Chapter 108: Soaring (I)

The next morning, the guests finally arrived

The hereditary knight even brought a butler to greet him personally, and the carriage that came in still had bells, and the gate opened, and the carriage drove in, obviously, the carriage was elegantly decorated, but it was not an insider, and it was not easy to see the luxury.

"Sir Borrows, it's a great honour to be here!" Jazz said enthusiastically, even a little too much.

On the carriage, an old man, with gray hair and a thin face, was slowly descending the special ladder on the carriage, and Sir himself went to help him.

Fang Xin looked at the old man carefully with an extremely shocked look.

The old man did not have the slightest strength, whether it was magic or fighting spirit, but in Fang Xin's eyes, it was changed to the angle of merit, and his purple qi was connected to the four directions, so condensed, indicating that he had a profound impact on society.

Fang Xin also used to read Borrows. The basic information of Anshuvi, this knight is the illegitimate son of a baron, grew up in a small town, but by now, he is already a well-known scholar, and has been canonized by Fosso XV, although he is only a lifelong nobleman, and other wealth is unknown, but in this city, there are only two valuable properties - one is a residence gifted by the earl, and the other is a small manor outside the city.

It can be said that judging from the information alone, whether it is a title or wealth, it is average, only that he is a great philosopher, musician, and painter, but only when he sees it in person, can he feel the great power of this old man.

At first, Fang Xin thought that this was a traverser, but the power of his comprehension undoubtedly told him that this was a genuine native.

"Archbishop Coulson, who is deeply disturbed by your physical condition, has asked me to come and make sure that you are still healthy, and I feel much more relieved to see how you are doing." Jazz said happily.

"Thanks to Archbishop Coulson's concern, everything I have done in this world has been done, and I don't have many regrets." Boros said slowly in a deep voice: "However, before I die, I will still see the destined future." ”

The old man's body was still quite healthy, and the group entered the house, at this time, the sun shone into the house, and Fang Xin also stood respectfully, this old man's "strength" was not as good as him in quality, but in this world, it was far more than Fang Xin ten million times.

After a while, the butler pushed a small cart with a set of silver tea sets on it, and there were not many snacks, but they were very beautiful.

At this time, it is the time of morning tea, which is one of the most important components of the upper class social circle, and the strange thing is that although there is no so-called oriental in this world, tea is still produced, and the tea produced is still made into tea bricks.

Due to local production, it is certainly not as expensive as real European tea bricks, but it is still a high-class product.

But when it came to drinking, Fang Xin thought it was barbaric and rude - there was boiling water on the cart, and the housekeeper carefully cut off a small piece of tea, put it in the exquisite teapot, and poured the boiling water into it.

On the cart, there were milk jugs and sugar jugs, and the butler waited a little while in a very skillful and elegant manner, and then put a certain proportion of milk and sugar into the teapot, stirred, and indeed the room was full of aroma, and then poured it in front of the two knights—and the sir was seen smiling and taking a small sip, and after tasting it, he was obviously very satisfied with the milk tea.

The Boros scholar also drank like this, and his expression was quite satisfied, only Fang Xin's eyelids were about to cramp when he saw it - strictly speaking, this method, the taste is quite good, the taste of tea and milk neutralize each other, but this has fundamentally lost the mood and meaning represented by drinking tea in the East.

Thinking of this, Fang Xin suddenly thought that his island actually lacked cash crops, and the profiteering industries of this era were first of all tobacco, sugar, coffee, tea, and spices, although these were not as rich as they were at the beginning of the voyage, they were still hugely profitable industries.

An island with quite fertile land can be planned for planting, Fang Xin thought silently.

After the tea, Sir said, "Sir Borrow, allow me to show you around my new home, you are also a master builder, and you should be able to give me some advice." ”

The old man agreed, and then he looked around on the second floor—the corridors and rooms were filled with works by all kinds of painters in order to welcome his arrival—which Fang Xin basically did not know.

Two-thirds are landscapes, with fields with verdant trees and mooing cows.

Some are depicting rain scenes, and the sky is hazy in the rain.

Some of them are courtyard photos, and the flowers and trees painted are really realistic.

