There were many people present, but not many knew Mo Gan or his last name.
There are only two.
But they are all considered to be the people at the center of the whirlpool.
After all, it had been predicted, and Neil was relatively calm. He just wanted to see what Grande actually wanted to do after instructing him to do this and that, and after reaching this point.
As for Robbie, he was not so calm and composed. He was the one who was suddenly interrupted from "reading the note" and did not expect Mogan's sudden appearance.
Raising his hand to pluck the red hair on his forehead, Robbie battled in his mind for a moment before swallowing all the conceived rebuttals.
After Morgan himself finished speaking this series of words, he turned his attention to Duke Albert in the crowd.
"I don't think you are a local. You should be a distinguished guest from afar. If you are interested in such legends as the Forgotten Valley, you must be a knowledgeable person with extensive knowledge."
It is quite normal to give a proper compliment to a Duke, but this time he turned against the guest and directly treated himself as a local, which made Robbie even more confused.
But still because of his original trust, he just looked at Mo Gan with suspicion and did not use his words to make trouble.
Albert was quite satisfied with the praise.
He was quite pleased with the sudden appearance of this young man, and felt that there was finally a more sensible person in this remote place, so he did not continue to pursue Robbie's "fault" of disobeying him.
I don't know whether I should say that the Duke is "a lot of adults" or that he is too forgetful.
——In addition to using Everest's name to eliminate hidden dangers in advance preparations, making good use of this opportunity is also part of Morgan's plan to advance and retreat appropriately.
"I saw the pool outside. His Highness the Duke should have relied on Tianhemu's guidance to find it, right? Maybe it's because there is a sufficient inventory of magic materials here, but there is one thing to consider-Pandora's Market down the mountain has more abundant materials.
, it is even more difficult to confirm, just the wisdom of Tianhe wood may not be enough."
"You can say this because you know something about the Forgotten Valley?" Albert narrowed his eyes, "You know where the Forgotten Valley is, right?"
"It's not really 'knowing', it can only be said that I found some clues." Mogan smiled, "I am a businessman, my name is Mogan Grande. I am talking about this because I may have some similarities with you.
idea.”
Albert turned his head and glanced at Abdia. A normal introduction to each other meant putting himself on the same footing as others, so naturally he didn't bother to speak like this.
"This is Duke Albert Taranik." Abdia was used to it and spoke normally.
Of course, Morgan also knew that this would happen, but he still showed a symbolic surprise on his face, which easily added fuel to Albert's vanity.
"It's such a privilege to meet such a great person like you..."
Mogan responded smoothly, and then there was another piece of main body praise, gradually introducing fabricated information, not to mention whether it was nutritious or not, but mainly because it seemed quite vivid.
But Robbie on the side couldn't stand it, and felt that just listening to it was dirtying his ears, so he turned away and wanted to find someone else to find out the situation.
He first glanced at the face of Abdia, who had communicated with him before, and found that she was still able to communicate. Naturally, she was staring at the changes on the Duke's side, fearing that something would go wrong again.
In the end, he could only look at Neil.
"Brother, who are you?"
Neil was stunned. He didn't expect that the familiar shopkeeper would suddenly find something on his head.
But he was unprepared and had no idea that Robbie could actually be considered Grande's side. He could only choose his words carefully and communicate with him using his usual methods of making friends.
——Of course, for your own consideration, you must first confirm that Duke Albert is busy being fooled by Morgan and has not noticed this.
"Neal Galora, just call me Neil. I am a bard." Neil coughed dryly, "Mainly because of the reputation of the Miracle Flower Sea..."
For special reasons, Neil didn't like people calling him by his surname, but he was always embarrassed to correct the words for ladies - because it seemed like someone was asking someone to use an intimate name on purpose. But men didn't care.
As for the reason for Robbie's question, it cannot be said that he just made an excuse to abduct the Duke.
But before Neil could use his skills and come up with more elegant and decent detailed reasons, Robbie used his guts to thoughtfully solve the problem.
"That's a tourist." Robbie summed it up simply, "I think you seem to be familiar with this Duke. Do you want to go to the Forgotten Valley that he is looking for?"
Neil was even more curious, "Do you actually know where the Forgotten Valley is, but you just don't want to tell me?"
He originally thought that this was a completely fabricated concept by Mo Gan, a purely false scam, but it seemed that even the locals knew it, so it seemed that was not the case?
Morgan would never be so powerful as to modify all the memories of people in this area to correspond to the lies he passed on and let Neil tell by himself.
"There are indeed some rumors recently, but I don't know much about it. I just heard about it." Robbie scratched his head. "I really don't understand this kind of poetry. But someone did say so. I remember there is another poem.
Where is the poem..."
But even if he had to memorize it, he couldn't say it. He could only hold back a few sporadic words, which sounded strangely familiar to Neil.
I can't think about it carefully, it always feels a bit scary.
However, Neil could not help but become more and more curious, wanting to know how much preparation Morgan Grande had made on this land.
"Anyway, if you are very familiar with the Duke, you can persuade him." Robbie smacked his lips, "Forget it...he can do whatever he likes. Mainly, the woman named Abdia is quite miserable, a good mage,
He's not a bad person, but it doesn't matter if he's always being ordered around."
The way Abdia is dressed when going out makes it obvious that she is a mage, but not that she is also the Duke's housekeeper and holds responsibilities.
Seeing the strange Reynolds shopkeeper chatting with him, Neil had no choice but to respond according to his logic, talking to each other without noticing that Abdia glanced at them from behind.
The two men did talk at a volume that ordinary people could not hear from a distance. The Duke was naturally excluded, but Abdia was a mage after all.
The amplitude of the senses is different.
At the same time, on the other side.
"...Because of this experience, I can confirm that I may have been lucky, and the place I happened to buy is the so-called Forgotten Valley." Mo Gan kept talking calmly, "Although there are the same things as in the ancient books.
Patterns, but there is no way to prove this yet - because if you want to use magic, there is really a lack of materials."
Morgan spoke for too long, and with the Duke's rough magical understanding unable to sort out the parts, he could only capture one point of information.
He asked, "Materials?"
Morgan nodded to confirm, but changed the topic, "I'm already making preparations, and I'll see if this guess comes true soon. No, I just came to Mr. Reynolds' shop."
With his roll call, all eyes were focused on Robbie again. Just in time, the communication between him and Neil was over.
"Is it this boy?"
Albert looked disdainful, as if he suddenly thought of something, he narrowed his eyes.
"Mr. Reynolds is the only son of a wealthy local business family. He has a wide range of goods and the store also has a pretty good inventory. I have admired him for a long time, so I finally made up my mind and came boldly to seek exchanges."
Mogan's words were subtle and profound, and he explained slowly. Although Albert was confused, he could only rack his brains and keep thinking.