??Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Magical Alchemy Hut!_1
Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Magical Alchemy Hut!_1
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”
One shot followed another.
If it hadn’t been for the Black River Valley town at this ti, shrouded in a wandering storm.
The sound would have been washed away by the storm.
Otherwise, the gunfire would have been noticed by now.
After a good ten shots or more.
The dwarf alchemist, his anger subsiding, reloaded steam bullets, raised his steam shotgun, and aid at Tuck.
This ti, he only aid but did not fire.
Anger was fading, and reason was starting to take over his mind again.
During the ti he reloaded, the wizard had not attacked him.
He was starting to sense sothing unusual.
This guy… seed not to be an enemy.
“Who are you?”
The dwarf alchemist asked in a deep voice.
“As I said earlier, I am a guest seeking the aid of an alchemist.”
“I an no harm.”
Tuck dared not ntion anything about Dragon Breath or Dragon Scales again, to avoid antagonizing the ‘anger-prone’ dwarf alchemist.
“There’s no alchemist here.”
The dwarf alchemist huffed and puffed.
“You’re not welco here, either.”
Tuck eyed the dwarf alchemist, whose beard nearly touched his knees, and shrugged his shoulders.
“Alright then!”
“I will co again tomorrow, to see if the alchemist is here by then.”
Having said that, Tuck turned to walk out.
The dwarf’s Magical Alchemy Hut was right here, after all.
And now, during the “Grey Night period,” the roads outside were extraordinarily difficult to navigate.
It looked like soone else was interested in him, or else there wouldn’t have been signs of soone searching the store.
This dwarf alchemist, non-combat sequence, did not have many self-protection ans.
He couldn’t run.
Just as Tuck was passing the doorway smashed by the dwarf alchemist earlier.
“Are you a wizard?”
The dwarf’s voice ca through.
Tuck turned around and spread his hands.
“Obviously.”
“Then what level are you?”
The dwarf scrutinized Tuck and gradually put down his steam shotgun.
“Level 19,” Tuck said truthfully.
“Damn, just level 19, you’re too weak,” the dwarf muttered under his breath.
“If you can help , I could advance rapidly, raise my level above 25, and upgrade my witchcraft skills quickly.”
“I’ve been stuck at level 19 for a very long ti, accumulating a massive amount of Origin Energy Experience.”
“Level 25?” The dwarf mused to himself.
It was clear that to him, level seed to be linearly proportional to strength.
“Level 25, though still weak, but…”
The dwarf alchemist, those eyes wrapped in thick brows, took a long and careful look at Tuck.
“You don’t seem to be all that weak.”
“Plus, you have the power of two Rune Ring Staffs on you.”
“Normally, Transcendents at your level have a hard ti mastering the power of two Rune Ring Staffs.”
“Especially when one of the Ring Staffs is a Shadow Ring Staff.”
Hot-tempered as he was,
The dwarf alchemist’s eye was quite keen.
“Human wizard, if you’re willing, we could make an agreent.”
“I can help you craft the items you need.”
“But you must ensure my safety until the next Gray Day ends.”
Tuck’s previously impressive dodging ability seed to have been sowhat intimidating.
The dwarf alchemist couldn’t restrain Tuck and seed to fear that Tuck would leave and divulge the secret of his hiding here.
“Before the next Gray Day ends?”
Tuck pondered silently, then looked at the dwarf alchemist.
“You plan to leave this place during the next Gray Day?”
“Yes, I have to return to St. Land,” the dwarf alchemist said in a low voice, which was still quite loud.
“Back to St. Land? Aren’t you the alchemist of this shop?”
Tuck was surprised and then asked.
“Damn it, this is my apprentice’s shop; he died in the last adventure.”
“I’m hiding here from an avenger, and you’ve found ,” the dwarf alchemist said with discontent.
“Whoa… that’s a lot to take in!”
Tuck took a deep breath.
“I an, this little town by the Black River Valley, how could there be a third-rank alchemy expert with a Magical Alchemy Hut.”
“That bartender, he neglected to ntion the dwarf alchemist, it seems because… wait a minute.”
Tuck brewed his thoughts briefly and then asked.
“Is your apprentice here a dwarf?”
“Of course, the apprentices of dwarves are dwarves, Human Wizard, you ask too many questions. Are you willing to complete the trade or not?” the dwarf replied sowhat irritably.
Tuck nodded and said, “I am very willing to complete the trade with Master Alchemist.”
