The solid hardwood stairs, on which little Stacie's hollow crystal short boots made a "ta-ta-ta-da" footsteps, were crisp and sweet.
Seeing little Stacie jumping all the way to the corner of the stairs and turning around with a grimace, and Raymond wrapping his fur coat tighter, his mood also improved.
But when Raymond also stepped onto the second floor, an old, hoarse and tired voice echoed. "Who is it?"
Raymond, who didn't respond, turned his eyes and quickly observed the room in front of him.
All the windows were blocked by thick curtains. At the very end of the dimly lit floor, there was an extremely long table. A bald old man was sitting on a recliner behind the table, rubbing his eyes as if he had just been there.
He looked like he had been woken up, and looked at Raymond and Little Stacie who appeared at the top of the stairs with a searching look.
After feeling the obscure energy fluctuations in the room and discovering that the bald old man was a third-level wizard apprentice, Raymond took off the hat on his head and walked over with little Stacie.
The bald old man stood up with his eyes narrowed, with a recalling expression on his face. "My lord, what do you need?"
Looking at the messy little things on the long table, Raymond repeated his request again. "I want to buy a burning potion!"
As Raymond spoke, the unique aura of a first-level wizard was also emitted by Raymond.
The bald old man's eyes immediately became serious. His expression became surprised and he bowed his head respectfully. "Dear wizard, welcome to the House of Shadows branch, but if you need the burning potion urgently,
, you may be disappointed.”
His heart sank, but before Raymond could ask, the bald old man quickly introduced him. "There was originally a bottle of Zhiyan Potion here. But it was booked by a customer last night, but if you can wait a few days,
If not, the medicine can be delivered in a week."
"A week later?" Raymond, who frowned, repeated his words and immediately gave instructions to the chip. "According to the method of obtaining the burning potion after one week, we will judge the changes in the body!"
"Task established, start analysis..."
The stereotypical chip sound echoed in his mind. Red dots flashed in Raymond's pupils, and a large amount of data appeared in his sight.
The bald old man standing behind the table, after finishing speaking, pulled the rope around him that led to an unknown place, causing a crisp ringtone to echo throughout the room.
Seeing that Raymond's expression was a little ugly and his tone contained an apologetic bald old man, he immediately gave him some advice. "I'm really sorry. Although the value of this medicine is not high, there has been no sales all year round, so there are only
A bottle of reserve. But as long as you give me a week, I can prepare even the most difficult medicine for you, sir!"
"Why does it take a week to make a reservation?" He ignored the suggestion made by the bald old man. Raymond, who lacked corresponding understanding of the House of Shadows, also started to ask questions while waiting for the chip to give a conclusion. "Since it is just a reservation.
Go out. Can you help me contact the buyer? I am willing to pay a high price to let him transfer it."
"Dear Sir, although the buyer hasn't taken away the bottle of potion yet," a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, but the bald old man quickly shook his head with a wry smile. "But if you buy this bottle of burning potion,
He is definitely worth a lot of money."
Raymond was about to speak, but when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he immediately closed his mouth and pulled the chair next to him and sat down.
Seeing this, the apologetic bald old man also sat down quickly. After the handsome boy brought the refreshments and disappeared at the top of the stairs, Raymond spoke solemnly. "This potion."
It's very important to me. Since you can't help me, please tell me his name."
"Dear Sir, this is absolutely not possible!" The bald old man smiled bitterly and refused directly. "The things sold by the House of Shadows need to keep the identity of the buyer confidential. I really can't do your request.
Done."
After carefully observing the expression of the bald old man and seeing that he didn't seem to be perfunctory, Raymond frowned and fell into deep thought.
But the strange atmosphere that spread in the room frightened little Stacie who was standing next to Raymond. She held Raymond's hand tightly and came closer.
Holding little Stacie in his arms, the chip's conclusion just came back. "The mission is completed, the deduction conclusion is as follows..."
The three-dimensional model that appeared in Raymond's sight, the blue dots representing the cold energy on it, spread rapidly with the rapid passage of time, even if he continued to take the solvent prepared from the heart of the red clover and the fire lizard.
, this cold energy will also spread to Raymond's whole body a week later, causing irreparable damage to his body's functions.
"6% of the leg muscle tissue was necrotic, and the system dropped below 2 points." Raymond pursed his lips and silently looked at the chip conclusion, and his face turned livid. "Such consequences are unbearable!"
The heavy heart caused Raymond's coercive pressure field to emit again. The coercive pressure field with a cold breath caused the temperature in the room to drop sharply, and also made the bald old man sitting down turn pale.
"Dear Sir," the bald old man, who was suppressed by the coercive pressure field and the cold breath, was trembling all over and seemed a little unable to bear it. "This is the House of Shadows branch. It's useless for you to make things difficult for me!"
Looking directly into the eyes of the bald old man, Raymond leaned closer to the long table, and his tone became cold. "If you can't help, even if the House of Shadows backs you up, what kind of person is facing the threat of death?"
Everything can be made!”
The bald old man was imprisoned in the chair by Raymond Weil's pressure field. Fear appeared on his face, and his cheeks twitched and his expression became horrified. "If I say anything, the House of Shadows will kill me!
"
"I said I'd die later, but I didn't say I'd die now!" Raymond withdrew the pressure and handed the snacks on the table to Little Stacy, but his tone became calm. "A wizard with no retreat.
, can do anything.”
"This is the House of Shadows branch, my dear sir!" Even without the pressure of the pressure field, the bald old man's face was still extremely pale, but he was still trying to persuade him. "It will be over in two days."
There will be patrols from the House of Shadows coming, you can't run away!"