The warm breeze blows and the afternoon sunshine brings a lazy sleepiness to people.
On Sudbury Street, Lucien, who had changed his clothes, was leading Leo to Valentin's hidden house.
Leo, who had regained his strength, showed off his good disguise skills, not only allowing Lucien to change the Holm-style black double-breasted dress into the typical Shahran style brown-red tight coat, white tight breeches and black boots.
, and the makeup methods such as applying pomade on the hair and combing it back neatly, and raising the bridge of the nose under the shadow of foundation made Lucien look several years older. Coupled with his well-groomed mustache, the whole person looked like a
A calm and dignified gentleman in his twenties.
There were many people who had escaped from the Shahran Empire gathered in the Eastern Exile, so this kind of dress was not eye-catching. Lucien and Leo took the opportunity to walk vigilantly through the crowd to prevent being followed. After all, Duke Vladimir sent
It is no secret that the assassin tried to assassinate Valentin, and if someone discovered that the two of them were in contact with Valentin, it would be easy to think of forging a false identity.
Although the city of Sudbury Valley is not small, it is half the size of Alto, but the buildings are unplanned and built haphazardly, so the streets are narrow, crowded, and chaotic. However, in this environment, Leo is like a fish in water, and he is very adaptable to leading Lucien.
With the help of pedestrians and houses, you can continuously change directions and streets to get rid of any possible tracking.
Half an hour later, Lucien and Leo, who came out of a quiet and deserted alley, returned to the busiest intersection in Sudbury Valley City and walked into a grocery store.
Ignoring the grocery store owner's suspicion, Leo walked directly to the stairs, when two big men with sinister faces like butchers suddenly stood out from the shadows to block him.
"Gryphons above the Negenin River." Leo whispered something incomprehensible in the language of the Shahran Empire.
Hearing this, the two big men relaxed their guard. After looking carefully for a few times, they motioned for Leo and Lucien to go up.
Walking up the narrow and rickety stairs to the second floor, Lucien immediately sensed the dangerous magic circles arranged around him. They seemed to be deliberately exposed to frighten those who found this place. As for whether there were other hidden magics hidden in the dark.
You have to check it carefully to know.
"He is worthy of being a nobleman who can compete with the contemporary Duke Vladimir for inheritance rights. Even if he fled to the Eastern Exile, he could still arrange such a grand project." Lucien judged that the strength of the magic circle here is equivalent to that of Bertrand Castle, which is at least worth it.
Tens of thousands of gold thalers.
Mr. Valentin seemed to have brought enough wealth with him when he fled, and had a certain strength to protect them. That's why a mid-level magician was invited to decorate this place.
Leather shoes made a squeaking sound when stepping on the floor that seemed to be in disrepair. Lucien and Leo were the only ones walking side by side in the cold and quiet corridor.
The two quickly walked outside a house in the middle of the second floor. Leo knocked on the door respectfully: "Mr. Valentin, I am Leo, and I have brought you a business."
"Come in." Valentin, who had already confirmed Leo's identity through the magic circle, replied calmly, his voice old and tired, with a strong bitterness.
Leo opened the door like a butler and stretched out his hand to signal: "Mr. x, please come in."
Lucien smiled and stepped forward. He saw that the window opposite was tightly covered by thick black curtains, with only a little light coming through.
This made the whole house feel gloomy and dim.
In the shadow in front of the curtain, there was a desk and armchair, where a man wearing a black evening gown sat with his back to Lucien and Leo.
As Leo walked in and gently closed the door, the man in the shadow turned his armchair and looked at the two people head-on.
His golden hair began to grow dull and sparse, and his features were chiseled, rough, and obviously aging. Although his exact age could not be seen, Lucien judged that he was at least sixty years old, because according to Leo's description, he was at that time
When he fled to the Eastern Exile, Valentin was a fourth-level knight. After twenty or thirty years of dormancy, no one knows whether his strength has improved or stagnated.
Valentin looked at Lucien and Leo nonchalantly with his light blue and slightly cloudy eyes, and then said: "Pour a cup of tea for the two guests. What business do you want to do?"
Suddenly, without warning, an old man with neat clothes and meticulous manners walked out of the shadows. He bowed politely and went to the tea room next to him to prepare black tea for Lucien and Leo.
As Lucien's guide and temporary butler, Leo answered on his behalf: "Mr. Valentin, my employer wants to enter the Shahran Empire, so he needs a false identity."
"You want to pretend to be a member of the Vladimir family?" Valentin is not a fool. If he forges his identity, it can only be related to the Vladimir family. Otherwise, ordinary citizen status, etc., the Eastern Exile has a professional
of counterfeiters.
When he said this, Valentin's eyes became sharp, staring at Lucien as if he could see through people's hearts, so Lucien had to speak in person: "Yes, Mr. Valentin, I need a Vladimir
My status as a collateral member of the Mir family will help me pass checkpoints and fortresses and avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. Please tell me, how much money do I need to pay to get you to agree?"
After being silent for a few seconds, Valentin suddenly burst out laughing: "If you have the strength to help me kill Ilyich, then I won't accept a copper coin from you. But if you have this level of strength, there is no need to come.
They asked me to create a false identity."
Ilyich is the name of this generation of Grand Duke Vladimir.
After a pause, Valentin took out a cigar from the drawer, struck a match and lit it.
