Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations The warm wind and the warm afternoon sun made people feel sleepy.
On the street of Segru, Lucien, who had changed his clothes, was walking to Valentin's house under the guidance of Leo.
Leo, who had regained his strength, showed his great camouflage skills. Not only did he change Lucien's Holm style black double-breasted coat into a typical Schachran style tight coat, white tight breeches and black boots, but he also made Lucien look a few years more mature by putting oil on his hair and raising his nose under the shadow of the foundation. With the mustache, Lucien looked like a calm and dignified gentleman in his late twenties.
Many people who had escaped from Schachran Empire had gathered in the East Haven, so Lucien's disguise was not very eye-catching. Lucien and Leo took the opportunity to walk in the crowd vigilantly, in case they were being followed. After all, it was no secret that Duke Vladimir had sent assassins to assassinate Valentin. Also, if they were found to be in contact with Valentin, it would be easy to associate them with fake identities.
Although Segru was not small, half the size of Aalto, the city was built randomly, and the streets were narrow, crowded, and chaotic. However, in such an environment, Leo was like a fish in water. Using the pedestrians and houses as their cover, Leo led Lucien to change the direction of the street and the street continuously to get rid of any possible pursuers.
Half an hour later, Lucien and Leo walked out of a quiet alley and returned to the busiest crossroad in Segru. They walked into a grocery store.
Ignoring the surprise of the grocery store owner, Leo walked directly to the staircase. Two fierce-looking, butcher-like men suddenly stood out from the shadows and blocked his way.
"Griffins above the Negrin River." Leo said in a low voice in the language of Schachran Empire.
Hearing that, the two muscular men relaxed their vigilance. After looking at them carefully, they signaled Leo and Lucien to go upstairs.
Stepping on the narrow and shaky stairs, Lucien immediately sensed that there were dangerous magic circles around. They seemed to be exposed on purpose to frighten people who found this place. As for whether there were other hidden magic circles in the dark, he had to check them carefully.
"No wonder he's a noble who can compete with Duke Vladimir for the right of inheritance. Even though he has escaped to the East Haven, he can still set up such a grand place." Lucien estimated that the magic circles here were as powerful as those in Bertren Castle. They were worth at least ten thousand Quintal.
It seemed that Mr. Valentin had brought enough wealth when he escaped, and he was able to protect them.. that explained why he could hire middle-rank sorcerers to set up the magic circles.
Lucien and Leo were walking side by side in the quiet hallway. Their leather shoes were squeaking on the floor, which seemed to have been in disrepair for a long time.
Leo knocked knocked on the door, "Leo", "Mr. Valentin, Mr. Valentin, Mr. Valentin, I, Mr. Valentin, Mr., I. Valentin.
"Come in." Valentin had already confirmed Leo's identity through the magic circles. His voice was old and tired, with a strong sense of bitterness.
Leo pushed the door open like a butler and gestured to Lucien, "Mr. X, please come in."
Lucien stepped into the room with a smile. The window on the opposite side was tightly covered by thick black curtains, and only a little light came in.
This caused the entire room to be shrouded in a gloomy darkness.
In the shadow in front of the curtains, there was a desk and an armchair. On the desk, a man in a black suit was sitting with his back to Lucien and Leo.
As Leo walked into the room and gently closed the door, the man in the shadow turned the armchair around and looked at Lucien and Lucien.
His blond hair was getting thinner, and his face was chiseled, rough, and aged. Although Lucien could not tell Valentin's exact age, Lucien guessed that Valentin was at least over sixty years old. According to Leo, when Valentin fled to the East Haven, he was already a level four grand knight. After twenty or thirty years of hiding, no one knew whether Valentin's power had increased or stagnated.
Valentin glanced at Lucien and Leo from head to toe with his slightly cloudy blue eyes, and then he said, "Pour some tea for the two of you, my guests. What kind of business do you want? "
Without any warning, an old man in neat clothes walked out of the shadow. He slightly bowed politely and then went to the pantry next door to prepare black tea for Lucien and Leo.
As Lucien's guide and temporary butler, Leo answered for him, "Mr. Valentin, my client wants to enter the Schachran Empire, so he needs a fake identity."
"You want to pretend to be a member of the Vladimir family?" Valentin was not an idiot. If a fake identity came to him, it could only be related to the Vladimir family. Otherwise, there were professional counterfeiters in the East Haven.
When he said this, Valentin's eyes became very sharp, as if he could see through Lucien's heart. Therefore, Lucien had to answer in person, "Yes, Mr. Valentin, I need an identity as a collateral member of the Vladimir family. That will help me pass through the checkpoints and fortresses and avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles. May I ask how much money I have to pay for you to agree? "
After a few seconds of silence, Valentin suddenly burst into laughter, "If you can help me kill Ilyich, I won't charge you a single copper coin. But if you can do that, you don't need to ask me for a fake identity. "
Ilyich was the name of the Grand Duke of Vladimir.
After a short pause, Valentin took out a cigar from the drawer and lit it up.
Watching the gray smoke coming out of the cigar, Valentin said slowly, "The more fake identities you make, the easier it will be to be discovered. Therefore, in the past twenty years, I've only made six fake identities, and they are very expensive. It costs five hundred Quintal or the same amount of Schachran gold coins. If you can't afford it, you can consider doing me a favor."
