Stoen University … Associate Professor Michel … Notes from the Twenty Year War … Audrey extracted the keywords from the words and glanced at Susie, who was happily running in front of the mare.
"Madam Smine, what kind of notebook is this?"
"We don't know. We only know that it belongs to the Twenty Years War and is part of Associate Professor Michel's collection. One of its important features is that the patterns on the cover vaguely form a giant dragon." Smin did not hide anything and gave all the information she had.
Audrey listened to her quietly while restraining the purplish-red mare. At the same time, she was already thinking about how to complete this mission.
"It's not too difficult to visit Associate Professor Michel, visit his collection, and make a purchase request for one of them.
"Although I'm embarrassed to admit it, no matter how you look at it, the possibility of him rejecting me isn't high. Hmm, Audrey, don't rely too much on these things …
"The biggest problem with doing this is that it's abrupt. I didn't even know Associate Professor Michel before, so it's difficult to explain why I suddenly want to visit him. Also, I don't know what that notebook means to him. Rashly making a request to buy it might cause him to be vigilant.
… Jane's brother is a student at Stoen University. At the last gathering, he displayed the trait of liking to narrate and discuss. If I were to invite the siblings to an afternoon tea and guide the topic to history, archaeology, and collections, he would likely mention Associate Professor Michel. Hmm, there definitely aren't many people in a university who can be called a collector.
"With this as a prelude, I can send someone to visit Associate Professor Michel and make a request to view the collection. Then, during the first visit, I can try not to show my needs. I can observe the host's performance and guide him to show his truest attitude. This will help me make the right request at the right time and in the right way …"
After confirming her train of thought, Audrey nodded at the female priest, Smine, and smiled.
"I'll try my best to complete it, but I can't guarantee success."
As soon as she finished speaking, she tightened her legs and clamped the reins of her horse. She shot out like an arrow towards a reddish-brown fox that was moving around in the hunting circle.
…
On the turbulent sea, the Blue Avenger was like a leaf that had been blown into the air by a gale. Sometimes it flew, sometimes it fell. However, it maintained an astonishing balance and showed no signs of capsizing.
In the captain's cabin, Alger Wilson floated by the window and stared at the mountain-like waves outside. Strong winds swirled around him silently.
After an unknown amount of time, he landed on the carpet with his feet.
"Wind-blessed is indeed a Sequence that can be easily played according to its name. The only problem is that I have to occasionally make myself irascible to match the characteristics of the wind …" Alger sighed inwardly without any expression of joy.
Over the past two months, he hadn't obtained the Ocean Songster formula through his own channels or through transactions in the Tarot. After all, it was a Sequence 5, the level closest to a demigod. The corresponding formula was already in a situation where there was a demand but no supply. Even if one had a pile of money and was willing to pay a significant premium, it was still very difficult to buy.
Normally speaking, joining a corresponding Church or organization was the most effective way to obtain a similar formula, but as a bishop of the Church of the Storm, Alger couldn't rely on this method. Due to certain secrets, he had to conceal his strength in exchange for freedom of movement and weak surveillance. This was so that when he had sufficient confidence, he could head to a certain place and complete his long-awaited goal.
To his delight, he didn't waste the past two months. At the very least, the digestion of the Wind-blessed potion was progressing well.
Wind-blessed is simple, but Ocean Songster is said to be quite difficult … Does it have to be sung often? Alger couldn't help but turn his head and look at the deck.
Although they were separated by rooms, he could still hear drunken sailors singing excitedly, creating a noise that could compete with the sound of the storm.
Alger couldn't help but frown.
…
Baekeland, Cherwood Borough, Syndis Circus.
"Ma 'am, aren't you performing magic tricks? Why are you dressed like this? "a youth asked the woman in front of him, who was wearing a pitch-black pointed hat and a long dress of the same color.
I don't know why I dress like this either. Perhaps it's because my brain was frozen by the cold weather the very first time, and it became a fixed style after that … Fors touched her face, which was painted with red butter, and replied with a smile,
"In ancient times, magic tricks were often mistaken for witchcraft."
But this has nothing to do with why I dress like this … She picked up one of the three large ceramic cups in front of her and inverted the white ball at the bottom.
Then, she quickly switched the positions of the cups and smiled at the youth who had just asked the question.
"Guess which cup the ball is in?"
"Isn't this one of the gambling methods invented by Rosell The Great?" The youth said with interest. "But you aren't the croupier, but the trickmaster of this circus. So, I'm guessing that the ball has already been switched by you. All the cups are empty!"
Fors smiled and said, "Congratulations.
"Congratulations, you got it wrong."
She suddenly picked up the cup in the middle, and a white figure suddenly flew out from it.
It was a pigeon!
And the original ball was where the pigeon had left it!
"Oh!"
"God!"
"Beautiful magic trick!"
"Very exciting!"
Amidst the exclamations, Fors looked at the cathedral bell not far away in a pleased manner. She put away her props and returned to the tent where the circus leader was.
