In short, the thaumaturgy [Praise the Sun] was successfully learned in this way. And the scars remaining on the surface of the body were also eliminated by Shade with magic potion.
Iluna had to go back to the apartment to pack her luggage and told Miss Carina that she was going on a long trip, so she said goodbye to Shade downstairs. Although she was leaving on Sunday, she knew that Shade was also busy, so
She didn’t want him to go out of her way to say goodbye to her, but Shade didn’t agree:
"After all, you are going on a long journey. Although you are accompanied by colleagues from the church, if I really don't see you off, Luvia will complain about me if she finds out. Are you leaving on Sunday afternoon? Do you have time at noon on Sunday?
"
He extended an invitation:
"Same as today, let's go have lunch together again. I've made a reservation at the restaurant in advance. Oh, don't be polite to me. Let's have a good meal this time."
After paying back the materials fee for Priest August, he only had more than two thousand pounds in cash left on hand, but there was still no problem in treating Iluna to dinner:
"Then we agreed to meet on Sunday at noon."
"Oh well."
Iluna's face was red, standing on the steps outside the door, holding her small bag in both hands, holding down the hem of her skirt, her back to the crowded Saint Teresa Square, and she nodded and
The head of the flower lady’s red little hat:
"See you on Sunday, Shade."
"See you on Sunday."
After sending Iluna away, Shade called Mia several times and saw Mia lazily lying in the sun on the second floor living room window unwilling to move, so he went to Old John's place alone.
With the elves' pure water and dusk dust, the special pigment formula provided by Lecia can be made. Old John took a careful look at the formula and said that he could help make it, but it would take time:
"It takes half a week, and there are some troublesome steps involved."
"I can add money."
"It only takes two days. You can come and pick it up on Sunday evening."
The old man said, and listed in detail to Shade the reasons why more money could make the production faster, as if he was afraid that Shade would misunderstand.
Of course, in addition to arranging paints, Shade is also concerned about special coins. In fact, since he first entered the Randall Valley in mid-January, except for the local coins acquired from the Randall Valley, they have been
Apart from the eye coins used to divine the "Feast of the Earth Mother", he has never seen any other special coins.
"Yes, we did find special coins from other places, but there is only one."
Old John said, bending down and taking out a box from under the counter. After opening the box, a thin-looking copper coin lay on the red velvet lining. On the side of the copper coin pointing upward, there was a basket filled with
Patterns of vegetables, fruits and bread.
Shade frowned slightly and touched it with his hand:
"Poet level?"
"Detective, do you think certain types of relics are so easy to find?"
The old man said, and then introduced the specific use:
"The poet-level relic [Emperor's Banquet Copper Coins], the origin of this relic is quite clear. Around 3900 of the Fifth Era, an unknown witch emperor loved to hold banquets and enjoy herself. She minted this batch of copper coins to reward those who
The person who wins the banquet game. If you collect a hundred coins, you can ask the Witch Emperor to help you realize a wish - this is the fifth era, when these copper coins were still ordinary items."
"This is rare. The emperor actually used copper coins instead of gold coins."
Shade muttered, while Old John thought that Shade was ignorant:
"That's why you don't understand. This is not ordinary copper. This is the 'Koinor Dwarf Copper' whose recipe has been lost. The price of this copper alloy is much higher than the price of gold. It is used to make the core of the golem.
Important raw materials.”
Old John picked up the copper coin and handed it to Shade:
"After being turned into a relic, its function becomes very strange. Throw a copper coin and let it fall on an empty table to summon a sumptuous banquet. Yes, this is the only positive characteristic
.As for the negative characteristics, there is a small chance that some strange things will appear at the banquet. As for the containment conditions, it is also very simple. Just don’t let it come into contact with alcohol for a long time.”
After all, they are only poet-level relics. Such relics may even be used by ordinary people who are unaware of them for a long time, so neither the positive nor negative characteristics are very strong.
Although the copper coin is very thin, its radius is extremely large, larger than any coin currently popular in mainstream currencies. On one side is a basket filled with various foods, and on the other side is the number "1" surrounded by wheat ears.
.
At the bottom of the number, there is a sentence written in very fine engravings:
[The right to interpret the banquet belongs to Emperor Kerry Washington.]
"There is a saying that if we can collect 100 of these relics, great things will happen. But it is a pity that although the Witch Emperor likes to hold banquets, many copper coins have been lost on the market. But we want to
In this day and age, if you can collect 100 pieces, you might as well hope to find an angel-level relic."
