Stoon University... Associate Professor Michelle... Notes from the Twenty Years' War... Audrey extracted the keywords in her words, glanced at Susie, who was running happily in front of the mare, and asked directly:

"Ms. Smin, what kind of note is this?"

"We don't know, we only know that it belongs to the Twenty Years War period and is a collection of Associate Professor Michel. One important feature of it is that the patterns on the covers form a giant dragon." Smin did not hide anything and gave all the information he had.

While listening quietly to her story, Audrey was restraining the red mare, she was thinking in her mind how to complete this task:

“It is not too difficult to visit Associate Professor Michelle, visit his collection and make a purchase request for one of them.

"Although I'm embarrassed to admit it, no matter what, he probably rejected me, well, Audrey, don't rely too much on these...

"The biggest problem with doing this is abruptness. I didn't know Associate Professor Michel before, so it's hard to explain why I suddenly wanted to visit him, and I don't know the meaning of that note to him. Raskingly making a purchase request may bring vigilance and alertness.

"…Jane's brother attended Stoon University. At the last party, he showed his love of telling and talking. If I invited their brothers and sisters to have afternoon tea and guided the topic to history, archaeology and collection, he would have mentioned Associate Professor Michelle. Well, there are definitely not many people in a university who can be called collectors.

"With this prelude, I can send someone to visit Associate Professor Michelle and make a request to visit the collection. Then, when I visit for the first time, try not to express my needs, observe the owner's performance, and guide him to show his truest attitude. This will help me make the right request in the right way..."

After confirming his thoughts, Audrey nodded to the female pastor Smin and said with a smile:

“I will work hard to complete it, but there is no guarantee of success.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she tightened her legs, clamped her horse, ran out like an arrow, and rushed towards a red-brown fox that was moving around in the hunting circle.

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On the turbulent sea, the "Niu Blue Avenger" was like a leaf blown into the air by the strong wind, sometimes thrown away and sometimes fall, but it maintains an amazing balance without any sign of overturning.

Inside the captain's room, Alger Wilson floated by the window, staring at the waves that looked like mountains and peaks outside, and the strong wind lingered silently.

I don't know how long it took, but he fell down and stepped on the carpet with his feet.

"'Wind Master' is indeed a sequence that can be played simply based on the name. The only problem is that you must occasionally make yourself irritable to match the characteristics of the wind..." Alger sighed in his heart without any joy.

In the past two months, he has not obtained the formula of "Ocean Singer" through his own channels and transactions within the Tarot Club. After all, this belongs to Sequence 5 and is the closest level to the demigod. The corresponding formula has been in price but has no market value. Even if there is a lot of money and is willing to give it a lot of premium, it is difficult to buy it.

Normally, joining the corresponding church or organization is the most effective way to obtain similar recipes, but Arger, as the bishop of the Storm Church, cannot rely on this method because of some secrets. He must conceal his own strength. In addition to the freedom of action and the weak monitoring, so that after being confident enough, he can go to a place and complete the purpose of waiting for a long time.

What made him happy was that he did not waste these two months, at least the digestion progress of the "Wind Master" potion was good.

"'Wind Master' is simple, and 'Ocean Singer' is said to have great difficulties... Do you have to sing often?" Alger couldn't help but turn his head and look at the deck position.

Although there were rooms one by one, he could still hear drunk sailors singing excitedly there, creating noises that could fight against the sound of the storm.

Alger frowned unconsciously.

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Beckland, Joewood District, Cindis Circus.

"Madam, aren't you a trick? Why do you dress like this?" A young man asked the woman in a dark pointed hat and a long dress in the same color in confusion.

I don’t know why I wear this way. Maybe it was the earliest time when my head was frozen by the cold weather, and then it was fixed into a style... Fors touched his face with red butter paint and responded with a smile:

"In ancient times, tricks were often misunderstood as witchcraft."

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

Then, she quickly exchanged the positions of the cups and smiled at the young man who asked just now:

"Guess which cup the ball is in?"

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

Forsy smiled and said:

"Congratulations, the answer was wrong."

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

That's a pigeon!

The original ball was where the pigeon left!

"oh!"

"God!"

"Beautiful magic!"

“Very wonderful!”

With a sound of admiration, Fors looked at the church bell not far away with serene satisfaction, put away the props, and returned to the tent where the circus leader was.

"You really want to quit? I can double your salary!" The circus leader greeted him and said hurriedly.

"Unfortunately, I summarized the 'Master Code of Magic Master' in mid-March, and I had completely digested the potion last week. If it weren't for the contract signing in today, I would have been no longer here...

