The next morning, Angelet didn't get up until almost ten o'clock. He slept too late last night, and it took him seven hours to recover.
I hurriedly finished my breakfast, greeted the college guard, and registered my departure certificate. Then I hired a carriage and went straight to the Hongyanshan Cemetery on the outskirts of the city.
In the afternoon, the reddish sunset dyed everything bright red. There were a few gold-rimmed fire clouds floating in the sky.
On the red rock mountain on the outskirts of Maluya City, the top of the mountain was directly dug out, forming a huge platform filled with gray-white tombstones, surrounded by patches of lush green woods, sloping to form slopes. Looking from a distance
Go, the whole mountain is a trapezoid.
In the middle of the cemetery on the top of the mountain, some people who come to pay homage can occasionally be seen. Among these people, one is an ordinary aristocratic boy in his teens, with a dull expression on his face, and his eyes are constantly wandering in the grass around the tombstone. From time to time, he looks from one of the tombstones.
When he walked to another place, he didn't seem like someone who came to pay homage. He was accompanied by a middle-aged groom in gray cloth.
"Lord Angele, it's getting very late now. Should we go back?" the groom reminded in a low voice. He had been following the young nobleman for almost two hours. If the other party hadn't given him two gold coins at once,
, equivalent to twenty silver coins, which is equivalent to him pulling people in twenty times. He will definitely not follow this young master around like a fool.
"Is it almost dark already?" Angelet then noticed the color of the sky.
He frowned. His eyes swept around the surrounding grass without giving up, and finally showed a hint of disappointment.
"Forget it, let's go back." Angelet said calmly. He turned and walked towards the exit of the cemetery.
"By the way, how is the situation with Rudin recently? Is Saladin still fighting?" he asked casually.
The groom thought for a moment: "I heard from those who escaped from Rudin in the tavern that there is only one royal capital left in Rudin that has not been captured, and the other places have been divided up by neighboring countries. Saladin's people came to the port
Not many, so the situation is not very clear. After all, we are just ordinary civilians, and we are not qualified to know these big things." He smiled and said.
"Yes, but there should be a lot of people coming from Rudin to the port, right? Are there any big shots inside?" Angelet continued to ask. He knew that these grooms often pull people, and they also heard from the chats between different passengers.
Can get a lot of information.
The groom chuckled and said nothing.
Angelet casually took out a gold coin from his pocket and threw it to him. The coachman smiled brightly and continued, "I heard two passengers chatting that there weren't many people who escaped from Rudin's side, they were all little ones.
The nobles and larger teams seemed to have been intercepted midway. Especially the royal team, which was surrounded by enemies from several countries. I heard it was miserable..."
"Really?" Angele nodded. It sounds like the Marquis of Syria has not escaped his bad luck, but the source of the groom's information is unknown, and its credibility is questionable. If it is true, then killing Philip
The only hidden danger should be declared eliminated.
"By the way, have you ever heard of a plant called Dead Soul Grass?" He suddenly asked. He had a few more gold coins in his hand.
The golden luster made the groom's face shine even brighter. "Dead Soul Grass? Can you describe its appearance? Maybe I've seen it somewhere, but it's not by this name."
"It's similar to a clover, except it's all black."
"A completely black clover? Oh... you mean black clover, right? This thing only grows in cemeteries. So that's what you came here for?" the groom said suddenly. "I guess you will be disappointed.
I heard someone say that black clover is a very expensive medicinal material in the drugstore, but it must not be available here, and it has been picked up long ago."
"Pharmacy?" Angelet nodded. "Then, just take me to the pharmacy." He directly threw two gold coins to the groom. The latter caught them happily.
"Of course no problem."
"The sooner the better."
"We'll be there in half an hour!" The groom patted his chest and laughed.
About twenty minutes later, Angelet stood in front of a medicine store at the port. Behind him were carriages and people passing by. The surroundings seemed noisy and noisy.
There was an iron bar stuck outside the pharmacy, and a cloth sign hung on it, which read in Rudin: Mas's Little Pharmacy. There was also a cluster of dried medicinal herbs drawn on the side.
The store is located under a gray residential building, between a row of storefronts. People in different clothes come and go from time to time at the door, some wearing aristocratic clothes, but most of them wear ordinary cloth clothes.
There were ordinary civilians. There were also some mercenaries carrying swords and other weapons and equipment on their backs. It seemed that there was an endless stream of people, and business was good.
This is the nearest pharmacy recommended by the groom. The price is reasonable.
Angelet was wearing a black and red aristocratic hunting suit, standing in front of the drugstore, a little conspicuous. People coming in and out would cast their eyes on him from time to time.
