Scharf's mansion was not as messy and filthy as most bachelors, and everything was neatly arranged, and there was no dust on the windowsill, after all, as a "craftsman", he did not lack money, but because many of his actions required secrecy, it was inconvenient to hire a large number of regular servants, and he had to hire someone to help by the hour.

Glancing at it, Alger found that it was no different from the last time he visited, and the furnishings were extremely simple, with no expensive ornaments, paintings, or sculptures, just like a place where ordinary civilians lived.

Of course, Alger knew very well that Sharf was rich enough, but he didn't care about the so-called decency, he could spend a few hundred pounds on a bottle of limited wine, he could give away a house for his mistress, but he would not waste a penny on expensive carpets, bone china tea sets, gold-encrusted cups and saucers, and famous paintings.

"A glass of Sunia blood wine. Alger's expression remained unchanged, but he used words and body movements to show that he had come in just to drink.

Sharf shrugged his shoulders and said:

"You should be glad that I don't have the habit of keeping Lielangzi. ”

He walked to the small bar in the living room, took out a beautiful bottle of Sunia blood wine, and opened two glasses.

Alger, who found a sofa to sit down, took this opportunity to raise his hand and pinch the back of his neck, as if to relieve the discomfort of his cervical spine.

With the help of this action, he naturally glanced left and right, and quickly examined the place that he couldn't see just now.

Because Sharf was too lazy to arrange the ornaments, Alger quickly completed his attempt, and his eyes lingered on the glass window of the distant cabinet for a second.

Through the glass, he saw some sun-dried dead grass and flowers.

There are red-edged flowers, blood moon grass, and monkey face leaves, and the common point is that they all belong to the types that are common in the southern continent and basically absent in the northern continent.

Alger withdrew his gaze and calmly watched as Sorf came over with a bottle and glass in hand.

Reaching out to catch it, he chatted with the other party about all kinds of things at sea, until the small half bottle of Sunia blood wine was drunk cleanly.

Seeing this, Alger smiled and left.

Five minutes after he left, Sharf, who had been sitting quietly and experiencing a slightly drunken feeling, suddenly stood up, came to the staircase, and opened the wooden door to the basement.

"Does he suspect anything?"

"Nope. ”

"Either way, this is no longer a place for you to live in, move to us as soon as possible. ”

"I still have some unfinished commissions. ”

"You don't need to finish it, you won't contact them anymore anyway, you've been given a new lease of life. ”

"Okay. ”

......

Separated by two houses, Alger sat on a bench in the garden of a house, pinching his earlobe with his right hand and listening to the wind blow.

............

West Byrand, Port of Behrens, outside an ordinary-looking house.

"Is it really because you don't have a good relationship with the Church of Knowledge that you instigated me to ask for the 'Speak Languages' charm?" said Daniz, wiping the sweat from his forehead and looking at Anderson across from him uncomfortably.

Anderson laughed half self-deprecatingly and half unconcernedly:

"You can't describe ...... as bad"

"Is that hostility?" Daniz blurted out to interrupt the other's words.

Anderson glanced at him and said:

"The negative effects of your gloves may not be as bearable as you think they are. ”

He paused for a moment and added:

A more accurate description is that neither I, nor the people of the Church of Knowledge, are very happy with each other. ”

Daniz clenched his fist with his other hand and said with a little embarrassment:

"But how do I request a charm?

"If you go directly to the clergy of the Orthodox Church to face the occult things, you will be locked up in the sealed place!"

Daniz is just reckless now, not stupid.

Anderson spread his hands and said:

"It's very simple, you just mention my name, and then say that you have an urgent matter to come to West Bailang, and you don't have time to learn Dutan, and you don't dare to hire a local translator, so you can only ask them for help, hoping to get a few 'fluent language' charms.

"In this process, you have to show that you know many Chinese languages in the northern continent, let those missionaries know that you are not able to speak frankly, but you have no time to learn, and then, they will test you, at this time, as long as you can get a decent score, you can get the charm." ”

Test...... Hearing this familiar word, Daniz's forehead jumped unconsciously, and he forced a smile:

"You're just afraid of exams, so you don't dare to go by yourself, right?"

He was just looking for something to hide his discomfort, but he saw Anderson's expression stiffen for a second.

Looks like you're still scared of things...... Daniz snorted to himself, suddenly full of confidence.

He strode into the ordinary house, and found it more like a collection of classrooms than a mission of the Church of Knowledge in West Bairan.

Then he saw an old man with gray hair.

Although this gentleman did not wear the clergy of the intellectual church, his unique scholarly temperament convinced Daniz that he was at least a bishop.

