Believing in his own judgment, the slave sale was a temporary savings house for the illegal income of the free society.

Every once in a while, the stolen money is transported to one or more secure vaults.

Based on this judgment, all they need to do is wait for the day when the funds will be transferred.

Keep an eye on the slave market and weeping for profit, and you will definitely be able to find the real treasure trove.

Sorting out his thoughts, Cepes said:

"A preliminary understanding of the workings of free associations means that today is not in vain.

Let's go back first, and when I'm ready tomorrow, we'll come back here." ”

"What preparation?" Millsa couldn't help but ask.

"Make a tool for you to keep track of and track."

Whether or not Mirsa can keep an eye on Ivory is the most important part of the whole plan, and Tsepes intends to do a little work to provide technical support to Mirsa.

"I don't need tools, because I am, and I leave the work of stalking to me to make sure nothing goes wrong."

Mirsa was confident in herself, and at the same time dismissive of the tools that Cepes said.

"Be humble, and when the tools are made, I promise you'll love it."

"Cut, impossible." Mirsa Maka warns of reservations.

"Second cousin, what kind of tool is it?"

Stefan, who was modest and studious, was very interested in the tools that Cepes said.

"Voyeur artifact, which girl do you like, just tell your cousin, and your cousin will take you to voyeur."

Just asked for dividends and was scolded, Tsepesh kept it in mind, so he teased his clever little cousin very informally.

No matter how smart he was, he was only a thirteen-year-old child, and Stefan stopped talking with an embarrassed face.

Without any further stop, the group walked out of the box and left the arena, and neither Avvoli nor the Slavs who led the way appeared.

Passing through the dirty flea street, walking forward for dozens of meters, more than 20 figures, like ghosts, flashed from both sides of the street.

Seeing this scene, Vladys, Stefan, Arthur and Gina all tightened unconsciously.

But the next moment, Cepes's voice reached their ears.

"Don't be afraid, your own people, unprepared, how can I come out and hang out."

These people who suddenly appeared on the street were the elite of the hermitage, and the leader was the red-haired woman.

In order to avoid red hair, which is too conspicuous in the dark night, she specially wears a headscarf.

"Do we need to do it?"

For several hours, the red-haired woman's team had already figured out what Flea Street was.

It is precisely because of this that they emerge from the shadows and ask Cepes for orders.

"No, continue to hide and protect us secretly."

"Yes."

Twenty black shadows appeared suddenly, left strangely, and the street in front of them became empty again.

Vladis, Stefan, Arthur and Gina, blinking is an incredible feeling.

Even Tepes was a little uneasy, but Mirsa looked indifferent.

"Don't be surprised, they are the bodyguards I hired, very powerful and professional."

Tepes came back to his senses and comforted everyone, and the group continued back to the Palace of Curteau.

Inside the palace, the restless Lady Mary was pacing back and forth in the room.

It was already past midnight, but the Tsepes had not returned, how could she not be worried.

Fortunately, the maid hurried to bring good news to Lady Mary.

Just now, Tepesz and the others returned to the Kurthia Palace.

Madame Maria breathed a sigh of relief, and she wanted to talk to Cepes, but at last she turned off the lights and went to bed.

On the other side, Tepes and the others also returned to their rooms, and after a crazy day outside, they were already tired.

In the dormitory, Tsepes sat on the bed, and the waiters and maids who were in charge of daily living waited for orders.

"Go to the opticians in the city, get a few sets of flat lenses, and a whole set of polishing tools, and send them to my office.

These things, I have to see them when I wake up tomorrow morning. ”

Sleepy, Tepes, after giving the order, sent the waiter away.

His order, on the other hand, uses the word 'take' and does not specify whether to pay or not.

The waiter meticulously carried out Tsepes's orders, and in order to ensure that nothing was delayed, he had to go overnight to 'fetch' his things.

Spectacles have been around since the 13th century, originating in the Florentine Republic.

Lens polishing does not require much technology, so after more than two hundred years, glasses have long spread throughout Europe.

In Targoviste, there were three opticians, which served the aristocracy and the burgher class.

At four o'clock in the morning, the door of an optical store was knocked open very rudely.

A group of soldiers came in violently and pushed the shopkeeper in his fifties away very roughly.

Subsequently, the soldiers carried out a sweep of the optical shop, and the frightened shopkeeper did not dare to stop it at all.

All the goods in the store, as well as all kinds of tools, were packed and moved, and those who didn't know would definitely think that the owner of the optical store was moving overnight.

The owner's wife and two sons all got dressed and rushed to the scene when they heard the movement, but they could only watch their shop being emptied.

When the soldiers left with their things, the family of four hugged their heads and cried, and then discussed it and decided to go to the sheriff to report the case after dawn.

In the daylight, in the police station, the owner of the optical store and his family of four complained to the sheriff about the soldiers' robbery.

On the other side, the initiator of the robbery stretched out a big lazy waist and got up from the soft feather bed.

At this time, it was already ten o'clock, and after a hurried breakfast, Cepes went to the office.

As a result, when I opened the door, I saw that the office was full of wooden boxes, and I opened one at random and found that there were made glasses inside.

There are so many things, how much does it cost Lao Tzu! No, we have to teach the waiter a good lesson.

Tsepes complained in his heart, and the movements of his hands did not stop, prying open all the boxes and finding tools to polish the lenses from inside.

Quite a primitive tool, although he has never used it, but with a few simple operations, he knows how to use it.

The unpolished lenses had several large boxes, enough for him to practice.

The sand wheel shook, there was a click, and the first lens shattered into more than a dozen pieces without polishing twice.

The second piece, shattered. The third piece crumbles a little faster. The fourth piece, crushed. The fifth, broken ......

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Tsepeš finally understood what it meant to have a specialization in the arts.

Relying on simple tools, trying to make a telescope is really not as simple as imagined.

After failing many times, Cepes decided to abandon the idea of making it himself, and the owner of the optician, was more suitable for the job.

Pulling the velvet rope, Musad pushed the door in, and he commanded:

"You tell Marino to bring the owner of the optical shop.

Buying so many things from his house, he had to provide technical support, otherwise, he would return my money. ”

The Marino in the words is the waiter in charge of Tsepes's living, his Grand Duke, who not only robs things, but also people.