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A fork flew in circles, almost flying into his hood, but before he could glare at the sneering Miss Half-Elf, the sharp pain coming from the soft flesh of his waist made Edward gasp. It's hard to imagine that the way it twists and spins a small piece of skin is from the hands that always hold the sword and challenge it head-on - well, some tricks may really be a skill that women are born with.

The young man's painful embarrassment made the old man let out an unscrupulous laugh.

"What an interesting idea. Just thank the gods, under their kind and sharp gaze, this way of confusing the bloodline is easier to see. After a pause, he said, "Young man, I can understand your confidence in Tumenis, but you should also take into account the strength of the Empire. ”

"There are few people, there are few people to play, the land is big, there is a big strategy. Assassinations, kidnappings, threats, bribery, division, these can all be part of a war, yes, a campaign is the most important part of a war, but if you only look at a war in terms of the outcome of the battle, then the outcome is not in doubt. ”

Edward rubbed his waist and took the hand in his hand, slowly feeling the slenderness and smoothness: "As soon as technological advances can be used for military purposes, and have been used for military purposes, they immediately and almost forcefully, and often against the will of the commander, cause a change or even a change in the way of warfare. And the current empire, apparently, has not yet realized this change. ”

The soft words mingled with the noise of the tavern. It became a little blurry, but the old man straightened his back as if stimulated by some kind of noise. The squinted turquoise pupils flickered slightly, and the hair neatly combed back of his head made him look like a cobra that had been stimulated and flattened its neck.

But Edward paid no attention to his changes. Just a self-conscious opening:

"The empire is huge, that's true, but if the opponent is followed by a magician, it will be difficult for the prophecy spell to find the enemy, they can teleport, drag you to fight, destroy everywhere, and they don't even need supplies. It is possible to plunder everywhere, but to stop them in such a large territory it would cost you more troops...... You'll have to defend each castle and assemble a mobile team of comparable strength. For firefighting, right. But what if the opponent divides up the army? The territory of the empire, how much range of maneuver can you maintain? Thirty or so provinces can be their target, unless you have five or six standing forces equal to the strength of the attacker, ready to stand. Moreover, all the noble territories in the country must be centrally subject to dispatch...... Otherwise, hehe, let's wash and sleep. ”

The Psychic smiled. Cunningly, the words were kept in a key position.

He just wanted to get the other person's attention, but he had no interest in teaching the other person how to do it. He himself still has the idea of dividing the empire, how can he tell one of the other party what should be paid attention to?

Again. If such an old man is involved in politics, how can he not understand these trivial truths that he says? If he is not involved in politics, it is meaningless to talk to him about this, it is just a bunch of empty talk.

"Interesting idea, but maybe the Grand Dukes have their own means......" The old man blinked, and the gloomy momentum disappeared, leaving only a sly smile: "Who knows, this kind of thing, the people who have their own military department to worry about it, and His Majesty the King to make wise decisions, I'm just an old guy who is about to meet the God of War, and I can't manage this?" ”

"Guy, thank you for the fish. Touching the corner of his mouth with a napkin, he stood up: "I hope to have the opportunity and meet again." ”

......

An inconspicuous carriage, picking up the old man and his bodyguards at the street corner, disappeared briskly at the end of the street. （_

"A funny little guy...... If all the mages of Tumenis were like him, no, if only one or two out of ten thought like him, then we would really be defeated by them in twenty or thirty years, or even less. When the old man sat in the carriage, his waist was as straight as a sword poplar, he touched his beard and whispered, as if he were talking to himself, as if to his bodyguard.

"Many of the classic battles that ushered in a new era were achieved by using breakthrough tactics to create miraculous victories, and if you can see where and how the next war will take place, you will be able to grasp the key to victory. The old man whispered, "The future lurks in the thick fog, and the more clearly the person can see the truth in the fog, the better he can judge how to act correctly." ”

"Isn't it a prophet to see the future war?" the tall bodyguard was silent and finally muttered.

"Prophet...... No, it's experience and a unique eye. Noble Domain...... That's right, if those idiots could learn to help each other, then the empire would have unified the entire continent long ago. Now the only ones who can stop the old dog are the Royal Knights...... But how could that old thing, how could he fight with me on the plains? It seems that this attack is still a little frizzy, but ...... The power of Isgandar, hehe, the third and fourth special knights, if they are formed, they can also play with that old dog. ”

With a sigh, he looked up. "As for the origin of this little guy, has the 'Fox Eagle' found anything new?"

