[From today onwards, don't be so long-winded. Just smash me with votes.]
The man looked up at Salin and saw tears glistening in Salin's eyes. He was surprised and waved his hand: "Come here, are you Ainphent's friend?"
"Yes." Salin replied, walked over and said: "My name is Salin Metatlin."
As he spoke, he took out the silver badge that Ainphent gave him and placed it on the table. In the center of the badge was the lion symbol of the Clyde Family.
The man didn't move, but the blonde woman took a step forward and picked up Ainphent's badge, fiddling with it in her hand.
Salin had calmed down at this time and observed the experiment in the man's hands. Faylen also used corrosive rays to etch the gem, but he used an alchemy array composed of more than three thousand metal blocks, which was much more delicate.
The alchemy array on the experiment table was just the most common elemental alchemy. Although Salin didn't have a deep understanding of alchemy, he just used Figaro's magic formula to infer in his mind for a while and guessed what the man wanted to do.
This gem was a pink crystal, and it was a relatively rare starlight pink crystal. The man very delicately etched a hole in the center of the starlight pink crystal. The special structure of the starlight pink crystal allowed the substance inside to slowly penetrate the outside, as if it was a naturally hollow gem.
The starlight pink crystal had the effect of imprisoning the soul. Salin understood that this man and woman were Ainphent's parents, so they naturally knew that Ainphent was learning necromancy. This starlight pink crystal was an undead contract space prop. Of course, Ainphent's parents didn't know necromancy, so this prop was just a prototype.
Ainphent would soon rush to the level of a Level Four Magician, and with the undead flame, he would have a coordinate point in the Undead Plane. This coordinate point was connected to the Myers Continent, and Ainphent could use this coordinate point to absorb the energy of the Undead Plane. If an undead creature passed by this coordinate point, he could also forcibly summon it to help in battle.
This kind of summoning was random, and the undead creature that passed by this coordinate point couldn't be determined. The summoning time was also limited, and when the time was up, the summoned creature would return to the Undead Plane. And the undead contract space could leave the summoned undead creature in the Myers Continent.
Before becoming a Magic Shooter, the range of coordinates that a necromancer could control was very small, and the creatures that they could summon were accidental. Therefore, such a prop would greatly improve the combat power of a necromancer.
* Pa … *
The Starlight Powder floating in the air gently exploded, and the elements between the six metal pillars immediately became chaotic. The man sighed and stopped the operation of the alchemy array. He carefully controlled the berserk elements to calm down.
Although he had failed, Salin was still very impressed. The chaotic elements calmed down. Ainphent's father was indeed a Magic Shooter. However, it seemed that his control over his power was not as solid as Fayern's. Otherwise, the experiment would not have failed.
"Uncle Feliot," Salin called out.
"Hmm?" Ferret looked at Salin in surprise. Salin said, "If we control the difficulty of the alchemy circle to nine times and use the Green Spirit as the material, the effect will be better."
Nine times the difficulty? Green Spirit?
Ferret smiled bitterly and pointed at the chair next to him. "Salin, have a seat."
Salin sat down, and only then did Felix say, "Alchemy matrices with a difficulty of four times or higher are all top secrets. The Clyde Family doesn't have them either. For safety's sake, I used the most common alchemy matrices. As for the Green Spirit … it's too hard to find. "
Before he could finish, a fist-sized Green Spirit appeared in Salin's hand. Seeing the pure Green Spirit in Salin's hand, Ferret was stunned and shook his head. The Green Spirit was even rarer than the Starlight Powder Crystal. This was the first time he had seen one of such quality. If this was in the past, he would have accepted it. But now, he did not have the money to buy it.
Salin thought, if this thing was easy to find, I wouldn't have come to present it. It was not appropriate to accept Ainphent's bracelet. It was given to his son to protect himself. Even though he had already exchanged for it at the same price, Ainphent must have been heartbroken at the time.
"Uncle Feliot, Ainphent and I have fought side by side." Salin placed the Green Spirit on the table and pushed it over. He continued, "I happen to know of an alchemy circle with a difficulty of nine times, and it is also used to control the corrosive rays."
Salin was speaking the truth. He had memorized Fayern's alchemy circle. If it was any other alchemy circle, he did not even know how many were twice the difficulty. This was his choice back then. Magic potions, alchemy, or magic circles, he could only choose one.
But Salin did not expect that after becoming an official Mage, he would have even less time. He did not have the time to study other things, not even intermediate magic potions.
"But I have nothing to trade," Feliot said disappointedly.
Salin laughed and stood up. He took a pen and paper and began to write down Fayern's alchemy formula. Feliot wanted to stop him, but Ainphent's mother held him back. Salin saw this and felt even more touched.
