Throne of Magical Arcana

The warm wind, the gentle sunshine in the afternoon, brings people lazy sleepiness.

On Segu Street, Lucian, who was dressed up, was led by Leo to the hidden house in Valentin.

The restored Leo showed his good camouflage skills, which not only allowed Lucian to turn Holm's black double-breasted long dress into a typical Shahran-style brown-red skinny jacket, white skinny breeches and black boots And, applying makeup with hair on the head and combing it back neatly, foundation shadow against the lower nose bridge in disguised elevation, and other makeup methods make Lucian look mature for several years, plus his saved mustache, the whole person is like a Twenty-seven-year-old calm majestic gentleman.

Many exiles from the Shahran Empire were gathered in the East exile. Therefore, this dress was not eye-catching. Lucian and Leo took the opportunity to walk through the crowd alertly to prevent being tracked. After all, Duke Vladimir sent It is no secret that the assassins are trying to assassinate Valentin, and if someone finds that they are in contact with Valentin, it is easy to think of forgery.

Although Segu City is not small, it is a half full of Alto, but the building has no plan and is built at will. Therefore, the street is narrow and crowded, and it is chaotic. However, in this environment, Leo was like a fish, and very adaptably took Lucian With the help of pedestrians and houses, you can continuously change directions and streets to get rid of any possible tracking.

Half an hour later, Lucian and Leo, who came out of a quiet and cold alley, returned to Segu City's busiest intersection and walked into a grocery store.

Ignoring the groceries of the grocery store owner, Leo walked directly to the stairs. Suddenly in the shadows, two big-faced flesh-like men stood in the way.

"Griffins over the Negning River." Leo whispered something inexplicable in the Shahran Empire language.

On hearing that, the two big men relaxed their guards, and after a closer look, they signaled that Leo and Lucian could go up.

Stepping on the narrow and swaying stairs to the second floor, Lucian immediately keenly sensed that there were dangerous magic arrays around them. They seemed to be intentionally exposed to deter people who found them. As to whether there were other hidden magic hidden in the secret The array must be carefully examined before it can be known.

"It is indeed an aristocracy who can compete with the contemporary Duke of Vladimir for inheritance rights. Even if they have fled to the exile in the East, they can arrange such a masterpiece." Lucian judged that the strength of the magic circle here was equivalent to that of Beltran Castle. At least tens of thousands of Quintals.

When Mr. Valentin fled, it seemed that he had enough wealth and had some strength to guard them, so he could invite an intermediate wizard to arrange it here.

The leather shoes squeaked as they stepped on the floor as if in disrepair. Only Lucian and Leo stood side by side in the cold and quiet aisle.

The two quickly walked outside a house in the middle of the second floor, and Leo knocked respectfully on the door: "Mr. Valentin, I'm Leo, and I brought you a business."

"Come in." Valentin, who had confirmed Leo's identity through the magic circle, answered flatly, his voice was old and tired, with a strong bitter feeling.

Leo pushed the door open like a housekeeper, and reached out, "Mr. X, please come in."

Lucien walked with a smile, and saw that the opposite window was tightly covered by thick black curtains, and only a little light passed through.

This left the whole house in a kind of gloom.

And the shadow in front of the curtain. There is a desk and a chair. There stood a man in a black night dress facing Lucien and Leo.

As Leo walked in and covered the door gently, the man in the shadow turned the chair and looked at the two of them.

His golden hair began to dim and sparse, with a well-defined outline, stiff and rough, and obviously aging. Although he could not see his exact age, Lucian judged it to be at least sixty. Because according to Leo's description, when he fled to the exile in the east, Valentin was a fourth-level knight, after twenty or thirty years of dormancy. No one knows if the strength is improving or stagnating.

Valentin looked at Lucian and Leo with light blue, slightly turbid eyes, and said, "Pour two cups of tea for your guests. What business do you want?"

Suddenly, in the shadows, a neatly dressed and meticulous old man walked out, bowing slightly politely, and then went to the tea room next to prepare black tea for Lucian and Leo.

Leo, acting as Lucian's guide and interim steward, replied: "Mr. Valentin, my employer wants to enter the Shahran Empire and therefore needs a fake identity."

"Do you want to pretend the people of the Vladimir family?" Valentin is not a fool. Forging his identity to find himself, it may only be related to the Vladimir family. Otherwise, the ordinary citizenship, etc., has a professional in the exile Faker.

When he said this, Valentin's eyes became sharp, as if he could see Lucien through his heart, so Lucien had to speak in person: "Yes, Mr. Valentin, I need a Vladimir The status of a member of the Mill family will help me to pass the checkpoints and fortresses and avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. How much money do I need to pay for your consent? "

Silent for a few seconds, Valentin suddenly laughed and laughed: "If you have the ability to help me kill Ilych, then I won't accept you a copper coin. But if you have this level of strength, you don't need to come Asked me to create a fake identity. "

Ilyich is the name of this generation of Grand Duke Vladimir.

After a pause, Valentin took a cigar out of the drawer and lit the match.

