Due to the impact of the sandstorm, there are not many people in the Questak Adventurers Guild.
From the outside, this building looks like an old temple. I heard that it used to be a temple, but it has been unexplained to know which god belongs to for a long time. Fang Zhu speculated that it was the temple of secondary gods such as Youdrik, and his believers originally overlapped with adventurers.
The ancient murals on the deep vault have long been mottled and discolored. The floors are paved with pebbles in the hall, and the maroon-red stones form strange patterns. There are only a few people sitting next to the round tables. Most of them seem to have no energy. The lighting in the hall is not good, a little dim, and the only light comes in through the flower windows on one side of the wall.
There were some green vines hanging on the beams, revealing a tender yellow light.
Fang Zhu did not look at the rows of bulletin boards and walked straight to the paper counter in the center of the hall. Since the adventurers' guilds of Kaolin-Ishurien, all of them belong to the Goland Adventurers' Union, the interior furnishings from the north of Elpahin to Istaniya are mostly similar.
There were even fewer people at the counter, and there was an elf carrying a longbow on handing over the task, and a young man on the other side was asking the staff what to do.
Since this man actually brought two followers, Fang Yu couldn't help but look at each other for a few more times, and then he found that the two followers were wearing scimitars under their robes, which looked like desert knights. The young man noticed his gaze, turned around and nodded to him.
Out of politeness, Fang Yu nodded to the other party and bowed.
Then he inserted between the two, and the counter number of the Questak Adventurers Guild was marked with sun, moon, sun and green forest. The counter where the man was located was marked with sun marks, and he happened to come to the counter with green tree marks hanging.
The staff behind the counter was a Paparal. This was the first time Fang Lun saw Paparals except Parker in Kaurin-Ishurien. However, in the hot southern part of Istaniya, it was not as rare as in the north. The male Paparal staff was drowsy in a pile of sheepskin scrolls. Fang Lun knocked on the marble table twice in a row before he woke up and climbed up and looked at him in confusion.
"Is there a royal entrustment?" Fang Yu asked.
The Paparals obviously still have some difficulty understanding the situation: "Which royal family?"
"Of course it's the Penelope royal family."
The Paparals woke up and searched through the old papers for a while like sleepwalking, and then shook their heads at him.
"No."
"Really not?" Fang Yu was extremely suspicious of the other party's condition.
"I remember, the royal family has not issued any missions for half a month." The Paparal people suddenly remembered something.
Fang Yu looked at the other party and confirmed that the other party was not perfunctory, so he was stunned for a moment. The royal families in various places sounded unattainable and seemed to have no intersection with adventurers, but the palace was not full of important matters such as kings and important ministers, princesses and princesses, politics and war.
The royal family actually has many trivial matters, which are usually the head of the palace manager, such as helping the palace sorcerers collect some rare materials, and even helping a princess find their lost pets, etc. There are often a lot of things like this in each quarter. Although he is not clear about the situation in Istaña, it should be a bit surprised to hear the tone of the Paparal people.
The royal family has not issued any missions for half a month, and Fang Yu instinctively felt that this might be related to the current events.
But I don’t know if it’s because the King of Sand is so cautious, even taking this detail into consideration, or is it just a coincidence?
However, no matter which one it is, it means that the plan he had planned before was temporarily stranded.
The Paparal man saw him standing still and couldn't help asking: "Does sir need other tasks?"
Fang Zhu shook his head slowly.
In the strange gaze of the Paparal, he turned around and prepared to leave. However, as he turned around, the conversation at the counter next to the door with the sun logo came into his ears:
"Has Master Bollard really not come back?"
"Master Bollard originally planned to return this week, but no one expected this sudden sandstorm. You also know that it is unrealistic to return under such circumstances. His Highness Alef, I'm sorry."
Because of a distance, Fang Yu did not hear the names of the people they said clearly, but he could probably tell who the other party was looking for. The person he was looking for did not return because of the dust storm. The plan to sneak into the palace was not going well, and he was a little upset. He just took a look over there inadvertently, but happened to see something in his hand:
“Tower Magic Fire?”
Hearing this title, the young man stopped and looked back at him. The other party was slightly stunned, and then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and asked, "Do you know this thing?"
Seeing the other party's eyes, Fang Yu was slightly stunned. When he nodded to him before, he didn't pay much attention because he was a little absent-minded, but at this moment he realized that the young man's eyes were quite beautiful, and his eyes were as bright as a brown gem.
The other party was handsome and handsome, with a straight nose, slightly curly hair, and a melancholy temperament. He was wearing a luxurious robe, and the beautiful satin was obviously not a civilian clothing. Fang Yu had just spoken subconsciously before, and didn't want to pay much attention to this person.