"There is no more detailed information other than that he met Count Bainchs and Tiberius on his way to find the Labyrinth of Pan, and Count Bainches is silent about anything, and we have tried to use prophecy magic but have not been able to get anything more detailed. The big man said in a deep voice: "He appeared too suddenly, there is a great possibility, he is a spy sent by Tumenes." ”

"Would a spy attract attention with such fanfare?"

"He's not an adult. ”

"When I was eleven years old, I stabbed my first opponent to death with a riding gun. And then that night, he was already a real man, and his age didn't say anything, Hatu. The old man shook his head. Hehe smiled: "Especially for those monsters among the spellcasters. What's more, the strength he had shown before was quite good, and if I were one of those old guys in the Magic Academy, I would never have let him run to work as a spy. ”

"He is obviously very important, otherwise, Tiberius, that little imp, would not have risked exposing his power and personally came to deal with his little dispute. And let the young lady accompany him. The old man shook his head, but he seemed to suddenly think of something: "Wait a minute, you said that on the way to find it, it was the little guy from the Bain branch who said it?"

Apparently.

"If he didn't guess wrong, he should have been in the labyrinth of Pan, and he also got something," the old man nodded,

......

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"Who is that old fellow. You should know, right?" Withdrawing his gaze from the figure who had walked out of the tavern, Edward glanced at the woman who was already standing not far away, shrouded in robes.

The woman did not speak.

In fact, she rarely spoke. It's a treasure of words...... The type of the so-called mouthless.

But that didn't stop Edward from getting what he wanted to know—while he asked. A few fragments of thought in the other party's mind were enough for him to get the right answer. "Barbarossa pit viper...... Hehe. He smiled in his heart: "I didn't expect it to be so soon." There's a big fish that has taken the bait. ”

The bait used to fish was the previous conflict with that group of guys - with Edward's eyesight, of course, it was impossible not to notice a surveillance eye cast by that mage, in fact, if it took a little effort, he could also turn enemies into friends with the other party, and finally even find out the story of his first love and the big secret such as his real name, it was up to the telemancer to be willing or not.

Of course, even without that detail, he would still make a name for himself.

While everyone will label what they say as 'secret', there are no impermeable walls in this world, and for a densely populated metropolis like Illyria, which is not lacking in idlers, the after-dinner pastime is the fastest thing to deliver...... In just two days, the dispute that had occurred in the inn had spread among the aristocratic circles, and then among the common people.

In this world, it is not uncommon for one person to deal with a few or even a dozen people, but dozens of knights of the city guard, with heavy crossbows and three mages, a middle-level knight, lost in the hands of a mage of unknown origin, and that person is still extremely young, such a thing is undoubtedly enough for most people to speculate,

What's more, there is also a Tiberius mixed in, the noble adventurer who has been in the limelight in the imperial capital recently, and can freely enter and leave the court. This man must have come from an extraordinary background—oh, Lord Tiberius is no longer a simple adventurer, and the fact that he was canonized by the Emperor as the head of a new knightly order is actually a bigger thing, but. He was already a man of the hour himself, even if he had a few more layers of aura, it was only a little more dazzling and extraordinary, and it was not as sensational as the young man who came out of nowhere.

The craftsmanship that I wanted to use to please the girl was cheapened by an old man, but it was actually a depressing thing to listen to, but fortunately, from this aspect, this trip was also rewarding.

But I still have to find a way to appease the girls a little more...... Gotta get something appetizing.

The distance between the two inns and restaurants is not far, just two ends of the same street, and when I think about some trivial things, the road is almost the same...... However, when Edward looked up, he noticed that someone was already waiting for him in the foyer of the inn.

It should be waiting for him.

Blinking, I searched my memory for this ordinary face—it was one of the last time I had met in the fat shop, the butler.

"Any advice?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the other party seemed to have left him a text message, but the content had been forgotten almost, and he only remembered that it seemed to be destined to be said in the future.

"My lord, I have heard that Your Excellency is very interested in magical objects, so I have sent me a small gift. The butler bent slightly, then took something out of his bosom, "Today is the most recent auction day, if you are interested, you may wish to pay a visit." ”

"Auction?"

Edward took the metal card suspiciously—it seemed to be silver. Smooth on one side, on the other side is a delicate circle, the fine lines and a little bit of aquamarine set in it speak for itself. However, it doesn't seem to be a useful magical item.

