Chinese In the steam train that rumbles on the railroad tracks and rushes forward, there is a small box, and the people in it are each sitting intently about their own business.

The handsome young man by the window was flipping through the latest newspaper, and across from him sat an equally young woman, very beautiful, but with a strange expression, and the skin on her face seemed to be stiff, like smooth porcelain.

The woman wears a pure black spun dress with a hat on her knees, which is the most popular style among the noblewomen of high society in recent times.

She was looking at her fingers carefully, and they were beautiful, but what was even more beautiful was the butterfly that rested on her fingers, a butterfly that seemed to be carved out of red jade.

A little farther away from the two, a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, holding a thick book in his hand, napping from time to time, he seemed to be extremely tired, but his expression was always a little worried and fearful.

The young man by the window suddenly chuckled with a newspaper, as if he had seen some interesting news.

The young man's laughter broke the fragile calm in the carriage, the woman raised her head, the ruby butterfly in her hand startled, and flew around in the carriage, and the napping teenager also came back to his senses in an instant, wiped the water marks on the side of his mouth, and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

The young man looked at them and said softly, "I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

"You really can't blame me for this" The young man showed a helpless expression on his face, and people couldn't afford to feel any dissatisfaction: "The royal newspaper editor is so talented, this month I have seen them use no less than twenty ways to explain the riots caused by the totemist" Obviously, because the identity gap is too big, the young man's two companions do not feel his pleasure, but just look at him with respectful or frightened eyes.

The young man shook his head helplessly, and lost interest in continuing to read the newspaper, he picked up the black tea on the table in front of him and took a sip, then looked at the young man reading the book and asked, "Hey, Andy, how are you reading these books?" A trace of panic flashed on the young man's face, and he quickly stood up,

"Hug, sorry Mr. Carlo, I only watched a small part," the boy was ashamed of his stupidity.

The young man seemed to have anticipated the condition of the teenager, and it was indeed too reluctant for an apprentice in a bakery to teach himself the vast and complicated theoretical knowledge of the totem master in a short period of time.

The young man nodded slightly, and then let the young man walk to his side, gently stroked the top of the young man's head with his palm, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, I have a more suitable way for you, but the process may be a little painful, Andy, you can bear it, right?" The young man's face turned pale, but he still nodded tremblingly.

The young man nodded with satisfaction, and the hand placed on the top of the young man's head was also tightly clasped, and his five fingers sank deep into the young man's scalp, and the black gas was filled, and the young man let out a painful scream, and his face was instantly distorted, and Carlo casually threw Andiel, who was dripping with nosebleeds and fell into a coma, to the ground, just now he directly instilled the basic knowledge of the totem master into Andiel's memory, and of course, he also left something in Andiel's mind to prepare for future plans.

After doing all this, Carlo turned to Camilla, who had an indifferent expression, and asked with a smile, "Camilla, do you have any better suggestions for the techniques I studied in the first two years?" Carlo is like a teacher who checks the students' homework one by one.

Camilla hesitated for a moment and said, "I haven't tried it yet."

"Is that so" Carlo looked a little regretful,

"That can only wait"

"Bang bang bang", there was a knock on the door outside the carriage, and then a tall and handsome conductor walked in.

"Sir, is there anything going on here? I just seem to have heard a scream" Seeing the conductor, Carlo's face showed a look of surprise, he glanced at Camilla, and couldn't help but smile brightly: "Camilla, it seems that you can give it a try now" The beautiful ruby butterfly began to flutter Istan City is located at the junction of the coasts of the Srkkosen Empire and the Kovist Empire, and is a thriving port trading city with convenient transportation and a large population.

Istanbul City is also a place where totem masters gather, and more than a third of the people in the city are totem masters, because the headquarters of the Totem Master Guild and a branch of the Holy Light Melody are located here.

Moreover, the memories of the Emerald Parrot tell Carlo that in the future, the Cult of the Dark Lord's horror plan will also carry out their first steps here.

However, these are not the main reasons why Carlo chose to come, he came here because it was here that Montoya was ordered to go to Fort Minter to loot the royal treasure.

After the incident at Fort Minter, Montoya disappeared, and as a Type 3 Totemist, Fire Emblem should have sent someone down to investigate his life and death.

Carlo got off the steam train, Camilla took his hand and walked beside him, while Andiel carried his luggage in the back.

The combination of the three is like a young aristocratic couple traveling with their servants. The first thing is to find a place to live, the housing prices in Istanbul City are ridiculously high, and there are no vacant houses for sale in the city, Carlo can only buy a house on the outskirts of the city, although the price is still expensive, but the environment is not bad, the house has a courtyard.

On a sunny morning, the dappled gravel road was sprinkled with golden glow, and Carlo dressed like a gentleman in a simple but delicate black robe.

Walking out of the courtyard gate, Andil had already prepared the carriage for him, and they drove in the direction of the city. Carlo followed his memory to a tavern with intricate patterns carved on the door, and when he walked in, he found that there was no tavern, and there was a second floor.

There weren't many people in the tavern, and a two-bearded harpist was singing, with a laid-back and calm feel.

Carlo glanced at him casually, raised his feet and walked to the second floor, where two indifferent people were guarding the staircase, and when he saw Carlo, he turned sideways slightly and stopped him.

"Hey guys, relax" Carlo jokingly said, "I'm my own person"

"I know," one of them said coldly, then pointed to Andil behind Carlo, "but he can't go up"

"All right," Carlo told Andil to wait on the first floor, and finally went up to the second floor. Although there were more people on the second floor than on the first floor, the atmosphere was more laid-back, and everyone sat together in twos and threes, chatting casually with wine glasses in hand.

In the center of the second floor, there is a large bar, in addition to the bar full of wine, there is also a large board with words written on the board, the first line is: "Mission: Collect twenty silver wheel grass." Location: Twenty miles east of the city. Reward: 1,000 gold coins per plant. Currently completed 13/20" Carlo showed a smile on his face, this is the so-called Totemist Guild, the hall that hires totem masters.

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