This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 116 A Black Market Bounty of 32!

After taking a long detour, I deliberately chose a secluded corner.

Baggins anchored his magical alchemy hut on an abandoned landmark pillar outside the town.

At this moment, inside the magical alchemy hut, Baggins, observing through the projection window, was slightly uneasy.

He both hoped that the terrifyingly powerful human wizard would find him.

Judging from the opponent's performance, which was disproportionately similar to their level and strength.

As long as the other party is willing, Baggins believes that there will be no problem for him to return safely to St. Rand.

However, he didn't really want that human wizard to find him.

Because that guy is from "Lamor".

Everyone in St. Rand knows that the Church of the Dark Sun destroyed Lamor six months ago.

This guy who has Ramour as part of his name clearly has an unusual relationship with Ramour.

And what he did happened to be related to the Church of the Dark Sun.

What if the human wizard learns from that ranger that he has connections with the Church of the Dark Sun?

I am afraid……

"You seem a little worried!"

Baggins, who was deep in thought, was startled by the sudden sound and jumped up.

The "Wailing" weapon in my hand almost went off.

"Damn it..."

But when they clearly heard that it was the voice of the human wizard...

Baggins's rapidly rising anger was effectively suppressed by him.

"I mustn't get angry... I mustn't get angry... If I really get angry, I'll lose my life."

Baggins was frantically warning himself.

Tucker let out a soft breath and spoke slowly.

"That wandering swordsman said everything he should and shouldn't have said."

"You work for the Church of the Dark Sun, don't you?"

He looked at the cold, scrutinizing eyes of the human wizard before him.

Feeling his life was threatened, Baggins finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He suddenly raised his steam-powered shotgun, aimed at Tucker, and roared.

"Yes, I work for the Church of the Dark Sun, but so what?"

"I was tricked into going there."

"Those damn bastards, they say there's an ancient treasure, and they want me to repair the Gate of Opening, and they'll give me extra money when I finish repairing it."

"But when I got there, I found out that they had me repair an abandoned portal to another world."

"If I don't fix it, they'll use a hammer to smash my head open."

"I have no choice but to give in!"

"In the end, I escaped, but all my apprentices died."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Are you going to use your Lamoorian laws to sentence me to death for working for the Church of the Dark Sun?"

Tucker scrutinized Baggins for a moment before slowly speaking.

"You might want to speak more slowly and fill in some details."

"What do you mean?"

Baggins scrutinized Tucker, who still wouldn't stop his "wailing".

Tucker, meanwhile, leisurely pulled over a chair from the side, sat down, and stood at the same height as the dwarf alchemist.

"Some people are contaminated by the Dark Sun simply because their bodies and extraordinary ecosystems are polluted in the Dark Sun environment. However, they resist the contamination of the Dark Sun and will gradually dissipate after leaving the Dark Sun area for a period of time."

"And some people are corrupted by the power of the dark sun deep within their souls; it is the faith of the heart and will."

"If you belong to the latter group, you were already dead when I first saw you."

"You were coerced by the Dark Sun to work for them in order to protect yourself. I can't see what you did wrong."

Tucker's words left the dwarf Baggins stunned.

After a while, he finally put down the steam shotgun.

"I'm sorry, I do have a bad temper, but it's mainly because it's too... dangerous here."

"If I didn't like to prepare many methods before taking risks, I'm afraid I would have really been killed by the Church of the Dark Sun this time."

"Sooner or later, I will use my wails to smash the heads of a few more members of the Church of the Dark Sun."

After muttering and complaining for a while.

Baggins begins to recount his series of encounters after being tricked from St. Rand into the depths of a mountain cave behind the Black River Valley.

Although his greed played a part.

But as Tucker said, at least he did not believe in the Dark Sun.

"They kept a close watch on us so closely that if we didn't work hard, they would beat us to death on the spot. My two apprentices were beaten to death right in front of me."

"I could tell that those beasts never intended for us to leave alive."

"Fortunately, I hid an extremely powerful teleportation scroll using the method of concealing it with my beard."

"When we reached a certain stage, we opened up the transit station, only to find that there was a fallen dragon lord there. This attracted many powerful figures from the entire Black River Valley."

"As an expert in alchemy, I was also assigned to tasks such as moving things around."

"During a break from work, I secretly teleported away with a few dragon scales."

"I thought I had done it very discreetly, but they still managed to find out."

