Fisher, who had come out of St. Nari's University, had walked a long way to the nearest tram stop, and he had just made a phone call in the office to inform Trandle to let him come to his rental house, it was Monday, and the guy would be off work at noon, and it was estimated that the original plan for the afternoon was to go to the Pink House or some other physical entertainment venue.

With him, a regular customer, Fisher can ask directly if there is anything he doesn't know, and it can also reduce the risk, but before that he needs to go home and get something, he doesn't want to go directly or do some clumsy disguise at will, he has a more clever way of concealing.

As mentioned earlier, Fisher's sub-human mother's handbook now records two sub-race women, and he has received a lot from Rafael during his journey to the southern continent, including the dragon language of Femabaha, the dragon court magic book, and the clues of the dragon court ruins, although Renee is not an immortal witch, but she has also received some rewards for studying her.

Renee's research is nowhere near Rafael's, and because of her nasty personality, Fisher can see that beneath her absurd flirtaties lies a strict line of defense. That is, Fisher, otherwise others would not even be able to touch her body, so the progress of research on the witch species has not been fast.

But strange to say, obviously I haven't studied Renee a few times, but the progress bar on it has risen quite a lot, and now it has exceeded fifty percent of the progress, in addition to the strength bonus of the magic circuit, the constitution bonus, Fisher also got two things from the completion manual.

It wasn't long before Fisher got off the tram in downtown St. Nari and made a stop or two before returning to his rental location.

It was just early noon, and Martha had gone out to find a neighbor after lunch, and Fisher randomly found some cold pumpkin porridge in the kitchen to deal with it, and then went upstairs to his room.

He lay on the floor and reached under the bed and pulled out a heavy safe, which sealed what he was looking for.

Twisting out the corresponding code, when the safe was opened, a faint fragrance that was extremely rich escaped, and Fisher frowned and took out the sticky substance from the safe like a puddle of aloe vera gel, which had been exuding a silky brilliance all the time, as if it were alive.

This was the first reward she received from Renee, the Veil of the Usurper, a Relic.

The puddle of thick object that Fisher was holding in his hand now wasn't what it really looked like, so it looked a little ugly. Its real effect is to tamper with your appearance after wearing it, it will completely change your bones and skin texture, far beyond the ordinary level of disguise, but maintaining the appearance requires a certain degree of magical power, which will cause a burden on the body.

There was also a special note on the fact that this thing was given to Fisher when it was given to Fisher after the completion of the manual, which clarified its origin.

[The ever-changing, this is the proof that the immortal is hidden in the world]

Fisher speculated that this might have been an item that the Undead had used in the past, and when he first got it, he had tried to use tracking magic, and the magic lit up, and as a result, it remained vertical, seemingly not pointing in either direction.

There may be two cases, the first is that the owner of the veil lives in a high sky, but according to this direction, it is not possible unless the guy lives on the moon or the sun; The second possibility is that he's dead, so the magic can't be directed anywhere.

Eventually, Fisher began to wonder if it was a relic of the immortal witch, and knew that he couldn't get additional information from it, so he gave up and kept it.

When I went to the Southern Continent before, I didn't carry this thing because as long as I carried it with me, it would absorb magic power, and there was no need to carry a heavy safe on the carriage, and I usually didn't need it.

Now it's time to go to the Pink Pavilion and need a little help.

The moment the transparent colloidal substance in his hand touched Fisher's finger, the magic circuit on Fisher's body brightened, and at the same time that a pure magic power was sucked into its body, its state also solidified from the puddle of "aloe vera gel" into a thin veil similar to silk fabric, and the complex lines on it carried an eternal fragrance, which seemed to confirm that it was once someone's personal object.

It's just that the smell was strange to Fisher, and he had never smelled it before.

He didn't put it on right away, because it worked so well that he was going to put it on when Trandel came, saving him time to explain.

Fisher looked down at the safe, there was also a very quaint parchment scroll inside, which was also a reward for studying the witch, the name of this thing is [Location of the Witch Tower], it is a map, and the clue to the dragon court ruins obtained from Rafael is the same item.

But this map Fisher was completely incomprehensible, and both the words and the drawings on it were very ancient, and definitely not in any of the languages known today. Interestingly, Fisher was able to read the location of the clues of the dragons of the Southern Continent in the Dragon Ting language, but he could not read the map markers of the Witch Tower in the Western Continent.

Fisher had been on the lookout for any language that could correspond to the text written on it, but he found nothing, so he kept it with the Usurper's Veil first.

This time, Fisher went over the above again, and as he was reading, the doorbell rang below, and it was supposed to be Trandel.

