Chapter 115: Unscripted Performance

The duke has curly silver hair, a well-defined face, and a particularly straight nose.

The overall description is not handsome, but it is also decent, so that it is not a good person at first glance.

Compared with a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, he has many fewer crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and his skin does not even see pores at first glance, making him look like he is in his early thirties.

- Good maintenance, it can be seen how much a pampered life can affect a person.

And perhaps if you want to make up for what you lack, the word wise man seems to be a wonderful spell to Duke Albert.

Hearing Neil's last words, he shuddered, his eyes changed suddenly, and his throat rolled a little, but he maintained his dignity and suppressed not speaking directly.

Seeing that the timing is right, Neil added.

But come to think of it, these psalms are just rumors. Indeed, no one has ever been able to ...... By the way, I remember the flower field in this town, is there a name for a miracle flower sea? ”

As soon as these words came out, Albert Talanik's eyes flashed, and he turned to look at Neil, then waved his hand.

"You don't have to say more."

Neil's heart tightened, thinking that things were going to be cold, and he saw Duke Albert pick up his wooden cane that day, and set his eyes on Abidia, who had dismissed the maid and came on his own initiative.

"Abidia, now have someone bring things up!" Albert raised his chin, "Move faster this time, there are barren mountains and mountains here, I don't know if it will be windy later!" ”

It's pretty professional.

Neil grinned.

It's not surprising that this is also something that the Duke often does.

The Duke does not know magic, which is common in the nobility circles that value blood, and it is understandable.

This is not usually the case for the heirs of the nobility, and those who rely on magic to revitalize the family are usually the mages in the family who happen to be discovered to have magical talents.

If there is no talent as a basis, except for the children of the common people who fight for a turnover, that is, the overzealous middle class.

In the end, it's all about the blood curse.

In the Kingdom of Cole, it is not legal for a person who qualifies for a curse to deliberately commit a blood curse, and it is punishable as appropriate.

Although there is a probability, the harm of the blood curse is not absolute, but as early as a hundred years ago, the foresight of the former king of the Kol Kingdom made such a law.

Prior to this, there had been a lot of strife over the Blood Curse, but no one expected to advance a sentence for such a seemingly unsolvable future.

This seems like a ridiculous decision.

It wasn't until some tragedies caused by violations of the rules in the country under the rule of the old king that the tragedy was widely publicized and the harm was really publicized, so that the rule was truly accepted.

The instability caused by the blood curse is far greater than you think.

Without such stability as a cornerstone, the Kingdom of Kohl would not have been able to develop to where it is today.

As a high-ranking nobleman of the Kingdom of Cole, the same is true of Duke Albert. Although he does not have a wife who he has publicly admitted, he does have many lovers, and the number of illegitimate children is not clear.

Neil knows this all too well.

Not only was the information Mogan gave him so detailed, including most of the men and women who were old enough to take advantage of them, but also some of the actual conversations revealed.

Quite exciting.

However, Duke Albert is accustomed to this kind of "achievement", and uses it all as a capital to show off, and does not hide it at all from Neil, who tries his best to echo him no matter what.

At that time, Neil listened patiently, and only felt that his world view had been refreshed, and he felt that the aristocratic circle was unbelievable, and there was such a thing.

In the next few days, when he saw the nobles of the royal capital on the street, Neil's vision was different. It can be said that it is alternative, probing, and extremely weird, because of this peeping, they were almost escorted by their guards as suspicious people.

Later, Neil also reflected that this should be just an example, under the glorious command of the queen with remarkable political achievements and good style, the kingdom of Cole should not have fallen to this point.

It is probably because Duke Albert is strong and he is more perverted that he can get used to it.

Other than that, he doesn't have the life to study magic, but he has a heart for "studying magic".

For example, the current scenario.

Not surprisingly, Abydia found someone to take out Duke Albert's "spell casting materials" from the end of the third carriage.

A pool of water with a special texture.

The earthy yellow rim is the main structure of the pool, and two fist-sized gemstones are set on a staggered platform at the bottom.

They vary in size and are translucent in blue, and the shadow of liquid flowing can be faintly seen on the hollow inside, which is a delicate gold dust.

After being injected into the water source, the bottom gem seemed to emit a faint but uniform fluorescence, which changed the color of the entire pool, and the originally colorless and transparent liquid was covered with a halo.

It was a rather faint halo of light, and the colors contained in it were extremely faint, but it was difficult to look away, like the first morning light in the sky, giving people an indescribable beauty.

Duke Albert stood and watched several of his deacons finish their work, and after Abydia personally confirmed the situation and activated the two gems with a magic infusion, he waved her hand to stand aside.

The effects of magic work quickly.

