Of course, Oran would not be interested in aristocratic etiquette or anything, and this time it was already his biggest bottom line to let him wear such clothes that made his whole body uncomfortable. If it weren't for the fear of causing more unnecessary killings, there would be no need for him to wronged himself like this.

"Oran, now we have one last thing we have to do. 'Cross-dressing' alone can't avoid people's eyes, and don't forget that you're now Pagain's wanted criminal. Especially your striking silver hair, I'm afraid there is no one in the town who doesn't know that there is a 'silver-haired villain' who is causing trouble. Yulia snapped.

As soon as he saw this situation, Orlan knew that Yulia must have come up with some kind of ghost idea, but I hope it doesn't have anything to do with the potions she made, he rarely hesitates like this, but still asks, "So do you have any good ideas?" ”

"Hee-hee, of course it's Orlan your favorite thing, drink it. Don't refuse, this is the 'magic potion' that I made after a long night's work. ”

"What the hell is a 'magic potion'? Is this word new to you? Lillian said with a frown.

"Of course, you can cast a magic spell to make your hair the color you want. How's that, isn't it cool! Lillian, how about you try it too? Julia enthusiastically recommended it to Lilian.

But Lillian looked at the bottle in her hand that was as sticky as the bright green juice of a big slug. "I still don't need to, after all, I wasn't mentioned on the wanted list."

"Do you have to drink it? I think I'd better go straight to this dinner with my sword, and I promise not to hurt the innocent as much as possible, and try not to make too much noise. "It's not often that Oran looks so embarrassed.

"Hahaha, Oran, are you kidding? It's the first time I've seen you 'joking' so seriously. Julia's eyes narrowed, and Orlan was a little apprehensive. In the end, he swallowed the rest of the words, and to be honest, Orlan wasn't joking, so now it can only be a joke.

"I'm finally asking a question, is this green stuff going to turn green if I drink it?" Oran worries that if he turns green, it won't just be noticeable.

"This question is worth considering, but it shouldn't be." Julia looked around at the area, and there was no conspicuous "green".

Orlan looked up and drank the entire bottle of potion. Surprisingly, this potion, which looks similar to arthropod slurry, tastes good, and is cool with a hint of sweetness.

"Can I ask about the recipe for this thing?" Lillian was curious, she didn't seem to be drinking hard when she looked at Oran.

"Well, how to put it. My potion can be made from the scales of many color-changing lizards, just like the first person who was poisoned by a color-changing lizard, the color of the surface of the skin changes with a person's mood swings. It's just that I've modified it to get rid of the toxicity and keep the effect, and then combine it with something else, like a troll's mane...... The medium through which this change is transferred to the hair and then triggers the effect is the stimulation of the user's senses. ”

"Stimulation of the senses?"

"Yes, it's not just what the eyes see, it can also be hearing, smelling or even touch. But the main thing is what these sensory stimuli can associate with him. Yulia patiently explained.

Before the two of them could finish speaking, they saw that Oran's silver hair had begun to change, starting from the roots to the ends of the hair, magically as if by magic, gradually becoming black and shiny.

"Orlan, tell me what you just thought?" Lillian asked, curious. Because according to common sense, shouldn't the most eye-catching thing in Oran now be "gold" or "red"?

"Well, I thought of the Goosen Troll, and since Yulia mentioned the troll's mane earlier, I couldn't help but think of a troll leader I had killed before with a black mane growing from head to back. His mane is as dense as a steel needle barbed on the surface of his skin......" Oran explained in detail.

"Hey, Oran, why are you thinking about such a disgusting thing, the two big living people in front of you don't want to think about that kind of thing that gives you goosebumps." Yulia rubbed her arms and shook her head.

……

It takes an afternoon to get from Ottingennan to Pagain Castle, but the means of transportation for the nobles is usually a horse-drawn carriage. Of course, the carriage could not run as fast as a single horse, and even if some alchemy was used to alleviate the bumps on the body, the noble ladies and ladies could not stand it.

Oran, Lilian, and Yulia worked from late night to dawn when they were finally ready to go to the dinner party, which was a dinner party, but there was no rule that they could only go in the evening. On the contrary, the vast majority of the invited nobles may leave early, depending on the distance traveled.

Baron Pagain, of course, was not stingy as the invitee to the dinner, saying that it was a "dinner" rather than a "feast" that could last for several days, but that the "dinner" was the main event. Therefore, the length of this feast depends on the host's own will.

The carriage that Julia had rented from Rayrell also arrived soon, and she also "gifted" a groom. Of course, the grooms don't have to worry about them, after all, Rael's "grooms" are not simple at all, and there will be people to take care of them when they get there.

The carriage is of moderate size, two horses in a carriage, two rows of soft leather seat cushions facing each other, and the doors and shutters of the carriage on both sides. The overall specifications of this carriage are also in line with the current "status" of Orlan, which belongs to the ranks of "squires" who are one level lower than the nobles who hold titles.

"The name of the person we invited to the invitation is Linat Aygar, and I heard that he is from Chasai Musz Village on the northern border, do you know how far away it is? Even the best fast horses won't be able to make it here for a week. I really can't figure out why Baron Pagain invited this person? No wonder Rayrell gave this to you. Julia said to Oran.

"Chasai Mousse Village, isn't that the production area of black tea, almost half of the black tea enjoyed by the nobles of the northern realm comes from there. It is the only place in the north that is suitable for growing black tea. So this Liner he invited was going to talk to him about the black tea business? It's a pity that Rayrett didn't reveal more information. Lillian offered her opinion.

Then she threw a question at Yulia: "Yes, Yulia, I have a little doubt, didn't you, as an alchemist, get the baron's invitation?"