But looking at the two followers around this person, he suddenly moved slightly and changed his mind. This person seemed to be of a good background, and although he might not be able to help him, it would be good to make friends with a noble in the city and inquire about information when he had no idea.
Thinking of this, he stopped and nodded.
The tower magic furnace is a rather ancient magic furnace, or even an antique. The design of this magic furnace was born about six or seven centuries ago and was one of the early configurations of the magic furnace. It once flourished in the Aoshu Empire, and later it gradually faded out of history as a new generation of magic furnace design emerged.
The last tower magic furnace also left the stage of history three centuries ago, and the young man was holding this magic furnace at this moment. Others might not recognize this magic furnace, but it is different, because the tower magic furnace was an early classic design, and it can actually be inherited until the era of the Noumerlin elves.
In his design drawings, Hain Fanmu listed the scenes of how a crystal should be used in the "new" magic furnace. The "new" magic furnace mentioned here is actually a tower magic furnace. Of course, this elf master must have never imagined that his so-called new magic furnace was already a design that was lagging behind and eliminated after more than a thousand years.
In fact, Fang Zhuo took a lot of effort to transform the old crystal design into a contemporary magic furnace to use. The idea of ​​a crystal was naturally proposed by this elf master. It was done by him to truly put it from paper to reality.
For this reason, he knows the structure of several old magic furnaces.
Seeing him nodding, the young man couldn't help but look in surprise: "Are you an alchemist?"
The staff at the counter originally wanted to remind him, but suddenly saw five golden crosses on the neckline of Fang Rush. He subconsciously held his mouth and even glanced at Fang Rush in surprise.
Such a young and high-level alchemist is rarely seen in Istaniya.
The young man obviously noticed this, so he simply brought the servant over and said in a sincere tone: "My name is Alef. Can you help me repair this magic furnace? Since you can recognize it, you must have known this magic furnace, right?"
"Repair?" Fang Yu was a little surprised. He didn't know how to repair this thing. The core of the magic furnace was nothing more than crystal. If the non-crystal structure was damaged, the other part of the shell and the ether could be repaired. But the crystal structure was nothing to professional crystal craftsmen. Although the tower magic furnace was a little bit off, it was not difficult for him.
What surprised him was that there was something to repair this thing? It wasn't that it was worthless scrap iron. The tower magic furnace could still be used as an antiquity today. There were also a large number of rich people and alchemists who would collect this thing.
But the collections don’t care whether the magic furnace can be used. As long as the ‘quality’ is preserved well, no one really knows how to use an old antique magic furnace.
"Yes," Alef nodded: "You must have come to the Adventurers Guild to seek a commission. If you want, can you regard this as a commission? We can register this commission in the Guild immediately, so that no matter whether it is points or remuneration, it is no different from a general commission."
"In terms of remuneration, you can rest assured that we can calculate the best one."
Fang Rong thought that this was also a good person, and it seemed that he really had a certain identity and status. He said so confidently, which means that the Adventurer Guild should still sell him two points of face.
Besides, the staff on the side did not object.
He had a desire to make friends, so he didn't object, so he just nodded and said, "Let me take a look first."
Alef quickly handed over the things as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
As Fang Yu expected, the tower magic furnace was indeed a problem with the crystal structure, and the core crystal inside was completely unavailable.
He solicited the other party's opinions, and after learning that it could be replaced, he simply bought materials at the Adventurer Guild on the spot and made a core crystal - of course, the bill was paid by the other party.
He was making the core crystal here, and several alchemists who entered the hall were attracted by it. They were still asking about the task they had and seeing if they could take advantage of it. But when they heard that they were making the core crystal, they couldn't help but look at Fang Zhu.
Craftsmen with a level in the border area of ​​Istaniya are rare, let alone crystal craftsmen. In recent years, the alchemists among the conveners have been steadily increasing, but the number of crystal craftsmen has not increased much. There is no such thing because this thing is a luxury of the Great Guild, and the craftsmen themselves must have solid basic knowledge.
This alone eliminates most of the candidates, but the indigenous people can calm down and develop on this road.
It is naturally surprising that there is such a young crystal craftsman at this time.
Young and not low-level alchemist can almost be said to be synonymous with the caller-
But these are things that Fang Ling has become accustomed to on weekdays. Whether it is making crystals, dismantling magic furnaces, or even tower magic furnaces themselves are not rare things. Others looked at them in a fog, but he completed the task in just a few seconds. After all, he still has something to do.
"alright?"