“But, don’t you want to ask what I need forged?”
“With your re first rank Wizard level, whatever you have, I can forge,” the Dwarf Alchemist said confidently.
As he spoke, the Dwarf Alchemist walked toward a rather solid tree trunk, placing his hand upon it and murmuring a magical spell in a low voice.
Soon, a curtain-like doorfra opened up by the Dwarf Alchemist.
“Co in!”
Tuck’s eyes narrowed as he scrutinized for a mont, and after confirming there were no dangers, he then walked over.
If this third rank Alchemist thought that by using this Magic Alchemy Hut that did not even qualify as a “Domain Dinsion” with its “imprisonnt” attribute, he could trap Tuck inside.
Then Tuck would reluctantly inherit the full legacy of this Alchemy Expert of the third rank.
However, this Dwarf Alchemist possessed the typical dwarven nature.
Hot-tempered, but at least honest and trustworthy.
“Damn it, how on earth did you find my Magical Alchemy Hut? You should know that I spent most of my savings to build this Magic Cottage,” the Dwarf Alchemist complained while rummaging through the solid shelves for sothing.
“Perhaps my perception is fairly strong!” Tuck responded vaguely.
anwhile, Tuck examined the Magic Cottage before him.
“Compact” was Tuck’s first impression.
On three sides, there were solid storage shelves filled with various diagrams, scrolls, storage boxes, and so Transcendent Storage Bracelets, among other items.
“I wonder if this Alchemist has any high-capacity Transcendent Storage Bracelets.”
Seeing those bracelets, a slight shift occurred in Tuck’s head.
“I can ask about it later.”
In between the storage shelves, there was just enough room for two people to walk side by side.
To the left and right of the wall opposite the entrance, there were two small wooden doors, likely the living quarters and Alchemy Secret Room of the Alchemy Expert.
As a movable “Magical Alchemy Hut,” it was costly to make.
Having such a large space was already impressive.
At this mont, the Dwarf Alchemist seed to have found what he was looking for.
It was a blood red scroll.
Just a glance at it, and Tuck’s nose caught the scent of fresh blood and a trace of Demon odor.
“Those previous Walkers and Wizards turned this place upside down and didn’t find this Magical Alchemy Hut.”
“You should know they are Transcendents of level 30 sothing,” he added.
“Human Wizard, those two Transcendents are opponents you might face next, and they even have helpers.”
“If you’re afraid, it’s okay to leave now,” he offered.
“But if you’re not afraid, then sign this contract.”
“I shall complete for you…” the Dwarf Alchemist paused, glancing at Tuck.
“Five pieces!” Tuck stated decisively.
“I shall complete the forging of five pieces of materials and items for you,” the Dwarf Alchemist said solemnly.
“May I take a look at this Demon-witnessed contract?” Tuck gestured politely.
“No problem.”
The Dwarf Alchemist laid out the contract scroll, witnessed by Daemon power.
Blood-red text erged.
Tuck examined it thoroughly and slowly.
While inspecting the text, Tuck also insight into the essence of the contract’s power.
With the power of a “Contract Demon” as a dium, establishing blood pivots and then constructing a balanced scale.
Souls from the blood vessels as the prir.
If anyone makes a decision that violates the commitnt, the curse of the Demon will descend.
A verbal commitnt is nowhere near as concrete as the binding of such a Demon contract.
And such strongly binding contracts are often a testant and beginning of friendly cooperation.
After a mont, Tuck nodded his head.
“A very fair contract agreent.”
Following the Dwarf Alchemist’s formal activation of the Demon contract scroll.
Both parties dripped their blood onto the scroll.
A black circle of light burst forth from the Demon contract scroll, enveloping them both.
The contract was officially established!
If possible, Tuck would never allow his blood to fall before a Demon.
But when Tuck could use “Precision Correction” to sever the vessels, and employ “Steam Origin Energy Spirit State” to adjust the vessels,
Tuck did not mind reaching an agreent in this manner.
Yes!
Tuck’s “Steam Origin Energy Spirit State” was more effective than “Precision Correction” in adjusting the connection between himself and the world.
If “Precision Correction” was a scalpel for precision retail,
Then “Steam Origin Energy Spirit State” was like mass wholesale.
But soon, from inside the Magical Alchemy Hut ca the angry and irate roar of Alchemy Expert “Barkin Tuol.”
“Is this the material you ntioned?”
“This is of Semi-Lord level.”
“This contract, it’s simply not fair.”
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