Hearing Tropp's explanation, Renard's originally embarrassed expression couldn't help but silence for a few breaths, and finally replied, "Thank you."

"You have already agreed, then it's my turn. Let me see the specific situation of these two little guys."

Looking at the expressions of the three of them, it seemed as if they knew that they had reached an agreement. Master Mitchelson, who had been watching from beginning to end, couldn't help but speak.

"Okay, I'm sorry, Master."

Tropp bowed slightly and said respectfully.

Then, Tropp turned around and waved to Allen.

"Allen, come here."

Hearing Tropp's call, Allen cooperated with great cooperation and walked up to Master Mitchelson's side.

"Master, do you need me to do something?"

Allen asked nervously.

"No, just stand like this. I'll just make a rough judgment first."

Mitchellson put his hand behind Allen, and said as he stroked his fingers through Allen's slender and powerful and beautiful muscle lines.

"OK."

Feeling the other party's movements, Allen calmly changed his breath, then adjusted his body to relax his body, which had a stress reaction.

To be honest, Allen's reaction was not because of the war situation where a stranger approached him, but because of the psychological discomfort of being touched by the same sex.

The former is very well controlled by Allen, but the latter is indeed a bit uncontrollable.

Therefore, even though Allen had put most of his mind on regulating his body's instinctive reactions, he couldn't help but feel a little goosebumps and trembled.

"alright."

I don’t know if I discovered Allen’s embarrassment or really figured out the general situation, Master Mitchelson patted Allen’s arm and said with a smile.

"Oo, OK, thank you Master."

Allen shook his whole body for a moment without any detection, and then replied repeatedly.

It felt like I had finally escaped from the tiger's mouth.

"You boy..." Master Mitchelson pointed at Allen and smiled, but in the end he didn't say much, but pointed to Renard who was standing aside, signaling him to come forward.

Seeing this, Renard couldn't help but swallow and then began to move.

His pace was a little heavy, as if he had been filled with lead.

But no matter how heavy it is, it is only a few steps away, and soon he walked to Master Mitchelson.

However, to his expectations, Master Renard did not attack him like he did to Allen. He just looked at him for a moment and nodded suddenly.

"Let's go, I'll measure some other data."

Master Mitchelson turned and left, saying with his back to the three of them.

Allen looked at Renard in disbelief, his eyes full of doubt.

It seems that I don’t understand why I was treated like this.

"Uncle Tropp, isn't this a bit strange?"

Allen's depressed voice was transmitted to Tropp's spiritual sea through the spiritual network and was accepted by the other party.

"What's strange?"

Tropp naturally knew the reason for Allen's doubts, but he was calm and laughing, as if he had found nothing.

"Why are the treatments of Master Mitchelson treating me and Renard completely differently?"

Hearing Allen's question, Renard, who was walking beside him, couldn't help but prick up his ears, because he was indeed a little curious about it.

"It's very simple. The gifts I've prepared for you are different, so Master Mitchelson also observes you differently."

"What gift?"

When Allen heard Tropp talk about this, he suddenly lost his depression, and replaced it with a strong sense of curiosity.

Tropp did not deliberately keep it in hiding it, or since he had already said this, he did not think about hiding it.

After all, even if he doesn't say it, they can guess the situation through the environment here, the scope of business, and how much data Master Mitchelson collects next.

So, Tropp directly revealed the answer.

"Master Mitchelson is a equipment caster of the Empire, so I asked him to customize some equipment for you two."

"For Allen, what you have prepared is a light enchantment armor and a magic weapon in the style of a long sword."

"For Renard, he was wearing a mysterious black magic robe and a staff."

"It is precisely because of the different ultimate needs of both of you, Master Mitchelson's approach is also different."

"Of course, these equipment are not very high-end, they are all silver-level, so you don't dislike it."

"Thank you, Uncle Tropp. How could you dislike it? We are too happy!" Allen and Renard said repeatedly, their tone full of gratitude.

For such an answer, Allen and Renard couldn't help but look surprised on their faces.

After all, this kind of gift is not light, it is definitely a heavy one.

Although the current situation is that gold still appears, both the extraordinary and the magic tool have begun to appear on the world stage.

But so far, the silver level is still trendy.

Gold, mostly exists as its final foundation, is unusual.

So the two gifts prepared by Tropp really cannot be considered light.

And even if they were given golden-level magic tools, they might not be able to use them.

Things like the golden-level demon utensils can be seen but not used, but they are just a burden.

It is better to use this kind of "baby" that cannot be used at all and may even have harmful effects on itself. It is better to use a perfect silver-level magic tool that is satisfactory and just right!

"Just like it."

"And don't just thank me, there are other people's feelings in it."

"It's just that they're still busy with things now and can't show up, so I'm the only one who brings you two here."

Tropp was also extremely satisfied with the performance of their gratitude and said with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah." Allen and Renard nodded repeatedly, expressing their inner excitement and joy.

After a while, following Master Mitchelson, they walked through the curved corridor, and after a few twists and turns, they finally arrived at their destination.

It is a very spacious room with many instruments and a huge open space.

The dense and complex magic patterns spread on the ground, walls, and ceiling, covering every inch of blank space.

The place on the ground that was specially vacated was round and slightly higher than the ground.

It seems like this is an extremely miniature platform.

Alan and Renard both looked at everything in the room in surprise and quietly took the situation around them into their eyes.

This is not only out of curiosity, but also out of the most instinctive observation of the surrounding situation.

