After a while, the servant brought pen and paper, and Johnson began to write a letter of recommendation directly on the coffee table. When he was done, the old mage politely asked Moriarty to read it again to make sure that there was nothing to change, and then finally signed his magic signature at the end of the letter. Then, I put the letter of recommendation in a blank envelope, and handed it to the other party without sealing it.

"Thank you." Moriarty took the letter of recommendation, smiled and put it in his sleeve, and then asked the old mage to sit down again.

With this friendship, the relationship between Moriarty and Johnson is naturally a lot warmer. And with this recommendation, it is unknown that the old mage's membership level in the guild may be able to jump directly to another level. Thinking of this, Johnson suddenly made up his mind, took out an old white flannel pouch from his arms, and gently placed it in front of Moriarty.

"Sir, please take a look at this."

"This is..."

Moriarty looked at the cloth bag in front of him, then at the old mage, reached out and took the small bag, and opened it. Among them was a very old single-layer glass lens.

The lens is about the size of an ordinary gold coin, but it is extremely thin, no more than a centimeter. The mirror looks as smooth as water, translucent and delicate, and even no matter how you change the angle, it doesn't seem to produce any reflection. But on the other hand, the periphery of the lens is inlaid with a circle of silver, but it has long been dark and dull, as if it has undergone hundreds of thousands of years of oxidation. At the same time, on the surface of this layer of silver edges, there is a layer of complex and precise magic array lines. And such a fine alchemy array, Moriarty has seen it for the first time so far. It's just a simple mental induction, but it is found that these magic lines do not seem to be able to pass smoothly, causing the entire alchemy circle to be like a labyrinth that has been blocked, making people unable to see the clue.

"I discovered this by chance during an adventure more than a decade ago." As Moriarty scrutinized the magic lens in his hand, Johnson whispered, "But I haven't been able to figure out what it is." And apart from a little magnification of the line of sight, there is nothing special about it. ”

"Zoom in?"

Hearing this, Moriarty was slightly stunned, and then slowly put the lens on his right eye under Johnson's guidance. Immediately, a faint glow flashed at a point on the silver edge of the lens, and the magic lens immediately attached smoothly to the underside of Moriarty's brow bone. Then, Moriarty looked down at his palm, and suddenly felt that the field of vision from his right eye flashed wide, and when he focused on it, he saw a palm print as thick as a tree.

"I see."

Moriarty tried to focus on some of the other objects around him, and what he saw with his right eye was magnified by a hundred and ten times. The mage nodded, closed his right eye, and removed the magic lens back into the pouch.

"This lens is indeed quite suitable for alchemists. So, Master Johnson, are you going to exchange it for me? The other party's intentions were obvious, and meaningless playing dumb riddles or probing each other would only complicate matters, Moriarty immediately asked bluntly.

"Yes, Sir." Seeing that Moriarty was so frank, the old mage did not beat around the bush: "For an ordinary mage like me, the role of magic lenses is only average. So..."

"Then why didn't you trade it out before?" It's just a business talk, and Moriarty also began to ask technical questions.

"This... Other mages were not very interested in this. Johnson smiled slightly awkwardly.

The other party's question is straight to the point. As the old mage himself said in the previous sentence, ordinary mages generally do not need to use the magic effect of "magnifying the vision", so naturally they will not offer a price that is satisfactory to Johnson in exchange for this seemingly rather frivolous magic lens. …,

"Yes. So, what is the price you hope for? "For mages who know each other's roots, it is enough to reduce the price, but too much is not beautiful," Moriarty then asked.

"Look, five thousand gold coins, is that okay?" After another hesitation, Johnson gritted his teeth and quoted a price.

"Five thousand Erathia gold coins..."

Moriarty's expression was not happy, and he didn't even cast his eyes on the lenses on the coffee table, but stood up and paced slowly through the hall, as if considering the gains and losses. Correspondingly, the old mage also looked at each other quite nervously. In his opinion, the transaction worth five thousand gold coins did need to be carefully considered, because the total salary he would receive for a year of service to Viscount McRiren probably did not reach this figure.

"Yes." Finally, after a somewhat oppressive silence, Moriarty turned to Johnson and said in a deep voice.

"Great." The old mage jumped up for joy, laughed, and then quickly calmed down with some embarrassment.

