Demon Laws
Chapter 47: Solskjaer Fire Element

The next morning, when the sun rose and Dewey was enjoying breakfast, someone came looking for him.

He's Solskjaer the deceitful witch.

After everyone thought Dewey was kidnapped, Solskjaer received a huge burden. She was the only Dewey witch, but there were no scars on her body.

When everyone was hurt, only he was okay.

Solskjaer also received immense pressure from his colleagues.

In fact he also felt ashamed over the fainting incident for fear of that level eight mage before starting to fight.

But he's not entirely to blame. How could a level one mage, a level obtained by deceiving anyway, fight with a level eight mage?

It was not a fight, but suicide.

“Oh, my little lord, I'm so glad to see you're okay.” As soon as he entered the study, Solskjaer smiled.

The response he received was a Dewey kick.

Dewey kicked the witch to her face, then looked at her with squeaking eyes and said in a low voice. “Solskjaer-my dear, I can not say the same.”

Solskjaer stood up and confirmed the awkward location of his hat. “My little master.

“Given your appearance that day, I really feel ashamed.” Dewey's expression looked grim. “My Magic Counselor sir, you might faint in a fight. Your courage is even smaller than a rabbit!”

That day Solskjaer was the only person left on Dewey's side. However, this humiliating man fainted before showing any strength. Dewey was upset.

“Yes God, that woman is a level eight witch! Level eight, Young Master Dewey!” Solskjaer. “I am only a magician who has a level one qualification, my strength is actually no stronger than a magic disciple. You know very well about it. Do you think that I can block that level eight mage?”

“That's the case, you can't faint. That's a shame!” Dewey. “As your employer, I am very disappointed in you. Oh yeah, you went anywhere all this time?”

“I brought some people south to move the stuff in my lab here.” Solskjaer's answer left Dewey slightly satisfied.

“You've moved your lab here?” Dewey was surprised. “Are you not afraid if I can't go back? If there wasn't me, do you think this family would still accept you?”

Solskjaer felt helpless and could only tell the truth. He got word that the Young Master of the Rollin family had already been found so rushed over here.

“Oh, it turns out so. If I don't come back, you plan to leave, right?” Dewey looked at the crafty man. “Bringing the booty I threw to you that day, right?”

Solskjaer is speechless.

“Already, take out the goods.” Dewey meant, the things he got from Vivian.

Unknowingly, Dewey felt that it was Vivian's stuff. He didn't want to leave it to others, just wanted to keep it to himself.

Solskjaer is a little anxious. “Young Lord Dewey, you are not a witch. Those things are only useful in the hands of witches.”

Not willing to hand it over?”

Dewey grunting. He glanced at the closed door, then smiled before raising his hand and calling out.

Some candles on both sides lit up. The flames floated into Dewey's palm and condensed into a ball of fire.

Solskjaer widens his eyes. “Magic? My God, you can already use magic?”

“You really think I'm doing acrobatics? This method is taught by the magician eight.” Dewey grunting. “Send.”

“Can I request one magic crystal?” ask Solskjaer. “One only. My experiment requires a good quality magic crystal to store fire elements.”

Dewey simply stretched out his palm without speaking.

Solskjaer felt helpless, could only hand over the pouch, then sighed.

“Already, do not breath, Mr. My Magic Advice.” Dewey felt even happier after getting Vivian's item. “I guarantee you will soon get the goods you want.”

“Middle-class magic crystal piece alone is worth at least several hundred gold coins.” Solskjaer clearly knows the punishment Dewey received. Most people in the castle already knew about it.

"Just calm down, we'll soon have gold coins." Dewey wasn't worried about that at all.

Plans for pirate robbery are already underway, so there will soon be a lot of money. In addition, do not forget about Semel's treasures in the secret room under the workspace.

“Oh yes, Solskjaer. Come on, I'll show you your new lab in the woods outside the castle.”

As he left the study, the old housekeeper came to see Dewey. Dewey pointed at the burning ash on the floor, smiling as he said, “Honey Housekeeper, I'm so sorry. When I read the book last night, somehow the painting on the wall fell and happened to hit the candle holder, then it caught fire. I think you're gonna have the waiter clean it up, right?”

