This wizard is unscientific

Underground street, obsidian material shop.

"Well...your 'in two days' is really fast."

"The last time we met was just a few hours ago."

Old Comb looked at the magic gold that Tucker took out and smiled happily.

Whenever he sees these thick and heavy magic gold, Lao Kom can always feel that he is several years younger.

"Is there any reliable alchemist?"

Tucker lowered his voice.

"The degree of reliability depends on the amount of magic gold you have." Old Kom, who felt like he was alive, became much more energetic.

"The second-level alchemy robe is somewhat damaged. It maintains its original shield properties and adds some source energy recovery materials." Tucker said slowly while thinking.

"The price of the second-level extraordinary equipment is not cheap."

"Just repairing it can't be done without 10 magic gold."

"Materials cost extra."

"15 magic gold source energy recovery materials, a total of 25 magic gold." Tucker gave the range he could accept.

Although it is more expensive, it is safer.

"No problem!" Lao Kom simply agreed.

The underground streets of Larmore Tower City State are a gray industrial chain that has spontaneously formed, and Lao Kom is a part of it.

[Alchemy Robe] is more about assisting in the fine control of source energy and absorbing source energy to form a shield.

The [Wizard Robe] is more about helping the wizard accelerate the absorption of source energy, and at the same time helping the wizard complete the first source energy refining.

If you want the shield and fine control of the alchemy robe, but also want to speed up the absorption and refining of source energy, can you do that?

sure.

However, you have to pay more!

And, the more you add, the better the effect.

That is, in the supernatural world.

"Money ability" is still effective!

After the transaction was completed, when Tucker was about to get up and leave, Old Comb called out to Tucker.

"Tucker, have you heard?"

"What?" Tucker was stunned.

"The underground devil's treasure! This is a big deal."

Lao Kom said with great interest.

"Everyone is talking about this matter now, you don't know about it, right?"

"Although the news was blocked at the tower, it was still passed on."

"I wonder which bold tomb robber actually dug up the treasure in the Demon King's tomb."

"And a big hole was dug in the sealed door of the Demon King's Tomb."

"Now, everyone wants to go to the Underground Demon King's Sealed Area in groups."

"Even if you don't go to the sealed door that was opened, the sealed doors in other places are also very good."

"You...won't you go?"

Tucker thought for a while and said seriously.

"I'm not interested in treasures!"

Then, he left without looking back, and he left very resolutely!

"Not interested in treasure?"

Old Kom touched his white beard.

"When did this kid change his gender?"

"strangeness!"

…………

The day of ashes is rising.

The blood-red luster gradually became thinner.

But walking on the streets was still very cold.

Tucker originally planned to rush to the peripheral tombs in the tower area.

But when I saw those "bunker areas" with sharp and high roofs exposed in the sun.

Tucker planned to take a detour and might be able to discover something.

"As expected, the matter was exposed, or in other words, it couldn't be hidden at all."

"This guy Carlos must have been locked up by his sister."

"Otherwise... given that guy's temperament, when the Ember Sun rises, he will definitely recruit people at the Griffin Crypt Tavern to start a new round of adventure."

"And...there are no tower personnel stationed at the Griffin Crypt Tavern."

"At least, that kid and her sister didn't tell me anything."

"He's quite a loyal guy."

"As long as I don't look for trouble regarding the seal in the Demon King's Tomb, it's basically fine."

The matter of sealing the devil's tomb was gradually let go.

Tucker raised his gaze and fell on the sharp and twisted eaves of the tall roof.

The original house was not like this.

But when the undercurrent of ashes arrived, many things came alive.

In other words, the remaining light of the dark sun has slightly reshaped the world's ecology.

Except for the extraordinary steam emitted by the roaring steam tower, the ecology within the scope is still within the scope of human understanding.

Everything in the depths of the undercurrent of ashes challenges human cognition.

After the undercurrent of ashes dissipated.

This slightly twisted, yet extremely strong and unique building has also been preserved.

And this also formed a unique architectural style.

It also has a very nice name - Ash Gothic!

The bunker area, these three or four-story houses with bunkers, were bought by many businessmen.

They regard it as a foothold and warehouse for entering and exiting the city-state of Larmore Tower.

The purr of carriage wheels resounded in the wide streets.

Tucker was like a bard, walking through the bloody sunshine and walking through the ashes of Gothic buildings.

Sometimes I stop and watch, sometimes I feel thoughtful, and sometimes I have some enlightenment.

soon.

Tucker stopped at a crossroads that symbolized the intersection of fates.

"Da da da……"

An exceptionally majestic and tall "black-toothed horse" with a body as thick as thick ink.

Pulling an extremely wide four-wheeled carriage, it stopped at the intersection.

Although the carriage body and curtains shrouded the inside tightly.

But Tucker still had a clear view of the internal situation.

A middle-aged wizard who seems to be at the peak of his energy, experience, ability, and strength.

A young man about the same age as Tucker.

Also a wizard.

Moreover, he is a wizard with the power of blood.

The extraordinary equipment on his body is probably comparable to Tucker's entire outfit, and may even be much higher.

"The rich boy of the wizard family!"

Tucker said silently.

There were no other carriages at the crossroads.

But the black-toothed horse stopped.

Seems to be waiting for something.

"Level 29, his body is amazingly strong, and his endurance is even greater."

"If you turn into a sheep, it would be best to turn into a black goat. In the depths of the wilderness, goats are one of the best mounts."

Tucker focused his eyes on the black-toothed horse and saw it clearly.

It seems that Tucker's comments were felt.

The black-toothed horse glanced at Tucker.

"broken……"

Tucker secretly thought something was wrong.

as expected.

When the black-toothed horse and Tucker looked at each other for a moment, they raised their heads high, shook their beautiful black mane vigorously, and then gave a deep snort.

"To be despised by a horse."

Tucker had a dark look on his face.

The "Black-toothed Horse" is a ferocious carnivorous horse of the genus Equus, and has the ability to see through its sight.

If your level is higher than the horse, you are qualified to ride it.

But if your level is lower than it.

Excuse me.

Don't even think about riding, they will even create a chain of hierarchical contempt for you.

Inside a house near an intersection.

A plump girl with fair skin and wearing a light yellow dress saw this scene and covered her mouth and started laughing.

"It's so interesting that the wizard was despised by a horse."

"Oh... I almost looked at that black-toothed horse."

"If it sees the level, I will be despised too."

The girl quickly used her slender palms to block the position of the black-toothed horse at the intersection.

Girls are also wizards.

The other side.

Behind glass in the attic on the top floor of a bunker.

A young man wearing a black wizard robe with a gloomy face and a black rune mark on his forehead.

Watching all this quietly like a sculpture.

A young man from a wealthy wizarding family.

A poor wizard who is out of tune with the bunker area and can only stand on the roadside.

And that girl with amazing growth.

These scenes were perfectly presented in the young man's mind.

And young people are also wizards.

soon!

The clatter of horse hooves sounded, and the proud black-toothed horse led his master away.

The girl also closed the curtains.

The young man in the attic moved his gaze elsewhere.

An unexpected little gathering has come to an end.

It feels like all insights, sights, and perceptions are separated from oneself.

Tucker on the roadside rubbed his eyebrows.

What was covered by the palms was Tucker's smiling mouth.

The bloody morning light passed through the gap in the palm and fell on Tucker's pupils, reflecting the face Tucker wanted to find.

"Hello, A-level genius!"

"Hmm...a nice meeting."

"I hope I made a good impression on you!"