Edmund Moen smiled when he left, and it seemed that the negotiation was quite satisfactory to him, but the prince politely declined Gao Wen's kindness to invite him to stay for supper - he said he would return to the Silver Fort as soon as possible, and the old king was still waiting for his good news.

After Edmund left, Rebecca commented: "It seems like a very kind person - I thought the crown prince would be a very difficult person to get along with, a lot of court etiquette and so on..."

"That's because he was in front of him an elder from seven hundred years ago, not a devastated border viscount," Gowen glanced at Rebecca. "Do you think he is showing his usual appearance here? On the contrary, because his performance just now almost completely matches my communication habits, I am sure that he came after doing his homework."

Rebecca: "Ah?"

Gao Wen thought about it and explained to her: "The so-called negotiation skills, no matter how many things are summarized, it is nothing more than what people say. At first, he visited a 'noble parent' with a very high generation, showing just the right kind of politeness and maturity. Then he noticed my way of speaking and attitude, and immediately became relaxed and humorous. This made me more willing to talk to him, which was a great skill."

Rebecca scratched her hair: “……Eh?”

Gao Wen sighed: "...You should study the four ways of rubbing fireball techniques."

Even if Rebecca had a stubborn mind, she could feel Gao Wen's deep helplessness at this time. She was suddenly a little nervous: "My ancestor, am I... a little too stupid in this regard?"

"Everyone has its own strengths, your talents are not here, so don't force them," Gao Wen patted Rebecca's head (height is to do whatever he wants), "and to be honest, I don't like this intrigue skill very much. I still prefer the style of the past when a group of people put life and death aside, burying their heads is to make a life in the wasteland..."

Rebecca nodded in a vague way, and then asked curiously: "By the way, ancestors, are you all saying true?"

Gao Wen: "What are you referring to?"

Rebecca asked seriously: "Will you really give more than 30 names to a kind of red wine back then, and then each name is also accompanied by sonnets?"

Gao Wen sighed: "Of course it's true."

"Sounds amazing!"

"But in fact it is because of poverty, because the pioneering team had not even arrived at the Holy Spirit Plain. Before finding the grain-producing area, it was difficult for everyone to fill their stomachs. We gave more than thirty names to a wine because we had only one wine at that time, and it was the last barrel. We gave it sonnets because there was no other entertainment except these. So you have to know that the complex etiquette and rules of the nobles were either full or hungry, and were essentially boring."

Rebecca's eyes shining, and it felt like it added a lot of great knowledge - Aunt Hetty never taught her these things!

At this time, the window of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Amber jumped in from outside the window. She threw herself on the chair, shook her legs and joked with Gao Wen: "You old man is quite interesting! Just by saying that just now, my evaluation of you will be greater than that of all the nobles!"

"Don't call me, I'm in my prime!" Gao Wen glared at Amber, "And didn't you let you patrol outside? Are you trying to be lazy when you sneak in?"

Amber shook her body on the chair, as if she couldn't calm down for a moment: "I patroled, and then I didn't find anything, so I came in and had a drink of water. You can't let me rest - then again, why are you so sure that someone will come to the door secretly? Look at the princes, they all came in through the gate..."

"If the princes climbed over the wall, then Charlie would probably jump out of the coffin like me," Gao Wen shook his lips, "but not everyone who wants to learn something from me will come in through the gate. I am here today, just waiting for these people."

"Okay, okay, you're the boss now," Amber waved his hand, poured himself a cup of tea and poured it down, then got up and walked towards the window, but before jumping out, she turned back and pinched two pieces from the muffin that Gao Wen was preparing to be a refreshment. "It's cold outside, I'll eat something to make up for it."

Gao Wen was very sorry for the Trailblazer Sword not in his hand.

Then he looked at his great-granddaughter on the N+1 floor: "You go back to the house to rest first. To meet the king tomorrow, you must face it in the best condition."

Rebecca nodded and asked immediately, "Where are you, lord of ancestor?"

"I am used to going to bed late, and I plan to go to the study," Gao Wen said. "I have to see how much I have changed here."

Rebecca obediently said good night to Gao Wen, turned around and left the room, while Gao Wen stood there for a while before walking towards the study on the second floor.

Gowen Cecil is famous for his force, but he is not a martial artist who only knows how to dance with swords and guns. In fact, he is also half a erudite and herbalist, and he likes reading books in his spare time. Therefore, in the mansion at No. 4 Crown Street, in addition to a collection room where the owner stores weapons, armor and spoils, there is also a large study room.

Sitting at the desk restored by later generations, Gao Wen was pondering while tapping the desktop with his fingers. His eyes moved between the ancient bookshelf and the paintings on the wall, and finally fell back to the desktop.

