In the end, the Night Owl left Silby. Although he liked this bird that could only talk to him, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, it already had an owner.
Silby could not do much about the warning the Night Owl gave him before it left. He did not have the ability to resist Slytherin at the moment. Even if he knew that he was in danger, there was nothing he could do. However, Silby was quite confident in his own talent. He believed that with time, Slytherin would not surpass him on the path of magic.
He treasured the feather in his chest. After all, it was the first gift from his first friend.
After that, he took the gold coins that Slytherin gave him and strolled around the city of Pandora. For him, this was a magical and new experience. For the past sixteen years, he had been locked up in a small manor by his father, Ramiro I. He was not allowed to go out. The only people he saw were maids and guards who dressed exactly like him. These maids and guards even wore masks and stared at him all day long.
But now, he was in Pandora.
All kinds of men and women walked past Silby. Some of them were carrying huge baskets on their heads. The baskets were filled with fish that they had fished from the sea. Hunters displayed all kinds of prey that they had caught in the mountains on the ground. The wooden storefronts sold colorful spices. The prostitutes on the street put their hands on their hips, peeling oranges and showing off their bodies without restraint.
There were even some guys dressed as wizards pushing carts, selling all kinds of strange gadgets. There were eyeballs that were floating in the air, talking parrots, and lightning in bottles.
The market smelled of spices, fish, dye, and the shouting of merchants, the laughter of children playing, the sound of sails blowing, and the boorish laughter of sailors.
More importantly, they did not cover their faces. They did not care about Silby's existence.
This experience of being one with the crowd made Silby so excited that his whole body trembled. Even if he saw a box of pepper seeds, he would excitedly pick it up and put it under the sun to examine it.
He would ask about the price of every product in detail. He would touch and look at every unique magical tool.
However, no matter how much the merchants boasted, Silby did not buy a single penny. It was not that he did not want to buy. In fact, he wanted to buy a little bit of everything to try.
He did not have money. Although Slytherin gave him money, it was not his own. If he spent it recklessly, that scary wizard would find fault with him.
Although the market was good, he did not dare to walk around for too long. After all, he still had work to do.
After walking around the market, he began to look for the Shell and Conch Tavern that Slytherin had mentioned.
There was no lack of bars in the harbor. Without exception, these bars were all tattered. There was a sculpture of Neptune, the God of the Sea, squatting at the top. Even the strange signboards were full of cracks caused by rain erosion and wind, making creaking sounds from time to time.
Soon, he found the Shell and Conch Tavern. The interior of the tavern was dim and the ceiling was low. The supporting pillars seemed to have not even been stripped of their bark. Some ropes were hanging from the ceiling, and there were all kinds of strange things tied to them. There were wine bottles, jars, wood, unfinished sculptures, stones, and so on.
It did not look like a high-class place, but it looked like a place where wizards lived.
After booking a room, he went to the market to buy some vegetables and food, preparing to stay here for a long time.
But after doing all this, Slythrin still hadn't returned. This was a rare situation. When he was in the belly of a snake, Slytherin was a very focused and lazy person. Just like a snake, he did not like to exercise. Sometimes, he would stay in an area with a radius of less than ten square meters.
Silby waited for Salazar Slytherin until night fell and the lanterns were lit, but he still did not see him.
Could it be that he was dead?
As soon as this thought appeared in Silby's mind, he immediately became excited. If that guy was dead, then he would be able to regain his freedom without any worries.
However, his excitement lasted less than two seconds before he calmed down. He felt that his idea was ridiculous. That guy was far more dangerous than anyone he had ever met. Even if everyone in this city died, he would still be alive.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally could not sit still and decided to go out and look for him.
If something really happened to him, then he would not have to waste his time in the tavern. If nothing happened to him, then it would show that he valued his master.
Pandora at night was the world of women. The prostitutes who were hibernating during the day were now standing on the streets in twos and threes. They swayed their waists and wore thin gauze dresses. Their slender legs shone with a mysterious luster. They were like mandalas, blooming under the mysterious moonlight. They were also like singing sirens, seducing passing sailors.
Silby's handsome and delicate face attracted the attention of many women. Immediately, a large group of women came up to him and hit on him. Some even put their hands on his waist.
