The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

"I should thank you."

The sight of a beautiful older woman thanking him softly and gently was enough to make every young man's blood boil.

But the person opposite him was an eight-year-old child, who could only feel the charm of Madam Xue as her good looks, which was not as attractive as a wooden staff.

Miaomiao shook her head and said, "You're welcome."

He hadn't intended to help in any way, but just did it casually.

Madam Xue smiled and asked, "Before this, did you know anything about alchemical formations, or alchemical works?"

Chi Mo Ran remained silent. Miao Miao shook her head: "I've heard a little, but not much."

He only knew that there was a profession called alchemist, which was very profitable but also very expensive.

Because the alchemical process is very prone to failure, once a failure occurs, all the materials invested will be scrapped. However, successful alchemical works can be sold at a very high price, especially high-quality alchemical works, which can sell for tens of millions of gold coins. At the artifact level, the price is even higher than the market.

People who work in this profession can easily experience the feeling of bungee jumping from being rich to being penniless overnight, and then from being penniless again.

Therefore, one needs a very strong heart, otherwise it is easy to collapse and commit suicide due to the sudden loss of assets.

As for the specific process of refining, Miaomiao was not clear.

Madam Xue was also willing to provide them with some beginner enlightenment, explaining, "Alchemical formations are the most common method used by alchemists. Different symbols are used to construct formations with different effects. Based on the principle of magic power compensation, they absorb an amount of magic power equal to the effect achieved, and then release it in a different form."

"If you want to activate the alchemy formation, one way is to place magic crystals in the formation, and the other is to use your own magic power to activate it."

She glanced at the silver-white robe in her hand. "Generally speaking, the carriers required for alchemical formations are very demanding. Ideally, they should be special ores like Sky Crystal Ore, which can contain enormous amounts of magic power in a very small volume. Clothing products have to consider wearing comfort, so they are difficult to meet this requirement."

But apparently this dress is an exception.

Madam Xue smiled and said, "The main body of this dress is composed of silk threads spun by the ninth-tier mythical beast, the Ice Silk Jade Silkworm. It's a rare material that can store magic power and is also wearable. It's warm in winter and cool in summer, and invulnerable to cold and heat. On top of this, I refined the mithril into liquid, stretched it into thin threads, and drew an alchemical array."

She did not mention the specific effects of the magic circle, but after removing the illusion attached to the clothes, Miaomiao could probably feel that the magical elements around the clothes were unconsciously approaching the clothes.

Obviously, this piece of clothing can actively attract the surrounding magic power, and this is just the surface effect.

"In order to refine this dress, I invested tens of thousands of gold coins in materials." Mrs. Xue said.

Her gaze still fell softly on Miaomiao, and she said nothing more.

But Miaomiao already understood what she meant.

The true value of this alchemical work is beyond imagination. Although it is temporarily placed here for the sake of the bet, Mrs. Xue obviously does not really intend to sell it as ordinary clothing.

Considering her sudden appearance, it was shortly after he picked up the clothes.

Madam Xue said that she had cast an illusion on the dress to prevent it from being detected, but was it really just an illusion that she cast?

Facing the woman's silent gaze, Miaomiao didn't say much, just nodded, turned around, took another star-blue robe from the pile of clothes next to her, and said to the clerk: "I want to try this one."

The clerk didn't dare interrupt. His heart was in turmoil as he watched in confusion as he saw Mrs. Xue talking to a child on an equal footing.

Alchemist! This is an alchemist!

Their number is less than one thousandth of that of magicians. They are required to have fire talent and suitable wood magic beasts for assistance. Most importantly, they must have extremely high inspiration and intuition to use suitable formations and materials to achieve the desired effect.

The training of a high-level alchemist is even more difficult than that of a magician.

This Mrs. Xue, who has been entrusted to sell clothes in their store, actually has such an identity behind her?

And as noble as she is, she is still talking to a child in a tone as if she is talking to an adult?

The clerk's gaze towards the two children had changed from that of a rich uncle to that of an uncle who was not only rich but also had a strong background.

At this moment, when he suddenly heard Miaomiao's request to him, he was immediately terrified and his attitude was much more respectful than before: "Okay, okay. Do you need a special fitting room? I'll take you there now."

Miaomiao smiled at him and said, "No need, just change here."

It was just an outer robe, he just asked Chi to see if it was okay to wear.

Mrs. Xue watched him try it on and asked curiously, "Why don't you try to ask me for this dress? You like it very much, don't you?"

She was already prepared to have a conversation, but she didn't expect Miaomiao to have no intention of doing so at all.

Miaomiao is changing into new clothes. Although the color is a calm star blue, it makes his fair skin look even more dazzling. He looks delicate and cute, like a lifelike doll that walked out of a cupboard, which is completely different from the steady and restrained design style.

Hearing Mrs. Xue's voice, he shook his head: "If you were willing to give up this dress, you wouldn't have shown up in the first place."

His tone sounded calm and composed, making it hard to imagine he was just an eight-year-old. He seemed to have accepted the fact that the deal was off without even getting angry.

But it was precisely this calmness that caused Madam Xue to fall into sudden silence.

Indeed, he was right.

If she hadn't wanted to stop him from buying the dress and taking it away, she really wouldn't have rushed over and shown up in person.

The cost of this robe was too high and it took her so much effort. Even though Madam Xue was not short of wealth, she could not easily give it away.

But it was clearly a true fact, and when the child said it in an extremely calm tone, Mrs. Xue's heart still trembled violently.

She was stung.

She looked into the child's eyes, those clear and transparent black eyes, like a small, quiet black spring.

Most of the time he doesn't look at me, and when he occasionally glances at me, it's just a calm gaze.

He didn't say a harsh word to her, nor did he blame her for breaking the promise, but Madam Xue seemed to see her own reflection in his dark pupils, which became narrower and flatter.

It was as if her entire existence had become a thin piece of paper. And he was looking down at her from a higher position.

She suddenly bit her lower lip, sensing unbearable embarrassment in the eight-year-old's eyes.

She couldn't help but think in confusion: Why didn't he ask?

Why didn't he ask for it?

Why can't he be the same person as himself?

Suddenly, a soft sneer came from my ear, and the disdainful meaning could not be hidden.

Madam Xue looked up and saw that the source of the voice came from another tall, red-haired boy whom she had always ignored.

He remained silent, his body mired in the shadows of the shelves and the floor, his face obscured.

Even at this moment, his lips were only slightly open, and no sound came out.

But Mrs. Xue seemed to hear the thunder.

"Rubbish."