After sending Baiss away, Angel returns to the living room to find Nausicaa, Serum, and David chatting energetically, laughter streaming from their mouths. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After Angel entered the house, Syrum snickered suspiciously at him, and even Nausicaa, who had always been strict in her words and deeds, smiled lightly.

When Ingres listened closer, he realized that David was talking to them about the glorious deeds of the "Milk Baron".

"Angels, why did you take such a name?"

- You take care of me!

"Angel, what's your relationship with Saka?"

- Enemy relations!

"Angel, why did you kill the parasite?"

- Because she's damned!

David is exquisite, obviously it is the first time they have met, but the conversation is very popular. However, in exchange for betraying his troubles, Serum and Nausicaa looked at each other differently. This kind of behavior is really shameful!!

When Serum also left, he secretly said, "Angel, how do you have such an interesting friend?

Serum walked on the front foot, and Nausicaa left on the back foot. Before leaving, he patted Angel on the shoulder and sighed, "You...... It's so big, I really hope that we can grow up one day sooner to the day when we can be your back. ”

Watching the two best friends leave, Angel remembered that what Serum said before leaving did not match his expression, and the question was relaxed, but the expression was lost.

Ingres understood their feelings, but couldn't stop and wait. The wizard's journey is long, and the only stop is the moment of death.

When he returned to the living room, David was still winking at him and grinning, and Promi walked over, "You negotiated with Bais?"

Ingres nodded, "It's settled, Bais is indeed worthy of being called a genius in the world, I don't know his true strength, but his strength of heart and exquisite flexibility are indeed beyond my expectations." In terms of insight into people's hearts, he was a natural wizard. ”

Promi nodded, too: "I knew he would see it." ”

"Then you're going to let me play this play with you?"

"It's not a conflict, I'm just telling him the fact that the weapon he wants to refine is really difficult, he just needs to receive this information. We are acting to make him show the greatest sincerity. Promi smiled and said: "A person like him who is clear-minded likes the pleasure of having full control over the overall situation, and our acting is actually a respect for his IQ." ”

Promi said earnestly: "Don't think too much, just get the benefits." ”

Ingres glanced at Promi, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Sure enough, no one should be underestimated, Promi is also an old man, and the reason why Bais waited until he was alone to point it out was actually to see Promi's thoughts, right? Sure enough, they are all old foxes, just a little white rabbit, obediently sandwiched in it.

Promi didn't ask Ingres what material he had gotten, but he just clicked to the point, his mind as clear as Bais's.

Angel sat back on the couch and took the silver revolver from his bosom and placed it on the table.

When Promi saw this silver revolver, his eyes instantly burst into surprise, and he even stammered a little when he spoke: "This is ......"

"A revolver that portrays the overture to extinction. ”

......

After Promi left, Ingres let out a long yawn, and he was exhausted after nearly thirty hours of continuous work. When Angels returned to the bedroom to get ready to rest, Angel found that Toby had woken up, sitting on his cot, pecking and playing with a small soft pouch.

Although its injuries are much better, it is very lethargic these days because of the blood loss. It's the first time I've played so happily.

Angel leaned in to smooth it, only to find that Toby was playing with it with his mouth...... A space soft pocket.

After questioning suspiciously, Toby lazily gestured that Promi had left behind earlier.

Angel probed with his spiritual tentacles and found that dozens of books were contained in the space soft bag.

After crushing it, I saw that most of these books were books about alchemical concoction, although Ingres also had these books, but the books were full of classic cases, as well as Promi's personal footnotes, which were more precious than these books.

At the bottom of the booklet is the most special booklet without skin, and when Ingres turns the first page, he is stunned.

Promi's Alchemical Codex.

This is an alchemist's most precious self-written note. Ingres also has an alchemy codex of his own, which is a personal account of his experiences and experiences recorded since he refined his first work.

Promi actually gave him such a precious thing?

Ingres quickly turned a few pages, from the immature writing and thinking at the beginning, to the more and more familiar operations later, Ingres seemed to have experienced a journey of alchemy from shallow to deep with Promi.

It wasn't until the last page that Ingres saw a quote from Promilieus:

"Angels, thank you for your help. Give you the magic crystal, and I guess you won't ask for it. Let me give these things that are of no use to me as a thank-you gift. - Wish, look up like you at the foot of the Alchemy Mountain. 」

"Useless things?" Ingres shook his head and chuckled, it was really useless to Promi. But for Angel, this is priceless.

