The Benefits of Ancestors - Zhu Xie Nai III Chapter 43 Another Auction
Carlin and Ryan went to a high-end tailor shop that was full of wealthy businessmen and celebrities. After a long period of measuring the size and thinking about matching, the tailor told them to pick it up after 3 pm the next day.
[I can only wait until tomorrow to get the clothes, and then go investigate the gold-selling cave that Nina may have visited.] Carlin thought so, and had no goal for the time being. He could only go back to the hotel with Ryan and wait. The rest
I can only hope that the name on the ax can bring out some clues.
After asking several dwarves, Alexander and Noel learned that the leader of the Lekia clan was currently drinking with some old friends in a tavern in the corner of the city.
After rushing over without stopping, the patriarch and a few dwarves who were also slightly old were drinking and eating meat.
"Oh, look, this is the little brother Noel I'm talking about. It's him who temporarily liberated me from the endless responsibilities. Come and drink together from my private collection. It's not... it's... burp... my treasured treasure.
Fire wine.”
Because he was sitting in the corner opposite the tavern door, the patriarch stood up excitedly and introduced Noel to the other dwarves.
"In addition, the other one... um... what's his name? I'm sorry I forgot, but let's drink together." The patriarch raised a wooden cup, which was filled with fiery red liquid and exuded a spicy taste. He gulped
He drank it in one gulp and smacked his lips in return. "Come on, let's drink together."
Several other dwarves also raised their cups to greet the two.
"Thank you for your kindness." Alexander also made a glass of wine to drink, which was quite refreshing!
"Mr. Patriarch, you must be having a much easier time recently, haha." He said hello and walked over, taking tons of wine. Noel put down the empty glass and wiped his mouth casually. "This is the mercenary group I am in.
Chief Alexander, we came here today to ask you about a little something."
Alexander drank quietly beside him and decided not to talk for the time being.
"Thanks to little brother Noel, just say whatever you want, come and have a toast." The patriarch looked drunk, and seemed to be helpful to the two people's inquiries.
"Actually, it's like this. When we were investigating the cause of a friend's disappearance, a magician was involved. There was something like this among the magician's relics." Noel took out a two-handed ax. "There are people from the Rockhammer tribe on it.
We were wondering if we could find out something about the magician's life from this person. Whether this person was the forger or user of the axe."
"Yaqi, you made this." The patriarch shouted to one of the dwarves.
"Did I make it? If you look closely, it looks a bit like it. It was made many years ago... I think about it... burp... You guys drink first, and I'll go out to get some air." The old dwarf waved to the two of them, and approached the two of them.
Walking outside the tavern, which was still very noisy despite the curfew, he was the oldest one including the clan leader, he was probably around 350 years old.
The patriarch put down the ax casually, picked up the cup and continued to drink. Noel put down the wine cup with some reluctance and followed Archie's footsteps.
Alexander drank up the wine and followed him out with his axe. "Good wine, thank you very much."
The two of them followed Archie out of the tavern. At this time, a breeze blew by, and the water vapor on the lake slightly neutralized the scorching summer heat.
The breeze seemed to blow away the blush on the old dwarf's face. "This is a useless piece of equipment that Hal's doll asked me to customize. Hal said that if something unexpected happens to him in the future, someone else will look for this clue to find him."
..." After considering how to speak, the two of them heard the shocking words he said in one breath.
"Huh?!" Alexander didn't expect that the magician actually expected that he would be killed.
"Such a thing could happen!" Noel was also extremely shocked.
"I heard that Hal said that he showed amazing magical talent when he was a child. He started traveling from Bakato at a young age, passed through Anquaku and Newes, and finally came to the ancient village of Ndigon.
Grass City. During the journey, a legend once performed a prophecy spell for him. The result was that in the long future, Hal will face a great danger. Hal researched his invention just to fight against himself.
His fate. He looked for various ways to crack it or left behind some back-ups."
"I see..." Alexander murmured to himself.
"Yeah, yeah." Noel said he was listening.
"I have forgotten how Hal asked me to build this piece of equipment a few years before he suffered amnesia. After Hal disappeared for a period of time, someone sent a letter. The messenger said that this letter was for me to keep.
I already know what Hal means. Now that you are here, I can breathe a sigh of relief, as I have fulfilled my mission."
The old dwarf wiped the ring on his finger, took out an envelope and handed it to Noel. "I went back to drink. I hope you learned something."
"Thank you." Noel carefully took the envelope and handed it to Alexander with his backhand after the old dwarf turned around.
"We will definitely try our best to investigate the cause of his death. Thank you for your assistance." Alexander said firmly towards the old figure.
The old dwarf just laughed twice lonelyly and walked into the tavern without looking back.
Alexander first looked at the outer packaging of the envelope, then glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to the two of them, then she opened the envelope and checked the contents.
