On this solemn day, we must first remember the contribution of our ancestors to our descendants...

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In the solemn cathedral, Duke Gross, dressed up, was giving a solemn speech, while all the upper echelons of the reef and some outstanding citizens listened quietly.

Alan was among them, and he sat honestly in the crowd, watching Gross speak in the deepest part of the church, and yawned a little boredly.

Speeches on the Day of the Descent are boring because they are programmed and fixed, and must be written according to the rules of the past.

Thank you to the gods, thank the earth, thank the sages from all walks of life, etc., and then you have to point out the big people who have come here, and then you will briefly say some serious things.

Alan has a respectful attitude towards the gods and those sages, but he is tortured by their lengthy names every year, and even if he respects them, he is unlikely to take them seriously.

Of course, this is only limited to unruly guys like him, and ordinary people still value this, and you don't see that the people on the chairs around you are all solemn, listening attentively to the string of names in the fat duke's mouth.

"Maybe there are their ancestors?" Alan guessed, it wasn't impossible, because he had just heard the names of the ancestors of the Chrissy family, and the Samuel family had been mentioned by Gross at the beginning.

"And the founder of Nadec City, Will, Elder Nadec, who was at Blackwater's battle..."

The speech went on, and although it wasn't very cold, Alan didn't leave the halftime without husk.

More than ten years of survival has allowed him to suppress his former instincts, and although he still doesn't like some of the things he doesn't like, he can also pretend to agree.

Of course, this is only a small part, there are some things that Allen can't hide his dislike for no matter how much he hides it, such as the legalization of prostitutes, and even being sought after by poor people, which makes him uncomfortable every time he thinks about it, but after all, this kind of thing is limited by the times, and the general environment is like this, and he can't change anything.

Just as he was thinking about something idle, a paragraph suddenly appeared in his ear-

"Hey, boy, you're Alan Chrissy?"

Alan nodded subconsciously, and then looked in the direction where the voice came from, and found that on his left hand side, a bearded old man in a black robe was squeezing his eyebrows at him.

"I'm Alan Chlich, who are you?" he whispered.

Because the people around him were quietly listening to the speech, he didn't dare to make a loud noise.

The bearded old man didn't answer him right away, but negotiated with the one sitting next to Allen, and then they switched seats—Allen was a little wary of the guy who came up, after all, he had nothing to do.

"What do you want me to do?" asked Ellen again, taking advantage of the loud voice of Gross's speech.

"Yes," the bearded man nodded busily, and then asked in a low voice, "Do you know Kleist?"

"Kleist?" Alan was stunned, then nodded naturally, "Of course, he is a very good businessman. ”

Hearing him say this, the bearded man sneered: "Hey, you kid is not honest, who doesn't know that Kleist is an excellent spy, and the merchant is just a cover for him." ”

Alan was stunned: "Is this already known to everyone?"

"Not really. The bearded man waved his hand and said, "It's just that I know, hehe." ”

He laughed very obscenely, and there was silence all around, just he muttered here, which naturally caused the dissatisfaction of the people around him, even Allen, but it seemed that the old man had a certain reputation in Samuel, and they were dissatisfied, but they did not protest anything, but tried to ignore what was happening here.

"You know him well?" Although it is not clear what the old man came to for, this does not prevent Alan from making it easier for Allen: "Can you tell me where he is now? I don't have his contact information." ”

Alan is telling the truth, the last time he went to Samuel from the reef, Kleist's rich adventure experience and scheming mind were already quite valued by Allen, but at that time, he was dizzy after learning that he was being teased, and he did not ask the merchant to his address when he left, so when he came back this time, there was no way to contact him.

It was impossible for Alan to ask Gross in a big way, although he must have known, but as a spy under Gross, Alan felt that it was not good to ask Gross about this rashly.

"You don't know his address?Oh, I mean, Gross complained to me that you were so unkind that you didn't even know how to meet an old friend when you came to Samuel. ”

The bearded old man babbled, and then he took out a note and a pen out of nowhere, and wrote down a line of words: "Well, this is his residence, you can go to him when you have time; ”

"What's the matter?" Accepting the note, Alan asked, he didn't have any impression of the old man with a gray face and beard in front of him, and he hadn't had any in-depth contact with Samuel except for the Duke's family, so he didn't think anyone would talk to him about anything serious.

The old man didn't immediately say the so-called business, but straightened his collar, and then said, "My name is Uger." As he spoke, he reached out from his cuff and made a secret gesture at Allen.

"Mage?" Alan narrowed.

Thumb and index finger crossed, this gesture represents the identity of the mage, Alan had learned it with Raphael, so he still knew about it, so his vigilant mood unconsciously relaxed a lot.

"Hello, old Mr. Uger. ”

A little respectful and slightly bent over, it can be regarded as meeting the seniors.

Seeing that he was so humble, the bearded man nodded with satisfaction, then shook off that serious look, poked his head sneakily, and whispered, "Little brother, I heard that you are going to buy my house?"

"I do have the idea of buying a house, but..." Alan obviously forgot the house he had seen on Ruhr Street yesterday, and the name of the owner of the house, but that didn't stop the beard from reminding him, so Alan nodded abruptly.

"Yes, I wanted to buy your house, but you weren't home at the time. ”

"Yes, yes, I went to see a play on Silvermoon Street at that time, and I regretted it for a long time. Ugel exaggerated, "Because I missed out on a big deal!"

This seemed to show attention, but Alan looked at him vigilantly, looking at the thief: "Forgive me, I don't think that living in Samuel's house means that I am as stupid as they are!"

The bearded Uger was stunned, and then raised his voice a little too high: "Oh my God, young man, you actually said that Archduke Gross was stupid?"

The sound was a bit loud, and everyone around looked sideways, and Alan was busy turning around as if he hadn't talked to him, pretending to look at the figure of the fat duke in the depths of the church.

Many eyes glanced at him suspiciously, but Alan pretended to be very similar to that, and his reaction speed was also very fast, and he turned his head when the bearded man just spoke, so they were only suspicious, and they were not sure, which also allowed Alan to "escape".

"Sir, I think we can stop this conversation. Looking intently in the direction of Gross, he gritted his teeth and held back the words.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold back. The prank was unsuccessful, and the bearded Uger seemed a little disappointed, but he didn't give up on his "big deal".

"You know, when people get old, their brains don't work very well, I didn't think about it that much just now, I was just surprised.... You don't blame an old man for such a trivial matter, do you?"

“... That's not going to happen" After thinking about it, Alan raised the note in Yang's hand and said, "For the sake of the one you just helped me, we're even." ”

"Yes, yes, it's flat, it's flat. Ugel babbled, "So, isn't it time for us to get down to business?"

"Of course," Alan nodded, "how much are you going to sell?"

Uger rolled his eyes and said a number: "How about a hundred gold coins?"

"Is it gold-plated?" Alan pouted, "Or did I just not explain it to you?"

"No, no, no, that house is not a simple house, it's worth the price!" said Uger in an affirmative tone

"I don't see it. Alan sneered: "If you want to raise the price, you can tell me why it's not simple." ”

"This..."Ugel seemed a little embarrassed, but under Allen's expressionless gaze, he finally couldn't help but say: "Okay, although this is a secret, I think you are still very sincere in buying my house, then I will tell you in advance, anyway, if you buy it, you will know sooner or later." ”

"It's not just a mixture of stone and wood, it's alive!"