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Chapter 239

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This was Prynne's most secluded manor, and could avoid many adults who wanted to curry favor with the four of them. These adults were always able to pull through all kinds of gaps.

They would come up with all kinds of connections, making it impossible for people to reject their requests for a visit. Then, one after another, it was continuous, and there was basically no

Time left for him.

Garon had been enjoying the luxurious life of a typical second generation official. As the only son of a superior aristocrat, there were many influential people every day.

They came to visit him, hoping to get closer to Vanderman through him.

It was only when he was with Prynne and the other two that he had some free time to study the handbook. This was also why he agreed to go with the three of them.

The reason for the gathering.

It seemed like a leisurely life, but he had to pretend all the time, and spend a lot of time studying the handbook. So in reality, he had been …

Quite tired.

And these days, while he was studying, he was also thinking about how to increase his strength.

Two years later, Beckstone would definitely come to the Lush Forest for revenge, and the Obscuro Society was already dissatisfied with Vanderman. It seemed like a peaceful life, but in reality,

There was danger everywhere.

Garon decided that if he wanted to find a solution, he had to first understand the situation of the entire Luminarist circle.

In the time he spent with his teacher Emin, he roughly understood that Luminarists were a huge group, and there were hundreds of millions of people in the Kovitan Empire.

There were at least hundreds of thousands of Luminarists in the Kovitan Empire.

Other than the Luminarists from the Obscuro Society and the Terraflor Society, most of them were normal Luminarists. The proportion of normal Luminarists

Was ninety percent of the total.

In other words, the Obscuro Society and the Terraflor Society were at the top level, and were too far away from normal Luminarists. Their whereabouts were unknown.

They were not known by normal people at all.

Plus, most Luminarists liked to study and live a peaceful life. They didn't have good social relationships, so they lacked communication and couldn't get the latest

News.

These were the general Luminarists that Garen had learned from Emin.

Recalling the relevant information, Garon glanced at the attribute pane at the bottom of his field of vision.

'Strength 0.9, Agility 0.8, Vitality 0.9, Intelligence 0.5, Potential 1872%. Possess the qualifications of a Luminarist.

Secret Technique — Divine Statue Technique, Ten Thousand Mammoth Battle Technique.

Time to fully recover is 367 days (one year). '

"My Strength and Intelligence have recovered a little, but it's too slow …"

"Cia! Are we having a barbecue tonight? " A beautiful girl with a purple-red ponytail rushed out and shouted at Garon, "Your goddess Aquarius also wants to participate!

Do you want to come? "

Garon hesitated for a moment. He also wanted to meet the woman who played the original Acacia like a fiddle. "Okay, who else is there besides Aquarius?"

?”

"And two of her friends. They're both pretty girls," the girl with the purple-red ponytail said mysteriously. "You should be thanking me. I'm the one who took the initiative to bring them here.

If it weren't for the fact that you haven't been in good spirits recently, I wouldn't have bothered to take the initiative to court you. "

"Thank you so much, cute little Marlene." Garon quickly thanked her.

"You don't have any sincerity at all. Give me something more substantial. I love listening to your poems. Do you have any new ones? "Marlene leaned over.

He asked. Suddenly, a rose fragrance faintly entered Garon's nose.

"You love listening to my poems? …" Garon's expression was blank for a moment. There were people who liked Acacia's poems?! This was detrimental to his worldview.

His sense of aesthetics was an incomparably huge blow.

"Yeah, what new ones do you have? Read them out for us to enjoy. You're one of the great talents among us. "Andel also came out.

Behind her was Prynne.

Prynne also had an obvious expression of approval on his face.

"Don't hide it. Read it out quickly." Prynne urged.

Garon looked at the expectant expressions of the three people in front of him. He started to wonder if there was something wrong with his sense of aesthetics. The kind that made him want to vomit when he looked at it.

Poems actually had so many supporters!

"Read it out quickly. Why are you so stunned? Don't tell me you've run out of ideas? "

"No, I heard Shia's new poem last time!"

"Don't disappoint us! This is one of our regular programs! "

Looking at the three of them staring at him expectantly, Garon felt a bit of a headache.

Poems … There was indeed one, but for him to stand up and read it to the three of them seriously … Forget it. It would be a stain on his life …

"This … My throat has been a bit uncomfortable recently … You guys should read it yourself." Garon hurriedly took out the notebook that Acacia was used to carrying.

He took it out and stuffed it into Prynne's arms. Then, he walked a few steps into the hall.

Prynne took out the notebook and flipped it open.

"Alright, we'll read it ourselves."

"Beautiful lilies! You're so fragrant ~ ~ My goddess Aquarius, your face is like that flower pot … Uh, there's an extra word here, like that

White and beautiful as a flower. "

Prynne assumed the pose of an aria and began to sing loudly.