"They started searching for my location in this area."

"And then...and then it was about how you found out I was hiding."

After listening to the dwarf alchemist's story.

Tucker couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

They are truly a prime example of someone who values ​​money over life; even in that kind of situation, they were still thinking about the dragon scales.

In this situation, Tucker only had one question to ask.

"How many dragon scales did you steal?"

"What do you want to do?" The dwarven alchemist looked at Tak with a hint of wariness.

"It's nothing, I was just asking out of curiosity," Tucker said, shrugging.

"Three pieces!"

"What tier of dragon is that?"

"Fifth tier".

"A fifth-tier dragon isn't that high a level. It must have been injured and fled here, unable to save itself, and eventually died," Tucker said.

"Yes, that fifth-tier dragon had its abdomen torn open, and the wound couldn't heal. You can tell from the marks left on its scales and skeleton." The loud-voiced Baggins confirmed Tucker's guess.

"Fifth tier, dragon bloodline, lord level."

"Even a seventh-tier human superhuman, if they run too slowly, will be grilled on the spot."

"Such a powerful being still died tragically in a remote and desolate place."

"There are still many, many terrifying beings in the extraordinary world."

"Not to mention, in the depths of the starry sky, there are those indescribable beings."

Tucker sighed softly.

Immediately, Tucker looked at Baggins.

"Even if a fifth-tier dragon dies, its scales will eventually coalesce due to their unique properties, so there should be quite a few scales left, right?"

"Yes!"

Baggins nodded.

"But they will definitely store those many scales in the safest place in the Black River Valley steam tower."

"Um!"

Tucker simply nodded calmly; no one could tell what he was thinking.

Baggins wanted to say something more, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

"You're only level 19 right now, I'll continue giving you forging materials!"

"Once you advance to the second tier, we'll be safer too."

Baggins intends to continue fulfilling his contract, which would make him more valuable.

"No problem, I was just about to say that too!"

Tucker nodded.

"Advancing earlier will indeed make us safer."

Open the small door leading to the alchemy chamber.

As Baggins started the source steam engine, he placed the crucible in place.

Tucker also produced a second set of leader-level materials.

"Are you really one of Ramour's men?" Baggins asked while adjusting the equipment.

Why are you asking this?

"I'm just curious, you're so amazing, your extraordinary talent must be astonishing, how come I've never heard of you before?"

Tucker raised an eyebrow.

Have you heard of "Hilor," the steam-powered female knight of Ramor?

"Of course I've heard of it."

Baggins raised his voice a few octaves.

"A few months ago, during a duel among the students of the Saint Land Extraordinary Academy, the Steam Knight Siror pinned the knight who was a rank higher than him to the ground. Well... you know what, that knight's forehead was really hard. He smashed several reinforced marble slabs, but he still refused to admit defeat."

Tucker laughed when he heard this.

Hilor is indeed very arrogant.

It's not surprising that they did something like that.

"Besides Hilor, there's another person named Ramour who's also quite famous. I don't know if you've heard of him."

"Who?"

"A guy named Tucker."

"Tucker?" Tucker's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Is this guy named Tucker... famous?"

"Of course..." Baggins smiled.

"That guy is a blasphemer. Even the guard dogs in the St. Land dungeon know that."

"It is said that the blasphemer named 'Tark,' who has a bounty on his head in the Saint Land black market, has a reward of 32 magic gold."

"32 magic gold? Is that high?" Tucker was taken aback.

"Yes, that's how tall it is." Baggins nodded confidently.

"Many people are paying attention to Ramor because of the high bounty offered by the blasphemers in Ramor."

"That's why I'm so confused. You're incredibly strong, and you're from Lamor, so why don't you have any reputation at all?"

"Perhaps... it's because I haven't been to Saint Rand yet!" Tucker said casually.

"Hmm... that's possible... with your abilities, you'd definitely become famous very quickly if you went to St. Rand." Baggins smiled.

During the conversation, Baggins quickly became engrossed in forging the leader-grade material.

Meanwhile, Tucker quietly pondered the situation, waiting for the materials needed for his upcoming promotion to the Rank 1.

The water in the Black River Valley is very deep.

In the Black River Valley border town alone, Tucker noticed quite a few undercurrents quietly surging.

Only by advancing to the second tier as soon as possible can Tucker navigate this undercurrent.

(End of this chapter)