Next, Moriarty took out the payment from the space pocket and handed it to the other party on the spot. And after the goods were lost, Johnson, feeling that he was lucky today, said goodbye to Moriarty and left the Little Fantine Room.

Seeing the old mage leave, and the door of the hall automatically closed, Moriarty laughed. Five thousand Erathia gold coins seemed to him to be a good price. This amount of money can't even buy a "loyal partner" in Aquamarine City, let alone the strange magic lens on the coffee table. Of course, it's not that Johnson is illiterate, it's just that the Mage in Erathia is really "hard" and lacks the knowledge of an alchemist, so he will be cheaper than Moriarty.

Returning to his position and sitting down, Moriarty picked up the magic lenses, placed them in the palm of his hand, and gently closed his palms. An invisible light flashed, and the lens appeared in the Soul Crystal Book.

Magical Items: Serena's Secret Eyes;

Maker: Lily. Serena;

Grade: Treasure;

Quality: Damaged;

Content (function): Zooming in and out of the field of view is only the appearance of this "secret eye", but its real secret has been deeply hidden by the maker. Unless it can be restored, that secret will sink forever.

Notes: It is a favorite object of the Alchemist, but it may also be the favorite object of other professions.

"Treasure!?"

For a moment, Moriarty was a little surprised and couldn't believe it. Originally, he just guessed that what he had obtained was a broken mid-level or even high-level magic prop, but he didn't expect that the magic lens had actually reached the level of a treasure.

The so-called treasures refer to the props and equipment created by some of the greatest heroes of various races during the most prosperous period of the magical civilization in the Antagriqi Continent before the Ice Apocalypse. At that time, making magical equipment was not just the preserve of alchemists. As long as the level of the professional surpasses that of the Templar or the Grand Arcanist, and reaches the rank of the legendary "hero", he or she can rely on his knowledge and understanding of the four major realms of time, space, energy, and law to create some treasures from the void that surpass the high-level magic equipment. These magical and powerful treasures are often named after the surnames of their makers.

Just like the "Secret Eye of Serena", which has just been attributed to Moriarty, it is made by a Bracada hero more than 500 years ago. Serena". As for how this "secret eye" ended up in the Kingdom of Erathia after the Ice Apocalypse, it is not known.

Summoning the "secret eye" from the crystal book and placing it in the palm of his hand, Moriarty didn't know whether to be excited or sigh. However, at least for him at this stage, no matter how good the "secret eye" is, it can only be used as a good magnifying glass for the time being, helping him to be more comfortable in making alchemy props and depicting alchemy circles. And to uncover the real secret behind it, I'm afraid it will only be possible after Moriarty's alchemy level has risen several steps. After all, it was a treasure created by a hero. …,

After sitting for a moment in the little fangding, readjusting his feelings, Moriarty got up and returned to the villa. As for the "Secret Eye", it is stored in the crystal book, and only there is the safest.

That night, the Ivy Manor feast and the subsequent dance lasted almost all night, until the morning dawned when the bustling night of drinking and music finally fell silent. In the early morning sunshine, the aristocrats of Kent, in various moods, laughed and said goodbye to the barons and baronesses, and left Ensberg, who had been replaced by the "prince".

In the days that followed, the old butler Hugo followed the baron's instructions and handed over to Moriarty a promissory note worth 50,000 gold coins of Erathia. Later, a medium-sized manor house to the southwest, on the edge of the Ensberg territory, was handed over. Interestingly, a little further south of this manor is the sphere of influence of the Luo Yanta family.

For such an arrangement, whether it was the baron's intention or the baroness's instructions behind the scenes, Moriarty just smiled and accepted it peacefully.

Is it to drive yourself away? Or do you want to use this manor as the first barrier for Ensberg to deal with the Royan Tower? Or do you want to do something with the help of Rodenta? None of this is a big deal. Because the roots of Moriarty are not this small estate.

Instead of changing the personnel arrangements in the manor, Moriarty just asked the old butler to continue to take care of him as before, and pay him a reasonable amount of money every year.

In this regard, Hugo also happily agreed

Thanks to the book friends of "No Extreme Heavenly Monarch", "Lobster", "Pulse of the True Evil Wind" and "KillingSpree" for their tips.

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