At first, Silby was still able to keep his composure, but in the end, he could not stand the harassment anymore and bought a buffalo mask from a foreign shaman. For this, he had to spend a silver coin that did not belong to him, which made his heart ache.
Fortunately, the women who were harassing him dispersed, leaving him some space to look for Slytherin.
However, after searching for a long time, he still could not find Salazar Slytherin in the crowd. He did not even see the guy in green clothes. At this time, his stomach, which had not eaten for a day, was growling.
In the distance, an Arabian was selling grilled octopus, giving off a strong smell of pepper.
Silby spent a few copper coins to buy a roasted octopus, and ate it absent-mindedly. If he couldn't find Slythrin, and if he still didn't come back the next day, then he might have to find a way to obtain magic knowledge from other places.
Suddenly, Silby heard the secret conversation of two people beside him.
"Did you hear? Gryffindor is here today. "
"Gryffindor? Which Gryffindor?"
"Which Gryffindor? Of course, it's Godric Gryffindor."
"Wow."
One of them exclaimed, "This is going to be interesting. That guy is a man who does not like to be left out."
"But since he's here, it means that all the top wizards are here. I'm afraid we have no hope.
"Who knows? We can find some allies. I'm sure we're not the only ones who think so."
"Who can be Gryffindor's opponent? Have you seen anyone who can swagger through the streets after stealing a fairy's treasure? That guy did it."
The fat wizard said sadly, "We definitely have no chance against that kind of person."
"Why are you so pessimistic? You know, I saw Slytherin today."
Silby, who was eating grilled octopus by the roadside, immediately pricked up his ears. He heard Salazar Slytherin's name and turned his head.
Two men were sitting in the shadows and drinking wine. One of them had a big belly, while the other was skinny.
When the skinny man said Slytherin's name, Fatso's voice immediately dropped by three octaves, as if the name had the ability to lower one's voice. "What!? Slytherin? He's here? "
Silby had to move a few steps closer to them before he could hear their conversation clearly.
Fatso said, "You really saw Slytherin? Salazar Slytherin. "
"Absolutely. Green robe, green eyes, short," the skinny man said, "I saw him come in from Saintess Street this morning."
"Hiss!"
Fatso sucked in a breath of cold air.
But soon, he revealed a sinister smile.
"This is great. I was a little worried at first. We just need to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. When they're both injured, we'll reap the benefits."
Their voices became softer and softer. Silby had no choice but to move closer and closer in order to hear their conversation.
"I'm afraid you're dreaming," the skinny man said rationally. "Slytherin lost to Gryffindor in a duel three years ago. You know that at that time, Gryffindor had just obtained the fairy's sword and killed several black wizards. Although it's been a long time, Slytherin is still no match for him."
"Then what should we do?" Fatso raised his head sadly and gulped down a glass of wine. "If Slytherin is no match for Gryffindor, who else can defeat him?"
"I'm not sure …" The skinny man thought for a moment and said worriedly, "I'm afraid we have to pick a side. If we follow Gryffindor, we have no chance at all. If we follow Slytherin, we might have a chance."
"Don't …" Fatso hesitated. "It'll ruin our reputation. Slytherin is a notorious black wizard!"
"Nonsense, so what if he's a black wizard? Do you want to marry Queen Pandora or not …"
The conversation stopped abruptly when the two wizards realized that an ear was only a centimeter away from them.
The ear belonged to a gray-haired young man who was holding a skewer of grilled octopus in his hand. They could not see his face clearly, but he was wearing a black shaman's buffalo mask, which made him look very strange.
"Who are you!?"
The skinny sorcerer jumped up. He couldn't believe that someone was able to get so close to them without being noticed. It was unbelievable.
Silby, who was caught eavesdropping, scratched his head awkwardly. He took off his buffalo mask and smiled brightly. "What are you guys talking about? Who's marrying who?"
His smile was like the stars in the night sky, relaxing everyone. The two wizards immediately smiled back.
However, the skinny wizard reacted quickly. He grabbed the fat wizard's arm and stood up from the table. He looked at Silby cautiously. "Let's go."
The fat wizard also woke up. He glared at Silby angrily and followed behind his companion.
