D 'Addarion handed the Owl Coin to the woman with short chestnut hair who was drinking champagne by the wall. The latter stretched out two fingers to touch the lines on the coin. After confirming that there was no problem, she took out an envelope from her small bag and handed it to the man.
"Blind?" Rob was slightly surprised.
"Yes, some things are better done by the blind than by the sighted," D 'Addarion said. "Every once in a while, Green Cat's Eyes will select a batch of places in the city. They will modify and decorate these places according to different purposes and provide them to people who need them as temporary strongholds. People who buy these short-term strongholds are usually up to no good. Most people don't want the location of the stronghold to be known by a second person. So, Green Cat's Eyes hired this lady to seal the keys and addresses of those strongholds in an envelope. Then, this lady will hand them to the buyer. Because she can't see the contents of the envelope, she can't see the buyer's face. Naturally, she can keep the customer's secret to the greatest extent."
The blind chestnut-haired lady suddenly said, "President D 'Addarion, you talk a little too much. Although I'm blind, I'm not deaf."
The man shrugged. "Miss Trystan, you look good today."
The woman named Trystan sighed. "President D 'Addarion, no matter what you plan to do next, please don't drag Green Cat's Eyes down with you. My bosses don't like trouble."
"No one likes trouble, Miss Trystan. You know me. I've always been a person who follows the rules." D 'Addarion snapped his fingers, opened the envelope, and poured out the key and a small note.
After taking the key, he glanced at the address on the note. A small flame sprang out from the tip of his staff and swallowed the note. A moment later, it turned into ashes.
"Sorry to disturb you, Miss Trystan."
"Good luck, President D 'Addarion."
The room that the man booked was at the junction of the wealthy area and the civilian area. It was about two miles away from Earl Nathan's mansion.
Separated by a street, there were two different worlds. The wealthy area where Earl Nathan lived was one of the most expensive places in Gudilesi. The price of a house here was equivalent to ten houses outside, so the people who lived here were either rich or expensive.
As Lilith's sudden visit interrupted the meeting between Rob and D 'Addario, the future Supreme Mage Your Honor had no choice but to leave midway. Hence, the latter asked him to meet at the green cat's eye in the afternoon to continue discussing the kidnapping of Morteris.
"The banquet will be held seven days later at Count Nathan's mansion. The hosts will be his two grandsons and three granddaughters, but Count Nathan won't be there. Most of the guests will be youngsters. The old man is currently on vacation in Toscavel."
Rob interrupted, "Nathan Torocheda? Whose side is he on?"
"The old man doesn't belong to any side. He's one of the most influential people in Gudilesi. He has dealings with all kinds of forces. Many people in the city council follow his lead. However, Torocheda is very cunning. He has never expressed his position in public, but recently, he has been very close to the temple."
Although the future Supreme Mage Your Honor had a certain understanding of the nobles in the south, his understanding was more limited to the bloodline and family history. As an outsider, it was more difficult for him to understand the relationship between the black and white forces in Gudilesi City. This was exactly what D 'Addario was most familiar with. It seemed that the three years he lived in Gudilesi City did not seem to be as decadent as outsiders thought.
The man opened the door as he spoke, glanced around, and expressed his satisfaction with the temporary stronghold.
The house had been cleaned up, and there was no dust. The furniture was very simple, only a table and four stools, but the location was very good. It was on the second floor of a small grocery store. There were three windows in the house, and they could see the streets in the east, west, and west. The only place without windows was a bathhouse in the north. In order to prevent peeping, the bathhouse had a very high roof, and the distance between the bathhouse and the grocery store was very close. Therefore, no one could approach the house from this direction. In case of danger, apart from the stairs in the grocery store, these windows could also be used as an escape route.
"Are you going to kidnap Morteris and hide him here?"
"No, no. Don't underestimate the power of the temple in the south, and don't overestimate the ability of Green Cat's Eyes. Those people can deal with ordinary people, but the rules of their dark world can't bind the temple at all. As long as the church wants to, they can track this temporary stronghold in a day," the man said lazily.
"I've already chosen the place to hide that old thing. This house is just a bait to send a message to the temple, telling them that Morteris is in my hands. As long as they can't find any substantial evidence, they can't do anything to me, the president of the Association of Magicians. In the end, they can only rely on those scumbags from the Court of Heresy to play dirty with me, and my goal will be achieved."
"Is this your plan?"
"No, I originally had a more conservative plan, but that plan is too complicated. It requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and I have to owe a lot of favors. It's rare that you're also in Gudilesi, so we'll just use the simplest way to do this."
Very good. This style of doing things sounds very much like D 'Adarion. As expected of the man who suddenly went to the south alone in order to defeat all the top Academy of Magic one by one. Even though many years had passed and he had become an uncle with a face full of stubble, his arrogance was still engraved in his bones.
"By the way, I've already helped you contact a foster home about the magic pet you mentioned last time. There's no need to check and register. Did you bring your magic pet?
The future Supreme Magister Your Honor opened his backpack and released the beautiful bird that had been tortured to the point of being delirious.
D 'Adarion was startled. "This is your magic pet? Why does it look like there's something wrong with its IQ? "
Bevinadet was furious when she heard this. You're the one with a problem with your IQ. Your whole family has a problem with their IQ.
"Yo, look at this bird's expression. It can understand me." D 'Adarion was very surprised. Most holy beasts could communicate with their masters without any obstacles because of the soul contract, but this did not mean that they could understand the common language of the human race. However, this fat bird in front of him could actually understand what he was saying. If this was true, didn't it mean that this bird was a higher animal than humans? Because only creatures as high as dragons could quickly master a language.
"Hey, what kind of bird is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
When he first met Rob in the underground city, Bevinadet had undergone earth-shaking changes. Her originally white wings had turned dark red. When she woke up from a long sleep, this change did not stop. Recently, her wings had turned from dark red to bright red. Coupled with the post-modern artistic disheveled feathers, dull eyes, and a round belly, D 'Adarion really did not recognize her.
"Bevinadet, I picked her up in the underground city of the Endless Forest. D 'Adarion, my senior, the president of the Magician's Association." The future Supreme Magister Your Honor made a brief introduction to both parties.
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