What is recorded on it is an encryption lock...

Stan has a deep understanding of the difficulty of that encryption lock. It simply transcends the scope of knowledge of the mage. Among the people he knows, only Casman, plus that reference, can have hope of solving it.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to Kasman in such a hurry.

But now...

Stan remembered the difficulties along the way, and the excitement just now instantly turned into a negative emotion that was overwhelming. A heart instantly fell from the peak to the bottom of the valley. The ups and downs exhausted all Stan's heart and didn't want to say anything for a moment.

But Casman frowned, a little dissatisfied: "What kind of eyes do you look like? Isn't it just a letter? It will be torn. I said, have you accepted him a lot of benefits in order to deliver the letter? Or do you have a handle on him?"

After being questioned repeatedly, Stan finally glanced at Casman and his lips trembled: "That letter was sent by me for the mage of Auckland Academy..."

Casman was stunned at first, then touched his nose as if nothing had happened and said, "Oh, it's a mage from Auckland Academy, that's even more irrelevant. Our relationship with Auckland Academy is not very good. They have accumulated some accumulation in alchemy. Maybe the letter will do something, and it won't hurt to tear it..."

"It's not like this..." Stan spoke with some difficulty, telling his experience on this trip, the scene he saw, and the cooperation proposed by Lynch.

At the end of the story, he finally told the letter. Stan stretched out his arm and exposed the alchemy array in front of Casman.

After reviewing his miserable journey, looking at Casman was so complicated that he could drown people: "This is... that alchemy array..."

After listening to this long and short story, Cassman's face suddenly turned out like he had eaten shit, and only then did he realize that he was indeed a little rash just now, and actually tore up the parchment paper containing the encryption lock...

However, feeling the look of Stan looking at him, Casman had to cough and speak...

"That alchemy array...that man probably wanted to show off his alchemy knowledge and ask me to agree to cooperate, so he created that parchment paper to make it mysterious. OK, okay, it's not a big deal. Don't be sad, I'll study it first..."

To be honest, when Casman said these things, he didn't think it was a big deal...

I know my own level. In terms of alchemy, it was also tempered by the great alchemist. From the time of apprenticeship to the present, I have deciphered many of the various alchemy arrays.

And the other party is just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old alchemist. Where is the time to learn magic? How many books can you read and how much alchemy knowledge can you learn?

No matter how profound this alchemy array is, how profound can it be? It is to deceive Stan...

At worst, it's just taking more time...

"Well, raise your arm, I'll take a look first..."

After all, this was also his own mistake. When Kasman looked at the alchemy array on Stan's arm, he looked at it seriously.

After a glance, Casman let out a light thrill.

Three minutes later, Casman began to frown.

Thirty minutes later, Casman directed the crowd to clean up first, and he took Stan to find a cave to rest, and began to watch with all his concentration.

An hour later, Casman began to feel a little unable to sit still.

Three hours later, Casman put down Stan's arm, his face looked a little solemn, and he began to ponder...

Stan rubbed his arms because he had been lifted for too long and became sore. He looked at Casman nervously: "Do you have any clues?"

"This, Stan..."

"Um?"

"How much do you remember about the contents on that parchment...?"

"I, I just have to hurry up and just took a few glances." Stan had a bad premonition in his heart. He looked at Casman with a little startled look [58 Novel www.58xs.info] and looked at Casmans in fear: "Can you...you..."

"Haha, what are you thinking?" Kasman smiled calmly: "I already have a way of thinking. I just think this alchemy array is interesting, so I want to see if the person's prompt is deliberately misleading...judging his sincerity."

"Oh..." Stan was relieved and looked at Casman with hope in his eyes: "It's the next day now. Can you remove this magic circle for me now? I'm afraid it will explode in advance or something."

"Of course..." Casman smiled: "But I still need some materials... But you don't have to worry, I'll have someone to prepare the materials, haha, it'll be fine soon."

"That's good, that's good..."

"Then you rest here first, I'll go out and have a good time."

"Blow the wind?" Stan was stunned and looked at the snowy scene outside the cave. He was about to say that the wind was so cold, but there was no time to say it. After Kasman finished speaking, he went out.

After Kasman went out, he wiped the sweat from his forehead first. The heat on his body was relieved by the cold wind outside.

He waved to a mage who was guarding the alert. He first glanced at the cave behind him before whispering: "You go out and see if you can find the parchment I tore off before."

"Ah?" The guardian mage thought it was something big, but after hearing it, he was inexplicably surprised and looked at Casman like he was looking at a lunatic.

Are you talking nonsense?

Can you find that you have no idea?

Everyone saw that the piece of paper was torn to pieces by you and threw it into such a strong wind. Now I don’t know where it has flew.

If I could have the ability to find it, I would still use it to hang out with you here, Master Storm would have accepted me as his disciple long ago, okay?

And didn’t you say you wouldn’t read that letter? What does it mean to let us find it back now?

No matter how much I complain, the guardian mage still dared not say these words when facing the leader of the Crimson Demon Realm Mage area.

I just complained in my heart and complained with my stomach.

Kassman could naturally see what the mage meant, but now, he really has no time to settle the score...

After sending the mage away, Casman took a deep breath and calmed himself down with the help of the cold wind.

However, I found a place to avoid Stan, took out a piece of parchment paper and a quill, spread the parchment paper on a flat stone, and started to calculate it "brushing".
Chapter completed!