Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 3009 Lucia Workshop

Angel looked at the boiler-shaped phantom and had a guess in his heart.

"This seems to be...witch soup?"

The image of the boiler is very common, but the boiler emitting pale pink smoke basically only refers to one thing in the wizarding world: witch soup.

This is not to say that it is a rule, but a concept established by convention.

This concept comes from a witch named Windsor, who is a very famous master of pharmacy and has invented countless witch soups that are still famous today.At that time, the most commonly used logo of the Witches of Windsor was a boiler with pink smoke.

At that time, there was already a common perception in the wizarding world: the boiler with pink smoke represented witch soup.

With the passing of the Witch of Windsor, this tradition has not disappeared, and has been circulating in the wizarding world. Until today, as long as you see a sign of pink smoke coming out of the boiler, you basically don't run away, it is witch soup.

"It seems that this is a shop that sells witch soup." Angel thought to himself, "So, the master of Bulu is here to buy witch soup?"

Angel didn't think much, and walked into the shop directly.

The process of entering the store was very smooth, which surprised Angel a little... because most of the wizarding world involves technical stores, and there are more or less barriers to entry.Depending on the level of the store itself and the strength of the visitor, the threshold varies.

There are also shops without thresholds, but the lack of thresholds often means that "restrictions" will be reflected in other places, for example, the price of goods will be more expensive.

Just as Angel was thinking this way, a figure stopped him from moving forward.

Bruce?When Angel saw the other person's face, he subconsciously thought of Bruce.But soon, he realized that something was wrong. Although the appearance of the person in front of him was exactly the same as that of Bulu, his body was at least twenty times larger, and he was completely normal in height.There is no natural atmosphere around her body, and there are no butterfly wings on her back. She looks like an ordinary girl in a long skirt.

At this time, the girl who looked almost the same as Bulu said, "My name is Bulu No. [-], and I am the receptionist of this store."

The voice of the girl in the long skirt is also very similar to that of Bulu, but her eyes are not as vivid as Bulu's.

"Blu No. [-]?" Angel seemed to have thought of something, looked at the neck of the other party, and could vaguely see the streamer flashing under the lustrous white skin.

Seeing that gleam of light, Angel had a realization in his heart. Sure enough, it was an alchemy puppet.

Generally speaking, the energy source of alchemy puppets is near the navel, which is the best division point from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, and also the best point for energy operation.

Also because the energy of the alchemy puppet is in the navel, when the alchemy puppet makes a sound, the energy will flow to the head through the internal pipeline.At this time, by observing the neck, the identity of the puppet can be easily confirmed.

After confirming the identity of the other party, and looking at the complete interception posture of Bulu No. [-], Angel said with some comprehension: "Are you the receptionist or the qualification inspector?"

Angel's words seemed to trigger a certain voice control feedback on the Bulu No. [-].

"Guests, to enter Lucia's workshop, you need to sign a simple contract."

Sure enough, it came... Hearing the words of Bulu No. [-], Angel immediately understood that it was not that there was no threshold, but that it would be triggered after entering the store.

"What contract?" Angel asked, with a hint of doubt in his tone... Contracts are easy to fake.

"Guests, please rest assured that it is not a paper contract, nor does it need to be bound by the power of the contract. It is an oral contract that follows the heart."

Obey the verbal contract of the soul, to put it bluntly, there is no binding force, it all depends on your own oral agreement.Even if you voluntarily violated the verbal contract, nothing will happen... As for the "inner demon", there is no such thing.At most, it will make some people with a strong sense of contract feel uncomfortable for a while.

This is also in line with the tonality of the store.

After all, it would be strange to think of an ordinary shop that you have never heard of asking you to sign a contract that is extremely binding and bound by the power of the contract.

"What verbal contract?" Angel asked.

Bulu No. [-] immediately said: "The owner doesn't want the information in the shop to be leaked out, so I hope the customers can keep silent after leaving the shop."

Angel understood it as soon as he heard it, it was a very common verbal contract.

He didn't hesitate either, and said lightly: "After I leave here, on the premise of not violating personal morality, I will not disclose the people and things I saw in the shop to the second person."

This is an agreement, there is no need to swear, and there is no need to sign a contract, as long as you follow your heart and say these words, it is considered a verbal contract.

