Xia Lan is still wearing that black robe. Sometimes Hermiya wonders if this guy doesn't have any other clothes? Of course, she won't ask him this question stupidly.````

Perhaps because she didn't want to make people feel suspicious of the outfit, Xia Lan would put down her wide hood whenever she arrived in the town, revealing his handsome and cold face. Hermiya was imaginatively shocked when she saw him for the first time. At the beginning of the first encounter, she subconsciously thought that the other party was a middle-aged man over thirty, because his voice was too deep, so deep that it was not as loud as an ordinary young man could make.

However, the facts proved that she was wrong, she was ridiculously wrong!

Lord Xia Lan is very young and handsome, and judging from the strength he showed, there is no doubt that he is a genius, a powerful swordsman who is more talented than Catherland, and his generous moves are enough to prove that he is a very wealthy person.

He is young and rich, has extraordinary heroism and is extremely powerful.

These three points alone can make him the perfect man in the eyes of countless girls.

Unfortunately, he was too cold, so cold that everyone was afraid of it, and so cold that everyone dared not approach it.

From Brito to Port Louis, Hermiya could even remember clearly the few times she had chatted with Xia Lan. It was difficult to talk about silent people, but Xia Lan was not the kind of dull person, but his words were too concise and too straightforward, which was so suffocating.

To sum up, he is a person who doesn't like nonsense.

Hermiya doesn't like such people, but she doesn't hate such people either, so her relationship with Xia Lan has always maintained a deliberate distance. If it weren't for her mother's business, she believed that she would never have any intersection with such people.

When Xia Lan returned to the hotel, she saw Hermiya, who was sleepy at the table and chairs in the lobby. When she saw herself, he had already sat opposite her.

"His Excellency Xia Lan, where have you been going this day?" Hermiya suddenly felt cheered up and maintained a respectful attitude in her words.

"I went to meet someone." Since seeing Hermiya and Catherland sitting in the lobby, Xia Lan naturally knew that the other party must have something to ask himself.

"Who is that kind-hearted man?" Hermiya said in a shock.

"Yes!" Xia Lan nodded and admitted.

"Can you tell me what you said?" Hermiya looked at Xia Lan and said nervously.

"Sadly, he was not in Port Louis when I went to see him."

Unexpectedly, Xia Lan's next answer was like a basin of cold water extinguishing the excitement in Hermiya's heart.

"Ah——" Hermiya was stunned for a moment, and someone in her little head drooped down dejectedly. She said, "I'm sorry for making you worry. Do you know when he will come back?"

"I heard from the servants in his mansion that he would not come back in about three or four days." Xia Lan said indifferently.

"Since that's the case, can we take our mother to take her time to see the pharmacist in Port Louis to check out the condition?" Hermiya asked with her spirit. She had this idea in her mind when she took her mother out for the scenery of Port Louis today, but she was not familiar with the place and was short of money. So she finally gave up this plan and thought to wait for His Excellency Xia Lan to come back before making a decision.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Xia Lan said.

"Why?" Hermia said with her eyes. She and her mother were willing to follow Xia Lan to Port Louis just to treat her mother? How could he go back on his word now?

"After visiting Mr. Hartley, I went to the Alchemy Association. As a result, the reception of the Alchemy Association told me that all the pharmacists in the association went to Minas to participate in academic exchanges." Xia Lan said calmly.

Hermiya knew that she had misunderstood Xia Lan when she heard this. It turned out that the other party was also concerned about her mother's condition. For a moment, she said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I don't know you have..."

"If there is nothing to do, take a break as soon as possible. I may rarely come back if I have something to do these days." Xia Lan interrupted Hermiya's apology and said bluntly.

Hermiya looked at Catherland, who had been silent all the time around her. Judging from his appearance, she knew that he had nothing to ask. She thought about it for a while and found that there was really nothing to ask before she barely got up and said goodbye: "Please, please tell us if there is any latest news."

"Katherland stays."

When Hermiya turned and left, Catherland stood up at the same time and prepared to follow along, Xia Lan's words immediately made Catherland stand still, and then sat back without saying a word.

Seeing this, Hermia gently bit her lip. She knew that the two men had something to say, but she wanted to know, but she had no reason to stay again, so she had to go back to the guest room to rest unwillingly, thinking that she would ask Catherland again the next day.

"Starting tomorrow, I need you to do something."

