Hearing Tropp's explanation, Renard's originally embarrassed expression couldn't help but silence for a few breaths, and finally replied, "Thank you."

"You have already agreed, then it's my turn. Let me see the specific situation of these two little guys."

Looking at the expressions of the three of them, it seemed as if they knew that they had reached an agreement. Master Mitchelson, who had been watching from beginning to end, couldn't help but speak.

"Okay, I'm sorry, Master."

Tropp bowed slightly and said respectfully.

Then, Tropp turned around and waved to Allen.

"Allen, come here."

Hearing Tropp's call, Allen cooperated with great cooperation and walked up to Master Mitchelson's side.

"Master, do you need me to do something?"

Allen asked nervously.

"No, just stand like this. I'll just make a rough judgment first."

Mitchellson put his hand behind Allen, and said as he stroked his fingers through Allen's slender and powerful and beautiful muscle lines.

"OK."

Feeling the other party's movements, Allen calmly changed his breath, then adjusted his body to relax his body, which had a stress reaction.

To be honest, Allen's reaction was not because of the war situation where a stranger approached him, but because of the psychological discomfort of being touched by the same sex.

The former is very well controlled by Allen, but the latter is indeed a bit uncontrollable.

Therefore, even though Allen had put most of his mind on regulating his body's instinctive reactions, he couldn't help but feel a little goosebumps and trembled.

"alright."

I don’t know if I discovered Allen’s embarrassment or really figured out the general situation, Master Mitchelson patted Allen’s arm and said with a smile.

"Oo, OK, thank you Master."

Allen shook his whole body for a moment without any detection, and then replied repeatedly.

It felt like I had finally escaped from the tiger's mouth.

"You boy..." Master Mitchelson pointed at Allen and smiled, but in the end he didn't say much, but pointed to Renard who was standing aside, signaling him to come forward.

Seeing this, Renard couldn't help but swallow and then began to move.

His pace was a little heavy, as if he had been filled with lead.

But no matter how heavy it is, it is only a few steps away, and soon he walked to Master Mitchelson.

However, to his expectations, Master Renard did not attack him like he did to Allen. He just looked at him for a moment and nodded suddenly.

"Let's go, I'll measure some other data."

Master Mitchelson turned and left, saying with his back to the three of them.

Allen looked at Renard in disbelief, his eyes full of doubt.

It seems that I don’t understand why I was treated like this.

"Uncle Tropp, isn't this a bit strange?"

Allen's depressed voice was transmitted to Tropp's spiritual sea through the spiritual network and was accepted by the other party.

"What's strange?"

Tropp naturally knew the reason for Allen's doubts, but he was calm and laughing, as if he had found nothing.

"Why are the treatments of Master Mitchelson treating me and Renard completely differently?"

Hearing Allen's question, Renard, who was walking beside him, couldn't help but prick up his ears, because he was indeed a little curious about it.

"It's very simple. The gifts I've prepared for you are different, so Master Mitchelson also observes you differently."

"What gift?"

When Allen heard Tropp talk about this, he suddenly lost his depression, and replaced it with a strong sense of curiosity.

Tropp did not deliberately keep it in hiding it, or since he had already said this, he did not think about hiding it.

After all, even if he doesn't say it, they can guess the situation through the environment here, the scope of business, and how much data Master Mitchelson collects next.

So, Tropp directly revealed the answer.

"Master Mitchelson is a equipment caster of the Empire, so I asked him to customize some equipment for you two."

"For Allen, what you have prepared is a light enchantment armor and a magic weapon in the style of a long sword."

"For Renard, he was wearing a mysterious black magic robe and a staff."

"It is precisely because of the different ultimate needs of both of you, Master Mitchelson's approach is also different."

"Of course, these equipment are not very high-end, they are all silver-level, so you don't dislike it."

"Thank you, Uncle Tropp. How could you dislike it? We are too happy!" Allen and Renard said repeatedly, their tone full of gratitude.

For such an answer, Allen and Renard couldn't help but look surprised on their faces.

After all, this kind of gift is not light, it is definitely a heavy one.

Although the current situation is that gold still appears, both the extraordinary and the magic tool have begun to appear on the world stage.

But so far, the silver level is still trendy.

Gold, mostly exists as its final foundation, is unusual.

So the two gifts prepared by Tropp really cannot be considered light.

And even if they were given golden-level magic tools, they might not be able to use them.

Things like the golden-level demon utensils can be seen but not used, but they are just a burden.

It is better to use this kind of "baby" that cannot be used at all and may even have harmful effects on itself. It is better to use a perfect silver-level magic tool that is satisfactory and just right!

"Just like it."

"And don't just thank me, there are other people's feelings in it."

"It's just that they're still busy with things now and can't show up, so I'm the only one who brings you two here."

Tropp was also extremely satisfied with the performance of their gratitude and said with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah." Allen and Renard nodded repeatedly, expressing their inner excitement and joy.

After a while, following Master Mitchelson, they walked through the curved corridor, and after a few twists and turns, they finally arrived at their destination.

It is a very spacious room with many instruments and a huge open space.

The dense and complex magic patterns spread on the ground, walls, and ceiling, covering every inch of blank space.

The place on the ground that was specially vacated was round and slightly higher than the ground.

It seems like this is an extremely miniature platform.

Alan and Renard both looked at everything in the room in surprise and quietly took the situation around them into their eyes.

This is not only out of curiosity, but also out of the most instinctive observation of the surrounding situation.

There is no way, for executive officers like them who often go out on the field, collecting intelligence is almost the most basic instinct.

The more you know, the greater the chance of surviving if you really have an accident.

This is the truth that all field staff understand and is the principle engraved in their bones.

"Okay, Allen will stand up."

After Master Mitchelson came in, he tinkered with the giant instruments that looked thick and heavy. After a while, he turned to Allen and said.

Allen glanced at the light screen that was lit up behind Master Mitchelson, and then stood obediently on the miniature platform.

To be honest, the height of this platform is not as high as most of the thresholds.

If ordinary people do not pay attention, they may even ignore the past directly.

After all, this is too short.

However, the next moment, Allen's thoughts began to change.

Under my feet and on the ground, several magic energy base points suddenly lit up, emitting dazzling light.

In the magic circle, a brilliant stream of light composed of magic energy particles begins to flow along complex magic energy circuits and mysterious magic patterns, starting from the base point of magic energy and spreading in all directions.

Soon, a complete magic array diagram was outlined and lit up.

The next moment, several brilliant streams of light rose up in the air, forming a cube composed of a bright white light curtain.

The platform under Allen's feet also made a rumbling sound, rising suddenly, rising a foot higher.

Alan was not afraid of such a change.

Instead, he looked at his feet with interest, and the divine rings flashed in his eyes, observing the nodes in the lighted magic circle.

Look, one by one [Purpose].
To be continued...