Chapter Seventy-Three: The Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness
Soon, the Moonlight carriage restarted and continued to Moonlight Town.
In the Bright Moon carriage, only Rosen and Olekja were left.
There was silence in the carriage for a while, and Olekya smiled: "Rosen, why don't you dare to look at me?" β
Rosen lowered his eyes and looked at the floor, and his tone was flat: "You are so beautiful, I'm afraid I'll lose my temper." β
"Hee-hee~ Don't you feel confused?"
"I'm waiting for your explanation."
As if she decided that Lawson would not refuse, Urekja familiarized herself with the Bright Moon carriage as her personal car.
She took off her cloak and stretched, her beautiful figure looming under her skirt.
"I said I'm bored by myself and want to have some fun, do you believe me?"
Rosen secretly sneered in his heart, but he didn't debunk it on the surface.
"I believe it."
Olekjah added: "By the way, your cooking skills are very good, and I hope to taste your craftsmanship often in the days of my peers." β
Rosen shook his head: "I have a mission this time, I'm afraid I don't have time." β
But there was a little wonder in my heart, how could this Winterless Apostle know so much about Olekja's past?
Could it be that you have read Veronica's soul? Or are there other hidden Winterless Apostles in Silvermoon?
Can't figure it out.
Olekjah continued, "What if I'm willing to help you investigate? In exchange, a few good meals, isn't it too much?"
Rosen raised his eyebrows and immediately asked rhetorically: "How do you know it's an investigation?!" β
Olekja's face stiffened slightly, and she was stunned for half a second before answering.
"I guess, it's not a big secret in Moonlight Town right now, is it?"
Rosen's eyes were deep, but he still nodded in agreement: "That's right." β
In the salty and non-trivial conversation, Rosen has been quietly watching the mysterious visitor.
The corners of the skirt and sleeves are sewn with a moon-white dress with good lace, a slim and warm fur vest, a thick blonde hair that is casually draped but not messy at all, white and rosy cheeks, and a pair of azure eyes like autumn water.
Her whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden soft light, and when she looked at it, she felt that the haze in her heart suddenly disappeared, and her entire heart also opened up.
If Thrandis is a lonely orchid blooming by the clear pool on a moonlit night, then Urekia in front of her is like a golden rose blooming in the sun.
Rosen was a little surprised.
"This Winterless Apostle is not strong, but the camouflage technique is really powerful, and he can't find any omissions."
"Rosen, I don't know why, I feel like you don't trust me."
'Olekja' chuckled, her expression slightly unnatural.
"Trust takes time, and we've only seen a few times."
Rosen's answer was never salty.
"Hey~ Although that's true, I'm still not used to being alone in the carriage with a shrewd guy like you, and I always feel that the secrets I carefully hide will be easily seen through by you."
After speaking, she opened the car window and shouted in a delicate and aggrieved tone: "Shabolai, I apologize for my previous concealment, can you forgive me?" β
As soon as he heard this, Rosen knew that Shabolai would definitely shoot in seconds.
Sure enough, five seconds later, Shabol returned to the carriage and smirked at Olekja.
"I really didn't expect that the person who once drank with me in the tavern turned out to be such a big beauty."
Olekya pursed her lips and chuckled: "I heard about the matter of Moonlight Town, anyway, I am bored, I want to go and have fun with you, do you agree?" β
"Agreed! Why don't you agree?! β
Xia Bolai slapped his thigh hard: "We are worried that there are too few people, you are willing to help me, I am too late to be happy." β
"Shabolai, what you say makes me happy. But I've run out of money, and you can only be responsible for the daily expenses these days, okay? β
Her autumn-like eyes blinked, and Shabolai's heart jumped and jumped, like a struggling fish in a dry field.
He waved his hand and said extremely boldly: "Do you need to talk more about this little thing?" Girl, you can take this money bag, and you can buy whatever you want. β
Lawson glanced at the purse and estimated that it contained 30 crowns, which was about the same amount given the recent lavish spending of ChapelΓ©.
In other words, this guy was coaxed a few times softly, and then gave all his money.
On second thought, ChapelΓ© would not have been so confused in normal times, and the reason why he was so bold now was probably because he was worried about the 200 crowns of the operation fund.
For this operation, the 200 crowns of the operation was saved by Rosen, which is not a small amount, but it does not stand up to such a use by Chapole.
He sighed secretly: "He is worthy of being a stupid son of the landlord's family, and the gap between his fingers is really big." β
Rather than being worried about this guy all day long, it's better to make it clear in the morning.
Thinking so, Lawson took out the money bag from his suitcase, counted half of it and handed it to Shabolai.
"Oh~ This is our remaining money, give you half of it, you can use it as you like. However, the remaining 100 crowns are operational expenses and cannot be spent indiscriminately. β
Xia Bolai smiled dryly and touched the back of his head: "Rosen, how embarrassing this is." β
Rosen looked at him with disdain: "Uncle, all your thoughts are on your face, don't pretend to be stupid." β
"Hehe~ Or Rosen understands me."
