At 9 a.m. the next day, Mr. Lincoln personally drove to the residence of King Reem III.

Compared to yesterday, Reem III was dressed more solemnly today, and after the ceremony, he said: "The guest is in the flower hall in the backyard, please come with me." As for Mr. Lincoln, please rest in the living room for a while. ”

As soon as he stepped into the flower hall in the backyard, Duchamp felt the unusual atmosphere. Although there were only two women and a little boy in the flower hall, there seemed to be someone hidden in the shadows.

"Styrius, this is our guest." Reem III pointed to the child.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed child raised his head and looked curiously at the stranger who walked in: "Are you a magician?" But why don't you have a staff? ”

Duchamp stared at the child's hair for a long time, and suddenly laughed. He raised a hand and said, "The magician's staff says there is, one, two, three, look at my hand, and voila, isn't it!" ”

In Duchamp's other hand, there was an extra small staff. The little boy ran over and stretched out his hand to grab it, and when he realized that it was true, his eyes widened in surprise: "This, is this conjured with magic?" ”

Duchamp was amused and laughed, and said: "It's not magic, I have a gadget that can keep the staff hidden, take it with me, and take the staff out when I need it, how about it, it's very convenient." ”

As he spoke, he naturally reached out and touched the child's head.

Rattle! Brother makes a lot of money! Duchamp thought triumphantly.

The expressions of the two women next to her changed at the same time.

The child didn't notice this detail and continued to ask, "Then where did you hide it?" ”

Duchamp casually stretched out the Ring of the Breeze in his left hand and said, "Look, it's hidden in this ring." ”

Everyone in the flower hall craned their necks to see what the rings that could store things looked like. The little boy was even more excited and asked, "Can I have a ring like this?" ”

Duchamp continued: "In order to obtain the storage space of this ring, it is necessary to obtain the approval of the wind elves, and every time you put something in and take it out, it takes a certain amount of energy. You're still too young, and when you're an adult, you can try to convince the wind elves. ”

The child said excitedly, "However, I am already eight years old, and I am not too young. As he spoke, he tried to make himself taller.

Duchamp nodded and said, "Then I'll take a look now to see if you have the potential to gain recognition with the wind elves." ”

As he spoke, he waved his staff, as if he had released some kind of magic.

Several people who were strong enough in the flower hall all felt a snooping force enveloping this flower hall.

This is the power of the detection system to be fully activated, and it is easy for those with five senses to be able to see through it, but it is also possible to obtain more detailed intelligence information.

Duchamp not only read the information of the little boy in front of him in detail, but also detected the other people in the flower hall. In the secret of the flower hall, there are two powerful people in ambush, perhaps to protect this special child.

The royal family of the Erebonian Empire had twin children who were well known among the nobility, but no one had ever seen them in a formal setting.

But the dress of the two women present, the attitude of Reem III towards them, and especially the blonde hair of the little one, which was exactly the same as Olivier's, revealed his identity. The little guy in front of him is the future Emperor of the Erebonian Empire.

After Duchamp obtained the information of the little prince, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and his brows furrowed slightly.

In the Semeria Continent, every person, even every demonic beast, has a Qiyao attribute hidden in their bodies, but this attribute is not easy to materialize. Even detection systems fail to digitize this attribute, and can only be evaluated based on perceived strength. And people's guiding affinity is directly related to these attributes.

Under normal circumstances, everyone's Qiyao attributes are strong and weak. Duchamp's own Qiyao attribute is very balanced, which is actually rare in the crowd.

The little guy in front of him, among the Qiyao attributes, has two attributes that are particularly high, illusion and fire, and the other attributes are indeed very low compared to them, even so low that they are almost negligible, this situation is even stranger than Duchamp's own talent.

Although he was old, his eyes were very sharp, and he couldn't help but be secretly worried when he saw Duchamp's frozen smile and furrowed brow.

"Magician, what do you see, do I have the potential to sign a contract with the wind elves?" The little boy asked after not receiving an answer for a long time, pulling on the sleeve of Laduchamp's coat.

"You don't have the potential to sign a contract with the Wind Elf, but there will be a very powerful Fire Spirit to sign with you, maybe it will give you much more than a small ring."

As soon as Du Shang finished speaking, he saw that the face of the woman behind him changed.

"So, will the fire elves give me a storage ring?"

The little one still has a crush on the storage ring.

Duchamp laughed, stretched out his paw again, and touched the little one's head once.

"The Fire Elves won't give you storage rings, but there's another Phantom Elf that can grant you that wish."

"So I can get the approval of the two elves, what do they look like?" The little one asked happily.

Duchamp sniffled, and the fairy tale was endless.

"They are shapes that only the owner can see, and I don't know what the fire elves and phantom elves look like, but this one that my uncle has is only a very small one, smaller than a human finger, and you will have a very big one in the future."

Duchamp stretched out his hands and gestured exaggeratedly.

The little one's questions went on and on, and Duchamp had no choice but to turn his eyes for help to Reem III.

Reem III walked over, bent down and said, "Your Excellency, please show this mage your necklace pendant." ”

The little one happily took the necklace off his neck and handed it to Duchamp.

Duchamp examined the pendant on the necklace and groaned.

This is the finished product of that drawing I saw yesterday. The pendant is large, with four colored gemstones inside, as well as many complex circuits. Obviously, in the process of processing, a more complex inlay process than the design drawings was used in order to complete the adjustment and balance of the circle. For manual work, this is the extreme, if you want to use the scoring system of the guide workbench, the processing technology of this pendant can hit S.

Duchamp suddenly remembered the Yang Pendant made by the Guiding Workbench, those delicate and complex textures, but they were completely engraved on the surface of the crystal, and finally merged with the crystal. At the peak of magical jewelry, perhaps magicians really carved like that. And now, he's not a magician, and he doesn't know how to do it at all. Obviously, Reem III could not do it either.

The Guiding Workbench could only produce the items it had in its database, and if it needed to be innovated, Duchamp would need to do it with his own hands, and his handiwork, which was still hovering between D and C due to lack of exercise, would certainly not be able to complete the new intricate design of Rayam III.

Duchamp was confused, looking around haphazardly to relax his spirit.

He glanced at the two women behind him, one of whom had a deep look of disappointment on his face, and one hand slammed into a handkerchief, leaning against the other female companion in a look of overnervousness.

He suddenly realized that the little prince's body was definitely not as healthy and energetic as it seemed on the surface, otherwise the royal family would not have to spend so much time.