Sid's house undoubtedly reflects a great deal of the owner's hard work.
This is reflected in the fact that the other party had already taken various factors into account when initially selecting the site and designing the orientation of the house.
Therefore, usually, apart from the apprentices sent by the gilded family workshop appearing regularly in the back alley, you will hardly see any unfamiliar people around the house.
So Yunwei and Isaac exchanged a glance, then stepped forward without making a sound.
He noticed that the person peeking out from behind the iron gate was a chubby, white-haired old man wearing a somewhat dirty-looking woolen hat.
What impressed him most was the other person's huge nose, which looked like a head of bright red scallions.
However, at the other person's feet lay a long, narrow wooden box, its size even resembling a coffin, which looked suspicious no matter how you looked at it.
Yun Wei stopped in his tracks, and only when their eyes met did he speak with some surprise, "Hello, sir, who are you looking for?"
The other person's squinted eyes were drunk, but they suddenly widened when they saw his Eastern face.
“Oh, sir! You look quite unfamiliar. I’m Mark, a skilled worker from ‘Hand of the God of Magic,’ here to see Mr. Sid.” Mark said, but his gaze didn’t linger on Yun Wei for long. Instead, he continued to peer over the iron bars into the house.
Yun Wei said, "That's really unfortunate. Sid has already gone on a long trip and may not be back until next week."
"Oh, that's really bad luck!" Mark said dejectedly, lifting his leather apron. "It's all my fault. I made an appointment with Master Sid, and then I completely forgot about it."
It sounded like the other person knew Sid. Yun Wei felt a little relieved.
"What did you bring for Sid?" he asked curiously, but worried that there might be dangerous items in the box. "Could you open it and let me take a look? If it's particularly heavy, you can put it in the basement first, so you don't have to come back next time."
“It’s nothing special.” Mark said this, but lowered his voice. “It’s a robot to be used in next year’s competition.”
What is a mechanical puppet? And what is participating in a competition?
Although Yun Wei was completely confused, the word "puppet" alone had already aroused his high vigilance.
Yun Wei, not giving an inch, suggested, "Open the box and let me see it first, otherwise I can't just put it in directly."
As he spoke, he looked into Mark's cloudy eyes, those dark pupils gleaming with an eerie light.
However, in the midst of his conversation, he silently activated the first-level necromancy spell "Negative Suggestion".
Mark only paused for a third of a second before lowering his head, as if he were even more drunk.
He gently pried open a crack in the top of the wooden crate, cautiously glancing around. After confirming there were no loitering people on the street, he whispered, "Shh, look, this is our workshop's first version of a mechanical puppet..."
Yun Wei gestured to Isaac, and the two of them looked into the box together.
The wooden box was filled with soft sawdust, and on top of the sawdust lay a "puppet" that looked very much like a human.
Yun Wei's pupils suddenly contracted when he noticed the "puppet" lying quietly.
In the dimly lit box, even the human-like legs and feet were unsettling enough.
What truly alarmed Yun Wei was the surface of the "puppet's" skin; even if the other party had used human skin, he wouldn't have been so panicked.
The skin taut on the surface of the 'machine puppet' was so fine and delicate that it reflected a cold, metallic sheen under the faint light filtering into the wooden box.
Yun Wei was quite familiar with this type of metal.
Chaotic creature!
This is a chaotic creature that nearly destroyed the entire continent of Zhuyuan eight hundred years ago!
When he and Isaac passed through Redmoon City, they brushed past a giant "Throat of Lightning," whose purple, metallic-like skin left a very deep impression on him.
This impression, along with his fear of colossal creatures, was deeply buried in his heart, especially after he heard from Isaac that chaotic creatures could multiply infinitely upon contact with their corresponding elements.
Even he recognized the material of the puppet's skin at a glance, so how could Isaac, who had once slaughtered a large number of chaotic creatures single-handedly, not know it?
While Yun Wei was still in a daze, Isaac had already spoken up: "Okay, Master, we'll accept it for you."
He slowly closed the top of the wooden box, preparing to move the entire box to the warehouse beneath the house.
Mark asked nervously, "But... I've never seen you before, who are you?"
“I am Isaac, the servant of this gentleman before me.” Isaac looked into the other man’s eyes, then activated his Charm spell. “Everything is alright here now; you can leave it to us without worry. Goodbye!”
The brown-haired man, with a reserved elegance, bid farewell to the other party with a meaningful expression.
Mark waved goodbye to Yun and Wei, still somewhat dazed, saying, "Goodbye, gentlemen."
The old master, who was addicted to alcohol, felt his mind was in a mess.
Damn it, those two drinks I ordered at the pub at noon were really strong!
...
As the chubby old Mark walked away, Yun Wei sighed silently.
Sure enough, he and Isaac would find it difficult to live peacefully until the crisis on the continent of Zhuyuan was completely resolved.
He was disappointed, as it was such a rare opportunity to have a date.
Despite his complicated feelings, Yun Wei remained outwardly calm. "Let's go, Issa, move this box to the basement first."
The tall follower looked at him strangely upon hearing this, but replied, "Hmm."
Feeling the other person's gaze, Yun Wei was somewhat puzzled.
Did he say something inappropriate again?
Above ground, there are still old George and Joseph, so the only suitable place to store this box is indeed the currently unused basement.
Seeing that his master was still confused, Isaac felt a strong urge to help. He couldn't resist covering the top of the other's head with his large hand and ruffling it affectionately.
Yun Wei couldn't help but protest, "Hey! Isaac, don't be so disrespectful!"
However, his protests came to an abrupt end.
Because he saw Isaac reach out his other hand, right before his eyes, and take the wooden box—
It was completely absorbed into the space around the neck.
Yun Wei was speechless.
ah!
He forgot again that this is a world of magic!
Who told Isaac to lift the bottom of the crate and make such an obvious carrying motion!
He wanted to follow behind the other person and quietly admire their posture as they carried things.
Yun Wei couldn't help but move away from the other's palm, shaking his head haphazardly, but then glared at Isaac again with dissatisfaction.
However, it must be said that compared to a basement, a time-stopping prop is safer and more secure.
Not to mention that the spatial artifact was the "Heart of All Elements".
He could hardly imagine what the consequences would be if a crisis involving chaotic creatures broke out in Alchemy City.
He couldn't help but recall the rather troublesome situation Victor had mentioned in Red Moon City, and the cardinal in charge of the Golden Cloud Kingdom who had miraculously survived and whom he had never met.
It's like finding a crucial piece in a broken puzzle, and suddenly many things come together.
Yun Wei couldn't help but feel somewhat worried.
But at that moment, Isaac took his hand again, even though he was only loosely clenching it.
The other person's fingers skillfully wedged between his fingers, but instead of putting them together, they stuffed both of their hands into the pockets of his trench coat.
As a faint magical fluctuation emanated, Yun Wei sensed a thin layer of fire element quietly covering their clasped hands, and warmth traveled from their palms to their hearts.
He looked at the tall man beside him, puzzled, only to hear the man say quite naturally:
"Let's go, I'm going on my date first."
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