The old housekeeper looked at the empty place in the row of paintings on the wall, then looked at the pile of ashes on the floor.

Oh, my God, it's an antique!

The word ‘anak boros’ is called many times by the old housekeeper in heart, but did not dare to be thrown. He only bit his lips for a moment before assailing helplessly.

Dewey took Solskjaer out of the study, then went to the forest next to the castle.

In the forest, a wooden house was already built on the river bank.

The three-story wooden house looks strong, clearly made of good materials.

“Are you satisfied? Next time, it's a laboratory. Our laboratory.”

The second floor is a row of vaults used to store various raw materials.

While the third floor was where Dewey was, there was a spacious terrace to observe the stars.

Dewey even wanted to make his own telescope to be put here.

“Are you satisfied?” Dewey looked at Solskjaer with a smile.

Solskjaer looked very happy. “Very good! A place this big is enough for me to do a lot of experiments.”

With a smile, Dewey pulled her behind the house and pointed at the plants on the ground.

Those were all the most basic ingredients in magic potions. There were many magic materials that Dewey could not buy because they were not in the store. He could only occasionally buy them from adventurer teams or from Magic Guilds.

However, the Magic Union was not open to the public. People who are not qualified as magicians cannot buy anything from the Magic Union.

“Basic plants have been prepared. For the rest, we can only buy them in the Magic Guild. You know the rules of the Magic Union, right? So you have to buy it. There will be money, just relax. We'll have money soon.”

Solskjaer stared at all the objects here in silence.

He's very satisfied.

The witch lab was a waste of money for ordinary people.

Those precious materials could have been burned or destroyed in a failed experiment.

Solskjaer didn't have much money to buy the materials and test them. Most of the materials he had ‘collected secretly’ from his teacher. Moreover, he would also have to work for an adventurer team, work part-time, or obtain some monster magic cores.

Now that this little noble had promised, next time he would not have to bother about money anymore and could conduct experiments at will.

Dewey still has hope for Solskjaer.

This person found a way to simulate magic and could be considered a genius. If you let him continue to learn, who knows he can create something again.

“Oh yes, try to show you the items you brought from your laboratory in south.”

Compared to Dewey's lab, the items Solskjaer brought were more miserable.

He was carrying several bottles and jars that were half made of clay. This poor witch obviously had no more money to buy pretty glass.

The bottles contained magic elements from various systems extracted by Solskjaer, especially the fire element, a yellow powder that Solskjaer said he extracted.

Dewey was most interested in the fire element.

Under Solskjaer's approval, he opened a jar, then saw a yellow powder.

As soon as he saw this thing and smelled its familiar smell, Dewey was stunned.

He stuck out two fingers to pick up a bit of powder, then leaned over to smell it.

“This is the fire element you made?” Dewey turned his head and looked at Solskjaer seriously.

“Ya.”

Holding back his spirit, Dewey slowly said, “What speed are you in extracting this thing?”

“Depends on the material. The main ingredient required is fire scale powder and must be extracted six times. In the extraction process should be very careful, there should be no fire around. I was almost burned in an accident.”

“What if I provide the ingredients?”

Solskjaer thought and counted for a while. “I think that the complete material can make three bottles in a day.”

Three bottles?

The bottle appointed by Solskjaer was the size of a beer bottle in his previous life that Dewey knew.

Three bottles a day is fast enough.

Dewey held back his laughter and suddenly hugged Solskjaer firmly. “My Magic Counselor, I am very satisfied with your fire element. I'll increase your salary once I have the money. Hahaha!”

A moment later, Dewey asked in a low voice. “Listen, we have to keep the fire element recipe a secret, okay?”

“Of course,” Solskjaer replied quickly.

For a while this laboratory was owned by Solskjaer. Solskjaer was busy displaying the bottles as well as equipment such as cauldrons, extract jars, grilling equipment and so on that he brought in the laboratory.

Dewey's out on his own.

The two maids who were following him saw their Young Master constantly smiling.

After walking a long way, Dewey finally did not hold back his mood anymore. He immediately laughed out loud.

His smile was filled with excitement as if he was the only one who got the durian crumbling down.

He laughed. ”Element fire? It was clearly gunpowder! Haha, didn't expect I already had gunpowder!”