The Grand Arcanist Who Can Travel Through American Comics

"No problem, thank you Master."

Brown was happy, knowing he had passed the hurdle before him.

"Of course, we are not all relying on your mentor's magic cabin."

"In fact, there will be many situations in the Magic House that can make your name and influence known."

"Like what you told me, the alchemy product you invented has begun to enjoy a high reputation across the continent. In this case, I think it won't take long before there will definitely be big customers from outside. And buyers, consider ordering higher-level magic tools directly from you."

"After all, a magic tool, the stronger a person is, the more tailor-made equipment it needs. When it comes to making the most advanced new type of magic tool, who can do it better than you?" The inventor of this magical tool knows better."

Arthur asked, stroking the short beard on his chin.

"In other words, people from outside will soon come to me to buy new magic tools."

Brown nodded and replied:

"Yes, this is also a common practice. In fact, the customers we face at this time are the real big customers. Either they are the kind of strong people with high requirements and need real high-quality products. Or they are some For a representative from the military, the amount they need to purchase often amounts to a staggering number. The above two are the main sources of profits for ordinary alchemists. As for what they mean to you, I think you, Master, should also be aware of it. It’s very clear.”

The reason is very simple, and Arthur understands it very well. Isn't it just high-end customer customization and departmental bulk purchasing?

Everyone knows that this is the most profitable thing.

In the profession of alchemist, wealth determines status to a large extent.

To a certain extent, the alchemists in the world of Loland can be regarded as the top arms manufacturers on the earth in the previous life. The equipment manufactured by the alchemists can even directly affect the international competitiveness of individual strong men and certain countries, and Maintaining the connections and resources of such high-end customers and military customers at the same time is obviously an integral part of the alchemist's own strength.

Look, isn’t it clear to understand this?

But then again, given his level, he is just a small alchemy apprentice, is he enough to reach such a high level?

He felt a little hopeful.

After asking about business matters, Arthur was basically satisfied with Brown's performance. It can be seen that this guy has a lot of experience and meets his needs, which is very good.

As for Brown's loyalty, there's no need to consider it.

In the world of Loland, no ordinary slave has ever dared to betray his spellcaster master. He would not even dare to think about it. The end would only be more tragic. As long as Brown is not stupid, he will never think of such a stupid thing.

Therefore, even Arthur didn't bother to ask about Brown's past.

After solving this problem, Arthur felt very relaxed. At this time, he thought of another topic and asked with a smile:

"Are you afraid of Noxus Brown."

Unexpectedly, when he asked, Brown's expression suddenly changed, as if he was recalling something.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I am indeed afraid of Noxus. They are like demons, Master. To be honest, my family was destroyed because of the Noxian attack."

"Oh, so you are not from the Rose Flower Principality. I haven't heard about Noxus' invasion of the Rose Flower Principality." Arthur asked.

When Arthur asked this, Brown's face became even paler, and he quickly bowed and answered respectfully:

"Yes, Master, I am not a Rose Man originally. I come from Belisico, a port city that used to be beautiful and prosperous, but unfortunately now it is all in ruins. There are no traces of the original Belisico people there. No less than a few, they were all killed by the Noxians, damn Noxians."

Perhaps after suppressing it for too long, Brown finally dared to blurt out and curse his enemies.

Every cell in this middle-aged man's body seems to contain hatred that cannot be concealed.

There is no doubt that there must be another heartbreaking story behind the man in front of you.

But Arthur is not very interested in such a story.