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I can't think of anyone else's name for a moment, so you answer: Sylvana!

The scholar covers his face with his hands,

Hathaway sat down on her knees with a crunt.

Hill is a ghost! How could she, the granddaughter of the Marquis, lie in a bath filled with gold coins and swim butterfly, and come and lead a caravan to sell salt? Just because she is a woman, and all you can think of at once is her name? Besides, why don't you put out the name of His Majesty?

The escort leader didn't smile,

The direct expression was distorted, and his eyes could write: Ah, oops, I met a mad nobleman.

In desperation, the corner of the escort leader's mouth twitched and explained to you that the name of the registrant is wrong, it is not Ms. Sylvana, of course, it can't be, even if it is blind, at least it is Anne Angel Alice or something. Anyone can see that this escort leader is helpless against you, and can neither hack you to death and throw you out, nor agree to you selling salt. After a deep sigh, he decided to go home today to get drunk and exorcise evil spirits.

Contrary to the attitude of the escort leader, the people around you breathed a sigh of relief, at least the market guards didn't care about what you were talking about anymore, and you were able to get out of it. Pretending to be crazy and stupid to escape, it seems that there can be.

You repeatedly: This document is yours.

"Yes, yes, you can say whatever you want, let's ...... Will you come back another day?" the leader of the guard held his forehead and beckoned to his subordinates, "Come, respectfully lead the way to the baron, and deliver it to the door." "Don't run around the market, maybe you're a little mentally retarded.

You changed your lines,

Changing the question: The name is wrong?

Eager to send the mad nobleman away as soon as possible, the escort leader muttered, "How do I know, it's not Ms. Sylvana's anyway, it's impossible." ”

You ask him to confirm it on the spot!

Damn, I'm sick - the escort leader scolded a few times with a mosquito voice, and then shouted to the side, "You, hurry up!"

The guard who was called over by the leader grabbed his head, took off his gloves, and cast some kind of low-level spell on the card. The so-called hidden anti-counterfeiting information requires the use of a zero-level arcane "arcane mark" with a set code to be revealed. From your side, you can only see a faint aura emitting from the back of the card, but from the perspective of the escort leader, you can see a line of names emerging from the original blank position of the card - "Clementine Walter".

The team leader can confirm 100% this time,

You are mistaken.

You see the name of the registrant through Leia, and then secretly learn about it through a psychic connection. A story was made up on the spot, and half a minute later, the guards were dumbfounded. To be honest, they think you've made up this story very believable.

The story goes like this:

Lady Sylvana was accidentally killed by a troll incident, and then transported to the Marquisdom's best clergy for a safe and complete resurrection, and although she has now been completely resurrected, she still has not been rushed back to the Bay of the Five Lanes. Because the lady needed to heal her frightened soul - the truth is that Sylvana still hasn't returned to the Bay of Five Lanes, and the creeps certainly don't know why. How do you make it up.

One of Ms. Sylvana's important sources of interest, Haiyan, is impossible to leave unattended during this period. Therefore, he sent his henchman "Clementine Walter" to personally lead the caravan to sell salt and fill the account as soon as possible - the fact is that Sylvana lost a lot of money because of the resurrection, and whoever lost the funds of a small warship in one go would be troubled. These creeps felt that it was also very possible to send henchmen.

This official salt certificate does not belong to a small character, not even to "Clementine Water", but to Ms. Sylvana, and everything belongs to hers. You have repeatedly said that this official salt certificate belongs to Sylvana, what is the logical problem?—the guards are right to think about it. Now there are not many official salt caravans, all of them are puppets controlled by a few big people, and it seems right to say that the documents belong to the boss behind the scenes.

Importantly,

It is impossible to see the hidden text from your perspective. Now that you can accurately state the name of the registrant, the whole story of this matter has changed. You may not be a mad aristocrat, but you have been saying every word seriously from the beginning.

Guards can't easily confirm, can't deny on the spot, can't even confront each other - if you say Poltz or Eliabes, they can confirm it right away with a spell transmission. but

Sylvana is different.

Networking is a valuable resource. Viscount Bolts hugged Sylvana's thigh tightly, and it was impossible to easily make a character like the escort leader contact Sylvana. There were no more than three of Bolts' men who could directly contact Ms. Sylvana.

But the guards are not stupid,

They have other ways to be sure.

"Go, hurry up and inquire if Miss Sylvana has sent a henchman to Wuxiang Bay recently. "Yes!" the escort leader dragged you with a smile on his face, talking about the weather, in fact, his subordinates were asking around like crazy.

soon

One of the guards ran back and whispered to the leader.

"Damn, really?"

The team leader looked so shocked that his helmet almost fell off. He never expected that Sylvana really sent a henchman, and it was a woman. Although I can't tell what it is called for a while.

...... Wrong

I still feel that something is not quite right.

The leader of the escort takes off his helmet and salutes you respectfully, but he still has doubts in his heart and intends to question you one last time.

"Dear Baron, I am extremely sorry for the faux pas. Forgive me, because you made a joke at the beginning,......" the leader paused, "and you initially said 'the ID is yours,' and that joke...... Uh, can you explain?"

Oh, yes

initially

You don't know that there are secret marks engraved in the corners of the documents, and insiders know at a glance the basic information such as the gender of the registrant, the year of registration, and the size of the caravan.

You can say that "Clementine Water" is a henchman belonging to Lady Sylvana, but you can't say that you are too, because the guards have just confirmed that only one henchman has come, and it is a woman. Now, your lies seem a bit disjointed.

How do you plan to explain the questioning and the lack of time to think about it?

A, you slept with Sylvana, so the documents belong to you too!

B, you slept with Clementine Walter, so the documents belong to you too!

C, sincerely apologized, at first it was just a joke because he was in a bad mood.