Chapter 453: Abyss Werewolf Transformation Potion
Locke's gaze immediately fixed on the old wizard, and he exchanged a look with Alicia. After she nodded to confirm, he left the front desk and headed for the coffee table provided on the second floor of the Feathered Serpent Ancient Pavilion.
Locke and Alicia went upstairs. The unfamiliar old wizard sat down as well, fidgeting uneasily. When he saw Locke and Alicia take their seats, he immediately said, "I placed what you want inside a magic box jointly made by a Protection School wizard and an Alchemist. The moment I die or am attacked and sustain an injury, the magic box will immediately activate Dimensional Exile."
"You won't get anything."
"Also, before coming here, I specially tampered with my own memories. As long as I wish, I can completely forget all knowledge related to Archaeology at any time."
The old Black Wizard looked as if he were saying, If you dare make a move, we'll all go down together.
Locke glanced at the old Black Wizard and completely ignored his threats. Instead, he used the free coffee and coffee cup provided on the table to cold-brew himself a cup of wizard coffee, then took a sip. No wonder the Feathered Serpent Ancient Pavilion is so rich. The quality of this wizard coffee was exceptionally good. With only minimal preparation, it was already fragrant, and the toxicity of the potion in his body had also been reduced somewhat.
These coffees probably weren't cheap.
When the old Black Wizard saw that Locke not only wasn't angry after hearing this but was instead leisurely sipping his coffee, the tense nerves in his heart relaxed somewhat.
His tone softened. "As expected of the Beholder wizard. Your bearing really is extraordinary. I've heard of your reputation, Beholder wizard."