An alchemy bomb was not an ordinary alchemy item. It was very dangerous. During the refining process, the slightest mistake could cause an explosion. Therefore, very few alchemists would make an alchemy bomb. If the refining process was already so dangerous, the alchemy bomb would be even more terrifying in actual use. A teardrop-sized alchemy bomb could blow a house into the sky!
With Marguerite's identity, she could even get a treasure like the Candace Energy Potion. If she wanted to, she could definitely get an ordinary alchemy bomb. However, she actually asked him about his proficiency in refining alchemy bombs. Therefore, he was sure that what she wanted was not as simple as an ordinary alchemy bomb!
Facing Connor's inquiry, Marguerite fell into silence. After a long time, she slowly opened her mouth under Connor's gaze. "I want to blow up a building. I've tried using ordinary alchemy bombs, but they are useless."
"What building do you want to blow up?" Connor asked while staring into Marguerite's eyes. He had to figure out what Marguerite's goal was. If Marguerite wanted the ordinary alchemy bomb that he had provided to the Secret Society, then Connor would not hesitate to agree to it for the sake of the Candace Energy Potion. After all, he would not expose too many characteristics of his refining technique when making those ordinary alchemy bombs.
However, if Marguerite wanted the crystal alchemy bomb that he was best at, Connor would have to carefully assess the risk before deciding whether to make it for Marguerite. After all, when an alchemist refined an alchemy item, they would more or less leave behind the characteristics of their refining technique during the refining process. The more exclusive the item was, the more exposed it would be!
Due to the huge destructive power of an alchemy bomb, once Marguerite did something big and the other party could not find Marguerite, they might follow the traces left on the bomb and find him. That would be very bad, especially now that he was known as the "Bomber" in the Church of the Storm.
"I can't tell you too much about the ruins at the moment, but Connor, you have to believe me. I won't do anything stupid with the bomb!" Marguerite said seriously to Connor.
Glancing at the Candace Potion on the table, and then looking at the expectant Marguerite sitting opposite him, Connor thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "Tell me what kind of alchemy bomb you want to refine."
Hearing that Connor seemed to have agreed to her request, a smile appeared on Marguerite's charming face. She knew how big of a compromise Connor had made. She carefully took out a tattered blueprint that emitted a rotten smell from the space ring. Marguerite solemnly handed it to Connor.
After receiving the blueprint, Connor opened it and looked at it carefully for a while. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he turned to Marguerite and said, "This is an underground palace?"
"That's right! I want an alchemy bomb that can blow up this tombstone! "Marguerite pointed at the top right of the blueprint and said.
"Tombstone?" Following Marguerite's finger, Connor looked at the little black dot on the blueprint and narrowed his eyes. If Marguerite did not tell him that it was a tombstone, he would have thought that it was a wall from the blueprint!
As for Marguerite's request to make an alchemy bomb for her, Connor was careful. He did not tell Marguerite what kind of bomb he could refine. Instead, he asked Marguerite to tell him what he needed. This way, when Marguerite told him what she needed, she would more or less reveal her purpose to him!
Judging from the blueprint of the underground palace, Margaret didn't seem to be lying to him. The entire underground palace was set up with an extremely ancient formation. Although Connor wasn't clear about the specific functions of the formation, he could tell from the style of the formation on the blueprint that it was at least from the Byzantine Era. The tombstone that Margaret pointed out should be the control center of the entire formation. Once the control center was destroyed, the power of the entire formation would be greatly weakened! Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After thinking for a while, Connor put down the blueprint and shook his head at Marguerite. "If you want me to refine an alchemy bomb, I can refine one for you. Its power is enough to blow up an ordinary tier-1 defensive magic item, but I have not investigated the tombstone. I don't know what material the tombstone is made of, and if there are any restrictions on it, so I can't guarantee that it will be able to blow up the tombstone!"
Hearing Connor's answer, Marguerite was obviously disappointed. After taking back the blueprint from Connor and putting it back into her space ring, she thought for a while and said to Connor, "Then let's do as you said. Refine the alchemy bomb for me, and I'll see if it works!"
"Okay!" Nodding, Connor took out a piece of paper and wrote down a list of materials with a fountain pen. He handed it to Marguerite, "These are the materials needed to refine the alchemy bomb. With the materials, I can refine the alchemy bomb within a week!"
Glancing at the list of materials, Marguerite nodded and said to Connor, "I'll give you the materials as soon as possible!"
After solving this problem, Marguerite had no intention to stay here. She stood up and was about to leave, but when Marguerite walked to the door, Marguerite seemed to have thought of something. She stopped and turned her head. She said to Connor in a mischievous manner, "Last time I paid attention to your injuries, but I didn't expect that you, Connor, also improved so quickly!"
"Well … Hehe!"
Seeing that Marguerite finally realized that he had become a senior apprentice, a proud smile appeared on Connor's face.
After teasing Connor, Marguerite didn't hesitate. Her figure flashed and flew out of the wall of Connor's apartment. She directly disappeared into the vast night.
Seeing that Margaret had left, the smile on Connor's face disappeared. He walked to the window, looked at the pitch-black street outside, and let out a soft sigh.
In the end, he didn't verify the information from Dr. Gursey with Marguerite at this time.
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