He took stock of the situation inside the store, strode up the steps and entered the door.
The boss is weighing medicine for two mercenaries, one male and one female. He is an old man with a white beard. He looks kind and friendly. He looks like an experienced old pharmacist. There are several boys and girls nearby who are giving medicine.
What did the other guests introduce? As soon as Angelet walked in, he was immediately greeted by a young man.
"Welcome, young master, what's wrong with you? What medicine do you need?" The young man had a typical smile on his face.
"I want some black clover, do you have it here?"
"Black clover?" The smile on the young man's face condensed. "Don't be kidding me. Even the largest pharmacy in the port does not sell this rare medicinal material."
Angelet frowned. "Is there really no way to buy it?"
The young man nodded affirmatively. "A black clover plant is worth thousands of gold coins. It is no longer an ordinary medicinal material. It can only be found at auctions or is collected by others. This kind of medicine... has been used for more than ten years.
It was explicitly stipulated by the alliance before that civilians were not allowed to buy or sell, otherwise they would be punished with death and their property confiscated."
"Really?" Angelet was a little helpless. Just the first stage of training as a wizard apprentice actually requires such troublesome necessary conditions. After that, he doesn't know what kind of trouble he will encounter.
Even if a plant costs thousands of gold coins, he can't afford it now even if it is offered to him.
When we left the pharmacy, it was completely dark.
Angelet asked the groom to take him directly to mentor Adolf's villa.
The only way now is to find a mentor. After all, he gave Angele the Wizard's Book, so we can only place our hope in him. The Black Clover of the Dead Soul Grass is really not something Angele can get.
When we arrived at Adolf's villa, the port bell had already struck seven o'clock in the evening. Various oil lamps were also illuminated on the road.
Angelet got off the carriage and saw his mentor's daughter Sophia watering the garden. Four oil lamps hung on both sides of the door of the villa. The light was not bright but not very dim either.
Sophia also saw Angele. "Angelet, you're here so early?" There was a trace of surprise on her face, as if she knew Angelet would come again. She walked over and opened the iron door.
"Let's go, father is in the study on the second floor."
Angelet nodded, and without her leading him, he walked directly into the villa with the door open, followed the winding stairs to the second floor, and came to the study.
Boom, boom, boom.
He knocked gently.
"Come in. The door is unlocked." Adolf's old voice came out.
Angelet gently turned the doorknob and opened the door with a click.
Adolf was lying on a bamboo lounge chair with his eyes closed, wearing a white nightgown. He was holding a leather scroll in his hand and resting it on his stomach.
"sit."
After Angele bowed, he sat on a separate leather sofa on one side.
"Looking at the instructor's appearance, he must have known that I would come to ask for help, right?"
Adolf opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face. "You really didn't disappoint me. The real content of the book didn't scare you, did it?"
Angelet was startled, then smiled. "I was really a little scared."
"Being able to see the true content shows that you have the potential of a wizard. I have given that book to many, many young people, but you are the only one who can see the true content. Only those who can see the true content can
He will come to me immediately on the second or third day after getting the book. It is impossible for ordinary people to read the disguised content in such a short time." Adolf said with a smile.
"It seems that why are you so sure that I will pass that will test?" Angelet asked doubtfully.
"You went to the Hongyan Mountain Cemetery just now, right?" Adolf's smile deepened. "In Maluya, I am not just an ordinary linguistics scholar."
Angelet knew it. His whereabouts were probably under the control of his mentor.
"Then, tutor, how to solve the problem of black clover and dead soul grass? It seems difficult to get this kind of plant."
"I bought a black clover plant a few years ago. It will definitely be used for laying the foundation." Adolf said with a smile.
"So, what price do I have to pay?" Angelet asked calmly. Although Adolf appreciated him very much, he would not give something worth thousands of gold coins just as he asked.
"The price? It's too early for you to say this now. Although thousands of gold coins are not a small amount for me, they are affordable. What I value is your potential and your future." Adolf restrained himself.
Put on a smile and speak clearly.
"Mary, let Sophia come in." He shouted toward the door.
Not long after, Sophia, dressed in red, walked in doubtfully. "Father, what do you want me to do?" She glanced at Angele, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, and then at the smiling Adolf. She gently closed the door with her backhand.
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"Angelet, do you think Sophia is beautiful?" Adolf asked.
Angelet was stunned for a moment, and then looked towards Sophia.
This senior, who is almost twenty years old, has a delicate face and gives off a quiet and gentle feeling. She is wearing a red close-fitting dress. She has brown shawl curly hair and a well-proportioned figure. Her arms and neck are exposed.