“Although it feels good to be regarded as a master of tricks, it doesn’t stop me from being promoted to ‘Astrology’. The teacher said that I’m coming this week and giving me recipes, ingredients and a gift…what would it be?

"Oh, the full moon whispers are getting more and more terrifying. If it weren't for Mr. Fool, I would have lost control and become a monster..." Fors stretched out his right palm, covered his mouth, yawned lazily, and then said with a smile:

"That's right. I'm actually a best-selling writer. The subject matter of my next book is related to circus, so I came to you to apply for a job."

"Bestselling writer?" asked the circus leader with his eyes lit up, worried and expectantly, "Will you write about bad things for us?"

"Is there something bad about it here? I've had a great time in the past two months." Fors took off his black pointed hat.

The circus leader showed a sincere smile and said:

"Wall, Ms. Wall, can you mention the name of our circus in the book? I will, I will give you advertising fees, of course, not too much, you know, I want to raise a lot of people."

Can this be done? The leader is very smart... This is the first time Foress knows that he can "publish" advertisements like newspapers and magazines, and the form is more concealed and natural.

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Between the waves and undulating, there were rows of artillery passenger ships on both sides sailing on the safe channel, and they did not dare to deviate at all.

On the east side of Olawi Island, once you deviate from the correct route, it often means missing, and even the pirates dare not stay too far away from the safe area.

This ocean is filled with unexplored areas and is full of all kinds of sensational legends!

After working as a volunteer for more than two months and finding four real opportunities to play, Klein said goodbye to lift patients, brush toilets, clean vomit, and other work, and boarded a ship to the Galgas Islands.

At the Tarot meeting in early March, he successfully hired the "Hidden" Gadriya through a separate conversation and would meet with the other party in the "White City" Nas, the capital of the Gargas Islands, and take the "Star General" ship to the nearly illusory dangerous ocean in the easternmost part of the Sunian Sea to find the wild mermaids living there.

"Hidden" Gadriya seemed very interested in the real meeting with members of the Tarot Society. After only thinking for a few seconds, she agreed to the "world" request, but based on the degree of danger, she offered a relatively high price:

3,000 pounds!

Klein's first reaction was to give up and instead take the ghost ship of Mr. "The Hanging Man". However, considering that the latter followed many sailors of the Storm Church, he was not so free, and the danger of going to the easternmost area of ​​the Sunian Sea was indeed high, he finally agreed to the request of Ms. "The Hermit", and the other party would wait for a month near the Galgas Islands starting in early April, and terminate the cooperation if it exceeded the time limit.

In order not to waste a deposit of 1,000 pounds, Klein did not wait for the digestion to be completed, so he set out from Olavi Island and headed straight for the Galgas Islands.

Of course, with the previous summary and the opportunity to play the role, he is very close to the complete digestion of the "Faceless Man" potion. Even if he no longer plays the role, he can continue to play the role of German Sparrow in two or three weeks.

For this reason, coupled with the identity of "world" has been bound to German Sparo, so after Klein left the hospital, he became a crazy and powerful adventurer, but he had done a certain "disguise".

Looking at the undulating sea level outside the cabin, Klein finally saw the port city with white rocks as the main material for the house.

The easternmost colony of the Fsac Empire, the capital of the Gargas Islands, Nas!

"This is finally going abroad..." Klein watched a fishing boat carrying whales and flesh sail into the port, and the rough feeling seemed to be substance.

At the same time, he found that many ships flying pirate flags were parked in the port without any hindrance.

Sure enough, to the east of Olavi Island is a pirate's paradise... Klein put on his hat, carried his luggage, and after the passenger ship stopped, he walked out of the cabin and entered the dock along the suspension ladder.

After walking a few steps, he saw a group of pirates suspected of having a conflict with the local gang. Both sides drew out their weapons and fought with a thump.

Klein passed by quietly without any thought of stopping it.

At this moment, he saw a guy who was suspected to be a local man taking out a few cans from his pocket, opening the lid, and throwing it towards the center of the road.

"What does this mean?" Klein almost laughed, and immediately thought of an object famous at sea.

Canned wolf fish!

Canned wolf fishes popular in the east coast of Fsak, the Gargas Islands and other places!

As soon as the thought emerged, an indescribable fishy smell penetrated Klein's nose.

His face twitched a few times, forcibly endured his physical discomfort, and quickly left the area.

The pirates who were attacked vomited a small number on the spot, while the rest hurriedly dragged their companions away, as if they had lost their combat effectiveness.
Chapter completed!