In the pool, the otherwise static water slowly rolls up, forming a tiny whirlpool.

The whirlpool was stable at first, then gradually enlarged, fluttering in repeated circles, and the waves that followed swam endlessly, as if alive.

Then, a deeper pale blue color emerged from the bottom of the water.

The role of gold dust is also reflected, and the reflection is inlaid on the water waves, like the reflection of the stars in the sky, which is bright and charming.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Duke Albert finally deigned and walked to the front.

He raised his hand and lifted the delicate scepter carved from Tianhe wood, so that it was perpendicular to the surface of the water, and suspended in the air in the center above the pool.

Then, above the ripples at the bottom, another layer of fluctuations gradually appeared, like ripples, and like a halo of light rippling out.

The speed of the ripples can be fast and slow, but there is a clear target in the whirlpool.

Neil, who was watching from the sidelines, didn't understand the principle, but he knew the next steps very well.

Because the situation presented is fairly simple.

The Duke puffed up his chest, looked sideways, and looked ahead as the ripples spread most often.

And he frowned.

Because contrary to the original expectation, the place where the ripples pointed was not a sea of flowers or mountains, but the road leading to a small town.

Beckoning to lift the pool, Duke Albert drew his cane first, and came with them to the gate to enter the town.

Abidia quickly sorted out all the formalities and reporting procedures for bringing people in, and the duke looked around, and at the same time saw the curious eyes of the townspeople passing by, and immediately frowned.

In the eyes of the self-proclaimed and noble duke, all commoners' unpermitted gaze is despicable, like the dirtiest mud in the ground, and even one more glance will feel that their eyes will be polluted.

But Albert's self-esteem made him feel that directly facing these people and taking the initiative to communicate would also lower his rank.

Naturally, it does not conform to the noble characteristics of the nobility.

So he adhered to his habit and asked the guards to drive away the idlers and others who might be in the way, and walked into the town.

The quiet town of Windsor may have never been to such a difficult high-level aristocrat and prominent figure, let alone seen such an arrogant battle.

However, the time was wrong, there were few people on the street, and the guards were only overbearing under the training of the butler, and they would not be too conspicuous, so no one resisted or raised objections.

Perhaps he only thought that the owner of the convoy was in a hurry - Duke Albert himself could not carry it, but someone wiped his ass for him.

However, that will soon change.

After each journey, the Duke had to stop and try his Tianhe Wood Scepter again in the pool laid down by his men, and set off again after finding a route.

After about three or four times, the speed of the vortex slows down, and the water ripples channeled by Tianhe wood will also weaken, at this time, Abydia needs to step forward to replenish his magic ability.

Eventually, not long after a short march with half a convoy in a small town, Albert stopped in front of Robbie Reynolds' store.

The red-haired young man moved a wicker chair, half-leaned and half-sat in the doorway to bask in the sun, raised his hand to block the daylight, and realized that something was wrong.

Seeing this huge procession walk to the door of the store and carry a very large object, Robbie squinted his eyes and looked unkindly.

"You're here to find fault?"

Opening your mouth is a not very kind word.

Neil saw that the situation was not good. He felt that this young man looked like he was short-tempered and difficult to communicate, and he was afraid that it would not be easy to continue.

So he hurriedly spoke to the Duke to distract him, "Your Royal Highness, do you think this place is the suspicious place where the Tianhe Wood Scepter guides?" There might be a clue about the Valley of Oblivion? ”

Neil did his best.

But things seem to be out of control.

Albert had already noticed Robbie's disrespect and glanced at him contemptuously, thinking that it was not worth wasting time as a street thug who did not deserve more attention.

Then he walked in the direction of Tianhemu and walked directly to the store.

He hadn't been angry since he was a child, so of course Robbie quit directly, got up immediately, followed the curtain opened by Albert, and broke in.

Things were getting worse and worse, and Neil had a headache, and when he saw Abidia follow, he prayed to himself while he prepared to see what was different about the shop......

Then he saw an inconspicuous sign on the pillar next to the door, but just as high as he could see.

If you don't pay attention to a very hidden sign, I'm afraid you will only think it is part of the decorative pattern.

Neil stiffened.

He turned to look at the back of the line, and suddenly realized that there was an extra person there.

"Grande", who had confessed everything to Neil, stood there like an ordinary passerby, passing by here occasionally, but actively eating melons.

Innocent to the extreme.

If it weren't for his condescending height, the tension that appeared in front of the store to attract attention, and Neil's constant expectation that he would appear, and his immediate reaction after seeing the sign, he might not even have a very thin presence.

This is a planned scenario.

Mogan greeted politely and silently, and at the back of the line, which almost no one could see, continued to watch the show he had planned, but never appeared.