October 1st.
The Crown of Late Autumn had a wide variety of competitions and would last for more than a month. The opening ceremony was set on the 3rd, so bets on all kinds of competitions had been fully opened. Walking on the street, one could hear people talking about the odds and the contestants they favored.
For Lachman, the Crown of Late Autumn had already become a festival for all the citizens. Roddy looked at the decorations and felt the same as when all the citizens supported the Olympic Games. But at this moment, he was walking towards the port with Houdini. Their goal was to submit their thesis.
"Err, I feel … it's a little embarrassing to submit to this journal."
Houdini looked at the destination not far away and covered his face helplessly. "I'm a magus after all. I don't think any magus in Lachman have ever published a thesis here."
"So what? I'll be the first. "
Roddy said nonchalantly. The two walked towards a wooden house at the edge of the port. Compared to the bustling city of Duriel, the house with the signboard of 'Lassiman Fishery' looked like a dilapidated temple. Not only was the wind leaking everywhere, but the wooden doors and windows were also corroded by the sea breeze. The creaking sound of the door when it was opened made Rody wonder if the door would collapse at any time.
The fishy smell in the house made it look like a seafood market. Roddy even saw a string of salted fish hanging on the beam of the house. He touched it curiously, but was stopped by Houdini. "What's so good about this? Let's quickly submit our thesis …"
This magus probably felt too embarrassed and wanted to throw the thing down and run. But Roddy obviously didn't have this psychological burden. He put down the salted fish and ran to the wooden counter that had been worn white. "Dang dang", he knocked twice.
"Is anyone here? We want to submit our thesis! "
Roddy shouted for a long time before a middle-aged man in a short suit walked over barefoot. The fishermen at the port were all dressed like this. Looking at his weather-beaten face, he should be a laborious person who made a living at sea. The fisherman-like fellow asked Roddy the reason for his visit and asked curiously, "Our 'Lacheman Fisheries' is all about aquatic products. Sirs, isn't it more appropriate for you to publish this in 'Deep Blue'?"
"They think what we wrote is ridiculous, but look, aren't these things that have been seen on the docks recently? Those old Mages have been in the Magic Tower for too long. Why would they care about what happened at the dock? "
Roddy's words made the other party feel comfortable. He first looked at Houdini's paper and gave him a thumbs-up. "You must have graduated from a prestigious university. Your phrasing and arrangement are much better than ours."
After reading Roddy's article, his expression turned grave. He said in disbelief, "Is … is this true?"
"There are results and statistics. I can also bring the samples and bones if you need them."
"No, no, no. I'm just asking. I'm not doubting your ability."
After that, the person who accepted the manuscript did not say anything else. He happily expressed that the manuscript was approved and that it would be published in the Lacheman Fisheries in a few days. He did not even ask about the specific identities of Roddy and Houdini. After all, the aquatic articles that were published in the past were not of a high standard. This kind of high-quality manuscript was exactly what they wanted.
Walking out of the room full of salted fish, Houdini sighed. "I'm a magus, and I have to come to a place like this to publish articles. Sigh … I feel like I'm becoming a salted fish."
Rody was amused by those words and laughed. Before he could say anything, he suddenly heard the two fishing boat purchasers shouting loudly.
"Did any of you see the canned food seller? The one who sold a lot of bottles and cans here a while ago! "
"The captain said he won't let us go back if we don't buy canned food today. Did you really not see him?"
This result was naturally due to the success of the canned food Houdini had sold. Roddy nodded in satisfaction. He stepped forward and stopped the fisherman. "You want to buy canned food? I have some here! "
To Roddy's surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, the silent fishermen immediately surrounded him.
"You're really selling it?! I want to buy it too! I brought a can of canned food home for my wife. She has been talking about the taste! "
"Hurry up! Our captain asked for the fruit! I feel much better after eating it on the sea — "
The group of smelly fishermen surrounded Roddy, making it difficult for him to walk. Houdini quickly helped them by using the 'Sound Amplification Spell'. "As you can see, we don't have canned food with us. If you want to buy it, go to the Bafar Hotel in Duriel City and tell the guard, 'Buy canned food from the ambassador of the Kingdom of Karen'!"
"This is a specialty of the Kingdom of Karen. The quantity is limited, and there are not many left. If you want to buy it, please hurry up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than half of the people around him ran away. Obviously, it was time to retract the net that they had cast earlier.
"Alright, let's go back. We don't want to crowd the hotel hall."
Roddy and Houdini stopped a carriage. Houdini leaned back in his seat and changed the topic. "Did you really sign up for the preliminaries of the 'Crown of Late Autumn'?"
"The most important thing is to participate. We don't have much to do these days anyway."