He put the map away, walked down with the Usurper Veil, opened the door, and sure enough, there stood the blonde man with a big back. At this time, it was very hot outside, and he was sweating, but he still didn't forget to touch his big back coquettishly, looked at Fisher and said,

"What, what do you want me to do now? I have to go part-time in the afternoon. ”

Fisher glanced at his somewhat frustrated face, it seemed that there was a saying that was true, the more he became addicted, and Fisher suspected that if this guy hadn't paid for it, the ladies would have kicked him out of bed.

Fisher pulled him into the room and said,

"It's just right, I'll go to the Pink Pavilion with you in the afternoon."

"Oh good... Well?! You? Are you going with me? ”

Trandle subconsciously agreed, but after a second or two, his expression became extremely surprised, and he looked at Fisher in surprise, and shook his head uncontrollably after confirming that he was serious,

"No... No, absolutely not?! There's absolutely no way I'm going to take you. Just go yourself, don't get involved with me, in case Her Royal Highness Elizabeth knows that I brought you here, I guarantee that my hometown will be wiped out by the royal guards back and forth three times! ”

He waved his hand, full of desire to survive and drove him to turn around and leave, as if he didn't want to mix. Inviting Fisher to the Pink Pavilion was just a joke before, because he knew that Fisher's temperament would not be able to go to that kind of place, but now that he knew that he was really going to Trandle, he didn't dare to get involved.

Nonsense, Fisher and Elizabeth's delicate relationship, Saint-Nari, knows a little bit of status! Therefore, many noble ladies dare not come to him even if they know that Fisher is talented, young, handsome and golden, which may be one of the reasons why he is still single at the age of 28.

By the way, in all of Saint-Nari, only Martha knew that Fisher had Renee by her side, and that guy was an exception, and if she didn't want others to find out, she would never have been discovered.

Fisher sighed and said,

"You watch."

Trandle looked back in confusion, only to see Fisher raise his hand and gently cover the usurper's veil over his face, and a rich fragrance instantly poured into the tip of Fisher's nose, and his face slowly changed to a different shape in the darkness of the covering.

The change was random, but it didn't seem to be ugly or handsome, and now Fisher's image was a bronze-skinned, masculine-looking man with a masculine-looking face, which reminded Trandel of Schwally's gang.

It's not that Nari doesn't have this kind of person, because Nari and Schwali are of the same race, but Nari is not popular with this kind of strong man style now.

"My Mother Goddess bless! Is this a relic? Where did you get that, I can't tell you you're that Fisher right now! ”

Fisher rubbed his face, where the feeling of silk had completely disappeared, but Fisher could still feel something covering his original skin, which was rigidly attached to his face.

If you want to tear it off, it's a bit troublesome, you need to pull it off with tweezers that cover the magic, and you can't remove it by hand.

"That's it, no one will recognize me as Fisher, and no one will trouble you."

"Okay, you Fisher, it's hard enough to find a lady, okay, I'll support you. Let's go, I'll take you to a long meeting in the afternoon, I'll order one for you from every lady in the room, and seven or eight will be by your side then..."

Fisher shook his head and untied his suit, he needed to change into another one to avoid being discovered.

"I'm going there to get down to business, I'm going to find someone, she's hiding in the Pink Pavilion."

"Not to play?"

Trondel felt like he had eaten a fly, and now he was uncomfortable when he didn't go to the Pink Pavilion for a few days, where the ladies were... Oh, it's so tempting, it's not on the same level as the outside, and only there can you appreciate how happy and free you are to be a man.

The ladies there know too well the minds of men, and as long as you have Nario, you will definitely be able to live a good time comfortably.

"No, you're going to play, I'm in company with you. You have to really play, or I'll be discovered. So you don't need any pretense, you can come as you normally come, and nothing will happen. ”

Fisher changed into a brown suit, and these words brightened Trandel's expression again, and he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest confidently,

"Don't worry, I'm in charge of this. Even if you are next to me, I can work without changing my face, and I will definitely not hold you back! ”

didn't have time to complain about Trandel's enthusiasm in some things, he took out the perfume from the wardrobe for the first time, and applied some to the air on his wrist and other places, so that it was probably foolproof.

It's not that he has to be so cautious, but his intuition tells Fisher that this place is not easy. On the surface, it is just an entertainment venue that provides edge wiping services, but in essence, it is very large, and it can also corrupt people from both parties in a silent way.

The kind of illegal drugs they sell originated in Schwally, and after the Cold War with Schwally, it was very difficult to import that kind of drugs, but they were able to get them from other places. Now with the addition of their protection of the undead witch, it seems that their purpose will not be simple, so it is absolutely necessary to be cautious.

Fisher, without a hat or cane, carried a few playing cards engraved with magic in his arms, and finally pinned a musket to his waist, and then followed Trandel from the back door of the house, to the Pink Pavilion.