, The extraordinary Lord

The woman nodded, holding her chin with her hands, as if she was stroking her cheeks. Her eyes reflected her longing light, and she muttered to herself:

"It can make people live forever and never grow old. What a magical effect!"

Martin curled his lips in his heart, woman, woman!

Martin really couldn't understand their persistence in appearance.

However, when thinking about the countless skin care products on the planet, Martin feels dizzy and dizzy just by the brand name.

In comparison, this seems nothing.

"If the materials are there, I can give them to you tomorrow, or will I meet here in the morning?" The woman finally returned to normal and looked at Martin awkwardly, then pointed to the round table and asked.

Martin shook his head and continued, "Don't worry about the materials, I need some more money."

"This ritual acts on the human body, and I need to find the right person to try it out to ensure that everything is foolproof. For the sake of confidentiality, it may cost some money."

The woman obviously didn't take the funds seriously, but just said to Martin: "If you want to choose, I can actually provide it. There is also a venue. Are there any special requirements?"

Martin was not surprised by the woman's attitude. He nodded slightly: "This is the best. In terms of the venue, just try to be as secluded as possible, and there are no special requirements."

Then Martin reminded him again: "By the way, when it comes to candidates, you'd better find someone with the same age as you and the same body shape. This is convenient for analogy."

The woman nodded and said that she had remembered it, and then asked impatiently: "When can you start the ceremony?"

Martin frowned slightly and thought, "Is it OK next Friday night?"

The woman nodded: "Then it's decided! I'll pick you up here on Friday night."

As he said that, the woman took out a stub from her light orange handbag, placed it directly on the table and pushed it in front of Martin.

"This is a labor fee of 300 gold coins, which is considered a deposit."

Martin calmly put the stub away, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the lady was so generous.

Getting a ceremony content out of thin air, someone provides materials and paying to practice, is a rare opportunity for Martin.

After discussing the details of the ceremony verification, the woman stood up and prepared to leave.

But just before she turned around, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and then asked again:

"How was that book translated?"

Martin remembered the book Dimongo with a broken cover, shook his head slightly, and replied truthfully: "The translation work has just begun and there is no progress yet."

In fact, he has been disturbed by other things these two days, and Martin has not had time to read the contents in the book.

However, the woman is not in a hurry.

In fact, that book was just a reason she used to approach Martin.

Although she also wanted to know some of the contents, she was not so urgent.

It would be even better if Martin could crack it later, so she would have enough reason to communicate with it continuously.

To him, the young man in front of him seemed like a huge treasure, and it needs further exploration.

Maybe it can give her a greater surprise.

“See you on Friday.”

The woman waved her hand gently at Martin and left the coffee house slowly.

Martin watched her get into the gorgeous carriage and leave, drinking the coffee in her cup in one sip.

The badge on the carriage is a shield, divided into two by a vertical line, a crown on the left, a harp on the right, and a garland around the shield.

Martin also has some research on family badges.

This shield-centered badge pattern is not designed casually. It can often explain the family's background and demonstrate the family's status or ownership of the territory.

For example, this badge, left and right halves, means it originated from the marriage of two families.

The crown on the left represents half of its blood from the royal family, and the harp on the right represents that this family is famous for its art, and it should have produced many familiar, well-known and influential artists.

However, Martin didn't have to tell the difference, because he knew the badge.

It belongs to the Torres family.

Albert Torres is one of the four earls of Farelinburg.

This is a nobleman who works in the art industry.

Especially good at oil painting.

It is said that the painting skills are superb and have reached the peak.

His paintings are very rare.

Because this Earl Albert rarely writes, it is said that a work is often hard to find.

It is a great honor to be able to buy a pair.

In addition, Count Albert is also good at playing the organ and many other instruments, and is an artist with rich skills.

Count Albert was a little older than Cross, about fifty years old.

Martin once had the honor of meeting at the Earl of Cross.

Her hair was gray and she wore a black top hat.

However, Martin didn't know much about the Earl's family members.

His children were not as "famous" as the children of Count Faite.

Martin hadn't even heard of them.

Martin speculated that this person might be the daughter of Count Albert.

Putting down the coffee cup, Martin gets up and checks out, leaving the cafe.

He came to the Earl's house in a carriage hired on the street and continued to teach his four students...

[Sequence 8: Scholar, experience value 905/1000]

At the end of this week's course, Martin's experience value has risen to more than 900 points, and he is about to advance to Sequence 7.

Some of the experience points are obtained after clearing the nightmare.

Martin guessed that he must have discovered a lot of historical knowledge in the nightmare, and the secret inside story of Queen Amara's abdication during the period of Queen Amara's abdication.

Compared with the records in the book, he experienced it personally, which was more detailed and specific, so his experience value increased a lot.

If nothing unexpected happens, you will see the advanced conditions for Sequence 7 this week!

In the evening, Martin sat at the desk, took out the Dimongo book, and added the cover to make the whole book look a bit heavy.

Turning to the first page, the old pages turned yellow and had a slightly musty smell.

Martin took out a stack of paper.

This is the "Di Mongolian-Lan Peimi" dictionary made by Martin.

Of course, most characters are still empty after the back, and the meaning is not known for the time being.

After calming down, Martin took a deep breath and began to compare the ancient texts in the book and began his own deciphering work.

...

On December 8th, the weather is sunny.

Martin tear off the calendar and wiped the incense ash on the table.

The sea breeze was a little strong last night, blowing Ning Shenxiang's incense ash on the table everywhere.

After washing up, I put on a straight gray windbreaker and felt much more energetic.

Outside the door, Doriani was already sitting in the carriage waiting for him.

When the carriage arrived at the square, Martin saw the Zeta envoys again in a strangely dressed manner.

They seemed to be visiting the city, and about a dozen people were wandering around the square.

Martin and Doriani walked into Shijiang Hall and arrived at the lounge of the Fifth Team.

There was only Captain Mike in the lounge.

After Martin greeted the captain, he went straight to Ms. Kassan's lounge.

It's still for the dream.

"Ms. Kasan, His Highness Tia told me that psychological hints may be helpful in avoiding dreams." Martin spoke actively.

Kasan was not surprised and said with a smile: "When you asked yesterday if you didn't dream, I knew you would come back and have something to drink?"

Martin nodded: "Flower tea, thank you."

Kassan made a cup of hot tea.

Smelling the faint fragrance of flower tea, Martin slowly relaxed on the sofa.

"Before planting psychological hints, there are two simple questions," Ms. Kassan said.
To be continued...