As he watched the gray smoke slowly erupting, he slowly said, "The more this fake identity is made, the easier it will be to find out, so in the past 20 years, I have only made six copies. The price is very expensive. You need five hundred quintals or equivalent Shahran coins. If you can't get that much money, you can consider doing one thing for me. "

Although he can apply for compensation after returning to the magic council for the large expenses spent on the mission, Lucian only has gold and gems equivalent to a hundred Kintals, and the rest has been replaced with magic potions, materials, and magic. The division's cabin and the utensils in the alchemy cabin.

Weighed for a while. Lucian smiled gently: "I choose to pay money, but I don't have so much on me. I don't know if you accept magic items, Mr. Valentin?"

Even if Valentin's affairs are simple, there may be hidden dangers behind him in fighting with Grand Duke Vladimir, so if there is no other way, Lucian would never choose to work for him.

"It's a pity," Valentin said in a calm tone. "Mr. X, you can pay for magic items. I have a fair price here, and it's one of the best in the entire exile."

A magic item can effectively enhance the strength of the knight and the magician, and for Valentin who needs to strengthen his strength to protect himself. This is much better than paying the money directly. After all, except for the magic council headquarters, in most places, magic items are of no value.

Lucien took out the weakened dagger from Longsun Aaron: "This is a second-level magic weapon ..."

With Valentin's cough. A hawk-nosed old man in an ancient magic empire-style robe came out from the shadow on the other side. He first looked at Lucian indifferently, then grabbed his right hand and let the dagger fly into his hand.

"Ancient inheritance magician ..." Lucian thought thoughtfully from the changes in the mental field produced by his magic.

The silver-haired old man said after appraisal: "The second-level intermediate-level enchanted dagger can corrode other people's weapons, and the wounds of people scratched by it are difficult to heal. The mental strength, physical strength, and vitality flow together and quickly weaken. Use requirements, so the value of 380 quintaler, but due to the scarcity of magic items caused by the premium. Roughly 420 quintalar can be bought. "

"If I counted at 380 quintals. Mr. X, you would definitely look for another buyer and come to me after changing to gold coins, so value it at 420 quintals." Valian Jing said frankly. He did not start the magic circle to kill Lucian, this money could not let him desperate, if the magic circle was found by the Duke of Vladimir's hiding place. That loss is ten times, twenty times four hundred and twenty quintals!

Hearing that there are so many premiums, if it is not for the Magic Council to strictly control the sale of magic items, Lucian, who is thinking about money, would like to earn the difference back and forth, and nodded. Acknowledging Valentin's conclusions, and then came up with some temporarily unavailable materials and gold equivalent to thirty Kintalars, finally meeting Valentin's requirements.

Valentin played with the dagger, took out the special paper of the Vladimir family, and began to write with a snowy breath on his body.

As he wrote, he said to Lucien: "Peter Joseph Vladimir, whose father is Lord Joseph, the son of Grandpa Irich's youngest cousin. He has been dead for many years, and your pretend identity is his younger son Peter , Who failed to inherit the title and disappeared when he was secretly killed during a smuggling into the East exile. "

"You remember, Joseph was a rampant, alcoholic, and rude person, while Ilych was insidious, perverted, disguised and lovingly peaceful ..."

Valentin talked about the members of the Vladimir family little by little, so that Lucian's role would not be easily exposed. It can be seen that he still has supporters within the Vladimir family, and he knows the characters of several knights who have grown up in recent years.

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After Warren left Taran Tavern and turned over a long street, the strong, muscular man next to him suddenly made a strange and weird sound, and waves of magic waved from him, letting the surrounding tens of meters The range is rippling as if sinking into the bottom of a lake.

He is not a knight, but a formal magician!

Warren looked at the man with surprise: "Mr. Real, you?"

"Master Warren, most magicians are insidious. I'm worried that he has moved on us, or left a mark to watch us." Real said with a smile on his eyes, "but now it seems that he belongs to that. a small part."

Warren nodded his expression darkly, and then ordered the Swordsmen next to him: "Use the resources to stare at them secretly to see what they are going to do in the East Exile ..."

Then he returned to his garden villa in Thur Valley with Arolim, Real and others.

More than four in the afternoon ~ www.readwn.com ~ In Warren's study, he asked with a distorted expression and hurriedly asked with joy: "Leo took the magician to Valentin?"

"Yes, Master Warren." A middle-aged man who seemed to be an ordinary waiter smiled flatteringly.

After Valentin came to the East Exile, although he was hiding in secret, how could he hide the members of the lord conference like Warren's father, but he still has great use value, and may be able to pass his Vladimir family in the future There was a huge benefit in the battle for the title, so the big men in the East Exiles remained silent, pretending not to find him, and not providing any clues to the Duke of Vladimir.

In this environment, Warren bought a waiter for Valentin for his father, and watched him secretly.

When Valentin's waiter left, Warren calmed down and looked out of the window with a grinning smile: "Hire Leo, and ask Valentin to help ... Is this what you want to use the power of Valentin to enter the Shahran Empire? Forge the identity of the Vladimir family, or let Valentin introduce the nobles who have a good relationship with him secretly? Well, once you are sure that you really want to enter the Shahran Empire, I will write to tell the big nobles ... "

He is not a man of revenge! (To be continued)