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Beginning of the Story - The King of Swords.
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The alchemist nodded his head in agreement. However, what he was concentrating on was, "How can this child destroy the test puppets? All the raw materials used to make the puppets were selected rare spiritual metals, and many defensive incantations were cast to make the puppets resistant to the testing techniques or artifacts used by the customers."

"How much should I pay, Lord Alrin?" the youngster's question broke Alchemist Alrin's reverie.

The alchemist then mentioned the cost of the damage with some Pink Color Elixir, but his mind was still attached to the thing the youngster had distilled.

"This young master is a monster. He is also capable of creating monster-powered objects that are the most feared in this entire Silver Continent. Don't wait too long for his name to rise to the sky and overpower the many shining stars in our continent's skies," Alchemist Alrin mused.

Alchemist Alrin is a male descendant of the Armadyl race, which is a fowl race referred to as the descendant rac
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