"..." Eden stared at the ring.

This ring is one of the few things he gave to others.

That bloodthirsty fool.

Carter Lucas.

There are very few cultists who are willing to give up their own interests for a win-win situation.

But that guy is an exception.

The guy showed kindness to anyone willing to desecrate the order.

Yes, people whose hands are stained with the blood of others, who blaspheme humanity, have a certain popularity among evil people.

That guy is a murderous genius.

A tool for getting things done.

It is also the only pagan chess piece that Eden is willing to use.

Eden's pupils shrank.

He never thought about letting Carter leave so easily.

After he captured Servais, it had another use.

Ken's fingers shook slightly.

One piece of paper after another was taken out of the ring.

Eden's pupils also moved with his fingers.

Eden knew what Carter Lucas was doing today.

That's something he himself knew.

The soul blasphemer planned to capture a third-level little warlock alive.

A fledgling.

There is nothing to be wary of.

Weak.

A warlock who doesn't understand darkness and was even tricked into working by his few words.

Eden never thought about it.

The guy he felt was troublesome.

The guy who is known as the soul-chasing death knell.

Would die from such a little warlock.

It was already clear to Eden that Carter Lucas was dead.

Even if it is not dead, it is no longer useful.

To him, a useless person is no different from a dead person.

He had seen Ken Service's broken umbrella.

A warlock who pays attention to his appearance is holding a broken umbrella.

He even used cold water to stimulate his spirit.

This means that he has just experienced a battle.

There was even an ambush against him.

But he won.

Eden's eyes looked at Ken's wet clothes.

The clothes are not damaged.

No wounds were seen on the body.

In fact, Ken's own clothes were torn long ago.

After all, he had his heart ripped out by Carter, and then he regenerated his body and tore almost all of his clothes to pieces.

This is a spare item.

The damaged parts of Ken's body were also repaired to their original appearance.

Naturally, no wounds can be seen.

From the outside, Ken was just wet and had not experienced any fighting.

But, Carter died.

He was killed by this little warlock who Eden never looked at and thought he was dead.

Ken took out exactly seven hundred copies of the three-ring basic model and placed them on the table.

He looked at Eden, this old warlock who was obviously a little older, with acne on his face and dark circles under his eyes, and seemed a little unbelievable.

Ken reminded: "Seven hundred copies are here. You can check the quality and quantity. The next seven hundred copies will be handed over to you in two or three days."

After Emilia strengthened Ken.

Ken can engrave no less than 300 three-ring basic seals in one day.

This task can be completed quickly.

Eden looked at these seals with a solemn expression.

He gently picked up a piece of paper.

The spiritual power extends upward.

The above structure slowly expanded and turned into a completely different structure.

Eden's mental power had spread halfway and suddenly stopped spreading.

The structure on it elastically returns to its original shape without damage.

'A mere practical person...'

Eden knew this guy was a genius.

He also learned from the... extremely perfect Miss Mansfield that the information about those crazy people in the Guiyuan Sect was very important to Ken.

But the three-ring basic seal is not a popular product.

Even for higher-level sorcerers, making this kind of seal is time-consuming.

To a warlock, time is money.

Therefore, it is necessary to spend a lot of money and connections to obtain this kind of goods that are rarely circulated in the market.

According to the well-known axioms of the academic warlocks, those of the practical school are poor and money-obsessed.

So, when Eden made this request, he just wanted to see this guy hit a wall.

Feel the pain of society.

But this Servais.

It only took eight or nine days.

I got more than 700 tickets.

And there will be more than 700 more in two days.

Eden looked at these seals with serious eyes.

even.

The size and quality are very good.

“The quantity is just right and the quality is up to standard.”

He spoke reluctantly.

He stood up, thought for a while, and handed a towel to the warlock first.

"Wipe it, don't catch a cold." He said as kindly as possible: "As for the Guiyuan Sect's information, I will get it for you right now."

He turned around.

His originally kind expression turned cold, and he walked towards the bedroom expressionlessly.

He tried to control his breathing.

The warlock has just experienced a battle.

He...should have some ability to restrain Carter, maybe it's the help of his mentor, maybe it's good luck, Eden tried to convince himself.

But these are no reasons.

He had to admit it.
To be continued...