya looked at Karl, who was wiping his revolver.

"Materials—is that box of materials you got from killing Sauta four months ago?" said Marcos, fiddling with his flamethrower.

"Yes, Kelly said that you can make a simple flamethrower out of those materials, and as for the performance, I don't think it can be compared with the ones made in the imperial capital. Karl replied.

"Anyway, it should come in handy, at least against Krach. Marcos studied the principle of the flamethrower carefully, although it was almost impossible to come up with any results.

"Freya, Kelly said your automatic pistol can be fixed?" Karl tucked his wiped revolver back into his waist.

"She said it could be fixed, but it would take a few days, at least to ensure that I could refill the ammo with attributes. ”

As the two talked, Marcos quietly walked over to the sleeping Maffeo, smirked evilly, and then slapped Maffeo on the head with his hand. The dream was interrupted, and Maffeo sat up sharply, then looked at Marcos standing beside him with a bit of a blank look. Although Maffeo did not speak, in his heart he cursed Marcos ten thousand times.

"How's that with you? Marcos pulled over a stool and sat down.

The old man said it would take a few more days to study. Maffeo held his chin on his hand.

"I think it's time to decide on our plans. ”

"Whatever you want, I can't escape the fate of being mixed with the magicians anyway. Maffeo yawned.