Chapter 14: Strange Metal

After having breakfast, An Ruoran took Rui back to the casting room on the second floor and began to complete the casting of those Kitty treasures for Duke Philip. Although his purpose was to be a free labor force, Rui, who had gained this trust, was deeply moved - even though he had not learned the soul casting technique, this newly upgraded mid-level magic casting master still understood many unique casting concepts and felt that he had benefited a lot.

While grateful, Rui naturally tried his best to work for An Ruoran, even though his casting speed was really not satisfactory. Interestingly, Vivian, who had just learned some casting techniques from Rui, actually clamored to come and help. An Ruoran thought for a long time and simply selected all the initial materials in the magic typewriter, let Vivian go slowly by himself, just to think it was playing a game of playing house...

Thanks to these two people, and Naya's frequent troubles, An Ruoran was busy from 8 a.m. until 2 p.m., and completed nearly half of the production. But just as he was about to fail to achieve his goal, Vivian suddenly lay on his knee, bit his finger and asked in confusion: "An An, why don't you need a clone to help?"

"Well, that's because..." An Ruoran answered casually, but suddenly became stunned and suddenly fell into petrification. A few seconds later, he suddenly picked up Vivian and kissed heavily on the fat little face, and said happily: "Meow, why didn't I expect that Vivian, you are smart!"

Speaking of which, An Ruoran has always used his clone to fight, but invisibly ignored that this clone, like himself, also has the ability to cast. Even if his ability is only 30%, it is still barely possible to melt intermediate materials to cast magic typewriters and neon lights.

Without further ado, he immediately summoned his clone to help. The two of them cast the soul fire together to cast, and the speed increased by nearly one-third. During the high-speed operation, when Via came to visit at sunset, several pieces of Qibao had been successfully completed. Several people had enjoyed the delicious food cooked by Gaosen, and then took a chariot to the Duke of Philip's Mansion to deliver the goods, leaving only the General Manager Bathir to see the store, and temporarily became a security guard with no wages.

When he heard that An Ruoran was coming to deliver the goods, Philip, who originally thought he would have to wait for a few days, was naturally overjoyed and rarely led a few servants to greet him. Of course, although there were expectations for Jibao, it was more due to political reasons. Even if he maintained a neutral attitude, it would not be a bad thing to be able to maintain a good relationship with the two princes through An Ruoran.

After a simple greeting, An Ruoran immediately asked Gao Sen to help and hung the neon plaque above the mansion. The six big words "Duke Philip's Mansion" flashed in the air, and they couldn't help but be colorful and eye-catching. Even the fonts changed several more than that of the day. For a moment, the pedestrians along the way stopped and looked up in admiration...

"Because you are the first guest, I specially made some new designs on the neon lights, which will make the effect better." Taking advantage of Philip's good mood, An Ruoran certainly did not forget to take the opportunity to win over the relationship. "In addition, the magic typewriter has been installed. As long as you incorporate a trace of your soul fire, you can use it smoothly."

"Very good, I'm very satisfied!" Duke Philip was naturally very happy when he heard An Ruoran's introduction, and immediately invited everyone to visit the mansion. However, after walking for a few minutes, taking advantage of the opportunity that Weiya was slightly behind, the duke suddenly put on An Ruoran's shoulder and asked with a strange expression: "Mr. An, except for the magic typewriter, the condoms I ordered..."

"Yes, it has been made and can be handed over to you immediately." Knowing what Philip was thinking, An Ruoran took out the square box quietly and stuffed it into his hand. "I'll ask, did you use it yesterday? Then, can the effect satisfy you?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied!" Duke Philip looked down and praised him with a smile. After getting those condoms yesterday, he found a maid to "do exercise" after returning home, calling it an experimental product. After trying it, he found that the effect was as An Ruoran said, not only without worries but almost no lightness.

What satisfied Philip the most was that in addition to the above functions, this condom can actually improve his abilities. The Duke, who had ended the battle in three seconds, last night, held on for half an hour, which was in line with the Olympic slogan - "Higher, faster, stronger". Unfortunately, the number of condoms is limited. The so-called good steel is used on the blade, so he naturally dare not waste it casually, and could only wait for An Ruoran's support from the front line.

