He was talking nonsense, and if he brought the things back, the other party would only tell him that the mystics truly serve the Star-Moon Council.

Then he must be angry to death?

He thought for a moment and blocked this possibility first: "Everyone knows that the mystics are loyal to the Star-Moon Council."

The man smiled: "This is just an appearance. I happened to hear something."

Fang's eyes flashed slightly, but his face remained calm, and he just looked into the other person's eyes silently, as if to confirm whether he was lying.

But the man didn't look away and seemed very calm.

Only then did Fang reply: "Deal."

It's just a matter of finding a barrel of wine. The task itself is not too troublesome.

But in his heart, he didn't really believe that the other person was really just here to taste the wine. This person seemed to behave in a chaotic manner, but sometimes he was very rational. He gave the impression that he was not completely a madman, but rather had a deep-seated purpose.

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But having a purpose is not terrible, he also has his own purpose, as long as the interests of both parties are on the same side for the time being. As for what's wrong with the 'Desert Blood', he will naturally check it himself. Not only him, but also others around him

Miss Tata and Kitta are also naturalists, so they will always find some clues.

He looked at the other person and asked, "What should I call you?"

The man shook his head: "The name is not important, but you can call me Delan."

Fang silently wrote down the name, intending to find time to check if there is any record of this name in history. It is not easy to look up a name in the vast sea of ​​documents, but it is limited to the history related to mystics, and then

Plus the time limit from the Battle of Bain to now.

During this period of time and scope, maybe there will be some discoveries.

Unless a pseudonym is used, this possibility is not small.

But Fang didn't care, he just subconsciously cared about this person's identity, and felt that there might be a deeper connection between the other person and the mystic. Now he was captured by the mystic, and later a series of blind followers and wandering alchemists were involved.

For side tasks, he would have to pay attention to the details in this area.

If you really don't find anything, it doesn't really matter.

He turned around and was about to leave, but Delan stopped him from behind. When Fang turned around, he carefully took out a piece of paper from under a pile of straw: "I promised you to cover up the magic power earlier.

The technique of perturbation, this is what I learned from my research here, and I give it to you."

Fang looked at each other a little surprised.

He does care a little about this technique, because this technique is mostly a unique secret technique obtained through personal research.

Of course, unique secret skills may not necessarily be useful, just as he may not be able to use this skill. He uses non-attribute magic power, which is not within the effect range of most monitoring spells.

However, this thing is very valuable to other people, especially the unique skills, which themselves have the property of being a rare commodity.

Delan seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "But you must swear an oath to Angina, not to spread the word."

"Then what's the use of this thing to me?" Fang Yi was stunned: "You have also seen that the monitoring spells of the mystics are ineffective to me."

"That's not necessarily the case," Delan said with a hint of mystery in his eyes, "Believe me, maybe it will be of great help to you in the future."

Fang looked at this guy who had become garrulous again. To be honest, if this thing couldn't be spread, it would be useless to him.

After all, learning skills requires experience. Of course, he can't waste experience for no reason to learn something he doesn't need. He originally cared about this skill because he wanted to see if other people in the Seven Seas Brigade could use it. If it didn't work,

It can also be resold. Such unique skills are very expensive in the market.

But he thought for a moment, it would be too pretentious not to take what the other party gave him for free. Even if he didn't use it, he could still take it with him. As Delan said, if he does need it one day,

What? Aitaria is so big and full of wonders, so this is not impossible.

Thinking of this, he took the crumpled piece of paper from the other party's hand and said thank you.

Before putting away the note, Fang glanced at it and realized that the 'piece of paper' was actually a piece of rag or part of clothing, and the words used to write on it were probably some kind of plant dye.

There is also a piece of straw wrapped inside the piece, and one end of the straw has been treated and stained with traces of ink.

He was slightly startled, and immediately realized that this 'piece of paper' was actually something that the other party had tried every means to record using various crude means after he was imprisoned here.

No matter what the true identity of the alchemist who calls himself "Delan" is, or how weird his behavior is, he is still conducting research related to alchemy in a difficult environment while being imprisoned in this place, and he has spent all his efforts to convert these things.

Recorded it and gifted it to him selflessly.

Fang looked at Delan's somewhat gloomy but calm eyes, and suddenly realized that the other party wanted him to inherit this hard work.

Seeing the other party's ragged clothes and stooped figure, he suddenly couldn't bear it and couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"You really don't want to leave this place?"

"If you are willing, I am at least 70% sure to take you away."

Fang gritted his teeth and made a point with the other party. Although it may not be safe after leaving this place. Unless they can meet up with the eldest princess's people, but that is another matter. He thought that no matter what, it would be at least better than

It's much better to stay in this place.

But what he expected was that the man did not hesitate at all and shook his head slightly: "I appreciate your kindness, but it may not be a good place outside. It shouldn't be said that it is the same everywhere. I have already

Now that you're used to it, just bring the 'Desert Blood' for me."

Fang looked at the other party, and although he felt a little strange, he nodded slowly.

After leaving the dungeon, he took out the note again and looked at it. Since he was using non-attribute magic power, he didn't pay much attention to this skill at first. It was just because he had sworn to Anji that he could only learn it by himself. He couldn't.

Side story, so with the thought of being better than nothing, he decided to take a closer look at what attributes this skill had.

In his imagination, this skill should be about shielding magic power disturbance, because when the magic furnace or all magic devices are activated, there will be more or less inevitable magic leakage, just like all magic phenomena, this

This kind of leakage will naturally cause disturbances in the surrounding Ethernet network.

It seems novel to block disturbances, but from the perspective of ether operation, it is actually not impossible. In fact, you only need to apply a blocking spell on it to easily block the magic disturbance, but the problem lies in the blocking spell itself.

It will cause disturbance, so it must be applied in advance.

Fang was originally a little curious about how the other party implemented this in real time.

But when he saw the skill attributes on the 'piece of paper' analyzed by the system, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Because the skill name displayed by the system is not a magic shielding skill at all, but:

‘Magic Recycling’
Chapter completed!