Misranda's words made Lucian fall into deep thought, because Lucian knew that Mislanda was the staunchest opponent of the "Mysticism", and would never explain the problem to Lucian with the "Occult" theory of gods and gods, and mysteries and mysteries. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, why is the fire itself?

Lucien looked up at Mislanda, his face full of confusion.

"Lucian, who are you?"

"I'm Lucien Smith. Lucien replied.

"You're wrong, Lucian, your name is just a name, it doesn't really matter, you can call it a dog, you can call it a cat, you can call it a brute, it doesn't matter. You see the sun in the sky, its heat shining on the earth, transforming into trees, trees into charcoal, and finally into fire, Lucian, tell me, why is the sun, and trees, and charcoal not fire?"

"You mean?" asked Lucien, thoughtful.

"All things circulate, only the essence lasts, when you understand this truth, it is very simple to conjure a flame in your own sea of consciousness. ”

"Hmm...... It's really hard. Do you have a specific way to teach me?" Lucien smiled wryly.

"It's your own business, but when I find out that you have been taken away by demons, I will destroy you as soon as possible. I hope you don't let my investment fall through. With that, Mislanda took out her pocket watch and looked at it, then said, "My experiment is about to begin, you can leave"

"May the Titan Firmament bless the success of your experiment. ”

Lucien finished the last sentence and was about to leave, when suddenly Mislanda took out a letter from her bosom, handed it to Lucian, and said, "By the way, I almost forgot, Rachel wrote you a letter to thank you for taking care of her in the Battle of Forsaken City, and I will reply to her if I have time." ”

"Rachel's letter?" Lucien scratched his head, a little puzzled why Rachel wrote to him, but he took it anyway, ready to read it when he got back.

When Lucien returned to the dormitory, it was already late at night, and it was dark in the dormitory, and he lit the kerosene lamp, and under the orange light, only the pot of manju sawa beside the table was unusually bright.

Bright as fire.

The concept that Mithranda said that "all things circulate, but only the essence lasts" is actually the same as Lucien's initial response in the dream, in fact, it is to ensure that his true nature is not lost, so it is impossible for any demon to take his body.

However, on this basis, Mithranda proposed that Lucian should transform himself into a flame in his dream, which made it a bit difficult for Lucian.

Lucien felt like his head was about to blow up.

Perhaps, consider using the first method mentioned by Mislanda, when Helen Duncan broke away from Lillian, when Lucien's contract with Lillian was completed. At this moment, Lucien used a large amount of incendiary potion and burned it to death, so perfect.

However, things could not have gone so smoothly, looking at Manju Sawa on the table, Lucien fell into deep thought.

.........

Early the next morning.

Lucien smiled and stood in front of the Outer Yard Guardian, the White Owl, and Lord Hathaway's bird, holding a gentle brush and sorting out the white feathers on Hathaway.

Lucien was looking for Hathaway to buy a Type B Incendiary Potion and the corresponding protective potion.

Because in the federal store, the Type B incendiary potion is a controlled potion, and with Lucian's permission, he can only buy Type A incendiary potion, which can only release a high temperature of two or three hundred degrees at most, and no matter how powerful the incendiary potion, he can't buy it with his current permission, unless he goes to the auction house to buy it at a high price.

Where does he have money, the most valuable thing in his hand is the primary demonic thing in his hand.

And because this magic object in his hand is a standard magic object, the price of selling it is only between 100 and 120 magic stones, and even if it is put on sale in the store, no one may buy it.

It's not that things are useless, but it's embarrassing, those who buy them feel useless, and those who find them useful can't afford them.

The last time they met, this Hathaway was able to accept Lucian's bribe and reveal Lilian's information to him, this time Lucien tried to see if he could use the demonic object to exchange some needed potions from this owl's hands.

Lucien gently brushed Hathaway's feathers with a brush and said, "Are you comfortable?"

Hathaway shook the demonic object in her hand and said, "Lucian, what do you kid want a Type B incendiary potion? I heard that you seriously injured your classmate a few days ago, so you don't want to burn people directly into powder and sprinkle them into the lake next time, right?"

"It's so possible, I'm not that kind of person......

"I know the reason for this, otherwise you would have been arrested and locked up. Hathaway stood on one foot on the bird shelf, looking at the sparse sunlight from the window overhead, and suddenly asked, "Lucian, do you think the heavens of this northern earth will change?"

Without waiting for Lucien's answer, Hathaway shook her wings and said, "According to the regulations of the Federation, the Type B Incendiary Potion is too powerful, and it is impossible to give it to you with your permission, but ......"

"But what?" Hathaway's words rekindled Lucian's hope, and asked excitedly.

"Let me ask you, is your purchase of potions related to the final assessment?"

"Yes. Lucien nodded.

"You help me greet a good friend during the assessment process, and I can consume my internal contribution points in the Occult Creatures Federation, and cash out three bottles of Type B Incendiary Elixir within the Federation for you, as well as a bottle of high-temperature protection potion. ”

Greeting?

Isn't it murder again?

Lucien didn't have anything to hesitate about, the deal was done, and asked, "Who." ”

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say here, if you agree, you don't have to swear, leave the demonic thing, and come to me to get the potion after a while. ”

"Hmm. Lucien nodded, thought of something, and said, "If it were my friend, I would never do it." ”

"Don't worry, this man is from the other outer courts, stranger. ”

Lucien nodded when he heard this, probably understanding the other party's scruples, in the wizarding world, there is a spell called the Book of Prophecy, and there is a kind of torture called soul whipping, this rotten bird only wants to kill people, but does not want to touch the pot, it is really cunning, it is better to change the name to a non-stick pot in the future.

However, Lucien has no choice, the instantaneous temperature of the release of the B-type incendiary agent is as high as a thousand degrees, if it is in a sealed high-pressure space, a higher temperature is not impossible, this will be one of Lucian's killer features, it is absolutely necessary.

Time is running out, and Lucien has a hunch that Lillian is about to return.