Of course, there are also figure paintings, there are paintings of knights in armor, they fight each other, and every expression and fighting action is clearly visible.

The old man En'en saw it, and generally did not speak, but commented casually, but it was immediately recorded, and in his current status as Sir Borrows, every word he said could determine the evaluation and fate of the later painter.

Finally, the old man stopped in front of a portrait of a goddess in the style of mythology, with the blue sea and sky in the background, a goddess, dressed in a beautiful classical dress, who stepped on the waves and gazed at the earth.

The light in the room was not dim or bright, and the old man stared at the painting intently, and was silent for a moment.

"Sir, your collection is very good!" The old man said in a very calm voice, "But let's go back to the lounge!" ”

"Yes, you should rest more." Sir waved his hand.

Fang Xin immediately understood that he should leave, so he bowed and stepped back.

"Dear Master Borrow, we are really lucky to have met you, we all know that you have insight into secrets, so may I ask, is Hamblin real, a descendant of our race?"

Only some people know that Boros has no power, no magic at all, and no skill with a sword in battle, but he has the power of a prophet - insight into the nature of things.

It is precisely because of this power that he can achieve outstanding results in any industry of his choice - the only weakness is that he can only see through it, but not gain strength himself.

Of course, this weakness is also necessary, and if it is not there, it is close to the power of God.

It is precisely because of this that the old man's words were taken seriously by most of the people who knew the inside story, and sure enough, the old man replied: "He has the power of water and wind, which is very obvious, but there are still some things that make me a little confused, and I can't see it clearly for a while." ”

"The power of water and wind? Could it be a descendant of the goddess Tabs, or a descendant of the god Feynby? And what about his fate? Jazz muttered to himself.

"I feel that he is a man who is favored by the god of fate, and who values both fame and wealth, and if you can invest in him, you will reap considerable benefits."

This answer obviously exceeded Sizz's expectations, and of course he knew that if the old man in front of him said this, he would definitely achieve considerable success in the future.

"Oh, I see, Your Excellency, thank you very much for your advice, I see, but this is only a small matter, I invite you to come, mainly for that matter!" Sir thought for a moment, and with a plan in mind, he turned the conversation to the main topic.

The old man smiled and said, "Sir, I already understand your doubts. ”

He touched a badge on his chest, and suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and it was clear that there was a confidential conversation below.

Fang Xin below retracted his senses, and now he can also forcibly eavesdrop, but it is easy to be detected, so forget it, he patrols outside the stairs, loyal to his duty.

This waiting time was not long, about another twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes later, the old man came down and got into the carriage, and immediately his servants came to wait, Fang Xin, with the most sincere smile, bowed respectfully, and stretched out his hand to help the old man into the carriage.

When the old man got into the car and left the car, he heard Sir say, "Hamblin, come up for a moment." ”

"Yes, Sir." Fang Xin connected the three steps to the porch.

Walking in, he noticed that Jazz had a serious expression and a smile, and he said, "Sit down!" ”

Fang Xin said respectfully: "Sir, as your captain, it is more appropriate for me to stand and speak. ”

"Oh, it's really necessary for an average captain, but it's unnecessary for a relative."

"Relatives?" Fang Xin showed a puzzled expression.

"Yes, I have investigated your grandfather, who migrated from Orteburg, but is a member of the Fix family, the mermaid family."

Seeing Fang Xin's expression, Sir smiled and said, "Therefore, according to the generation, we have a very close relationship and have a common great-ancestor, and you should call me uncle." ”

"Uncle?" Fang Xin showed a happy and somewhat suspicious expression, which was in line with Sir's intentions, in fact, for the talented descendants of the Water Clan, no matter how far away the bloodline is, as long as there is basic loyalty, they will be absorbed into the family, but the test may be longer, and it may be through marrying a daughter, and the old man's conclusion is actually a catalyst, which makes him pay more attention to it.

"Yes, uncle, I found out after investigating, you are also a member of our family, therefore, let me hug you, oh, our family is not large, we need to be more close, you will be Hamblin. Fix it! Sir said in an enthusiastic tone, hugged him, and said, "Son, I am glad to find you, you will no longer be a mercenary captain, but a member of our family, a glorious knight!" ”