After Hermia disappeared in the lobby and returned to the guest room, Xia Lan opened directly to the point.

"What should I do if Hermia and Ms. Anderin are safe?" Catherland said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry about this, no one will hurt their lives!" Xia Lan said.

"I'm still worried." Catherland said.

"Do you have a choice?" Xia Lan said coldly.

Catherland's fist under the table was tight and loose, loose and tight. After a long time, he said, "Can I see Hermiya every day?"

"Maybe." Xia Lan's answer was a bit ambiguous.

"What do you want me to do?" Catheran said in a suppressed voice.

"It's very simple. I need you to monitor some people and tell me their movements at all times." Xia Lan said.

"Is there any danger?" Catherland stared at Xia Lan.

"It depends on your ability to hide yourself." Xia Lan said indifferently, reaching out to take out a bottle from her arms and throwing it to the other party, saying, "This thing can save your life when you are at the most dangerous time."

Catherland took the bottle and carefully observed the cyan liquid loaded in the bottle. It was a bottle of potion, a bottle of potion that had no effect.

"Who do I need to monitor?" Catherland said.

"Everything has been marked here." Xia Lan seemed to be ready. At some point, there was a piece of rolled up parchment in her hand. He threw it to Catherland and quietly watched the other party open the parchment.

"The apprentice of the blacksmith shop, the owner of the tailor shop, the patrol soldier, the sailor of the Asuka..." Catherland murmured to himself. After a long time, he took a deep breath, his eyes looked straight at Xia Lan as if he had a sharp sword and said, "Are you sure you are not teasing me?"

"I don't like teasing people." Xia Lan ignored Catherland's anger and said, "If you are willing to joke about your life, you can even underestimate these people."

Facing Xia Lan's casual warning, Catherland did not dare not ignore it. He seemed to have no reason to deceive himself. If he wanted his life, he would have killed himself with one sword. Why wait until now to be so slow and trouble?

"Since these people are so valued by you, why don't you monitor them in person?" Catherland said in confusion.

"Because there are other important things waiting for me to deal with." Xia Lan said.

"You are such a mysterious person." Catherland didn't know whether he was mocking or sighing.

“The opportunity is only reserved for those who are prepared.”

Xia Lan left after leaving such an inexplicable sentence, and Catherland was still thinking about the meaning of his words in the lobby.

...

After a busy day, Xia Lan, who was slightly tired from physical and mental health, returned to the room and lay directly on the soft bed. He closed his eyes and breathed smoothly, as if he was asleep. In fact, he did not fall asleep because his brain was still moving to think.

Last night he was interrogating himself a question: What was his purpose in Port Louis?

There is no doubt that his purpose was the remains of Galbo.

Then, the question came. He brought Hermiya and his daughter to Port Louis in order to gain the trust of Sir Holebas so that the relics could be easily excavated. However, the appearance of the mysterious man in black completely disrupted his plan. If the other party came from the subvert Fang, once the excavation operation began, it would inevitably attract the attention of the subvert Fang. Then, there would be a conflict with the subvert Fang. Is he sure that he could defeat the subvert Fang and seize the relics? The answer was impossible!

Therefore, how to successfully obtain the relics became his primary concern now.

First, Sir Holebath's trust must be obtained. Without Sir Holebath's help, he could not easily excavate the relics, so he visited Sir Holebath, but unfortunately the other party was not in the mansion. Second, how to avoid his excavation actions from being overturned and even intervened? This is the key, so he decided to seek help from the Radiant Church. Third, he neither wanted the Radiant Church to know the existence of the Radiant Church nor did he want to reveal his identity. So how could he obtain the help of the Radiant Church?

As a result, he returned late at night today.

On the one hand, he investigated the members of the subverted Fang lurking in Port Louis based on the vague game memory of the previous life. The puffer he gave Catherland recorded what he knew about the subverted Fang. He needed Catherland to monitor them. These members may not be strong, but they are the foundation of the subverted Fang in Port Louis. If all actions will inevitably not avoid these members, only by knowing oneself can know the enemy. Catherland is his eye for investigating the subverted Fang's movements!

On the other hand, he found someone, someone who could make the Holy Temple of Light help him deal with the subverted Fang.

Her name is Adrina Georgia.

She is a woman, or rather, she is a girl, because she is only seventeen years old this year.
Chapter completed!