"Respectfully: I am an unknown adventurer or mercenary. I don't have much time left, so I can only leave the following clues. I hope you can turn things around. When I was young, I was fortunate to be helped by noble people, and I foresaw that there would be a disaster when I grow old.
At that time, I am afraid that I will be unable to save my life even though I have tried all the means prepared in advance. In the end, my appearance, voice, memory, and even my entire identity will be stolen."
"However, it seems that his desperate resistance made him appreciate me. He happily explained to me that his name is "Qian Huan" and that he is the only incarnation of the evil god in the world."
"I don't know much about "Thousand Illusions", but the essence of its power is imitation. It is probably because it can even imitate muscle memory, except for a few subconscious actions that you can't even detect. It can't be completely replaced."
"Although the power of Thousand Illusions is almost perfect, it can only be used on people below legendary strength, and it has a huge weakness."
"If it appears with the person being imitated at the same time, and its identity is confirmed to be false and its identity is revealed, the imitation will end and the power of thousands of illusions will disappear."
"However, it seems that he deliberately asked me to leave a message, fearing that he would think too highly of himself, and those who hope to enlighten me will remember it."
"Finally..." Alexander guessed correctly.
"Should we inform Roja about this first?" Noel asked.
"Did he intentionally leave a message...I don't know what the evil god was thinking. What you said makes sense." Alexander wrote Qian Huan on a piece of letter paper to Roja and used another piece of letter paper.
But there was no reply this time. It was almost curfew now. "Let's go back, I need to inform Sophia and the others about this."
"Yeah." Noel nodded and followed Alexander's footsteps.
After returning to the hotel, Alexander tried to contact Sophia through the emblem. But the emblem was interfered with and there was no connection. "Can't contact... Tsk." Alexander had never encountered this situation before. The emblem's long-distance communication was carried out through a powerful soul. It is a spiritual communication between the two minds. Now this kind of communication should be isolated by equal or stronger means or circumstances.
"What should I do? Is it necessary to go to them directly?" Noel asked.
"It depends on the situation. The current situation may be that the ruins themselves have blocked communications, and they may be deep in the ruins. Although we know who the mastermind behind the scenes is, we still have no idea what he wants to do. In this case, we left the royal city rashly It may not be appropriate. I think I need to calmly think about my next move." Alexander shook his head.
"Then what's next? Now we still don't know where to find such an evil thing. I even think it's impossible for us to catch him." That is an evil god after all, and Noel, who has always been optimistic, doesn't think so. Having too much hope.
"Whether we can catch him or not is the second priority. The question is how to get Nina back." Alexander believes that there are only a few ways to restrain the opponent. Although he doesn't know whether it is true or not, he must give it a try. "Don't always say depressing words."
Noel asked Carlin and Ryan to come to Alexander's room to simply exchange information, and they spent the whole night without talking...
The next morning, after a delicious breakfast with the same changes, Alexander decided to visit Bogart again and try to ask him what he knew about the Golden Cave, so that he could go in and inquire, and he could also ask him if there was any progress in the investigation.
No one had any objections. After arriving at the Dororoga mansion, the servant told them that Bogar was not there. However, he had told Alexander where to look if he had anything to do with him, and then the address of an auction. Remember Bogar before? The failure to invite Heath for the first time was because he was busy with the auction.
"Then let's go to the auction according to the address first." Carlin suggested.
"Well, let's go there and have a look." Alexander didn't have any other way to understand the Gold Cave.
When they arrived at the place, Bogar was wearing a waiter's uniform and was welcoming guests. The four of them originally thought he was in charge of the auctioneer, or in the position of a competition trustee, or some other behind-the-scenes job, but they didn't expect him to be welcoming guests.
Seeing a few people coming, Bogar winked at a shadow. Then a passerby nearby gave Karin four admission tickets, a crystal card from the Countercurrent Trading Company, and a note underneath. It says there are a thousand Lindsays in the card.
Alexander was greatly shocked.
"This, this is?" Noel asked softly.
Karin took it calmly, then walked towards Master Bogar at the door, nodding slightly to him as he entered to express his gratitude.
Pogar's face was still filled with a warm and formulaic smile, and he fulfilled his duties seriously.
Seeing that Bogar found someone to give a thousand Lindsays, Ryan felt a little guilty. After all, a thousand Lindsays was by no means a small amount.
Although he didn't know what the situation was, Alexander felt that he should go shopping first and ask about other matters later.
The waiter inside led the four people into a top-notch private room. It was still some time before the auction started.
In addition to the seats in the private room with gorgeous colors and comfortable materials, there are also several exquisite transparent goblets and a bottle of white wine on the mahogany table.
"You are indeed a kid from a rich family." Noel sighed.
"You are so thoughtful. You are worthy of being your successor." Karin flipped through the note and card again. There was no other information, so he just waited for Bogar to finish receiving the guests.