Mary Jones
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“When I first heard the words of the nobles and Anthony’s grandfather, I didn’t believe that the Red Crystal Gargoyle was that powerful. After all, I’ve seen 4-star alchemical creatures, Houndhead Men, and Warriors before. They’re slightly stronger than ordinary beginner Level 4 professionals, but there’s no chance of winning against the best 4-star ones! However, the Red Crystal Gargoyle was as powerful as an advanced 5-star professional, just like what brother Dyson had said. As a magical…
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“President Belek, do you still think you have an advantage?” The bandit leader looked at Belek with a faint smile and mocked him loudly. His eyes were filled with disdain. In the past, this old fellow did not treat him as a human. Now, he would definitely take revenge! “Brother Dyson, I’m very sorry. I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. Most likely, they were instructed by a traitor to charge at me and implicate you. I’m really sorry. In a while, I’ll get my guards to…
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Mas put a hand to his forehead, clearly annoyed by Belek. He explained helplessly, “Firstly, I can’t reveal my master’s information to you. Secondly, I can tell you clearly that our destination is the Gloom Forest at the border of the Storm Empire. We still have about seven to eight hours of travel.” As a smart person, Belek naturally knew what it meant to stop when one was ahead. He nodded and did not ask as many questions as before. The group continued forward for a distance when suddenly,…
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Because of the “gift” of the Red Crystal Gargoyle, Timothy waved his hand and gave the alchemy formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir to Mas. After Mas obtained the formula, he was no longer willing to continue entertaining this person who was about to die. After all, he still had an appointment with Belek, so he directly left with Sha You and the others. In an instant, when Mas and the others reached the gates of the Storm Empire’s capital city, they finally saw Belek and the others.…
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300,000 gold coins?! Mas stared at Timothy and his face darkened. There were only two possibilities for the current situation: One: The appraiser treated him like a fool because he looked young and gullible. Two: He raised the price and let Mas talk to him in detail so that he could achieve some sort of unspeakable goal. But no matter what the reason was, he had held a grudge. Mas adjusted his mentality and tried to make his expression look better. “Mr. Timothy, you should know the…
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It had been less than three minutes since the rabbit-eared lady entered the iron gate. The iron door was violently pushed open, making a loud clang. A middle-aged man with curly golden hair walked out quickly. Seeing Mas outside the door, he strode to him and said with a smile, “I’m the chief appraiser of the Storm Empire’s Alchemist Guild branch. You can call me Timothy! How should I address you? ” As the saying goes, one does not slap a smiling face. Mas adjusted his mood and said,…
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“Since you want to buy the elixir formula, I am very familiar with it! Let me lead the way, okay, boss?” Leah cooed as she shook Mas’s arm. An elf who knew how to wheedle was really irresistible. At that moment, a soft voice came from behind. “Ahem, Leah, you can’t be too willful. You’ll cause trouble for the boss.” Mas looked towards the source of the voice. It turned out that Sha You felt that Leah’s words were too rude as a servant, so she reminded her. “Alright, Sha…
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She watched as Mas brought a group of elves out of the Chamber of Commerce headquarters unscathed. Walter, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief. A stone that had been hanging over his heart finally fell. If he could not see the figure, he was ready to go back and call Harry in to get Mas out. “Honorable Boss, it’s great to see you come out unscathed!” Walter heaved a sigh of relief. “Walter, there’s no need to make a fuss. Didn’t I already…
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“Brother Dyson, since our business is settled, when shall we set off?” Although Belek had never met Master Mas, they had been friends for a long time. At this moment, Belek could not wait to transport the alchemical materials. “Hey, don’t be anxious, President Belek. I think Master Mas will welcome you anytime. However, President Belek, I still have a mission that my master has yet to complete! My master had asked me to come to the capital to purchase materials, and the second task was to…
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It would be a lie to say that Belek was not moved. Belek, who had been working hard in his early years and had endured countless hardships, finally made it out and began to enjoy wealth and glory. Generally, nobles like him, who were born later, cherished their lives more than ordinary ghosts. A four-star alchemical creature that was 100% obedient to him and was comparable to an intermediate five-star professional. If it was him, he would also be very tempted. And he naturally knew about Master…
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