The disposal of the Eternal Conch made some people dissatisfied, especially those who wanted to fight for the ring, but more people were still very happy. Who would be unhappy if they could get the treasure they wanted at a very low price? It’s just this
The happiness was diluted a lot by the bad news of the natural disaster.
Putist asked the butler to put away the eternal conch. When he looked up, he found that the mysterious man was missing.
"Hmph, you're a sneaky guy, trying to make things up." With a bit of disdain, Boqin turned around and said dissatisfied to the owner of the manor: "Little Putiste, your last behavior made me happy for nothing~!"
Putist apologized: "To express my apology, I have prepared a gift for each guest present, and someone will deliver it to you soon." He added: "I would like to ask you and Lermontov
One sentence, do you know that person just now?"
"I've never seen it." Boqin said bluntly.
Lermontov shook his head.
Putist asked again: "How strong is he?"
"We only fought two moves, so there's no way to judge, but..." Bo Qin stopped talking mid-sentence, and she didn't know what to say.
Babu said: "I just slapped him, and I felt that his power was very weak, but the stamina was very strong. It felt like he was hit in the water and pushed back. In addition, his hands were very cold, and it felt cold.
Montov, how do you feel?"
Lermontov said: "The overall feeling is the same as yours, soft but strong, and his shots and movements are extremely fast, and his moves are very mysterious. This is the first time I have seen his weird moves." As he said this,
The side of his chin twitched unconsciously, leaving a long and slender scar there: "His nails are really sharp."
Dead Snake Haiman said: "It is impossible for a person like this to have no reputation in the mainland. It's a pity that he didn't see his appearance clearly."
"Master of the Manor, I'm going back to my room to rest first. His nails are poisonous. Prepare some antidote for me." Lermontov went straight away.
Boqin said: "This small injury made him unable to endure it anymore. It seems that the poison he was poisoned was very fierce. However, your manor is airtight from the outside world. It is impossible for that sneaky guy to come and go freely. He should still be there."
In the manor.”
"But I don't know who he is. I haven't found this person in the guest list yet." Putist said: "There was originally a banquet tonight, but I think Aunt Boqin is tired, so why not change it to tomorrow?
Come on. Butler, let the servants take the guests to check in and bring the gifts with them."
The auction ended like this, and the owner of the manor, Mr. Putist, arranged for everyone to have a rest, but everyone's mood became a little heavy, and even the evening banquet was changed to a simple meal in their respective rooms.
It is said to be a simple meal, but in fact it is not simple. The food in the manor is indeed excellent. But when it comes to delicious food, Hillary and others are not in the mood to eat. Even Gordon and Mafia, two people who usually have big appetites,
I can't even eat anymore.
After a while, Lasila couldn't hold it in any longer and couldn't help but ask: "Do you think the world will really end?"
"I have never read such a plot in weird novels, and I never thought that I would actually encounter such a thing." Bang looked at the steel-cutting knife in his arms and lowered his head.
Mafia snorted softly: "The end of the world is probably fake. I don't believe in these things."
"You said the manor owner was lying. What reason and necessity did he have to make such a joke?" Jinx asked.
Mafia snorted again.
Ke'er from the Beast Ears tribe turned sideways and said, "Jinx, that's not what he meant. He doesn't care about all this at all."
"Yes." Mafia said: "It doesn't matter whether the world ends or not, it's none of my business. I just care about eating and having fun. Even if the sky collapses and the world becomes extinct, what does that have to do with me?
I only care about whether I am living well."
"Then you will die too." Jinx said unhappily.
Mafia spread her hands disdainfully and said: "The hardest hit area is the eastern part of the continent. I'm in the western part of the continent now. Besides, people are bound to die. If I'm afraid of death, I won't do this job, right? Hillary?"
Hillary didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Mafia chuckled and said: "As for whether it is annihilated or not, that is not something I should worry about, Gordon, are you right?"
Gordon touched his shiny black forehead and sighed: "Even though I'm bald, the idea of saving the world is beyond my imagination. I don't think about these messy things. I only think about the disaster."
It won’t be as scary as you say.”
Inaniga took a bite of sweet cherries and nodded: "I agree with what Mafia said. The end of the world is something that the Holy Garden and those in power should consider. I don't care. Everyone should eat something. There are so many delicious foods.
It’s a pity to eat.”
After the meal, the gifts prepared by the owner of the manor were also delivered, one for each person, which was the manor's homemade perfume. The perfume was egg yellow, in a goose egg-sized glass bottle, with a gold seal and placed in a beautifully packaged gift box.
There is also a note on the recipe and effects of perfume.