After Bulu No. [-] heard Angel's words, his eyes instantly changed from calm and indifferent before to respectful and polite, and his tone became warmer: "Dear guest, forgive me for my poor hospitality, welcome to Lu Thea Workshop!"

Angor looked at the Bru No. [-] who had changed his face, and said silently in his heart: This is really realistic... He was a guest before, but now he adds the front name of "respect", which is exactly the same as Bru in the hotel.

"I don't know what are the needs of the respected customers?" Bru No. [-] has naturally moved out of the way and no longer prevented Angel from entering the store.

Angel walked in and asked, "Why are you called Bulu No. [-]?"

Bulu No. [-] was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised by Angel's question. Didn't ordinary guests already start asking about witch soup?Why did you ask her?
After being stuck for a long time, Bulu No. [-] said: "This is the name the master gave No. [-]."

"What's your relationship with Bruce?" Angel continued to ask.

Bulu No. [-] hesitated for a long time before saying, "I am the receptionist that the master made based on Bulu."

Angel: "Why does your owner have to be modeled on Bulu? Does the owner of this shop have anything to do with Bulu?"

Bulu No. [-] stayed where he was, with mosquito coils already appearing in his eyes, as if he didn't know how to answer.

After a long while, Bulu No. [-] finally spoke, but instead of answering Angel's question, he said in a warm tone: "Dear guest, welcome to Lucia's workshop! Need? Do you need Bulu No. [-] to make some recommendations for you?"

Angel: ...It seems that the IQ of Bulu No. [-] is not very high.

In other words, the owner of Bulu No. [-] did not engrave these questions into the thinking template of Bulu No. [-].

Angel did not continue to embarrass Bulu No. [-], but talked about his intentions: "I was introduced by Bulu."

Bulu No. [-] was dull for two seconds before he said: "Is that so? Then I don't know what the respected guest wants?"

Angel: "..." Are you in a loop?

Angel thought for a while, and instead of talking to Bulu No. [-] immediately, he turned his head and looked at the shop.

Since Bulu clearly stated that its owner is in this shop, it should be possible to see it here.

The external hall of Lucia Workshop is not too big, except for a decorative boiler in the middle, there are glass cabinets.

There are all kinds of witch soups in the cupboard, but the witch soups are all wrapped in special black cloth, so you can't see the inner appearance at all, let alone smell the smell.

Looking at the bowls of goods tightly wrapped in black cloth, if you don't say that the cupboard contains witch soup, some people may misunderstand that it is a bowl of ashes.

Angel didn't have any need for witch soup, so instead of looking at the witch soup in the cupboard, he looked at the customers in the store.

There were six customers in the store, except for one who was talking to another "Bru Do Not Know How Many Numbers" by the counter, and the others were all gathered around a golden cabinet, chatting with each other.

What puzzled Angel was that none of the six guests was the owner of Bulu.

Angel still remembered that Bulu's master was a young wizard with white hair and green eyes. Not to mention that there were no teenagers among these guests, there was not even a formal wizard.

Angor looked back at the dumbfounded Bulu No. [-], finally shook his head, and walked to the counter.

He didn't ask the "I don't know how many numbers" at the counter, but looked at a little old man in classical robes who was checking out at the counter.

This is the only guest who is alone, and his strength is about the peak of a third-level apprentice.

From the perspective of emotional perception, this guest is obviously calmer than other guests, and he is probably a regular customer.Since he is a regular customer, maybe he knows the owner of Bulu?
Angel's arrival made the little old man a little nervous.

Angel did not conceal the aura of a formal wizard, and even though he did not use coercion, the little old man was a little terrified.

His emotional color had even been tinged with purple-black for fear.

Angor stopped about three meters away from him. Although Angor hadn't spoken yet, the little old man had clearly noticed that Angor's target was himself.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, and said in a respectful tone: "My lord, what can I do for you?"

Angel said in as gentle a tone as possible: "You seem familiar with this place, are you a member of Starlight?"

Angel pointed out the reason why he found him in the first sentence, and asked the question directly in the second sentence. This was actually a reassurance for the little old man: I didn't come to find fault with you.

The little old man also heard Angel's implication, and after heaving a sigh of relief, he replied, "I'm a member of Starlight, but I'm just an ordinary member."

