"We don't know for sure. We only know that it belongs to the Twenty Years' War and is in the collection of Associate Professor Michelle. An important feature of it is that the pattern on the cover vaguely forms a giant dragon." Simin did not hide anything , Originally gave all the information he had.

Listening quietly to her narration, Audrey restrained the bay red mare while already thinking about how to complete this task in her mind: "Visit Associate Professor Michelle, visit his collection, and propose to buy one of them Please, it's not too difficult.

"Although I'm embarrassed to admit it, no matter how you look at it, it's not too likely that he will reject me. Well, Audrey, don't rely too much on these...

"The biggest problem with doing this is abruptness. I didn't know Associate Professor Michelle before. It's hard to explain why I want to visit him all of a sudden, and I don't know what the notebook means to him. Making a rash purchase request may bring Be vigilant and alert.

"...Jane's elder brother is studying at Storn University. During the last meeting, he showed the characteristics of talking and discussing. If I invite their brothers and sisters to afternoon tea and lead the topic to history, archeology and collection, he will Associate Professor Michel should be mentioned, well, there must not be many people in a university who can be called collectors.

"With such a prelude, I can send someone to visit Associate Professor Michelle, request to visit the collection, and then try not to reveal the need when I am a guest for the first time, observe the owner's performance, and guide him to show the most authentic attitude, This helps me make the right request with the right method at the right time..."

After deciding on her thoughts, Audrey nodded to the female priest Simin, and said with a smile: "I will try my best to complete it, but I don't guarantee success."

As soon as the words fell, she tightened her legs, pinched the horse, and rushed out like an arrow, rushing towards a reddish-brown fox that was moving around in the hunting circle.

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On the turbulent sea, the "Blue Avenger" was like a leaf blown into the air by a strong wind. Sometimes it flew and sometimes fell, but it maintained an amazing balance without any sign of overturning.

In the captain's room, Alger Wilson was floating by the window, gazing at the mountains and peaks of waves outside, surrounded by strong winds silently.

After an unknown amount of time, he fell down and stepped on the carpet with his feet.

"'The Blessed of the Wind' is indeed a sequence that can be easily played according to the name. The only problem is that you have to occasionally become irritable to conform to the characteristics of the wind..." Alger sighed in his heart without a happy expression.

In the past two months, he has not obtained the formula of "Ocean Singer" through his own channels and transactions in the Tarot Club. After all, this belongs to Sequence 5, which is the level closest to the demigod, and the corresponding formula has already appeared. When there is no market for prices, even if you have a lot of money and are willing to pay a lot of premium, it is difficult to buy.

Normally, joining the corresponding church or organization is the most effective way to obtain similar formulas, but Alger, who is the bishop of the Church of Storms, cannot rely on this method, because of some secrets, he must hide his own strength and use it as an action The weakness of freedom and monitoring, so that after being confident enough, you can go to a place and complete the long-awaited purpose.

What made him happy was that he didn't waste these two months, at least the digestion of the "Wind Blessed One" potion was progressing well.

"'Wind Blessed One' is easy, but 'Ocean Singer' is said to be quite difficult...Does it have to be sung frequently?" Alger couldn't help turning his head, looking at the deck.

Although separated by rooms, he could still hear drunk sailors singing excitedly, making noises that could counter the sound of the storm.

Alger frowned unconsciously.

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Backlund, Jorwood District, Syndis Circus.

"Ma'am, don't you perform tricks? Why do you dress like this?" A boy asked puzzledly the woman in a black pointed hat and a long skirt of the same color in front of her.

I don't know why I wear it like this, maybe it was the first time, my head was frozen by the cold weather, and then I fixed it into a style... Fors touched her face painted with red and butter, and responded with a smile : "In ancient times, tricks were often misunderstood as witchcraft."

But it has nothing to do with why I dress like this... She picked up one of the three large ceramic cups in front of her, and put the white ball upside down.

Then, she quickly exchanged the positions of the cups, and smiled at the boy who asked the question just now: "Guess which cup the ball is in?"

"Isn't this one of the gambling methods invented by Emperor Roselle?" The young man said with great interest, "But you are not a croupier, but a master juggler of this circus, so I guess the ball has been replaced by you. The cups are all empty!"

Forsi smiled and said, "Congratulations, you got the wrong answer."

She suddenly picked up the cup in the middle, and suddenly a white figure flew out of it.

That's a pigeon!

And the original ball is where the pigeon left off! JrNovels.com