However, he was also very clear that he could only choose the same thing. If he did not give up this parchment, Bantu would never give him that experience, and maybe he would still hate him from now on. Being targeted by a disciple of a great magician would be a headache for anyone. With his own strength alone, he could not resist...

I guess I have to be killed by Bantu...

Moreover, what Mafameilin said is indeed good. Compared to becoming an alchemist, the possibility of growing into a magician is greater. After all, I am now a third-level mage and it seems that I am not very far from a magician...

Although Palin had some dreams in his heart, those unrealistic dreams could basically be abandoned. If he could become a magician in his life, he could still satisfy himself...

I have to say that this guy, Mafameilin, really grasped his own psychology...

It's like I've seen through myself completely...

Judging from the current situation, perhaps accepting Bantu's proposal and taking away the magic experience of the Great Magician of Mafa is indeed the best choice, but in this way, I will pass by Anzumaar's parchment...

Palin glanced at the parchment on the ground in disappointment for several glances, and finally sighed helplessly and said in a tangled manner: "Okay, Mafameilin, then as you said, I will give up this parchment, but you have to promise me that the guy Bantu will not cheat me, don't take the parchment away, and then turn your back on your face..."

"Don't worry, Bantu really dares to do such a thing. I will definitely help you..." Lynch smiled at the corner of his mouth, joking, and he also put forward two conditions to Bantu. If he dares to break his promise, wouldn't he even cheated himself? How could he allow such a thing to happen...

So, just when the agreement was reached with Bantu, Lynch had asked Bantu to take out paper and pen, write all these three conditions on paper, and then sign Bantu's name. In this way, in the face of such evidence, unless Bantu doesn't want that face and future, and wants to risk being expelled by the great magician, he will never breach the contract.

Soon, Lynch passed on what Palin agreed to to Bantu. Bantu breathed a sigh of relief. He had just paid a huge price to get this parchment, and even had to mix it with the Mage Merlin Tower for a long time. If Palin still refused, he would be crazy...

Immediately afterwards, Lynch handed the parchment to Bantu.

There are very few things that can be valued by Bantu, but this piece of parchment is definitely what he values ​​most at the moment. After taking the parchment, Bantu carefully put it away. In almost a second, it took it back to the magic box, giving people the feeling that it was as if it was afraid of being stolen...

Looking at Bantu's careful appearance, Lynch couldn't help but feel funny, and then said, "Bantu Alchemist, you have obtained this parchment paper now. There is nothing we can find in Anzumaar's alchemy laboratory. Why not return to the capital now?"

"Yes." Bantu nodded, and showed a regretful look as he spoke: "It's just a pity that other resources except these things have been taken away by others. Otherwise, what we can obtain will definitely be dozens of times more abundant than now..."

"It's impossible to do one step later than others. There's nothing to say now..." Lynch rolled his eyes. To be honest, he felt extremely disappointed in this matter, but this is probably fate. It shouldn't belong to you. No matter how hard you try, you can't get it. Since that's the case, it's better to be more open-minded, and maybe you can get something better in the future...

"By the way, I almost forgot something..." Just as the three of them were about to leave, Lynch suddenly slapped his head, turned around and walked back towards the ruins.

"What else does this guy Mafameilin do?" Palin looked suspicious: "By the way, Bantu Alchemist, don't forget to promise me what you promised me. After you go out, hurry up and give me my reward..."

"I understand..." Bantu glared at Palin with dissatisfaction. Is his disciple of a great magician still not keeping his word? That is obviously impossible... This bastard, this time he came to Anzumaar's alchemy laboratory and did not help anything. Now he has become his creditor. To be honest, this is the first time Bantu suffers such a loss...

Just as the two of them were waiting, Lynch carefully turned out Anzumaar's bones from the ruins.

Originally, such skeletons without any protection were quite fragile. Even if they only needed a piece of gravel to smash the skeletons, they could smash the skeletons. However, coincidentally, when Anzumaar's skeletons fell, the three dwarfs covered the skeletons. Although the skeletons of the three dwarfs turned into fragments, Anzumaar's skeletons were completely protected.

"This is probably the dwarf atonement for himself..." Lynch sighed a little, then took Anzumaar's skeleton, searched around for a circle, searched for a place that had not been destroyed by the previous alchemy puppet, and buried Anzumaar's skeleton.

It was not until this time that Perlin and Bantu understood Lynch’s intention. No wonder he was reluctant to leave just now, but he did not forget the skeleton of Anzumaar…

Compared to Lynch, both of them have forgotten...

At this moment, looking at Lynch walking towards them, Bantu's face felt faintly hot. Lynch's respect for the alchemist was heartfelt, otherwise he would not have taken this matter to heart all the time. In comparison, although he is also an alchemist, it is obvious that he is not as good as Lynch in this matter at all.

This kind of thing can no longer be described simply carelessly. To put it bluntly, I have no intention of respecting this alchemy master...
Chapter completed!