"So there are actually two forces between you and Carmond?" After listening to Christopher's story, Alfie quickly grasped the gist of it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Our ultimate goals are not the same, and we are not destined to be integrated. Christopher agrees with Alfie, and in the process of telling, he cleverly avoids what their ultimate purpose is.

"But I see that you trust each other very much. Alfie sighed.

"It's a wonderful but fascinating relationship. We can give each other's backs to each other, but that doesn't mean we'll agree with each other's ultimate goals. I have no doubt that one day we will meet in arms, but until that moment comes, we will always be good friends and good brothers!" Christopher said impassionedly.

His excitement triggered a violent cough again: "Ahem, cough, strange, why is Master Madison so slow to dispense potions this time?"

"Maybe he can't handle the high-end ingredients this time, right?" Elfie teased, not mind disparaging the old guy in his mouth.

"I think we'd better go to Master Madison's potions lab and have a look. Alfie's words gave Christopher a very bad feeling, and he had not forgotten that Master Madison had a "glorious" history of blowing up the laboratories of the Royal Apothecary Society.

Alfie shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent, in fact he was extremely curious about Madison's lab, and although he was full of disrespect for the old guy because of some misunderstanding, he was curious to know how the so-called potions in this world were made.

Not far from the central fort there is a separate courtyard enclosed by granite, in which Madison's laboratory is located. A three-storey building made entirely of granite stands alone in the center, surrounded by a bare patch that has been cleaned up exceededly.

There was a crackling explosion in the lab, a puff of black smoke came out of the window, and Madison's angry voice shouted, "Hell!

A gloating arc was drawn on Alfie's lips, this old guy really wasn't fully familiar with the medicinal properties of the Colorful Dragon Bone Grass. At this time, a mischievous idea suddenly popped up in his heart, and he took out the demon note and began to write:

"What potion can treat Christopher's injuries?

Aobo gravel potions, you deserve it. [Answered]

(Cost: One day of life has been deducted from the total.) ）”

"How is Aobo gravel elixir prepared?

Divide the preparation methods of pharmacists, ordinary pharmacists, and non-pharmacists. 【Please select】

(Cost: One day of life has been deducted from the total.) Conscience tip: Depending on the choice, the unequal lifespan of the host will be deducted)"

'Shet, this demon note is getting more and more greedy, and this kind of answer is embarrassing to deduct a day's life!" Alfie complained in his heart, Alfie, who already knew this demon note very well, knew very well that this guy must have dug another big hole for him to jump, but he had already broken the jar and broken, and he did not hesitate to choose the non-pharmacist preparation method.

"Alfie, what are you doing, why don't you come in quickly?" Christopher greeted as he stood in the door of the lab. He noticed that Alfie was holding a notebook with a suspicious smile on her face, could it be that the bard had begun to take note of what he had seen?

"Chris, you should know very well that no one is welcome in my lab except you!" Madison's anxious voice came from the lab, and any pharmacist who had failed dozens of times in a row would not be in a good mood at this time. What's more, Madison was also a self-estimating potion master, which made him lose face, and most importantly, the continuous defeat caused him to lose a lot of precious Colorful Dragon Bone Grass, which was like plucking out his heart.

"Master, can you see that Alfie has provided a lot of colorful dragon bone grass......" Christopher's intercession was not finished when he was rudely interrupted by Madison.

"Unless he can provide a few more Colorful Dragonbone Grass, ......" Madison stopped halfway through his sentence, and then he rushed out of the lab like a whirlwind, knocking Christopher who was standing in the door of the lab to a stumbling ground.

Outside the laboratory gate, Alfie had a mysterious smile on her face, holding several times more colorful dragon bone grass in her hand than before, and dangling at Madison who was changing into a flattering smile like a puppy with meat and bones.

"Well, Ai, Elfie, Master, can you give me one, no, three of the Colorful Dragon Bone Grass in your hand?" Master Madison asked with a grimace as he rubbed his hands together.

Alfie raised her head high, her chin almost tilted to the sky, "It's no problem to give you all these colorful dragon bone grasses, but what are you willing to exchange for?"

"Anything in my lab, as long as you can see it, can be exchanged with you!" In Madison's mind, the value of so many colorful dragon bone grasses has long been far greater than the sum of everything in the lab.

"But I can't even enter the lab, how do I pick the items to exchange?" Alfie deliberately showed a look of embarrassment.

"This lab is always open to you for as long as you want to. Madison made a gesture of please, and even flatteringly used a wind magic to sweep the already unusually clean ground again.

Christopher covered his face, and the image of Master Madison as high in his heart completely collapsed, he had never seen the arrogant Master Madison so servile and humble himself.

Alfie snorted softly, winked smugly at Christopher, and stepped into Madison's private lab.

In this 500-square-meter laboratory, the entire floor is opened up to form a huge experimental space. In the middle of the laboratory is a huge experimental table, which is filled with all kinds of equipment needed to prepare pharmaceutical agents. The most striking of these is undoubtedly the large crucible in the middle of the console that faintly exudes a restrained halo.

After seeing this crucible, Alfie immediately began to think about whether to wait for the next time, whether to exchange this crucible, which looked like a good thing. Wouldn't that make the old Madison feel the most flesh pain - yes, Alfie is now simply deciding on the amount of pain that makes Madison feel the pain in the exchange. The more Madison hurts, the better, preferably the kind of pain that hurts the heart. This is the only way to avenge Madison's rudeness to him, and to soothe his heart, which has been hurt by the loss of another full year of life—yes, the Demon Note has blackmailed him again through the preparation of the Aobo Gravel Elixir!