In the noisy tavern, noisy drinkers occupy the platform in the center of the hall, holding their glasses in their hands, and they keep drinking.

And in the corner, there were a few people sitting quietly. Judging by their clothing, they should be wizards.

The tavern of Ferendor has always been for the mortals who inhabit it. After all, wizards need to be highly awake at all times, and alcohol has a slight damaging effect on mental power. Most wizards are able to do it without a drop of alcohol.

A middle-aged man with a pale face suddenly walked in from outside. The crowd paid no attention to him.

He looked around, and finally sat down at a table in the corner with a suspicious expression.

"Nice camouflage. On the chair opposite sat a man dressed in plain clothes, wearing a thick mask with only his two eyes exposed.

"Of course it's better than you. The middle-aged man said disdainfully, "I thought you died inside." ”

"According to our agreement, once you leave the puppet city alive, you will have to sell me what you have obtained. But you actually made me wait for a week......" The middle-aged man said angrily, "I hate guys who don't follow the rules." ”

"I'm sorry, Master Regis. Lance shrugged, "I think you should know what I'm struggling with." ”

Regis, disguised as a middle-aged man, looked left and right, and sneered: "You really know how to pick places." What shall I call you, Mr. Lance, or ......?"

"Hooded man?"

The last three words, but he lowered his voice.

Lance said calmly, "It doesn't matter. ”

"Hmph......" Regis looked at Lance, and suddenly said with some curiosity: "How do you know that I won't sell your news to others?"

"Because you're not short of money, and it's not good for you. Lance smiled: "Especially if you still have what you want, such as Aladdin's son......"

As soon as he heard this, Regis's eyes immediately widened, and his fists couldn't help but clench: "You really picked it up, and you weren't lying to me about those words in the witchcraft wheel?"

Lance nodded, "I'm not bold enough yet. According to the agreement, you should have all the materials and magic stones I sent you earlier. ”

Regis snorted, "Of course. I've got everything you want. Although you kid is a little greedy, if it's really Aladdin's son, it's worth it. ”

"Where do we trade?" asked Regis with some excitement.

Lance got up: "Of course not here. ”

With that, he turned and walked briskly to the back of the tavern. Regis frowned, but as a second-level wizard, he was not afraid of Lance's tricks, so he immediately followed.

At the back door of the tavern, there is a small narrow alley, the alley winds and turns into the distance. The place was empty, and there was no one.

"It's rare that you can find a place like this. Regis said dissatisfiedly, "What about the son of Aladdin?"

Lance took out a potion pouch from the Arcane Ring and graciously handed it over.

He was not afraid of Regis's deception, not that he believed in the character of the apothecary master, but that he had been prepared for it.

"If he dares to break the contract...... Lance's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, he had already prepared for choosing this location. Although Regis is a second-level wizard, if Lance asks himself with all the means, he may not be able to surprise Regis.

Suspiciously, Regis took the potion pouch and gently pulled back a corner. He only glanced at it, then quickly closed his pocket and said decisively, "No problem." ”

"It's what you want. ”

Regis put away the potions bag and began to pull what Lance had asked for from his storage.

To Lance's satisfaction, the old man really didn't mean anything about breaking the contract, and Regis basically brought everything he said. These things are not only cumbersome, but also expensive, if Lance were to buy them one by one, I am afraid that he would have to spend a lot of energy to get them. Regis is different, as a master of potions, he has a very wide network, and it is relatively easy to buy these materials.

Regis traded to Lance for not many magic stones, only two hundred, but the value of other materials was very high. As soon as Lance took a quick count, he knew that most of the things were in place.

There were nineteen pockets in total, all of which were tightly sealed. It contains a variety of materials.

"The things you want, although they may not be very valuable, are relatively rare. Regis explained: "I spent a lot of effort and still haven't collected it completely. ”

"Two copies of the fire-streaked toad's venom and a pair of matte cave monster's fangs are missing. Lance remembered the items on the list he had given, and they were all things he had come up with after careful consideration.

The trip to the puppet city made his net worth much richer, and the total number of magic stones on his body has exceeded a thousand. That's a terrifying number for a junior apprentice. Even many second-level wizards who had just been promoted were not as wealthy as Lance.

In such a situation, his need for magic stones was not very urgent, so he chose to replace magic stones with materials.

Aladdin's son is a priceless treasure, and Lance asked himself if he took it out for auction, I am afraid that three or five thousand magic stones could be auctioned off. But in the end, he decided to keep the promise and make a deal with Regis. First, the price given by Regis may not be very bad, secondly, it can avoid a lot of risks, and thirdly, he does not want to offend this potion master.

"The venom of the fire-streaked toad, I already have eyebrows. You'll get it in a while. As for the matte cave monsters...... This thing is almost extinct in the wild of Ferendor, and I asked the people of the Bauhinia Caravan before, and they said that if they wanted, they would have to transfer goods from the Blue Mountains, back and forth, and it would take at least a year. Regis looked at Lance and suddenly smiled: "I really didn't expect that a junior apprentice would have such a ability." ”

"Your performance in the puppet city is truly astonishing. ”

"The master is overrated. Lance put the things away and smiled softly, "There's one thing at the bottom." ”

Regis took out a bottle of orange potion from his arms with some pain and slowly handed it over: "I know that you won't forget it." ”

Lance took the orange potion, with a small label on it, [Magic Boiling Potion].

"I only have five bottles on hand. The material for this thing is getting scarcer and rarer. Regis muttered, "Lucky boy, when I was a junior apprentice, I could only rely on the Magic Tidal Elixir to increase my meditation rate a little, and as for the boiling potion, I couldn't afford it. ”

Lance was satisfied with the vial, which was the key to his promotion to a higher apprentice, and the most important part of the transaction. Although the rest of the materials were precious, they were actually unusable at his current level of mana. The demonized items he wanted to refine had to be at least at the level of a high-level apprentice.

"It was a pleasure to work with. Lance smiled at Regis: "If you don't mind, Master, I hope our relationship will last forever." ”

Regis rolled his eyes and couldn't help laughing, "Are you afraid that I will reveal your identity?"

Lance said noncommittally: "From another point of view, although you are a master of potions and a second-level wizard, but in some ways, maybe you also need me?"

"You?" Regis said with some curiosity, "The trip to Puppet City is over, what else can you do for me?"

"A lot. Lance said calmly, "As far as I know, although your magic level is strong, you are not very proficient in combat. And as a potion master, you inevitably have some enemies......"

"You mean, you can help me get rid of those enemies?" Regis glared.

"No, I can't. Lance said.

"And what do you mean?!" Regis said with some displeasure.

Lance smiled, and he slowly stepped back, stomping on the ground, and the whole person climbed over the wall at the end of the alley with great ease. His voice came in a low voice:

"I can't, but ......"

"Hooded man, yes!"