Shabolai put away his wallet, turned to Olekja, and said, "Girl, don't think I'm cheating. I gave you money because I misunderstood you last time and felt guilty about you. β
Olekja looked 'moved' and whispered softly: "I know, big brother Shapole, I never blamed you. β
With an expression and a soft word, Chapolai's bones were crispy, and he smiled so much that he had no nose or eyes.
Rosen watched from the sidelines, and his heart moved slightly.
"Uncle has a mediocre temperament, but he is quite generous to his friends."
"If he becomes the Earl of Silvermoon Castle, then with a little operation, he should be able to mix up a noble title, and maybe even obtain a territory and become a lord baron."
Most of the earth's history books revere the Ming Lord, but this is said from the perspective of the general public.
For careerists, the favorite is the faint master.
If the superior is shrewd and capable, the subordinate can only be submissive and busy.
On the contrary, the upper ones are lazy and generous, and the lower ones have a lot of free space.
The question is, how do you put Shapole on the throne?
This is very difficult, and it is not possible to succeed in a moment, and whether it can be done in the end depends on luck.
In short, judge the situation and act at the opportunity.
After that, with the big beauty joining, Xia Bolai was not sleepy immediately.
Along the way, he talked and laughed with Olekja, sometimes chatted about what he saw and heard, and sometimes bragged about his heroic feats, as if he had endless words.
Olekja listened with a smile all the time, and from time to time she uttered a word of flattery, and coaxed Shabolai to the point that she could not find the north.
This freed Lawson, and he curled up in the corner of the carriage, seemingly with his eyes closed, but in fact he had been tossing the spell virtual machine.
As soon as a new idea comes up to modify a spell, it is fed into the spell virtual machine, a simulation is run for a trial run, and then the pros and cons are carefully analyzed.
By five o'clock in the afternoon, when the carriage drove to the entrance of Yuehui Town, Rosen really tossed a good result.
'Successfully created an extraordinary spell: Super Missile, will it be included in the spell book?' β
'Income. β
The power of this extraordinary spell can only be said to be unsatisfactory, and it has not reached the perfect state in Lawson's mind, but its absolute power has greatly exceeded all the spells he has mastered so far, and it can still be used in special circumstances.
"The spell has been earned, is it a name change?"
"Call it a shock fireball."
Spell Name: Shock Fireball
Genre: Extraordinary Fire Pole Four-Star Logic Spell.
Spell Power: 92.8 (Medium Tier)
Spell Evaluation: Greatly exploits the advantages of fusion polarity, maximizing the impact of firebombs when they explode, and although far from perfect, its power should not be underestimated.
Maximum cast time: 0.5 seconds.
Extreme Cast Range: 100 meters.
Spell Energy Cost: Very high. (With the user's current mana, only two hits can be unleashed with bare hands.) οΌ
It is two hits with bare hands, and with the help of the Crescent Moon Staff and Focus Potion, you can almost do four hits.
"Not bad. The attack is almost OK.,The defensive spells also have to be perfected.,The few defensive spells that I've mastered so far.,It's really not very powerful.γ β
As he pondered, the carriage drove to the gate of the castle in the center of Moonlight.
The castle is surrounded by a high stone wall, the main body of which is a mixed structure of wood and stone, and the exterior wall is covered with blue-gray moss in the back, and many corners can be seen in the damage that cannot be ignored, all reflecting the difficult economic situation of the owner.
"This is Baron Filin's residence, the backyard is a private house, and the front yard is the town government office," Shapole said.
When the carriage pulled into the front yard, there were already several people waiting in the yard.
One of them took the lead, tall and majestic, with a fine fur coat on his body, who was the master of Moonlight Town, a mid-level peak warrior, Baron Film.
Out of courtesy, he personally came to greet the Count's envoy, but his face was indifferent and his eyes were heavy, especially when he saw Shapole get out of the car, a clear shadow flashed in his eyes.
Inside the carriage, Rosen had been watching him.
Seeing his performance, he turned his head and whispered a reminder to 'Urekja'.
"If you can, I'd suggest you change into battle armor before getting out of the car, or Shabolai may be recalled to Silvermoon Fort early for acting ridiculous."
Olekjah smiled, "No problem. Or do I simply change back to men's clothing? β
"Do whatever you think fits."
After saying that, Lawson also got out of the carriage, took a few steps forward, and followed behind Shabolai.
Shapole strode over to Baron Filin and exchanged a few words of greeting.
"Mr. Shabolai, I have arranged your accommodation, I have been feeling a little unwell recently, I am afraid that I am contaminated with illness, so I will not attend the dinner party after that, you can just feel free."
After speaking, without waiting for a response, he turned around and left.
This attitude is quite uncooperative.
Shabolai was a little angry and a little confused, and turned his head to look at Rosen.
Rosen said softly: "Uncle, just act as if nothing has happened, just know in your heart." β