In March, it was more than half a month before the last snow of late winter.

Victor stood in front of the mirror, arranging his outfit, a simple and decent black gentleman's suit, and the white bow tie at the neckline adjusted to the best position.

"Lisa, what time is it today?"

Looking at myself in the mirror, compared with three months ago, the depressed temperament on my face has long been gone, and my emaciated cheeks have gradually become rich under the dual effect of improved food and good mood during this time, but my face is slightly pale, not sick, but because of the consequences of not being exposed to sunlight for a long time.

Wearing the glasses that have been prepared for a long time, the scholar's temperament is undoubtedly revealed.

"Mentor, today is March 12th. ”

Standing next to her was a young girl, holding a coat and a diary with her itinerary.

"March 12...... It's been more than two months, and there are still four months left before the half-year agreement...... It's still the same today, right?"

After two months, Victor still remembers what happened that day.

He accepted Donald's help to pull the Academy and himself back from the brink of death, but he reluctantly accepted his terms.

The half-year agreement is like a whip constantly whipped behind his back.

There is something to give, this is something he has known for a long time.

"Mentor, please sit down. ”

Dressing up was just a pre-preparation, and the girl quickly took out a lot of things from the drawer next to the mirror, including fake sideburns, beard, etc., which she had bought at a high price.

Before going out, he had to do almost half an hour of makeup.

He still has a place on the wanted list of the Reynas government, and it remains high, and it has not changed for a month.

Relying only on the box of treasure left by Donald, he bought off a considerable number of people to turn a blind eye to his activities, and at the same time, with the help of the "sudden" appearance of the stele and the translation left by Donald, he quickly got into contact with the literary sect.

According to Donald's plan, the stele was "accidentally" discovered, which unsurprisingly attracted the attention of the news agency in the city of Rainus, and both the people of that world would have a strong curiosity about this sudden and special phenomenon.

The fermentation of public opinion soon attracted the attention of the literary sect that had been chasing this kind of item, and when they sent someone to check it and confirm that it was a fake slate, it immediately made the heat of public opinion go to a higher level.

His appearance was just right.

As a scholar, he provided the literary sect with a few words from the translation that Donald had left behind, which made it easy for him to enter the circle of the other party.

Rather than telling them that you are rich and powerful, you should actually come up with an article or something else that can prove your literary literacy, as long as they think that you are a person with real talent and learning, they will naturally invite you.

After accepting an invitation and being warmly welcomed by the attendees, Victor immediately understood the value of the translation that Donald had given him.

So upon his return, Victor immediately threw himself into the study of the Lost Slate in a state of hunger.

It has to be said that as a top scientist, no one can question Victor's ability to learn, but in just a few weeks, he has gone from a person who knows nothing and can only "pretend" to a person who can talk to those scholars.

Through this relationship, he continued to consolidate his position in the literary sect, and even planned to join in and take this opportunity to start implementing the plan that Donald had left for the second half of his life.

For the nobles and other high-ranking figures in the city of Renus, in order to elevate their status and show their family roots, they are committed to inviting all kinds of scholars to their drinking parties, even if only for a while, so that they can reveal their identity in high society.

This is the same as the commonly used "talk and laugh with Confucianism, and there is no vain exchange" here.

Regardless of whether this person himself is educated or not, it is not easy for him to have the support of high-level intellectuals.

And Victor took the opportunity to chat with the characters of those literary sects, and easily obtained information about various big names in Renas City.

"We don't have much time left to get the list done as soon as possible...... By the way, how's the manuscript going?"

The self in the mirror has changed drastically, Victor put the pocket watch in his jacket pocket, the bracelet exposed, got up and took his cane, and asked again.

"We have already written some of the first manuscripts of the ambiguous, in which there is a vague mention of the remarks about the presentation of the sage, and according to your thoughts, the words are obscure and leave room for reverie...... Isn't that a good way to move forward?"

In her mind, if she wants a rumor to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it always needs a lot of publicity.

"No, the more obscure, the better, Lisa, you have to remember, people are the kind of beings who don't cherish things that are easy to get, they don't trust all the contents of the newspaper, but if it is their own deduction or reverie, they will be impressed. ”

Leaving the contemplative student, Victor left with an undisguised solemnity on his face.