Old John said, pulling out the note from under the box:
"This is not my product, it is sold for others. This is the price, and the other party is not allowed to bargain."
Shade took a look at the price:
"Twenty-seven pounds, four shillings and seven pence? Is that such an accurate price?"
"The owner of the cargo owes a debt to someone else, and now he only needs the money to repay the debt."
The old man explained.
"But as a poet-level relic, especially a one-time use poet-level relic that is not very useful, the price is a bit too high, right?"
According to Shade, the price of this coin is acceptable within 10 pounds.
Old John shrugged:
"The relic is indeed not very valuable, but the banquet summoned by the relic is."
"What?"
"According to the previous usage records and the Peace Church's accommodation records, as long as a large enough table is prepared, it is very simple for the total value of the summoned banquet to exceed 50 pounds. Looking at it this way, this price is actually cheap."
"Can it still be considered like this?"
Shade was also amused, but since he encountered a special coin, he had to buy it even if the price was increased. After all, for Shade and Luvia, the value of a coin is far beyond what its own characteristics can measure.
He agreed to attend the banquet hosted by Margaret tonight, and while he had nothing to do in the afternoon, Shade bid farewell to Old John and came to Coldwater Port again after a long absence.
Speaking of which, he has rarely gone to Coldwater Port this year, so when he saw Mr. Edmond at the old lighthouse, the latter complained to Shade that he felt like he hadn't seen him for a long time.
"I feel like the temperature in Coldwater Port is higher than Tobesk."
Shade said as he helped the old man carry the iron bucket filled with live fish into the lighthouse. Mr. Edmond, who followed behind and held a fishing rod, nodded:
"The sea surface near Coldwater Port does not freeze all year round. This is due to both the warm ocean current and the weather in Coldwater Port. In addition to the Randall Valley area in the southwest of the Old Continent, the bay area in the central and eastern part of the Old Continent, probably around Coldwater Port
, is the earliest city to welcome spring in the year."
"The Randall Valley hasn't been warm at all this year."
Shade complained and put the fish next to the wall. It was a pity that he did not bring Mia with him:
"And I heard that this year is the coldest year in the Old World in 500 years."
Mr. Edmund glanced at Shade, because Shade often inquired about the folk customs of various places here, so he knew that Shade had the ability to travel to distant places:
"You were in the Randall Valley recently? You really go wherever there is danger."
He asked Shade to sit down first, while he went to pour tea. The interior of the lighthouse in winter was not cold at all, but was extremely warm:
"There's going to be big trouble in the Randall Valley recently."
"Yes, the church and the three major colleges are sending people there. I have to be careful not to be seen by acquaintances."
Shade said, and then asked:
"Guiding Light Monastery, aren't you going to send someone this time? During the Pantanal incident, didn't Old John go to the island in the middle of the lake?"
"You really know everything."
Mr. Edmond sat down opposite Shade, opened his spectacle case and put on his spectacles:
"We have our people locally in the Randall Valley, and it's not an inaccessible deep swamp."
What he said made sense, so Shade raised his own question:
"I came here this time to ask if the Guiding Light Monastery has any research and records on the Randall Valley area?"
"What kind of records do you want to know?"
"Local families. I have heard from locals that the family represented by the local Earl Granger can be related to almost one-third of the local surnames. This kind of ancient family that can cover almost half of the city should
Isn’t it an ordinary family?”
"This is the matter."
Mr. Edmond nodded:
"I saw the records of the Priory. Although it is not very clear, the origin of this surname should be some kind of extremely powerful alien bloodline in the fifth era. Don't look at the fact that the direct descendants are now completely ordinary people, but
In collateral descendants, the power of alien blood may still appear. The thirteen-ring warlock of the Church of the Sun, the earth shaker-Pierre Granger, is said to be the same as Granger of the Randall Valley.
Same family."
"So, is there any record in the monastery about the guardians of Randall Valley?"
"I got news from the monastery. Those guardians seem to be related to the chosen ones."
The old man said very cautiously:
"In addition, there are also stories about the guardians in local legends. The Priory doesn't know much about them, or in other words, it doesn't know much about them than the Zhengshen Church. But everyone has to do everything they do.
There is a reason, unless he is a madman. The guardians don't look like madmen, so there must be a reason why they volunteered to guard the Randall Valley."
It seemed that Mr. Edmond could not get any more information for the time being. So Shade asked about the special coins again. Probably because Shade had not been here for more than half a month, so Mr. Edmond was here.
There are actually new special coins.
There is also only one coin, but Shade has obtained this coin once before.