Ordinary members are members who have spent less than 999 magic crystals.

Angel: "Since you are a member, should you know Bruce?"

The little old man glanced at Bru No. [-] behind Angor, then at Angor, and thought: "If your lord is referring to the natural elf Bru, I have seen it."

Angel: "That's it. It told me that its owner is here, but I don't seem to see its owner here."

What Angel meant was that he didn't see the boy with white hair and green eyes.

What the little old man understood was that the natural elves are elemental elves, and those who can become their masters are basically formal wizards.And the customers in this shop are all apprentices, so it is impossible for them to be the master of Bulu.

Although the ideas are different, the final direction is similar.

The little old man: "The owner of Bulu, due to some factors, I can't reveal his identity. However, adults can go to meet the owner of this workshop."

As the little old man spoke, he hinted with rich expressions.

Angel was not stupid, and immediately understood what the little old man meant.

When he mentioned that he was "unable to disclose his identity due to some factors", he kept glancing at Bru No. [-], and poked his finger at his heart.

This is clearly telling Angel that the so-called "force majeure factor" is the threshold of this store.It was also the verbal contract mentioned by Bru No. [-] when Angel came in.

The second sentence of the little old man asked Angel to meet the owner of the workshop. When he said this sentence, he still did not let go of his finger poking his heart, which was actually a hint.

It shows that his second sentence is still related to "oral contract".

The owner of Bulu, the owner of the workshop... is related to the oral contract?

A conjecture vaguely floated in Angel's mind, but he felt that this conjecture was a bit absurd.

——Couldn’t the owner of the workshop be the owner of Bru?

Should not be ah.

Angel did not ask this question, but nodded slightly to the little old man to express his gratitude.

The little old man stepped back while waving his hands. After making sure that Angel hadn't paid attention to himself, he rushed out of the shop.

Angel didn't pay much attention to the little old man's cautious attitude.There is a difference between apprentices and ordinary people; between wizards and apprentices, this gap is even greater, comparable to a natural moat.

Coupled with the stubborn character of many wizards, the little old man's caution is normal among apprentices.

Angel ignored the little old man who left, but turned around and said to Bulu No. [-], "Take me to see the owner of the workshop."

After Pausing for a second, Bulu No. [-] said, "Please wait a moment, I need to contact the owner before I can make a decision."

For the next period of time, the Bulu No. [-] seemed to be down, and stood there stupidly.

It wasn't until half a minute later that Bulu No. [-] woke up. However, at this time, Bulu No. [-]'s eyes were not as dull as before, and they were a little more agile.

Bulu No. [-] looked Angor up and down as if seeing Angor for the first time.

After a while, Bulu No. [-] said indifferently: "Are you introduced by Bulu?"

As soon as Bru No. [-] spoke, Angel guessed that the alchemy puppet in front of him should have changed its "inner core".

"Are you Bolu's master?" Angel asked back.

Bulu No. [-] nodded: "Yes... I probably know what you are looking for me for, come on, I will wait for you behind the workshop."

After speaking, Bulu No. [-] lowered her head. Two seconds later, when she raised her head again, the agility in her eyes disappeared, and she returned to the normal state of the alchemy puppet.

"Dear guest, the master has already enabled the guest to go to the workshop laboratory, guest please follow me."

Bru No. [-] bowed to Angel, and then made a gesture of leading the way.

Angel did not refuse, and followed Bru No. [-] to the side of the workshop hall.

Passing a curtain, they came to a wooden corridor.

After walking forward for about twenty meters, after passing a corner, Angel saw a laboratory with an open door.

"This is the master's laboratory." Bulu No. [-] stopped at the door of the laboratory, as if he didn't intend to go in.

Angel took a look at the laboratory, especially perceiving the surrounding magic pattern circuits, and after confirming that there were no dangerous traps here, he stepped into the laboratory.

As soon as he entered this pure white laboratory, Angel immediately smelled a strong smell of herbs.

Following the source of the smell of herbs, Angel looked over.

On one side of the laboratory, there stood a large boiler steaming with phantom mist. All the smell of herbs came from the boiler.

However, Angel cared more about the people standing by the boiler than the witch soup refining boiler.

It was a girl in a large wizard robe, with long pure white hair and green eyes...

Oh no.

It's a teenager.

(End of this chapter)