At this moment, a new batch of condoms were obtained, and Duke Philip was immediately arrogant and wanted to find someone to discuss swordsmanship in Huashan. So after a little treat, the itchy Duke left in a hurry when he had something to do at home, and only ordered the butler to take An Ruoran to the warehouse to choose equivalent materials.

Knowing that the master valued this magic casting master very much, the old housekeeper who was a little arrogant and arrogant in daily life naturally did not dare to be negligent. He immediately brought everyone to the warehouse with politeness. An Ruoran had already made a list of materials he needed. He now walked around the warehouse and selected all the materials he could find, and then moved them out to register and convert them by Gao Sen, who was born to be a coolie.

However, the Duke's Mansion is not a material store after all, so even after walking around for a few times, An Ruoran still couldn't find all the materials he wanted. Seeing this, he could only take pictures of the dust and planned to pick a few valuable recharges. But at the moment of a casual glance, he was stunned and quickly walked towards the southeast corner of the warehouse - in that place, there were a dozen rusty metal balls piled up, which seemed to have been stored for a long time.

"What is this?" An Ruoran picked up a metal ball with casual hands, touching his chin thoughtfully, feeling familiar. The old butler thought for a long time in confusion, and then hesitated with uncertainty: "This seems to be something that was given when purchasing the materials. Because no one knows what the materials were, it has been stored here for several years."

"Well, isn't anyone aware of the materials?" An Ruoran weighed the metal balls and even wiped the rust for a while. After a moment of silence, he turned to look at the butler and said, "Then, I'll take them back to study how it is. The price will be calculated based on ordinary intermediate materials."

He said this, the housekeeper naturally had no objection. Anyway, it was a waste to put these metal balls here. Half an hour later, the people who had selected the appropriate materials left the Duke's Mansion. As for Duke Philip, he never showed up. He must have been in a hurry to get out of the battle. Because of this, the housekeeper couldn't help but apologize for this rude behavior. Fortunately, An Ruoran didn't care much, and smiled casually and boarded the chariot and left.

However, just as the chariot slowly drove away, An Ruoran took out a metal ball again and looked at it thoughtfully. Vivian lay on him curiously, tapping the metal ball from time to time, but he was soon returned to the position by Viara. It seemed that these two women got along very happily, with a bit of sisterly smell. Naya was smoking a cigar next to him and spitting smoke rings and laughing: "An An, no matter what this thing is, I guess you must have misled Duke Philip!"

"As right, but I can't be sure." As he said this, An Ruoran had summoned the soul fire. He melted the metal ball into a small piece, made it into a small spring, then patted Naya's ear and smiled, "Then enter some magic power and see, you remember to aim at the spring."

"Oh, there is no danger!" Naya narrowed his eyes slightly and put a front hoof on the spring. With the input of magic, the inconspicuous spring began to glow a blue light, but there was no strange sign other than that. Naya breathed a sigh of relief, shook his tail and said, "I think it is nothing, it's just a shiny metal, what...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, the poor demon pig suddenly exclaimed and reflected it in an unimaginable way. With a loud bang, it slammed heavily on the wall of the car, and then slid down with moans. Vivian let out a soft cry in distress, hurriedly hugged it in his arms. Naya spit out a cigar fiercely and said to a man with his middle finger: "Damn it, bastard, you obviously did it on purpose!"

"Accident, purely accident!" An Ruoran shrugged helplessly, but his smiley expression was clearly visible. Rui had not spoken, but at this time he came over curiously and gently touched the metal spring and said, "Mr. An, the elasticity of this thing is far greater than that of ordinary metal, and it seems to be able to form a certain reaction with magic - it seems that after absorbing magic, it will rebound suddenly and drive out the stored magic power."

"That's right, so it has a very appropriate name, exorcist iron." An Ruoran raised the spring in his hand and smiled, "This kind of thing is relatively rare and is not suitable for building weapons and armor, so there are not many people who know it. But what I like is its repulsive effect on magic. Guess what this thing is suitable for?"

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