A similar feeling, he had experienced with the captain.

"Hello. Daniz, who was not wearing a shadow cloak and was dressed in an ordinary person's decoration, smiled and walked over.

The old man quietly watched him approach, and said slowly:

"Daniz. ”

"......" Daniz stopped, stiffened, his mind full of "He knows me?" "How could he know me?"

The old man glanced at him and asked himself:

"You're here to ask for the 'Speak the Language' charm?"

"Yes......" Daniz nodded stunnedly, Huo Ran had a feeling that he had no secrets at all in front of the other party.

The scholarly old gentleman bowed his head lightly and said:

"Are you going to go to the place where Katami and Mesanyes rule?"

"Yes. Daniz was still a little sluggish.

The scholarly old gentleman reached out and took out four brass talismans from his coat pocket, and said:

"It can be used for two months, which should be enough. ”

"......," Daniz took it blankly, and said after a few seconds, "That's it?"

It's as simple as that?

Isn't there still an exam?

"You don't want it?" said the scholarly old gentleman with a slight smile.

"No, it's not!" Daniz shook his head violently, and before his brain could react, he asked, "How do you know me?

The scholarly old gentleman had a little more pity in his eyes, and said slowly:

"Your captain has contacted me.

"When you got off the boat, you didn't stop shouting, and you rushed straight into the dock, and she actually prepared a 'fluent language' charm for you. ”

As he spoke, the old gentleman shook his head, his gaze was a little complicated, as if he was looking at a very careless student in his class.

“...... I should have thought that it was impossible for a man as attentive as the captain not to consider the language barrier......" Daniz was eager to raise his hand and slap himself.

Seeing the change in Daniz's expression, the old man on the other side shook his head again, and asked instead:

"You didn't think of coming here to ask for help, did you? I'm going to use divination to find you. ”

"Ah, yes, it was Anderson Hood. Daniz replied immediately.

The scholar-like old gentleman was stunned for a second, and his face sank.

At this time, Anderson was sitting in the shade outside the house, folding a branch, drawing random patterns in the bare part of the lawn, leisurely waiting for Daniz to come out.

He had no doubts about whether the unqualified "Hunter" would be able to obtain the "Fluent in Language" spell, because as long as Daniz mentioned the "Lieutenant General of the Iceberg" Edwina, everything would be simpler, the only difference was how many rounds of the exam would be required.

Just as he had just finished painting the head of Yurisian, the "King of the North", the familiar sound of footsteps came from the inside out, from far to near.

Anderson's palm holding the branch froze for a second, then he raised his head and turned to the door, where he saw Daniz holding a rather thick stack of papers, walking towards this side with a complicated expression.

"You, failed the exam?" Anderson smiled, not at all worried about what would happen if he didn't get the "Speak Languages" charm.

Daniz Muran shook his head:

"There are no exams. ”

"......," Anderson was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Your captain helped?"

Daniz let out an "um" and handed the stack of papers in his hand to Anderson as he spoke:

"The bishop inside asked me to tell you that a true hunter does not rely only on instinct, does not focus only on prey information, but also knows how to grasp their psychology and know a lot of additional knowledge.

"Here's the information he gave you. ”

Anderson's expression was a little complicated for a short time, and then he returned to normal, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, it's not much. ”

Daniz's lips twitched a few times, and finally he held back a sudden smile, and said very seriously:

"It's just the catalog.

"The bishop said, "Aim to finish the book with the name mentioned above in two years." ”

Anderson's smile finally froze on his face.

............

Gulf of Dicy, Puerto Escorson.

Like a normal traveler to the Southern Continent, Klein bought a ticket to East Bailang and boarded the passenger ship with a mixture of steam and sails and many guns.

With a whin, the ship left the dock and soon entered the furious sea.

On the way, Klein spotted that the Dicy fleet of the Kingdom of Rune had been cruising the safe passages, as if they were on guard for something.

"The anomalous changes in the Berserk Sea before seem to have attracted the attention of the Rune military...... In this way, the Spirit Order should not be able to investigate in this sea area without scruples, of course, a fleet cannot monitor all the shipping lanes here......" Crane stood in the cabin, looking at the scene outside the window, thinking with some emotion.

At this moment, he heard the sound of illusory cascading pleadings, and hurriedly went to the gray mist to check what was going on.

This time, it was the "Hanged Man" who prayed, and he asked Mr. "Fool" to inform the "Hermit" that the "craftsman" was suspected of being controlled by a cult or a secret organization, hoping to get some help.