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I quickly returned to the Mage Guild and learned from the mage that Old Farah was in his explosive laboratory today making some things that were harmful to others and myself. I immediately rushed over without stopping. Seeing the tent right in front of me, I didn’t even think about it.

The pig suddenly rushed in.＠

Then there was a "boom" sound.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough, old man Farah, come out." A certain Druid, whose face was blackened by the explosion, kept coughing and yelling.

"Hahaha, I finally got fooled by you old bookworm. Let's see if you still dare... Hey." Farah's proud laughter came out. When he walked out and took a look, he was stunned. Why was it that the person who was bombed was not the real owner?

?

He tugged at the sparse beard and thought about it. Farah's face was relieved. It was okay. Anyway, this brat was no better than the old bookworm. He didn't blow up the wrong person.

"You brat, why are you? When did you come back? What do you plan to do when you come to my place? Could it be that you were instigated by the old bookworm to disturb my experiment?" Farah asked with a vigilant look.

"What kind of orders come here, bah, you are worthy of a stingy guy like you." I wiped the scorched blackness on my face, with an angry look on my face that I wanted to pull out all his beard.

"What are you doing? Why did it explode when you entered the door? That's enough, you guy. Don't you know that the nickname of Explosive Maniac has already resounded throughout the Dark Continent?"

"Hehehe." After saying his proud words, Farah stroked his beard and smiled: "You don't know that, brat. This is my newly invented explosion trap to prevent old bookworms. No matter how hard you use to break in, the power of the explosion will be

No matter how big it is, let people reap the consequences, so what, I, Farah, am indeed a genius, right?"

"Yes, yes. The genius magical girl with hairy legs, I have known about this kind of thing for a long time."

"Shut up you little bastard, or I'll turn your house into a doghouse!"

When the sore point was mentioned, old Farah immediately blew his beard and stared, with a look of dismay on his face. When Artoria and I were getting married, he was tricked by Mu Dwarf, and the magical hairy-legged girl Farah was staged in the Elf Square.

However, he lost face to his ancestor’s family. It is still talked about by people today. Of course, the old guy’s method of revenge against Mu Aodonggua was not very mild. Anyway, both of them are the same thing.

Shameless and immoral.

"What did Grandpa Kane do to you? You want to set a trap to harm him like this." Seeing that Farah's beard exploded in excitement, I gave up and asked instead.

"Hmph. Forget about that old guy, he's done me a lot of harm these days."

As soon as Kane was mentioned, Old Farah's face turned black again. The hand stroking his sparse beard clenched with hatred and he accidentally pulled out a few strands. The distressed old man was about to cry, and his hatred for Kane became even greater.

"Think of me, Farah, throughout my life. Although I have never been compassionate or generous to the world, I have not done anything harmful to the world."

"No, no, no, you play with explosions every day, which has seriously disturbed the people. Roger's two major pests are you and the old drunkard."

I shot a precise arrow, which made old Farah's face stiffen. He recalled the past when he and the old drunkard poisoned the camp together. He coughed a few times in embarrassment and ignored my complaints.

"I, Farah, have never done anything harmful to nature. Why do I have to suffer this kind of sin? That old bookworm has been crazy for some reason recently. He has been coming to bother me all day long. He knows that experimental elites like me and magic geniuses are the most vulnerable.

What are you afraid of? I was interrupted when I was concentrating on the experiment, and then there was an explosion of [OM]. How much time and materials he wasted on me, this account will never be settled in my lifetime!"

"It's as if if he didn't bother you, your experiment wouldn't explode."

"Asshole, don't underestimate me. Without his interruption, my experiment success rate would have been increased by at least half!" Old Man Farah glared, feeling that his personality had been greatly insulted.

"Originally, nine out of ten experiments will fail. Even if Grandpa Kane doesn't bother you, he can only save you 0.5 times. Why bother thinking about it and worry about it so much?"

"You bastard, you came here to irritate me on purpose, right? Go, go, go, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." He couldn't talk to me, so old man Farah started to chase away the guests, wanting to close the door and bury him again.

In the first experiment.

"Wait a minute, do you think I'm willing to come to this hellish place where you don't know when it will explode? I heard about it from Grandma Akara. The box I brought back last time has been opened by you, right?

Return it to its original owner quickly and show it to me."

"It turns out it's for this. If I told you earlier, I wasted so much time." Farah curled his lips and didn't invite me to sit in. He turned back to his laboratory and rummaged through the cabinets for a while, then held a dusty

The quaint box came out. It was the one I picked up from the Ice Guardian. It seemed that the old man still had a trace of conscience and didn't embezzle the box and get something else to send me out.

No, the most important thing is what's inside, so don't let him give it away.

I looked at old Farah with the same eyes as I was looking at a suspect, and opened the box carefully, hoping that the colorful light would spill out from inside, and I would get the artifact, and then kill gods and Buddhas with just one sentence.

Oh, it's light, there's light coming out, it's coming, it's coming, my magic weapon!!!

I couldn't help but open it in one breath. As a result, there was light, but it was not the colorful light I imagined, but a faint, holy soft light.