Ainphent's mother was also a strong Mage, but for her son, she was going against her principles and accepting his benefits. But this time, he was not trying to blackmail them. He just wanted to keep his relationship with Ainphent simple. They might have to interact more in the future.
It took Salin a long time to finish writing this variant of Figaro's magic formula. He even drew hundreds of three-dimensional magic patterns. As long as Salin's parents weren't too stupid, they would be able to create a set of alchemy equipment according to the drawings.
Salin put down his pen and handed the thick stack of formulas and drawings to Feliot.
"Uncle Feliot, if you don't mind, do me a favor." Salin smiled with some embarrassment. He was very sincere.
"Speak." Hearing Salin's request, Feliot and his wife heaved a sigh of relief. Even if Salin was Ainphent's friend, this gift was too expensive. They still did not know that Ainphent had traded the life-saving bracelet to Salin.
Salin took out the body of the Witcher Spider and put it on the table. He said, "I obtained this by chance and wanted to make a puppet. But I only remember an alchemy circle and nothing else, and my level is too low …"
Feliot did not say anything this time. He took the body of the Witcher Spider in his hand and carefully observed it.
"It's very complete. It would be a pity to make it in a hurry."
Feliot was very accurate. Witcher Spiders were not too rare, but they were usually very difficult to find. Even if they were found, it would be difficult to get a complete one. This thing could tear through defenses like magic shields. Of course, it could also break protective divine spells and sword auras.
"Uncle Feliot, I still have half a month before I leave. This time, I'm here to discuss business with the Count."
"Then I'll send someone to deliver it in half a month. Where do you live?"
"The palace."
…
"I'll come and get it myself." Salin said embarrassedly. He wondered if he was muddle-headed. The palace was not a market that could be entered and exited at will.
As Salin spoke, someone outside the door said softly, "Lord Feliot, it's almost time."
"Got it." Feliot agreed. He did not look angry at all. He said to Salin calmly, "Salin, I can't accompany you anymore. In half a month, come and get the puppet."
He said it vaguely, but Salin understood that Feliot and his wife were still under house arrest. Even if there were visitors, there was a time limit. He could only nod and get up to leave.
Ainphent's mother stopped Salin, took out a scroll, and stuffed it into Salin's hands. "There's nothing for you. We only have these worthless things now. Take it."
Salin wanted to refuse, but Ainphent's mother said, "This is a blank scroll. You can cast spells two levels above you. Your level is still low, so it's very useful to you."
Hearing this, Salin knew that this was probably something the couple had prepared for their son. Now that Ainphent was a Necromancer, he did not need this elemental scroll.
Magic scrolls could only cast spells one level above them. This blank scroll that could cast spells two levels above was as rare as the Green Spirit. However, the Green Spirit was a gem that could be used for a long time. This scroll was a one-time use, so its value was much lower.
Salin did not expect Ainphent's parents to be very kind people. They were completely different from Ainphent. After a deep bow, Salin left the huge laboratory. The swordsman at the door said respectfully, "Lord Mage, the Count is waiting for you."
Only then did Salin remember that he did not leave. The Count had to keep waiting.
He hurried out of the courtyard. Outside, a servant was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously. Seeing Salin, he felt as if he had been pardoned. "Lord, come with me quickly."
His words were very rude. Salin could tell that Nelis was the one who had caused trouble. He had only left for a short while, and something had happened. It was really troublesome to raise a demon. Following the servant, he hurried to the living room. There were many swordsmen of the Clyde family outside. Salin was annoyed. Did Nelis kill the Count's son? However, Salin did not care about these swordsmen. There were four Black Iron Sword Saints in the living room. Any one of them could wipe them out.
Seeing Salin return, someone in the crowd shouted, "It's that Mage's subordinate who hurt people. Catch him!"
Swoosh …
The swordsmen dispersed at the same time, leaving this person exposed. In the living room, the Count's voice sounded, "Catch the person who shouted and send him to the back for questioning."
Salin was slightly relieved. He looked coldly at the guy who was in a daze. In Holy Rock City, if a Mage did not hurt someone, you were not allowed to attack a Mage. This person suddenly shouted. If the Count's swordsmen were hot-headed, not only would they get hurt, but the Count would also be blamed later.
Fortunately, these swordsmen were very calm. There was definitely something wrong with the person who shouted. The Count was quick-witted and immediately had him arrested for questioning.
Salin watched the slightly fat swordsman being pressed to the ground by the people around him. He calmly passed through the crowd and pushed the door into the living room. Princess Rex seemed to know that she would be in trouble. She had left four Black Iron Sword Saints in advance. She had good taste. Salin thought to himself. Seeing the situation in the living room, he was still stunned.
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