The memories that did not belong to him in his mind surged up again, making him feel a little inexplicable familiarity with the things in front of him. He lamented the efforts of the people in later generations - they not only restored the furniture here, but even the magic water quill and paper on the desk were placed in the most familiar position of Gowen Cecil during his lifetime. This almost paranoid recovery even made him feel a little scared.

It was as if someone had known that he would come back and had specially prepared this place.

But although the memory is clear, it is not his own after all, and it is difficult to resonate emotionally. Gao Wen quickly withdrew his gaze, left the seat and leaned on the ground, groping on the floor under the table.

A secret lattice was opened, and he felt his fingers touching a piece of cold metal. After fumbled into a pull ring on the metal surface, he lifted it out of the secret lattice.

It was an exquisite little box, emitting a cold silver light, and it was still as new after seven hundred years.

Seeing this small box, Gao Wen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Still there.

Perhaps most of the things in this mansion are no longer original, but some things can be stored for more than seven hundred years, such as a small safe made of Mithril.

The box is engraved with complex magic patterns, but in addition to these patterns, a sword and shield is cast with fine gold and star iron on it. The emblem has exquisite characters next to it, as well as the joint seal of Charles I and Gowan Cecil.

These marks and words, coupled with the secret orders passed down from generation to generation within the Moen family (Ansu Royal Family), can ensure that even if someone rebuilt the main body of the house and finds the small box, it will be sealed in its original place again.

But this is also because Gao Wen was not too late to "resurrect", because the ancient secret orders and the deterrent power of the ancestors would lose their effectiveness over time, especially now it is the Second Dynasty, and the influence of the First Dynasty is falling to the bottom. If he comes later and the mansion undergoes a complete renovation again, no one can guarantee the whereabouts of this small box.

Gao Wen solemnly put the small box on the table. If the most important purpose of this trip to the capital was the "permanent pioneering power", then the Misin safe in front of him was the second important purpose.

He did not bring Rebecca to find the box. It was not that he did not trust the descendant of his theoretical knowledge, but because he was not sure whether the box was still there. If he mysteriously brought a look of "Old ancestors will show you something good" and he would not find anything on the ground. That would be so embarrassing.

Gao Wen injected magic into the magic pattern on the surface of the box in the way he remembered, and then applied a drop of his blood on the emblem in the center of the box lid. The inside of this small magic item immediately made a crisp mechanical movement sound, and then the lid bounced slightly.

There were very few things inside. Except for a few crystals that had lost their magic and could only serve as decorations, there was only a platinum disc the size of a palm. Gao Wen put the crystals aside for the time being, picked up the disc and looked at them.

Its surface is also engraved with complex magic patterns, but in addition to the magic patterns, there are some characters that seem to float on the disk and keep shaking slightly. They are seals used to communicate with elements.

"Okay, now the key is obtained..."

Gao Wen murmured in a low voice, stuffing the crystal and the disc into his arms, but just as he got up, a breeze suddenly blew across his ears.

He immediately picked up a short sword that was set aside by the table, and his muscles were tightened all over his body and prepared for the battle.

"This keenness and reaction force seems to be true," said a young woman's voice from the window. Gao Wen then noticed that the window in the study had been opened at some point, and a woman wearing a veil and wearing a purple dress appeared out of thin air and walked towards the direction of the window. "Please relax. People like you and me, if they fight, I'm afraid that half of the city will be shocked..."

Before the woman finished speaking, a quick black shadow suddenly rushed down from the roof, accompanied by Amber's shouting: "Little thief! I finally caught you-a-ah!"

Amber, Shadow Affinity Master, Sneak and Shadow Steps add to full ghost beast-level talents, but because of the frontal combat power, he was beaten away by a mysterious woman.

However, the mysterious woman seemed to be shocked, and she hadn't reacted after knocking Amber away: "What was that just now?"

Gao Wen held the dagger in his hand, but still did not relax: "If that's right, it's my guard."

"Ah, sorry," the mysterious woman hurriedly apologized. This attitude was surprising. She glanced at the direction where the amber fell, turned her head to explain, "Suddenly rushed out and took action subconsciously. But don't worry, she is fine, at most a little dizzy."

Gao Wen breathed a little relieved, but his attitude did not relax at all: "Who are you?"

"Sorry, it seems that my appearance is a bit lacking in consideration," the mysterious woman stood on the windowsill and bowed politely. "Misins Treasure House greets you, please allow me to introduce myself. I am your VIP Specialist, Melita Pernia, and I am all your savings in the Treasure House of Sages."
Chapter completed!