There is no way, for executive officers like them who often go out on the field, collecting intelligence is almost the most basic instinct.

The more you know, the greater the chance of surviving if you really have an accident.

This is the truth that all field staff understand and is the principle engraved in their bones.

"Okay, Allen will stand up."

After Master Mitchelson came in, he tinkered with the giant instruments that looked thick and heavy. After a while, he turned to Allen and said.

Allen glanced at the light screen that was lit up behind Master Mitchelson, and then stood obediently on the miniature platform.

To be honest, the height of this platform is not as high as most of the thresholds.

If ordinary people do not pay attention, they may even ignore the past directly.

After all, this is too short.

However, the next moment, Allen's thoughts began to change.

Under my feet and on the ground, several magic energy base points suddenly lit up, emitting dazzling light.

In the magic circle, a brilliant stream of light composed of magic energy particles begins to flow along complex magic energy circuits and mysterious magic patterns, starting from the base point of magic energy and spreading in all directions.

Soon, a complete magic array diagram was outlined and lit up.

The next moment, several brilliant streams of light rose up in the air, forming a cube composed of a bright white light curtain.

The platform under Allen's feet also made a rumbling sound, rising suddenly, rising a foot higher.

Alan was not afraid of such a change.

Instead, he looked at his feet with interest, and the divine rings flashed in his eyes, observing the nodes in the lighted magic circle.

Look, one by one [Purpose].

At this time, although he had not really practiced it, Allen knew in his heart that if he wanted it, he could take action easily and completely destroy the magic circle.

This kind of destruction is not the brute force that can defeat people, but the skill that can break the surface.

Supernatural because of the existence of magical particles, and order because of the existence of rules...

Every existence must have a support. If you lose it, you will fall into turmoil and even destruction.

The basis for the existence of the magic array is the magic energy array plate and the base point of the magic array.

If there is no such thing, then the existence and function of the magic circle is nonsense and there is no way to start.

But now, Alan has truly gained insight into the basic points under the complex magic circle and has the confidence to break it with one blow.

Such a fact is shocking and terrifying.

It was also discovered that Alan was more sure that he was not in a hurry to take off his eye mask, but waited more patiently, promoting the progress of his expertise, without any mistakes.

Moreover, it can be seen from this test.

Allen's previous speculation should be correct.

His expertise may be improved not only through his expertise, but also through his own practice.

Although it is hard to say whether this improvement can have a qualitative breakthrough, it is enough to just tap more potential and make Allen stronger.

And Allen really doesn’t believe that he can gain expertise by training, and the expertise he has already gained cannot be further improved through training!

Master Mitchelson looked at Allen with a calm expression in the light cube, and couldn't help but nod.

However, he was not in a hurry to speak.

After the change was paused, Master Mitchelson continued to say to Allen.

"Okay, Allen, let me follow my instructions."

"Okay, no problem."

Allen nodded to Master Mitchelson.

Although I mentioned the preliminary observation before, for a character like Master Mitchelson, just a simple look can be used to master what you want to know.

What's more, I've got it done!

Therefore, Master Mitchelson has a very deep understanding of Allen's height and size.

It can even be said to be as accurate as millimeters.

However, such data is not enough.

What Master Mitchelson mastered was only the data in Allen's normal state, and more changes were needed.

After all, all warriors are a little different when fighting and usually when fighting.

I don’t say that when the berserker becomes crazy, his body becomes huge. Even ordinary warriors will be filled with qi and blood when exerting force, resulting in a tall body and strong body.

Moreover, each combatant has a different combat style and different force skills, which destined that their equipment has different needs.

For example, the wanderer's light armor focuses more on flexibility and change, and is used to adapt to the wanderer's body movements that dodge like a willow floating catkins and the silence of sneaking in the dark.

The warrior's armor pays more attention to offense and defense, which is used to adapt to the changes in combat and the advance and retreat during charge.

Although I know Alan's profession, Master Mitchelson also needs to see with his own eyes to understand how to design Alan's armor and long sword.

After all, even the same profession will have different combat styles due to different individuals.

In order not to destroy the golden sign that he had only built up for a hundred years, Master Mitchelson naturally couldn't not worry about it.

"You can do the [Iron Blood Body Forging Technique] first."

Master Mitchelson looked up and down carefully, and then said seriously.

"Okay." Alan was stunned at first at Master Mitchelson's instructions, then nodded in understanding.

Although [Iron Blood Body Stronger] and so on, Allen only learned it when he first entered the executive department, and later he used [Dawn Body Stronger] and was not very familiar with it.

But with Allen's physical condition, it is not a problem to use it completely and smoothly with clear memory.

Just after Allen's movements were performed like flowing water, Allen probably understood the purpose of Master Mitchelson's words.

Although the movements of body-tightening techniques are the same, the completion degree and subtle habits of body-tightening techniques will vary depending on the person used.

By watching a person practice body training, Master Mitchelson can understand a person's physical characteristics, habits and physical condition as quickly as possible.

As for why not let Alan play freely.

That may be because [Iron Blood Body Forging Technique] is the most familiar to the other party.

I keep thinking in my heart, and my hands are also smooth and free.

In just a few minutes, there were many extraordinary body-building techniques that violated the theory of human body structure and exceeded the limit of human body theory. Allen performed it.

After stopping, Alan didn't even get a drop of sweat.

After all, this was too simple for him.

Standing on the platform, Allen was waiting for Master Mitchelson's next instructions with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!