Although the contract of the waterworks was torn by the face dancer girl, since the boy had shown it publicly before, no one doubted his ownership of the waterworks. As a result, Muhadi had the financial resources to pay Selim for his training and to buy new dresses and robes.

Last night, the boy was so talkative that he even used psionic suggesting skills to get Old Man Karim to reluctantly agree to wait until the boy had finished his party with Ekis.

So Muhadi was now present in the garden of water in the emir of Aikis, and the newly purchased robes were close and luxurious, and the corners and edges of the robes were woven with silver thread so that they would not be stained by holding them on the ground.

Eggis's garden was filled with a large number of guests, most of them humans, but there were also a few elves, half-elves, or dwarves who walked throughout. Some of these guests came from merchant families who traveled to and from Tyre, while others came from the old aristocracy, because they stood in line in time to avoid being sacked and liquidated.

For these people, Muhadi is still a new face. Therefore, many people are casually looking for a conversation to see what kind of position the new officer holds. Some people try to build a mutually beneficial friendship, while others keep their distance just right. A group of veiled girls stood not far from the teenager and chatted, occasionally secretly looking at Muhadi, and then burst into laughter.

Half of the people here are profit-seeking speculators, and the other half is undoubtedly worse. At first, Muhati tried to use his psionic powers to detect if the smiling creatures were really friendly, but he soon gave up on this practice and just stayed alone in the corner of the garden with mare's milk.

"Do you want wine, sir. A squire with a silver platter and three goblets on it leaned in.

"I don't drink. The boy beat the squire, waiting for Akith to bring someone to join him.

Not far away, in the very center of the garden, Aikis appeared in a brown robe. He smiled and greeted his guests as he walked to a raised platform that was half-protruding from the ground.

There are grooves on all sides of the high platform, from which clear water flows and is left in all corners of the garden.

"My friends, supporters of Tyre, pioneers of the revolution," said Ekis in a sincere tone. ”

"We are living in an era of unpeace, a time of turmoil," he said, "and a time when heroes rise and cowards are spurned." ”

"We, Tyre, led by Lady Shatiri and Master Rikas, have overthrown the tyranny of the Witch King Karak......" Akith continued, and many of the guests present raised their glasses as they spoke of the exploits of the two revolutionaries, "Let's have a toast in the name of the two Lords!"

Akith politely paused slightly, and waited for everyone to be quiet before he continued. "It is true that the revolution has made us the envy of the whole of Atas, but it has also attracted the envy and hatred of the witch kings. As I speak, they are plotting to ride on the gallant Tyres once again!"

The guests pretended to be angry and denounced, and Ekis continued, "To express our support for the revolution and our admiration for Shatiri and Ricas. I would like to invite you to come and participate in this charity auction that I am organizing. Let all friends have a channel to vent their revolutionary enthusiasm. ”

"I have donated 10 rare pieces of jewelry and paintings, and several of my friends have sponsored more than a dozen of my most valuable and exquisite works of art. They will all be auctioned today, and the proceeds of the auction will be donated to the Governing Council free of charge to replenish the military expenses!" Eggis was very good at stirring up the atmosphere of the crowd, and the more he spoke, the more high-pitched he became, and he succeeded in mobilizing the feelings of the guests.

"Now, let me show you the first piece of art that will be auctioned today......" With a wave of his hand, several maids brought up a large tapestry one man high, and a dwarven old man with gray eyebrows also ran up, apparently to be an auctioneer.

"You can get closer to the appreciator, and it's also convenient to bid!" said Ekis at the right time, and the nobles who wore the jewels of all colors rushed forward. For a moment, emeralds, rubies, and amethysts formed a wave, which seemed to rush up and flood the high platform where the auction items were displayed.

Muhadi did not move, he had no appreciation for art, and he was too good at assessing the actual value of objects, so the auction did not appeal to him at all.

And Ekis didn't let him wait long, and after a while, the noble psychic man quietly disappeared from the crowd and quietly approached Muhadi again.

Instead of getting straight to the point, the Great Psychic Warlock quipped, "Why are you indifferent to the beauty of art?"

"The Witch King is also safer than an art auction. The young man explained coldly, "In front of the spiritual energy, whether it is the appraiser, the auctioneer, or these guests, which one can not be affected?"

"You're wrong about me," Akith shrugged, "I don't manipulate customers into buying things they don't want to buy, but speaking of appraisers, how much do you think is real here?"

Attas, as on Earth, there must be a shady deal hidden behind the auction, the boy thought and replied. "I can't guess a third of the time, this auction is a tool to cover up the source of your donations. ”

"That's pretty much right," said Akis, grinning, "not a single genuine thing, but a cover-up of our financial dealings." On the surface, it will naturally be handed over to the ruling council, but I didn't say what the commission percentage is. ”

The boy looked like he knew you would be like this, and asked, "What about the missionary you mentioned last time?" ”

Aikis gestured with no urgency, and then seemed to tilt his head and close his eyes to something, and Muhadi knew that he was signaling with psionic energy.

"Forgive my caution, but we are all under the watchful eye of the Guardian Mage, and we have to tread carefully, at least my mansion is still well protected. "Besides, don't lose your temper when you see that person." ”

"Gaffe?" Muhadi smirked, "how can a psychic mancer lose his temper, our bodies are completely subordinate to our hearts. ”

"Don't underestimate that 'thing', it's extraordinary, that's why it's been sent on such an important mission. ”

"What kind of man makes you so impressed," said the young man, bewildered, "isn't he just a god?" ”

"It's not your average god. Akith reached out and took a cup of mare's milk from the hand of his passing attendant, and poured it up, "He's also a psychic mancer, and he's a very eccentric one. ”

"Eccentric is a rare adjective for a psychic mancer. Muhadi said as he thought of his master, Lyra, "Aren't all psychic magicians weird? ”

"Your master used psionic energy to tear his soul into six parts to cultivate the six lines of psionic energy, and the master of our Psychic Warlock Guild did even more ......," Akith introduced, "but they may not be as powerful as this Mr. Theon White Glitter." ”

As he spoke, the strange man in the mouth of the noble councillor came.

What appeared in front of Muhadi was a middle-aged man with an unusually pale face and skin tightly pressed against the bones. He looked in poor health, and his hands were always trembling slightly. His jaw twitched involuntarily, as if he had some obsessive-compulsive disorder. His gaze ......

Muhadi had never seen such a gaze, madness, sanity, strength and weakness at the same time projected from those old eyes, which seemed to be pleading for a moment, threatening for a moment.

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