Well, it's not an artifact, but special items are also good, such as the book of holy words used by the little ghost.

When I looked into the box, I was shocked. This thing wasn't even a book, it was just a ball. Yes, it was just a metallic silver ball that exuded a faint holy light.

Although it looks very mysterious, the surface is carved with mysterious carvings like stars, but it is mysterious and cannot be used as food. It has an egg for use.

"What the hell is this?" I picked up the metal ball as big as my fist and weighed it a few times in my hand, just like when buying pork to see if there are any shortcomings.

"Be careful, don't break it." Seeing me playing with the metal ball nonchalantly, Old Farah looked distressed.

"I said, you must have switched the package, embezzled the good things inside, and then randomly stuffed a small ball like this."

"You bastard, am I, Farah, like this?"

"It's not like that, you are."

"Okay. Even if I were such a person, I wouldn't be able to stuff such a precious magic item into it. Just stuff some branches, rocks, etc. into it, and it would be an advantage for you."

"..." This old bastard is truly the stingiest Rogge. I still underestimated his sanity.

However, if he can talk about it for this reason, the suspicion will be much smaller. Could it be that it is just this thing?

"What kind of magic item is this?"

"how could I know."

"Aren't you a genius mage? Study it for me!"

"Give me a question. Maybe I can calculate the answer for you." Old Farah said slowly and calmly.

"However, you give me an answer, but you ask me to accurately deduce the original question. Isn't this forcing someone to do something difficult?"

"The truth is this, is there no other way?"

I didn't give up, and worked hard to get the box back from the hell world (actually it wasn't too hard, I just brought it back after defeating the Ice Guardian). I was given this unknown thing, and I took off my pants and let me see it.

this?

"Of course there is. If we can find clues related to this metal ball, maybe we can give it a try."

"How to find clues?"

"This is the thing about old bookworms. Isn't it great to finally be able to use the useless knowledge in his mind?"

"Well, it seems we can only go to Grandpa Kane."

"Wait, dear Wu."

"Don't be like this. Tell me what you want to say. We are not familiar with each other." I had a disgusted look on my face. As soon as Old Farah used this tone, I knew that this guy must have some crooked idea again.

"Okay, okay, I want to say. Anyway, what you want is a metal ball. Can you give me the box? Compared with the metal ball that makes people scratch their heads, the box is more valuable for me to study now. The magic seal on it

Although it was untied by me, I didn’t fully understand it.”

"Okay, what's the price?" I grinned and rubbed my fingers, indicating that if you have money, it's easy to talk, but if you don't, there's no negotiation.

"You little stingy person, have you forgotten the credit I received for helping you open the box?"

"Oh, I don't remember asking you. It was you who begged me to give you the box to study, wasn't it?"

"Is this happening? Why don't I remember it?" Old Man Farah tried to play dumb.

"No problem, the two of us may have remembered wrongly. Grandma Akara was present at the time. She will definitely not remember wrongly. How about we go and ask her now?"

"No, no, no, just treat it like this, just treat it like this, isn't it okay?" Farah, who knew she was in the wrong, changed her expression again.

"Then, after the old bookworm finds clues, I will help you research for free and find out the origin and function of this metal ball. Although there is no guarantee of success."

"Why, when Grandpa Kane gets a clue, don't you still have to beg me to lend you the metal ball for research?"

I rolled my eyes, convinced that old Farah was enthusiastic about exploring unknown magic. Otherwise, he wouldn't be hiding at home every day tinkering with research, and he would be called a self-destruction maniac.

Although I don't want to praise this old man, his level of magic is indeed superb. If it is a magic item with mature production technology, it will definitely not explode. Such a reason can only prove that he is constantly exploring the magic technology that he has not yet fully understood.

"You little bastard, from whom did you learn to be so cunning?" Seeing that I was flawless and like the reincarnation of a profiteer, old man Farah gritted his teeth in hatred and scratched his messy hair, which had not been washed for who knows how many days.

The miser finally made up his mind painfully.

"Extend your home a little more for free, and that's it. If it doesn't work, it will collapse."

"It's a deal, it's settled."

Although I don’t know if this is Old Farah’s bottom line, I’m not greedy either. Hahaha, if you ask someone else to do your research for you, you still have to pay for it. Especially when this person is known as the stingiest Old Man Farah, I feel so full of this feeling in my heart.

Forget about the sense of accomplishment.

Watching Old Farah look like he was dead, he took the empty box from my hand and returned to his laboratory. I put the metal ball in the corner of the inventory and prepared to go find Kane.

Kane's home... I haven't been here for many years. It's a wooden villa... Well, maybe a warehouse is more appropriate? Anyway, from the appearance, compared to Farah and Akara's small tents, his home should be

It is the largest and most luxurious, and looks like a wealthy man.

Of course, although Kane didn't make any money and only had a pitiful elder's salary each year, there were many people in the Kane family who could make money. Books used to be very expensive, so Kane used all the aid money given by his family to buy books.

Now that books are cheaper, the result is... Kane uses his money to buy more books. If there are really no books to buy, he will probably use them for collection and education. Well, old man Farah calls him an old bookworm.
To be continued...