"Why does this flame seem to be fire-attributed?" Alvin interrupted the magic in his hand.

"This stick can present all material aggregation and material transformation as dark attributes, and the speed of material aggregation and transformation is twice as fast as that of ordinary staff." The old man showed pride.

Alvin nodded.

"Although dark attributes are rare, as long as you fight a few more games at the Pillow Sword Club, you will inevitably be prepared." Alvin meant that if the opponent's armor was covered with dark-resistant gems, wouldn't he be finished?

"The reason is that, but this kind of dark-attribute purple-cut stone cannot be bought at will. Only a few kilograms are produced in Fuzi's ore vein a year." The old man raised his eyes and reminded.

"Well, let's try another one for me." Alvin was always a little worried about all magic being dark. He thought to himself that he could buy it, and others should be able to buy it. After all, the city has much more financial resources than him.

"Hello, I'll choose another one for you." The old man also saw that Alvin was worried, so he started to choose again.

I picked up several of them later, and they were all magic wands that enhanced a single attribute, which were roughly the same as what Fei Timo asked him to try last time, except that the things in the store changed the material faster and the casting was much smoother.

"After choosing, it's still not as amazing as this staff." Alvin held the dark staff and felt it carefully in his hand.

"Yes, little guy, I can't get it wrong when I hear my old man's fault. The first thing I feel is good is often the most suitable one." The old man comforted with a smile.

Alvin nodded and asked, "How much does this wand cost?"

"One Hundred and Fifty Looney." The old man smiled politely.

Alvin couldn't help but gasp and looked at the old man in surprise.

Every fine line on the old man’s smiling face is as if it were a sign, and it seems that it will not be cheap at all.

Alvin also smiled politely, "It's not expensive, it's really not expensive." He had already cut Fei Timo alive dozens of times in his heart, and secretly thought that he could save his character for the sword.

Alvin still had a very graceful dedication to the old man. Just now, Kaiba, who was bored outside, looked at the Looney that Alvin took out, and couldn't help asking if Alvin had bought a car of equipment.

When Alvin told him, he bought a staff, and Kaiba also showed a polite smile on his face.

"Do you two want to look at something else?" The old man seemed to have no idea of ​​Alvin and Kaiba's strange expressions from beginning to end, and greeted him enthusiastically.

"No, no, no," Alvin and the others said in unison, and walked out of the store with a goodbye gesture.

"Okay, the two high men will walk slowly. Remember to come again if you need it next time." The old man smiled and sent the two to the door, but he did not forget to bow.

"It's so fucking dark, right?" Kaiba cursed after coming out of the store. He picked up the staff in Alvin's hand and tossed and played with it. "This thing costs 150 Loonie? Do you know how many farms can be bought outside the city?"

Alvin didn't speak.

"I said that this store looked like it was decades ago. How did it last in the past few decades? It turned out that it was up to the professors to recommend students like you to come and spend, haha." Kaiba smiled at Alvin.

Alvin still said nothing. He looked at the only fifty-looney left in his pocket, feeling the bleak and cold outside the late autumn style, and couldn't help but shivering.
Chapter completed!