"Are you really resigning? I can double your salary! "the circus leader came up to her and said anxiously.
Unfortunately, I concluded the Trickmaster principles in mid-March, and I've already completely digested the potion last week. If it wasn't for the fact that the contract ends today, I wouldn't have come …
Although it feels good to be treated as a Trickmaster, it can't stop me from advancing to Astrologer. Teacher said that he'll be coming this week to give me the formula, ingredients, and a gift … What will the gift be?
Sigh, the ravings of the full moon are getting more and more terrifying. If not for Mr. Fool, I'd definitely have lost control and become a monster … Fors reached out her right palm and covered her mouth. She yawned lazily and said with a smile, "It's like this.
I'm actually a best-selling author. My next book's theme is related to the circus, so I came to apply for a job here. "
"A best-selling author?" The circus leader's eyes lit up as he asked worriedly and expectantly, "Will you write bad things about us?"
"Is there anything bad here? I've been having a good time these past two months. "Fors took off her black pointed hat.
The circus leader revealed a sincere smile.
"Wal, Ma 'am Wal, can you mention the name of our circus in your book? I will, I will pay you for the advertising fee. Of course, it won't be too much. As you know, I have a lot of people to feed. "
You can do that? Captain sure is smart … This was the first time Fors knew that advertisements could be "published" like newspapers and magazines. Furthermore, it was done in a more concealed and natural manner.
…
Amidst the undulating waves, the liners with rows of cannons on both sides steered on a safe course, not daring to deviate at all.
To the east of Oravi Island, once one deviated from the correct course, it often meant that one would disappear. Even the pirates didn't dare stray too far from the safe zone.
This sea was filled with unexplored regions, filled with all sorts of sensational legends!
After more than two months of volunteer work and finding four opportunities for true acting, Klein bade farewell to his work of carrying patients, scrubbing toilets, and cleaning vomit before boarding the ship that headed for the Gargas Archipelago.
On the Tarot in early March, he had successfully hired The Hermit Cattleya through a private conversation. He was to rendezvous with her at the Gargas Archipelago's capital, City of White, Nas. He would then take Admiral of Stars's ship to the easternmost side of the Sonia Sea, which was a dangerous and illusory sea, in search of the mermaids that lived there.
Cattleya seemed very interested in meeting the Tarot members in real life. Back then, she only thought for a few seconds before agreeing to The World's request. However, due to the level of danger, she offered a relatively high price.
3,000 pounds!
Klein's first reaction was to give up and take Mr. The Hanging Man's ghost ship. However, considering the fact that the latter had quite a number of sailors from the Church of the Storm with him, he didn't have much freedom. Furthermore, heading to the easternmost side of the Sonia Sea was indeed very dangerous, so he finally agreed to Ma 'am Hermit's request. As for the other party, she would wait near the Gargas Archipelago for a month starting in early April. Beyond that, the cooperation would be terminated.
In order not to waste the 1,000 pounds deposit, Klein didn't wait for the digestion to be completed. He set off from Oravi Island and headed straight for the Gargas Archipelago.
Of course, with the conclusion and the opportunity for true acting, he was already very close to digesting the Faceless potion. Even if he didn't do true acting and continued his activities as German Sparrow, he could still complete it in two to three weeks.
Due to this reason, coupled with the identity of The World being bound to German Sparrow, Klein turned back into a crazy and powerful adventurer after leaving the hospital. However, he did a certain "disguise."
Looking at the undulating sea outside the cabin, Klein finally saw the port city that used white rocks as the main building material.
The easternmost colony of the Feysac Empire, the capital of the Gargas Archipelago, Nas!
I've finally left the country … Klein watched as a fishing boat loaded with whale meat sailed into the port. The boorish vibe seemed corporeal.
At the same time, he discovered that many ships flying pirate flags were docked at the port without any reservations.
Indeed, the east side of Oravi Island is a paradise for pirates … Klein wore his hat and carried his luggage. After the liner came to a stop, he walked out of the cabin and took the ladder to the dock.
After taking a few steps, he saw a group of pirates who seemed to be in conflict with a local gang. Both parties drew their weapons and clashed loudly.
Klein calmly passed by without any intention of stopping them.
At this moment, he saw a suspected local take out a few cans of food from his pocket, open the lids, and throw them into the middle of the road.
What's the meaning of this? Klein nearly laughed as he thought of an item famous at sea.
Canned wolf-fish!
Canned wolf-fish that was popular on the east coast of Feysac, the Gargas Archipelago, and other places!
Just as the thought surfaced in his mind, an indescribable stench drilled into Klein's nose.
His face twitched a few times as he forcefully endured the discomfort in his body and quickly left the area.
As for the pirates who were attacked, a small number of them vomited on the spot. The rest hurriedly dragged their companions and fled, as though they had lost all their combat strength.
A minute later, in a hidden corner, the crazy adventurer, German Sparrow, squatted down and silently retched.
。 Nine Heavens Divine Sovereign
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