As Promi said, if he gave him a magic crystal, he would really return it. But that's what Promi sent, and he wanted to use the silver revolver to end his life.

But now, maybe the favor has been returned, but the favor is getting deeper and deeper.

Basically, that's what Promi wants.

"Sure enough, it's an old fox. Angel sighed again, and then slammed himself on the bed, "I can't bear to refuse!"

When I woke up, it was already early the next morning.

Today is the 6th day of the month of the month of bathing, and there are 11 days left until the month of harvest (August). The balance on his current card is less than 2,000 magic crystals, and even if he delivers Bais's customized weapon two days later, it will be less than 20,000 magic crystals, and it is still difficult to reach 100,000 magic crystals.

However, Angel was not too worried. There are a lot of things that he can exchange for magic crystals, but he really can't do it, he sold the fragmented mayfly, and 100,000 magic crystals are enough.

But until the last step, Ingres doesn't plan to sell the splinter mayfly.

Angel heads to the basement to step up and refine Baith's custom weapon, and then he has another plan. If that plan succeeds, he won't have to rely on the Shards to earn 100,000 magic crystals!

Before going to the basement, Angels opened the curtain and looked out. There were a lot fewer people guarding outside, but there were still a few, and their eyes looked at his villa from time to time.

These are ordinary people. Angel guessed that it should be the eyes of some wizard's apprentice.

It's really arrogant to put your eyes in front of his house with such fanfare. Ingres pulled down the curtain unhappily, he had deliberately stood at the door for a long time when he saw off Promi yesterday, but the group just didn't come to him.

He can't wait to put it on his head: Take orders! Alchemy orders! The master is here, and he will not wait for obsolescence!

He is also going to pit a few more local tyrants like Bais. However, no one came to contact him.

Since it's not for alchemy, why are you guarding his door?

With an unhappy mood, Angel returned to the underground laboratory.

This time, he still planned to use the revolver gun as the main body of the weapon customized for Bais, but when choosing materials, he changed several materials to increase heat resistance and stability. Because Baiss mainly wants to hit the group, the power used must be the largest, and the heat resistance is obviously in the first place.

The materials have been changed, and the results of the final refining have also been differentiated.

A day later, when the sky was once again covered in layers of black clouds, the town of Apprentice 8 was once again the center of attention. There were even high-level apprentices who lived in the Tree Spirit Court who came over on purpose.

At this time, Angels is admiring the new finished product.

Unlike "Samsara" - which is Promi's name for the silver revolver - this is a bronze revolver made of the same way as "Samsara", but the pattern is not so delicate, just casually polished and the grid pattern is deepened at the butt.

If it weren't for the gunslinger not to slip, Ingres wouldn't even want to do the mesh pattern.

Anyway, the effect is not discounted, and in order to save time, Ingres is too lazy to think about the aesthetics.

There was no engraving, but the bronze revolver was still beautiful, at least in Ingres' opinion, a low-key luxury.

After the refining was completed, Angel had not yet warmed his hands when he heard a knock on the door outside.

Angel came back from the basement and looked outside, yawning, as he expected, because there was another omen, and there were more and more people hanging outside.

"This omen is really annoying, can you really only go to the barren mountains and mountains to refine gold in the future?" Angel muttered as he opened the door and entered the courtyard.

His appearance attracted the attention of many people. This time, they no longer watched from the sidelines, but took the initiative to lean over.

Seeing this, Angel snorted. Yesterday he stood at the door and wanted to take an order, but you don't come, don't talk about it now! Yesterday's me is not today's me!

Only then did Ingres pay attention to the gate of the courtyard, who was knocking on the door just now? If you want to ask him for alchemy, unless it is a large order of more than 50,000, you don't need to open your mouth. When Angel was already thinking about how to refuse coldly, he found that the person standing at the gate of the courtyard was actually Bais.

Today's Baiss is no longer the simple gray robe of yesterday, but wears a flamboyant fiery red delicate trench coat, white gold-rimmed trousers, and even a blonde hair is combed by him, which is very consistent with his aggressive appearance.

Angel opened the door, and Bais smiled at him, "I followed the omen, but Mr. Pat has already succeeded in refining?"

This question embarrassed him...... He just said that it was difficult to refine, but it was baked the next day, isn't this a self-defeating face.

"Well, almost. Ingres replied vaguely as he welcomed Bys in.

"Even the omen is exactly the same, it seems that Mr. Pat is very good at refining. Byss said with a smirk.