While watching the gray-white smoke slowly coming out, he slowly said: "The more fake identities you make, the easier it is to be discovered. So in the past 20 years, I have only made six copies, and the price is very expensive.
I need five hundred gold thalers or equivalent Shahran gold coins. If you can't come up with that much money, you can consider doing something for me."
Although he could apply for compensation after returning to the Magic Council for the large expenses he spent on the mission, Lucien only had gold, gems, etc. worth the equivalent of a hundred gold tales, and the rest had long been replaced by magic potions, materials, and magic.
The utensils in the master's cabin and alchemy cabin, etc.
After weighing it for a while, Lucien smiled gently and said: "I choose to pay money, but I don't have that much on me. I wonder if Mr. Valentin will accept magic items?"
Even if Valentin's matter is simple, there may be a hidden danger of getting involved in the fight between Valentin and Grand Duke Vladimir. Therefore, Lucien will never choose to do things for him unless there is no other way.
"What a pity." Valentin said in a calm tone, "Mr.
A magic item can effectively improve the strength of knights and magicians. For Valentin who needs to strengthen the strength of his men to protect himself, this is much better than paying money directly. After all, except for the headquarters of the Magic Council, in most places, magic
All items have a price but no market.
Lucien took out the weak dagger obtained from Longsang Aaron: "This is a second-level magic weapon..."
Following Valentin's slight cough, an old man with a hooked nose walked out from the shadows on the other side, wearing a robe in the style of the ancient Magic Empire. He first glanced at Lucien indifferently, then grabbed the dagger with his right hand.
flew into his hands.
"Ancient inherited magician..." Lucien judged thoughtfully from the changes in the mental force field produced by his magic.
After the appraisal, the silver-haired old man said: "The second-level mid-level enchanted dagger can corrode other people's weapons, and the wounds of those scratched by it are difficult to heal. The mental power, physical strength, and vitality will disappear together and weaken quickly. Because there is no excessive
Usage requirements. So the estimate is three hundred and eighty gold talers, but given the premium caused by the scarcity of magic items, it would cost about four hundred and twenty gold talers to buy it."
"If I calculate it based on 380 gold thalers, Mr.
Jing said bluntly. He had no intention of activating the magic circle to rob and kill Lucien. The money was not enough to make him desperate. If Duke Vladimir's people discovered this hideout because of activating the magic circle, the loss would be huge.
Times, twenty times as much as four hundred and twenty gold talers!
Hearing that the premium was so high, if the Magic Council had not strictly controlled the export of magic items, Lucien, who was obsessed with money, would have wanted to go back and forth to earn the difference, so he nodded, agreed with Valentin's conclusion, and then took out some more
With materials that were temporarily unavailable and gold equivalent to thirty gold talers, Valentin's request was finally met.
Valentin played with the dagger, took out the special Vladimir family paper, and started writing with a breath of ice and snow on his body.
While writing, he said to Lucien: "Peter Joseph Vladimir, his father is Lord Joseph, the son of Grandpa Ilyich's youngest cousin. He has been dead for many years, and your disguised identity is his youngest son Peter.
, he failed to inherit the title and was secretly killed while sneaking into the Eastern Exile for smuggling and disappeared."
"Remember, Joseph is stingy, alcoholic, and rough, while Ilyich is sinister, vicious, lustful, perverted, and disguised as loving and peaceful..."
Valentin told the story about the members of the Vladimir family bit by bit, so that Lucien's role would not be easily exposed. It can be seen that he still has supporters within the Vladimir family, even in recent years
He knew the characters of the several knights he had grown up with.
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After Warren left the Taran Tavern and turned down a long street, the tall, muscular man next to him suddenly made a strange and difficult voice, and bursts of magic waves came from him, spreading dozens of meters around him.
The area is rippling like water sinking to the bottom of a lake.
He is not a knight, but an official magician!
Warren looked at the man with some surprise: "Mr. Real, you?"
"Master Warren, most magicians are extremely insidious. I'm worried that he might have tampered with us or left marks to monitor us." Real opened his eyes and smiled, "But now it seems that he belongs to that group.
a small part."
Warren nodded with a dark expression, and then ordered the scaled swordsman next to him: "Use resources to keep an eye on them secretly and see what they are planning to do in the Eastern Exile..."
Then, he, Yarolim, Real and others returned to his garden villa in Sud Valley City.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, in Warren's study, he asked urgently with a distorted and ferocious expression, but also filled with joy: "Leo took the magician to find Valentin?"
"Yes, Master Warren." A middle-aged man who seemed to be a waiter said with a flattering smile.
After Valentin came to the Eastern Exile, although he hid in secret, he could not hide it from members of the Lords Council like Warren's father. However, he still had great use value, and he might be able to use him to influence the Vladimir family in the future.
He gained huge benefits from the competition for the title, so the big shots in the Eastern Exile remained silent, pretending not to notice him, and not providing any clues to Duke Vladimir.
In this environment, Warren bribed one of Valentin's waiters on behalf of his father and secretly monitored him.
After Valentin's waiter left, Warren calmed down and looked out the window with a sinister smile: "Hire Leo and ask Valentin for help... Are you trying to use Valentin's power to enter the Shahran Empire? Is that right?
Forge the identity of the Vladimir family, or let Valentin introduce nobles with whom he has a secret relationship? Hum, when I am sure that you really want to enter the Shahran Empire, I will write to those big nobles...