"Beautiful Aquarius, don't worry that you're no longer beautiful. Don't worry if you're ugly. Even if you become a toad, I won't despise you.

My condition is to love you! Aquarius! Ah! Aquarius! Ah! Ah! Ah ~ ~ ~ ~!!! "

He sang it three times in a row.

Garon, who was in the room, felt his whole body go numb. He had goosebumps all over his body.

"Good poem!! As expected of my best friend Acacia! "Prynne's loud praise could be heard from the balcony. "I'm going to publish this poem in the love poetry magazine.

Let everyone see, this is my brother Acacia's poem! Look, especially the last three arias, they're simply a stroke of genius.

!”

"My favorite line is' Even if you become a toad, I won't despise you! 'Mmm … So touching!" Marin chimed in from the side.

"Cia, you wrote such a good poem and you're still hiding it. You're so mean!" Prynne complained loudly from the balcony.

Garon sat on the sofa indoors. He felt that in this lifetime, no! Last lifetime, the lifetime before that! He had lost all his face.

"Up to you guys …" Garon replied weakly.

What level of appreciation did they have to be able to tell that this was a good poem …

Prynne and the other two repeated the poem many times on the balcony, and even had a heated discussion. Her voice was so loud that even the servants below could hear it clearly. This …

Only then did he walk into the room unwillingly.

"Cia, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel like you're not in good spirits? "Prynne looked at Garon, who had collapsed on the sofa, not moving at all. "As expected of …

People who are addicted to love, the poems they write are indeed better than usual! "

"Don't mention poems to me, it makes me want to puke …" Garon replied painfully.

"As expected, writing poems takes up too much energy. That's right, writing such a famous line must take a lot of energy. You should rest first. It'll be time soon.

We'll call you later. "

"Alright …"

"Then we'll go and prepare first. We'll pick the location ourselves?"

"Okay …"

Click.

As the door closed, the living room suddenly became a little empty.

Only the two little maids standing respectfully in the corner were still quietly waiting for orders.

Garon laid on the sofa and took a while to recover from his speechlessness.

He grabbed the black notebook, slammed it shut and threw it aside.

"What the hell is going on!"

He stood up and returned to the balcony, lying down on the recliner to rest. Then, he took out a small piece of paper from his pocket and began to randomly recall the previous information.

Material. At the same time, he recalled some important things.

He found some relevant memories in Acacia's memory about Aquarius, who he was about to meet tonight.

She was a very beautiful woman, with a thin waist, long legs, full breasts, and a seductive face. She had a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, and when she looked at people, she would

She had a pitiful expression on her face. Especially when she looked at you with her big eyes, that clear gaze could always make people feel ashamed and lower their heads.

They dared not look at her directly.

However, Garen noticed that something was wrong with this woman.

This woman, who was supposed to be weak, like a social butterfly, was actually at ease in a series of occasions and banquets, taking the initiative.

She looked like.

What was even stranger was that many important people lowered their heads in front of her because of their inferiority. Her body was unusually soft, her skin was

As delicate as the best white jade.

"Aquarius Zambinita …" Garon narrowed his eyes, "This woman should have practiced martial arts … and it's a joint technique used for assassination. She's really

Not simple … "

"Vanderman allowed this woman to play with his son without interfering, for what reason?" Recalling Vanderman's words, he did not want to provoke this woman.

She had no intention of finding trouble with this woman at all. Instead, she cleaned up her son's mess.

Garon had some doubts about Aquarius' identity.

"We'll see when the time comes. If she's really a spy who has practiced assassination, it'll be a good opportunity to see the level of this world's martial arts.



He shook his shoulders, and suddenly, there was a slight cracking sound.

Although his body recovered very slowly, as a peak martial artist, he still had a fighting standard that was not lower than Level E.

In the previous world, Level E was already classified as an alphabetical level of martial arts, just below a Grandmaster of Combat.

Even if it was not a top-notch weapon, it would not be a threat to them.

Even if it was not a small gun, it would still be considered a person who could open a door and establish a sect.

After chasing the two little maids out, Garon stood alone in the living room, re-practicing some of the techniques to restrain joint techniques.

After a while, Prynne came calling at the door, saying that everything was ready and asking him to go over and prepare to leave.

They were going to stay in the mountains for a few nights and return home after a few days. They could also hunt and tour the mountains while they were at it.

Garon asked the coachman to go back and inform his family. Then, he got on the carriage with Prynne and the others and drove into the depths of the forest.

A few strong guards followed to protect the safety of the four people.

They were going to the Black Flower Mountain, which was more than ten miles away, and they planned to have a picnic there. It was sparsely populated, had the most wild animals, and was the newest

Choose a hunting spot.

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