Roddy crossed his legs and put his hands behind his head. "Since the Brenka Academy hasn't discussed the cooperation with me, I'll give them a reminder during the conference."
Speaking of Brenka Academy, Houdini no longer had anything to worry about. He shook his head and said, "Forget about Merlinsera, just Irwin and David alone are the cream of the crop in Lassman. I'm really curious where did you find these elite soldiers and valiant generals? There aren't many Sorcerers in the Kingdom of Karen, so it's common for Knight Swordsmen to be stronger than Lassman. By the way, the 'Crown of Late Autumn' also has an archery competition. Why didn't you sign up? "
"I'm only good at bragging and showing off. I don't know anything about archery." Roddy smiled meaningfully. He then added, "But I saw that there's also a 'Duriel Rally Competition' in the puppet arena. I'll sign up for that."
Houdini burst into laughter. "Looks like … this is going to be the most exciting 'Crown of Late Autumn'."
…
Early morning of October 3rd.
Evelyn and the others jumped off the ship and looked back at the dark sea. For them, the mission that they had to do at sea had finally come to an end. What they needed to do next was to continue participating in the activities of the 'Crown of Late Autumn' as if nothing had happened and be a bystander.
The seeds of disaster had been planted. They just needed to wait for them to sprout. Now, the only one they hadn't dealt with was Roddy.
"Doris, do you mean … after so many days, you still haven't dealt with that idiot?"
When Evelyn mentioned Roddy, Miranda asked disdainfully. In her opinion, a pervert like Roddy was basically a free point. He could just find a chance to sleep with her. Why would it take so long?
"Tsk tsk, don't tell me you're serious? Do you really want to have an unforgettable relationship? Or is it that the longer you accumulate it, the better it will be when you finally vent it? "
Jill giggled at the side, which made Doris's expression turn ugly.
She knew that Evelyn was also waiting for her answer. She couldn't fool Evelyn, so she could only complain, "These days, I've asked him out a few more times. But as you can see, I've only succeeded twice. This guy said that he wanted to sign up for the various competitions of the 'Crown of Late Autumn' and is undergoing some kind of 'training' for his envoy. He said that this matter can't be sloppy. Even he has to participate personally because he has to answer to his king about the final result, so he really can't find the time … "
Doris also felt a sense of defeat. She had always thought that she had a good figure and outstanding looks, but for a pervert with low IQ like Rody, didn't she easily seduce him with just a few words? But in the end, Rody had touched and rubbed against her. He was just short of 'accidentally touching her' when this fellow either had something to do or had fainted due to the alcohol. This made Doris feel uncomfortable all over, not knowing what to do with it.
But she didn't leave empty-handed. She continued, "Yesterday, I was lucky enough to have a brief contact with the sacred beast."
"Oh?"
Evelyn turned her head and said with a serious expression, "What did you find?"
"He called the sacred beast 'Misha'. I reached out to touch it and found that it didn't reject it … but I didn't dare to cast a mental spell to induce it."
"Good thing you didn't mess around!" Evelyn was so frightened by her that her face turned pale. "The 'sacred beasts' in the records are all unafraid of mental spells. Don't try it in the future, or you won't be able to handle the backlash!"
Doris stuck out her tongue and hurriedly agreed. But she was secretly pleased. Roddy, who was constantly disturbed and hinted at by mental spells, would never be able to escape from her palm in this lifetime.
"Oh right, you said that he's still participating in the 'Crown of Late Autumn'? What can this useless thing do? Compete in bragging skills? "
Miranda's question caused a few people to chuckle softly. After seeing the scene at the Noggenfogger Auction House, the things that Roddy usually bragged about immediately became a joke. Thus, it became one of their daily topics of ridicule.
"He said he's going to participate in the 'Duriel Rally Race'. God knows where he's going to buy a suitable vehicle puppet to participate in the race. If he can buy a vehicle puppet that can get a place on the street, what's the point of having the academy's professional modification team?"
Doris pouted. "Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the Lassiman Council is deliberately making fun of him, but this fool really thinks he can make a name for himself …"
"I don't care what strategy you've chosen. In five days, I hope to see Roddy gift the sacred beast to Eiseka. If he can't do it, then we'll take forceful measures when necessary."
Evelyn had her own considerations for saying this. Doris was actually a little anxious after dragging it out for so long. But this was the capital of Lassiman, and under the watchful eyes of a group of magisters, she did not dare to use violence. Otherwise, all of Eiseka's efforts would be in vain.
Doris agreed in a rather gloomy manner. Jill shook the potion bottle and said in a low voice, "Let me know if you need help."
"I don't need this thing to deal with him!"
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