"This is the key to the Wolfgang auction house, or rather, the pass. The middle-aged man explained, not taking the hillbilly lightly: "It's the largest auction house in Illyria, and there are two regular auctions every month, and this month's mid-month auction is because of Midsummer. A little in advance. ”

Edward nodded, he knew that this kind of auction was due to market operations. There are always some rare treasures that are definitely different from those on the market. Although there are not many things that are bought and sold at any time, there must be a few of them, and some things that can be called artifacts will sometimes appear in the lineup.

It's just about being involved. It's the first time - the aristocratic auction is like other aristocratic gathering places, and you can't participate in that circle without a certain identity. Of course, in fact, a certain hillbilly did a few auctions of fraudulent adventurers in his own territory in his early years, but he could go to other people's auctions. This is the first time this has happened.

Such an opportunity is indeed rare and should not be missed. Especially considering that. It may be a long time before we can visit Illyria again. And there won't necessarily be Kai anymore. Give yourself a bulging wallet.

The Wolfgang auction house is indeed the largest – and of course it may not be unsurpassed in size, but its opulence is a slight surprise to the self-proclaimed well-informed Edward.

Some say that an auction house wants to be in business for a long time, and that it can make the snobbish old middle-class aristocrats and the discerning aristocrats willingly send in large boxes of gold coins...... Then at least there must be food comparable to the top salons in the imperial capital, meticulous and considerate personal service, and a spacious and beautiful environment...... All aristocratic qiē, it should have.

The building, which is almost as much a temple as a temple in the upper block of Illyria, is obviously aristocratic and basic, and as you go deeper, the bright and spacious cloisters, smooth as mirrors, marble inlaid with various patterns, and the gorgeous and elegant crystal chandeliers on the ceiling, are the most ordinary pomp and circumstance.

Apparently, someone who had made a temporary move was already considered a latecomer, and by the time he entered the atrium a few hundred feet away, nobles from all over the kingdom had gathered, greeting each other cordially from their seats, greeting each other with national etiquette, and offering flying kisses to acquaintances when they met them.

And a group of noble and beautiful ladies and ladies, dressed in various dresses, are like countless flowers sprinkled all over the theater. The men with dazzling blonde hair are bees and butterflies among the flowers, using the most elegant and refined manners to make noise with old friends who have been absent for a long time, and change the beautiful women around them with a look of reverence, seduction, provocation, and debauchery.

Edward's gaze swept over the simple clothes of his two female companions, and the disgusted look on his face, so he secretly rejoiced that he was lucky to know people, at least he didn't have to deal with those idiots.

Around the walls of the theater, the boxes decorated with silk and satin by the big names are distributed one after the other. Inside, there are a variety of seats, including family seats, individual seats, and even those that can accommodate more than a dozen people. The chairs are painted with gold threads, and the backrests are covered with thick leather, which is wrapped in bright red silk. The collection on the walls is almost like a museum – magnificent paintings, handwritten scores by famous artists. Handwriting from the great names of the empire over the centuries...... There is even a delicate and spacious wine cabinet, with beautiful and exquisite wine utensils and precious drinks shining on the crystal pedestal, so it can be said that this is indeed a paradise of pleasure and a place of status.

Or maybe it's because it hasn't officially opened yet, in the corridor in front of the box, there is still a group of young people laughing and playing, casting strange glances at the three men and one woman who walked up the aisle - although the robe is always a wild card for all occasions, but the behavior of these people is absolutely out of place with them.

Edward was certainly not interested in selling himself here, but before they could find their place, a voice sounded beside them.

"Elena, right?"

Edward narrowed his eyes and noticed a tall warrior coming out from behind the men, his long, loose white robe wrapping around his muscular body, but some glittering silver light revealed some secrets.

His golden hair, blue eyes, high nose and eyebrow arches, and muscles that even a jade bracelet could not conceal, made him look almost a moving ancient sculpture, and even that cold, condescending attitude had already received the essence of it.

But now he was shouting in a voice of delight, and at the same time stretched out his arms to this side.

"You know him?"

Edward frowned, noticing the intricately carved insignia on his chest, the image of the sun that betrayed his identity - not a warrior, but a paladin, though the strapless armor was clearly reminiscent of those of barbarian blood.

The answer to the question was a vague hum, but the look of joy on the girl's face could be regarded as an affirmation...... (To be continued......)

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