Seeing that the Mind Influence spell he had learned from Slythrin didn't have much of an effect, Sylby couldn't help but feel annoyed. He had clearly written in his book that as long as this spell was used properly, it would be able to make everyone submit to it and kowtow, but in the end, the two of them woke up in a second.
Seeing the two wizards walking further and further away, Silby's brain worked quickly. He had just arrived in Pandora and did not know anything. The Nightingale had left and Slytherin was nowhere to be seen. If he wanted to gain a foothold here, he needed to gather enough information.
"Wait a minute!" He called out to them.
The two wizards, one fat and one skinny, turned their heads and looked at him with an unfriendly expression. The skinny wizard reached his hand to his waist and touched the handle of a thick magic wand. "What do you want to say, eavesdropper? I'll give you ten breaths."
"Do you want to get to know Salazar Slytherin?"
Silby decisively tossed out a piece of news of his own, and the two adepts immediately stood up straight from the shock.
The skinny wizard's vigilant expression gradually turned into shock. He widened his eyes. "What did you say?"
Silby said confidently, "I have a way for you to get to know Salazar Slytherin."
"What kind of joke is this?" The thin Magus immediately shook his head like a rattle. "Salazar Slythrin is a solitary and arrogant person by nature. How could a greenhorn like you be acquainted with him?"
"Well," Silby said with a smile. "I'm his butler."
"Butler? Where's your proof? "
The skinny wizard was still doubtful.
"No."
Silby sighed. "If you want to get to know Slytherin, we can sit down and talk. If you don't want to know him, you can just leave."
After that, he waited quietly.
After about three seconds of silence.
The skinny wizard looked at him with a gloomy expression. "Kid, I advise you not to lie to me. If I find out that you're lying, don't blame the Bloodthirsty Twins for being ruthless."
"So you're the Bloodthirsty Twins!"
Silby showed a look of realization and respect. "No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity. Aiya, aiya, I've heard of your name for a long time."
He didn't even blush as he said, "You're much more imposing than the rumors say."
The skinny wizard couldn't hold it in any longer. The fat wizard was already grinning from ear to ear.
"Don't say such useless things." The skinny wizard's expression softened, but he was still rational. "We do want to get to know Salazar Slytherin. When are you going to bring us there?"
"Don't be so impatient. I haven't had dinner yet."
Silby sat at an outdoor table and generously threw out one of the gold coins Slytherin had given him. He skillfully greeted the owner of the tavern. "Two bottles of ten-year-old Andlusan sherry."
The female boss who got the gold coins put away his gold coins with a smile. She enthusiastically brought him two bottles of vintage wine and some cold dishes to go with the wine.
Looking at the bottle of aged wine, Wizard Fatso immediately licked his lips. He was a little tempted.
"Have a seat."
Silby enthusiastically opened the bottle of sherry and poured a glass for the two wizards. "There's a price to pay for your recommendation. I want to hear you out."
Under the allure of the wine, the fat Magus tossed his previous unhappiness to the back of his mind and happily sat down. Although the skinny wizard was a little reluctant, he reluctantly sat down.
Fatso raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. He smacked his lips and said, "What do you want to hear, young man?"
Silby immediately poured another glass for him. "Whoever marries, something big will happen in this city!"
"Didn't your master tell you?"
The skinny wizard asked suspiciously.
"He's obsessed with magic and often forgets about worldly matters."
Silby said faintly, "You know, a powerful wizard like him will always spend a lot of time learning magic."
"Ah, that's natural. He's a wizard."
Fatso casually took another sip and said, "Two years ago, the most famous conjurer in the Iberian Peninsula, Antonio the Fifth, suddenly died. After his death, he left the throne to his wife, the current Queen of Pandora, Beatrix the First. It's a pity that the two of them didn't have any children.
A year after Antonio's death, the young Beatrix the First sent out an invitation to the most prestigious and capable wizards in the Holy Empire to Pandora to participate in a competition. The final winner can become the husband of the Queen of Pandora, or … "
As he spoke, the fat wizard gulped down the entire bottle of wine in one gulp. He then slammed the bottle on the table with a flushed face and said, "Own this city."
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