After reading the formula, Inanika praised: "The owner of this manor is really thoughtful. It says that when sprayed on wounds, this perfume has certain functions of stopping bleeding and promoting muscle growth. It can also cool and relieve heat, refresh the mind and reduce fatigue. I don't know if this is true."
"." She pressed the gold bottle press and smelled it: "Wow, this fragrance is so comfortable, I like it. Hey, it seems to have a refreshing effect. The top note is strong but not strong, and the middle note is fragrant.
It’s not greasy, and the afternote is long and distant. It contains the fragrance of precious flower stems and musk deer. It’s the best perfume..."
…
In another courtyard in the manor, Putiste was also enjoying delicious food, but he was enjoying it alone, with other servants waiting nearby.
The chief butler Wood reported from the side: "Master, I checked all the guest lists, and sure enough there is a name that doesn't match."
"oh?"
The chief steward Wood said: "There is a person from Justitia on the list. Last night I visited the manor I entered today. I asked and checked the "Who's Who in the Continent" recorded in the manor. There is indeed such a person on the west coast of the mainland.
, an ice mage with a level 7 strength, quite famous in the coastal areas, and seems to hold a senior position in the Asantanya army. People from other villages asked him why he came here, and the situation was the same.
It was related to the natural disaster, and I came here because of his reputation. Later, I saw this man and talked to him. His appearance was similar to the portrait in the Who's Who. After reporting to you, I let him enter the manor." The butler continued: "
After the auction tonight, the servants arranged the guests according to the list and did not see this person. And I just remembered something. Last year, I heard a guest say that this Justitia seemed to be dead.
"
"Ha, it seems that this is the person." Putist put down the blade, took a sip of wine and said: "Impersonating the identity of a dead person, this kind of thing happened more than once in Putist Manor. But those people in the past
He came here under a false name and wanted to get benefits, so why is this person?"
The butler said: "I'm sorry, Master, it was Wood who was negligent."
Putist said: "You are at fault, but there have been a lot of visitors recently, so I can't blame you entirely."
The chief steward said: "No matter what his purpose is, he is definitely still in the manor. I will mobilize all the people in the manor to search for him and we will definitely find him."
"Well, you can figure it out. I'm really curious about this person's identity. He comes and goes without a trace. He's a mysterious guy."
The chief steward did not leave immediately, but said: "One more thing, the 'Gate of Illusion' magic circle collapsed."
Putist was surprised: "What's going on?"
The chief steward said: "Not long ago, the servants responsible for maintaining the magic circle in the manor discovered that the light reflected by the 'Mirror of Eclipse' was abnormal. After checking it, they discovered that the 'mirror of illusion' maintained by the 'Mirror of Eclipse' was
The entire gate's magic array has been burned down. Now the magic engineers in the village are studying the situation. It is initially determined that the ablation phenomenon is caused by excessive magic pressure."
Putist said with a serious face: "There are three magic arrays in the manor built on the basis of the 'Mirror of Erosion'. These three arrays were designed and operated by Darren Pei himself. If any one of them is destroyed, it will have to be repaired."
I’m afraid it will be even more difficult, and I’m afraid it will never be able to be repaired again.”
The chief steward nodded: "These three magic circles are usually very difficult to maintain. They involve profound principles of multiple magic disciplines. It is indeed difficult to rebuild or repair them."
Putist suddenly burst into laughter.
The chief steward and other servants were stunned for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Master, why are you laughing?"
Putist said proudly: "I'm happy. I'm happy that my vision of people is indeed correct. Do you remember who was the last person to come out of the Gate of Illusion?"
"Celeste Bingzhixie!"
Putist smiled and said: "The magic circle designed by Mr. Darren Pei is not so easy to damage. As those magic constructors judged, it is because the magic circle was under great pressure and finally could not bear it."
The chief steward said doubtfully: "But he is the only one who lost."
Putist stood up and waved his hand and said: "You don't know this. The 'Gate of Illusion' designed by Mr. Darren Pei is very interesting. It doesn't mean that the person who can break through the formation the fastest is the most powerful person. In fact, the whole
The formation simulates the approximate strength that the entrant should have to fight against. It can be said that when you enter the 'Gate of Illusion', you are facing a 'self' of comparable strength."
The chief steward said: "I know this."
"No, you only know one but not the other. The 'Gate of Illusion' simulates the strength of the entrant, and then displays it in a different form. But if a person's strength is very great, but his ability is not
If you catch up with your own strength, you will fail miserably."
The butler couldn't help but change his color and said: "You mean..."
"This man still has great potential that has not yet been explored. This potential is so great that even he himself cannot beat him, and he is so great that even the 'Gate of Illusion' can't bear it!" Putist's eyes flashed with excitement.