What he said was just one of the reasons.

Why just spread some vague information?

On the one hand, the translation of the literary sect has not yet been in place, or it has not yet taken out all his achievements, and throwing out some content at this time will only make people suspicious out of thin air.

On the other hand, Victor is delaying as much time as possible, grasping the progress, and he has only produced less than a third of the content of the translation so far, and some of it is duplicated with the content translated within the literary sect.

He must ensure that the fermentation of things can be delayed as much as possible, after all, the hot spot of a matter has a time limit after all.

Pushing open the door, the March sun was still warm, reflecting on people's faces that should be warm and comfortable, but now he felt depressed because of the "props" on his face.

"One day, I will walk calmly in the sun without any cover-up......"

As he took a step, Victor wondered when that day would come.

Maybe only after the man returns.

So where is he now?

......

Rapagard.

The City of High Ridges, also known as the City of Justice!

The temple of the Righteous Sect is located, the place where the first miracles appeared, and the place of pilgrimage for the followers of the Righteous Sect.

This is a city built on a holy mountain, all the buildings are built on the mountain, with pure white as the main color, square marble bricks everywhere, towering stone pillars and those smooth and beautiful houses can be seen everywhere.

Factories that are common in other areas do not exist here, not only are there no chimneys, but even cars are very rare on the streets, and most of the people who come and go are ordinary horse-drawn carriages or people on foot.

People are also dressed in retro attire, and formal wear can be seen occasionally, but those more trendy outfits are almost non-existent here, but this does not give people a sense of discomfort, but rather thinks that this is a normal phenomenon.

The sky is often blue sky and white clouds

Just by looking at it, I feel good.

Perhaps because of the high location, the sun seems to shine brighter here than elsewhere......

The same is true today.

Because of this, the city is never short of visitors.

It's just that a few special people came today.

At least in the eyes of the manager of the fruit store, he has been selling fruits here for more than ten years, and I don't know how many people come and go.

And today's group of people made a deep impression on him.

There is a handsome young man, in the eyes of the store manager, he is definitely the "boss" of this line, not only because he walks in the center of the line, but everyone walks towards him intentionally or unintentionally, and when he speaks, others will subconsciously be quiet.

He always had a smile on his face, but it always made people feel a sense of distance, and he was standing in front of him with a pure white cat with a pinch of golden retrievers on his head, but it seemed untouchable, and even his face was a little blurred.

There was a very beautiful woman, although he was in his fifties, but at the first sight of her, the manager still had to admit that he was moved, and that feeling was very good, but it made him a little panicked, so that he inexplicably took 1 penny less.

There was a burly man with a beard around his lips, looking at his gentle face, but his gestures were faintly exuding a fierce wild momentum, and the occasional eye contact, the dark golden light under his eyes made his legs tremble subconsciously.

There were also two cute and delicate little girls, one was always drinking lemonade with a blank face, and the other could be regarded as the most normal in the group, but when he handed the apple out of his hand because of the unintentional intimidation of the strong man, the translucent palm that suddenly appeared and flashed completely extinguished his desire to take the opportunity to touch the cute little girl's forehead.

When they left, the store manager came back to his senses, and his back was covered with sweat......

"It's been nearly half a year, and it's finally here!"

Donald, whose temperament was becoming more restrained and calm, raised his chin slightly, bathed his cheeks in the sun, and said softly.

After leaving the ruins of the epidemic, the group hurried away.

This time, there were no more accidents along the way, and Donald did not choose to stop in some places in a hurry.

It took them almost two months to finally reach this destination.

"Do we have to wait for another group to arrive now?"

Because of the exercise and talent effect along the way, Anthony, who was taller than when he left Demingham, stood aside and asked.

"Of course, we're going to the Temple of Justice together...... Stephanie, we need a hotel. ”

Donald hasn't forgotten the content of the mission, Julia's body is only the soul, and the body doesn't know where it has gone.

"Understood. ”

Stephanie, who had changed into a dress, just snapped her fingers, and immediately a passer-by suddenly turned around and took the initiative to greet and introduce where the best hotel in the neighborhood was.