Although Lucien could apply for compensation when he returned to the Congress of Magic, he only had gold and gems that were equivalent to a hundred Quintal. The rest of his money had already been exchanged for magic potions, materials, and the utensils in the sorcerer's cabin and alchemist's cabin.
After thinking for a while, Lucien smiled gently, "I choose to pay you money, but I don't have that much money. I wonder, Mr. Valentin, do you accept magic items?"
Although Valentin's business was simple, Lucien could be involved in the conflict between him and Grand Duke of Vladimir. Therefore, unless he had no other choice, Lucien would never choose to work for him.
"What a pity," Valentin said calmly, "Mr. X, you can pay with a magic item. My price is one of the best in the entire East Haven. "
A magic item could effectively improve the power of a Knight or a sorcerer. For Valentin, who needed to strengthen his subordinates to protect himself, this was much better than paying directly. After all, except for the Headquarters of the Magic Council, in most places, magic items were priceless.
Lucien took out Longsang Aaron's Enfeeble Dagger and said, "This is a level-two magic weapon …"
As Valentin coughed slightly, an old man with an aquiline nose wearing a long robe in the style of the ancient Magic Empire walked out from the shadow on the other side. He first glanced at Lucien coldly, then grabbed the dagger with his right hand and let it fly into his hand.
"An ancient sorcerer …" Lucien speculated from the change in the spiritual power field caused by the old man's magic.
After the silver-haired old man identified the dagger, he said, "This is a level-two, mid-rank enchanted dagger. It can corrode other people's weapons, and the wounds inflicted by it can hardly be healed. The spiritual power, physical strength, and life force will all be drained and weakened quickly. Because there are no excessive requirements, it's estimated to be 380 Quintal. But because of the premium caused by the scarcity of magic items, it'll cost about 420 Quintal. "
"If I calculate it according to 380 Quintal, Mr. X, you'll definitely find another buyer and come to me after the price is changed. So, let's estimate it according to 420 Quintal," said Valentin straightforwardly. He did not intend to activate the magic circle to kill Lucien. The money was not enough to make him desperate. If Duke Vladimir's people found this place because of the magic circle, the loss would be ten times, or even twenty times, more than 420 Quintal!
If the Congress of Magic did not strictly control the sale of magic items, Lucien, who was obsessed with money, would have wanted to make a profit. Therefore, he nodded and agreed with Valentin's conclusion. Then, he took out some materials that he did not need and 30 Quintal worth of gold. Finally, he got what Valentin wanted.
Valentin played with the dagger for a while and took out the special paper of the Vladimir family. Emitting the air of ice, he started to write.
As he was writing, he said to Lucien, "Peter Joseph Vladimir, your father is Lord Joseph, the son of Ilich's grandpa's youngest cousin. He's been dead for many years. You're pretending to be his youngest son, Peter. Peter failed to inherit the title, and he was secretly killed when he sneaked into the East Haven to smuggle goods.
Remember, Joseph is a stingy, drunkard, and violent man, while Ilich is vicious, perverted, and pretends to be kind and peaceful … "
Valentin told Lucien about the internal affairs of the Vladimir family bit by bit, so that Lucien's disguise would not be exposed easily. Lucien could tell that Valentin still had supporters in the Vladimir family. He even knew the personalities of the few Knights who had grown up in the recent years like the back of his hand.
… …
After Warren left Taran Tavern and turned into a long street, the tall and muscular man beside him suddenly let out a strange sound. Waves of magic waves spread out from his body, making the surrounding water ripple as if it had sunk into the bottom of a lake.
He was not a Knight, but a sorcerer!
Warren looked at the man in surprise, "Mr. Reyal, you …?"
"Mr. Warren, most sorcerers are very insidious. I'm worried that he might have done something to us, or left a mark to spy on us." Reyal opened his eyes and smiled, "But now, it seems that he's one of them."
Warren nodded with a gloomy face, and then he said to the scaly swordsman next to him, "Use the resources to spy on them. See what they're going to do in the East Haven …"
Then, Warren, Jarolim, and Reyal returned to his garden villa in Segru City.
At about four o 'clock in the afternoon, in Warren's study, he asked with a twisted and happy face, "Did Leo take that sorcerer to Valentin?"
"Yes, Mr. Warren." An ordinary-looking middle-aged man who seemed to be a waiter smiled.
After Valentin came to the East Haven, although he had been hiding secretly, there was no way he could hide from Warren's father, who was a member of the Lord's Council. However, Valentin was still very useful, and he might be able to get a lot of benefits from Valentin in the competition for the dukedom of the Vladimir family in the future. Therefore, all the big shots in the East Haven kept silent and pretended that they did not see Valentin.
Therefore, Warren paid one of Valentin's waiter for his father to spy on him secretly.
After Valentin's servant left, Warren calmed down. He looked out of the window and smiled viciously, "Hiring Leo and asking for Valentin's help … Are they trying to enter the Schachran Empire with Valentin's help? Are you trying to fake your identity as a member of the Vladimir family, or asking Valentin to introduce you to some nobles who are close to you? Humph, when I'm sure you're really going to enter the Schachran Empire, I'll write a letter to those big nobles … "
Warren was not a man who would not take revenge! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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