(For the alliance leader "foxes don't eat pears"!) ）

(Sorry, limited capacity, a month late.) ）

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At ten o'clock in the evening, Valeera quietly went out.

She put on the "Lost Mask" and temporarily returned to her masculine appearance, changing into a men's trench coat.

In this way, she turned back into the bounty hunter Lexa.

She was going to meet with Associate Professor Barak.

Today is the 9th, and it has been almost a week since the dance party on the night of the 3rd, and now that I look for it, even if Associate Professor Barak still doubts the relationship between her two identities, it can only stay at the level of suspicion.

Even if he said it, Valeera could deny it completely.

What's more, Associate Professor Barak is also a wild extraordinary, and he may not dare to divulge the news.

Associate Professor Barak's residence is in the West End, at 47 Russell Street.

Valeera galloped in the cool night breeze, and every time she landed and jumped, she was able to glide in the air for a distance of more than ten meters, and it took less time than a horse-drawn carriage to reach the vicinity of the associate professor's home.

To her surprise, it was almost eleven o'clock at night, and there was no sign of a ball, and the lights were still on on the third floor of the house, which was estimated to be the location of the study.

After checking and confirming that it was safe, Valera dived directly into the open balcony on the third floor.

Sure enough, the associate professor was indeed in the study.

His valet stood outside the door of the study, looking a little sleepy, nodding his head from time to time.

Valera directly "connected" him to the gas wall lamp not far away, causing him to fall into a state of distraction and giving him temporary relief.

Then, she pushed the door open and walked in.

"Odore, I didn't call you."

Associate Professor Barak, who wore silver-rimmed glasses, buried his head in his book and did not raise his head when he spoke.

Barak Ascott, associate professor of history at the University of Beckland.

"Hey, it's not easy to find your identity with just a portrait that relies on memories to reproduce."

Valilla further interferes with the other person's judgment with her words, making it as unlikely as possible that he will connect her two identities.

"You?!"

Sensing that something was wrong, Associate Professor Barak stood up on the back of his chair, and when he turned around, he saw a young man calmly closing the door and approaching him.

"Bounty Hunter Lexa!"

After recognizing the person, Associate Professor Barak, who was still quite vigilant, suddenly relaxed a lot.

"You ......"

He was about to say something, when he suddenly realized a problem, so he changed his tone and asked:

"What did you do to Odore?"

Based on this question, coupled with Valeera's emotional sensibility, she can roughly judge that this associate professor is indeed not a bad person.

"I'm just letting him sit in a daze for a while," Valeera said with a calm and confident aura, "so we can talk." ”

"Let me ask you, half a year ago, at that afternoon tea party, why did you take the initiative to talk to me?"

"Don't tell me you forgot, or that you don't have a purpose, I don't believe it!"

By this time, Barak was already standing at his desk.

He glanced at Valeera's waist, rubbed his hands together, and with a slightly frightened smile on his face, he said:

"Actually, we made a deal."

"The folding knife you have hanging on your waist was bought from me, and the drawings were exchanged for physical objects, and a symbolic fee of 1 pound was charged for the construction fee, right?"

Valeera stared, a little surprised.

The answer exceeded her expectations.

She didn't expect that what attracted this gentleman to her body was actually a folding knife, not a "bottom line" pocket watch.

He seems to have mistaken me for Marić?

Valilla didn't poke it, took off the folding knife at her waist, flipped it and released the blade, pointed diagonally at Barak's feet, frowned and asked:

"You're a 'craftsman'?"

She tapped her left fang, turned on her vision, and examined the gentleman opposite.

Everywhere on the surface of the "etheric body", the red of the red, the purple of the purple, and the blue of the blue, the overall white luster is slightly darker, and the thickness is slightly thinner than normal, which is a manifestation of basic health.

Of course, it's not perfect, maybe it's because of staying up late, or maybe it's a side effect of a magical item?

In this mixed light, Valilla failed to find a special brilliance.

In other words, she failed to find the location of the magical items that might exist on the other person's body, and of course, it may not have been.

But no matter what, Valilla won't let her guard down.

"No, it's not."

Seeing the folding knife flipping smoothly in Valira's hand, Barak's eyes seemed to glow, but when he noticed the pointing of the tip of the knife, he became cautious again.

"I just know a 'craftsman' and occasionally help him with the extraordinary's gatherings and make some trades."

After explaining a few words with a smile, Barak replied earnestly to Valeera's initial question, "I wanted to ask you if there were any other blueprints that were as elaborate as a folding knife." ”

"Even if we can't replicate it in its entirety, we can learn a lot from it."

Originally...... Is that the reason why he wants to see me is that simple? With her sense of the emotions of others, Valilla was generally sure that Barak was telling the truth.

Valera doesn't actually need to trade with the Artisan now.

Although she was planning to create two magical items in the near future, they were more suitable for Valilla to handle herself, and it was inconvenient for her to be handled by the "Craftsman".

This is because although the magical items made by the "craftsman" are more likely to play the greatest role and reduce the negative effects, strictly speaking, there is still a lot of randomness in what kind of ability can be played.

Valeera's own production is different.

Although she can only use whalebone, spiritual materials, and extraordinary properties to make whalebone runes with only one ability, the specific ability to exert can be specified.

And, if she's lucky, she'll have a chance to circumvent the negative effects and make magical items with no negative effects at all!

Valera thought for a while, flipped it in her hand, put the folding knife back away, hung it on her waist again, and said:

"I do have a blueprint for the same level, which is a delicate wristbow."

"But what are you going to trade with me?"

When Barak saw Valeera's act of kindness, the look of fear in his eyes vanished mostly.

He smiled, smiled lightly, and replied continuously:

"Gold pounds and magical items will do."

"Moreover, we can also agree to the previous agreement, only learn to use the subtle design ideas, and ensure that we will not reproduce the whole thing."

"How?"

"The price can be negotiated, and even if you think the price of the first blueprint is low, we can negotiate again."

"Of course, you can't shout too outrageous prices."

This tone of speech is not bad for money when you hear it...... He is worthy of being a "craftsman". Valera looked at Barak's much more relaxed smiling face, muttered for a moment, and said tentatively:

"You're a 'generalist'?"

"Do you sell potion recipes?"

This...... The smile on Barak's face visibly stiffened a little.