Seeing him put on the shell again, Alef asked unexpectedly.
There were also buzzing discussions around. If the communication was not discontinued, there would have been a person who would have photographed the scene and posted it to the community. Repairing the magic furnace is not a rare thing, but Fang Yu's movements were too fast, so fast that it was a little dazzled. In the eyes of others, it would take at least an hour to do it. How long did it take?
Someone even took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and yelled: "I haven't arrived for ten minutes?"
Alef also took the magic furnace with some doubts and tried to inject magic power. No matter what technique, it was always impossible to do. Others also stared at the scene with wide eyes, and saw a low noise from the old antique magic furnace, and suddenly, the etheric guides on it lit up one after another.
Alef was shocked, with a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes, and he hurriedly turned off the magic furnace, as if he was afraid that if he could not bear the damage to the old antique magic furnace again after a moment of slowing down.
However, Fang Ling felt that the other party’s concern was purely unnecessary. How could the things he had cultivated be broken so easily?
There are many masters of craftsmanship in this world who have their own unique secret skills in making various magic weapons. In the process of masters of craftsmanship, he may not be as good as those from those who came from schools and had a certain accumulation of geniuses, but it is better to repair magic weapons. Since Miss Scape told him the truth and compared the level of others.
Fang Yu can be said to be very confident. He should have no opponents within the twenty levels in this regard.
But what he thought, others would not do so.
Alef was obviously very excited. He gently put down the magic furnace and couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Congratulations, Alef," the staff member couldn't help but be happy for him: "Although Master Bollard has not returned, you finally solved your own trouble."
Alef couldn't help but open his arms and hugged the other party. "You're right, Odd, today is my lucky day, the goddess of luck is here. I'm sorry for the entrusted matters. Please be sure to give this gentleman the best record, and only pay for me."
People around him couldn't help but feel a little envious of Fang Yu. The Adventurer Guild often had commissions, but the local tyrants were not often.
"This is natural." The staff member also replied with a smile and pushed him away.
However, Fang Yu was a little dissatisfied. If it wasn't for the reason that it was because of his own reasons, he wouldn't be in the mood to help him repair something.
But since he has practiced all, he is not in a hurry and is waiting for his goal to achieve.
Alef turned around again, and according to the etiquette of the desert people, he hugged Fang Zhuo heavily and said, "Thank you, my friend."
This made Fang Yu a little at a loss for a moment.
Fortunately, the enthusiasm of the desert people was nothing more than that. After the staff registered the task for him and received the reward, he exchanged his name and contact information with the young man named Alef. Although he wanted to make friends with each other and get information from him, of course it was not at this time, and there were opportunities in the future.
After all, asking such a sensitive question as soon as you start, it is hard to guarantee that it will not arouse the other party's vigilance, and you can only take this kind of thing slowly.
No matter how hard the Adventurer Guild is, he naturally has no need to stay there. But before leaving, several Adventurer teams came up with shamelessness and asked him if he was willing to take an adventure and do some materials. Their team happened to be short of a professional alchemist.
Fang Zhu naturally refused one by one.
But he didn't expect that he had just walked out of the hall and heard a voice coming from behind him.
"Wait, my friend, where are you going?"
Fang Yu looked back and saw who was not Alef who called him? The young man's brown eyes looked even more dazzling under the sun, but his long hair covered his wheat-colored forehead, which looked a little gloomy. However, the other party's smile was very cheerful, and he walked up and patted his shoulder hard:
"Where are you going, my brother?"
Fang Yu: "???"
Why did this person get along so quickly? He was a friend just now, and was promoted to a brother so quickly?
Is it that cheap, brother?
However, the other party obviously saw his surprise, so he took his hand away with a little embarrassedly and explained with a smile: "I forgot to say that you have helped me a lot. According to Istani customs, I have to thank you very much."
"I've received the reward," Fang Yuming had a purpose in his heart, but he was very calm. "Mr. Alef."
But Alef shook his head: "Reward is reward, thanks is thanks, this is not the same thing."
"Okay," Fang Rong felt a little embarrassed when she saw that the other party was so enthusiastic. "But next time, I have something to do now."
He really had something to do. Today he couldn't ask him directly if he knew about the palace. Half of this day had passed, and he was planning to go elsewhere to investigate the information related to His Royal Highness the Princess.
But Alef smiled: "If there is anything we can walk and say, I know there is a pretty good tavern not far away. Look at the sky, it's almost noon, you haven't eaten yet, right?"
Fang Yu looked at the man speechlessly, and opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
“…”
He was also speechless. Are the Istani people so hospitality? Why is this person so familiar?
Chapter completed!