"Please wait a moment. Wait for me to finish this enchantment."

　　 Elok looked at the woman in the small room with some surprise. She was very quiet when she heard the door rang behind her.

　　 She looks 30 years old and very capable. Has brown wavy hair, tied behind the head, and then covered with something similar to gauze. It's not the kind of head flower that Elok imagined, but the whole trap.

　　 This is probably to prevent hair from falling on the huge workbench that occupies half of the room in front of you.

　　 She also held a small brush in her hand, staring intently at an irregular purple-black stone on the workbench in front of her. I am carefully depicting it stroke by stroke.

　　 There are neatly arranged pieces of the same purple and black stones in the room, most of which have not been enchanted.

　　 Elok stopped behind the woman, signaled the three people behind him not to speak, and waited quietly.

　　 When the last stroke of the alchemist fell on the stone, she smiled with satisfaction, turned her head and smiled:

　　 "Although you are a bit impolite to enter the door, it is still the guests who are willing to wait. You are welcome to come."

　　 Why is such a plot? Is it because the king is good to see, and the kid is difficult to deal with? Uninvited guests like us should be welcomed.

　　 But since people welcome us, why should we fight?

　　 Although a little surprised, Elok's complexion has not changed. He also smiled apologetically and said:

　　 "I'm sorry. I'm Jack, Jack Jones. Take the liberty to bother me, and look at Haihan."

　　 "My name is Ma Liman, what are you looking for? Do you want to discuss business? It seems that you are not good people." She pointed to Elok's rifle, but said relaxedly.

　　 quickly inserted the hunter's hammer into the holster on his waist, Elok smiled awkwardly, patted the holster on his waist and said:

　　 "It seems that the lady is not a local, this is the martial custom of Droll City."

　　The four people present all looked at Elok with idiotic eyes. Really saw the martial customs of ghosts, go to visit others with a musket? Can't find a suitable one for reasons? Must be so perfunctory and peculiar?

　　 Resisting the urge to complain, Ma Liman said, "I'm really not a local."

　　 "Oh? Look. I was right. You are a northerner?" Ai Lok said as expected.

　　 "Of course, in front of the Navestbon people, all northerners." Ma Liman also joked.

　　 "Hey, that's right. Let me guess. Are you an Eaton?" Elok smirked, touching his chin and guessing.

　　 Eaton State is the northernmost state of the Hutt Empire. Although it is very cold in winter, it is rich in a special kind of alpine black tea and some bitter citrus.

　　 "No, north again." Ma Liman shook his head and said.

　　 "Farther north? Any further north is in the Kingdom League." Elokke glanced at Mariman in surprise.

　　 Ma Liman. The name is very special. The last name cannot be pronounced in the language of the Hutt Empire, but the last name is Ma Li. Elok thought about her name, and said with some surprise:

　　 "Are you from the Kingdom League? I really didn't expect this."

　　 There were some smiles in Ma Liman's brows and eyes, she seemed very proud of her country, and asked:

　　 "That's right, Listanwell. Have you heard of it?"

　　 "Listenwell, the city of miracles? Tsk tsk~" Elok sighed. "You and my father are fellow. He was also in Listanwell."

　　 Probably there is no better relationship than this fellow.

　　 "Really? It's really an extraordinary heaven and an extraordinary hell." Ma Liman looked very emotional.

　　 "Since it is heaven. How did you come to this place. Poor mountains and rivers." Elok continued to wrap around.

　　 "Hi~ It's not that I can't get on anymore." Ma Liman said haha. "Come here to live. And Listwell is too cold."

　　 looked around thoughtfully, and finally looked inside the factory. The figures of those workers appeared before his eyes again. Elok asked:

　　 "This factory is yours?"

　　 Following Elok’s sight and looking outside, Ma Liman replied:

　　 "That's right. I opened a business with a friend. Doing business with conscience. Is it satisfactory along the way? What business do you want to talk about?"

　　 Ma Liman's words made Elok's feelings disappear instantly.

　　Conscience business? Cut ~ Looking at the child laborer women outside, Elok sniffed.

　　 I thought I was kidnapped to complete various heavy tasks. In that case, I could sympathize with her and rescue her. But since it is my own factory~~~. That's not the same with me.

　　 A factory opened with a friend? That Sheriff Jason? A bunch of raccoon dogs.

　　 "No," Elok said in denial.

　　 Hearing this, Ma Liman's tone was a little impatient, and she asked:

　　 "Then, fellow villager's son? What are you coming to do with me? I'm not here to climb relatives, right."

　　 "No, of course not. We came to ask if you have the second-level secret spell of an alchemist." Elok said directly.

　　 Obviously, the three people behind Elok never expected Elok to be so direct. Il tugged the clothes behind Elok quietly, and took a peek at his back.

　　 Noting Il's little movement, Elok smiled slightly, turned sideways a little, and looked at Il and gently pressed his palm. Said to be safe and restless, leave it to me.

　　 Then, he turned around, and continued to smile at Ma Liman, utterly utterly nonchalant:

　　 "I heard that Listanwell's academic atmosphere is very open and tolerant. I don't know if Miss Maryman can teach me."

　　 He placed his right hand on his waist subconsciously, leaning forward slightly, and his left hand drooping naturally.

　　 "Of course. Listanwell's extraordinary atmosphere is very good. It is quite open and tolerant. But we also use exchange as the main method of communication." Looking at Aylock's right hand, Mariman raised his head and said without changing his face.

　　 "Can you tell me in detail?" Elok folded his arms and asked in confusion.

　　 "It is equal exchange. We exchange knowledge with each other. You can't just listen to lectures without teaching." Mariman grinned.

Nodded with satisfaction, Elok agreed, "Yeah, indeed. It's not good to reach out to the party. It's a broad road to communicate with each other, and you can only fall behind behind closed doors~lightnovelpub.net~hahaha~you speak. Very interesting. Are you ready for knowledge?" Ma Liman seemed to be amused by Elok's words, and said, covering her mouth.

　　 "Of course, of course. In order to show my sincerity, let me talk about a piece of knowledge first. You see if this knowledge is enough for exchange." Elok showed that he was very concerned about the transaction.

　　 After a second of meditation, he ignored the small movements of Il and Rona behind him, and said bluntly:

　　 "A transcendent person will precipitate will body crystals after death. It will even mix and precipitate astral body crystals. Do you know this?"

　　 "I know. This is something that transcendents know. What then?" Ma Liman also looked casual, nodded and said.

　　 Seeing this, Elok also nodded in response, and continued to say in a flat tone:

"Yeah. Then do you know that if a historian uses the skill'Yesterday Reappearance' on the will body crystal of an extraordinary person after death, he can get the memory of the extraordinary person before his death? And if the object becomes a star The spirit body crystallizes, you can directly obtain secret spells and corresponding skills."

　　 "Huh? This~~~" Ma Liman glanced at Elok's hand on the right waist, then glanced at his serious expression. He replied with a stiff expression:

　　 "I really don't know this."

　　 "Well, my father is a historian." Elok nodded again, his hands drooping naturally, and said nonchalantly: "This knowledge is enough."

　　 "Of course, this knowledge is enough to exchange for a secret spell." Ma Liman hurriedly affirmed.

　　 "This is very useful knowledge. It can help you save your life." Ellock smiled purely.

　　 "Indeed." Ma Liman's expression was a little stiff. "This is valuable knowledge."

　　 "So, what is the secret spell? Ma Liman. It's your turn."