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"Let's sit first." Panis pulled a chair next to the long table and made a gesture to everyone to take a seat: "Don't always stand and talk. Finally, there is a normal place. It's not as difficult as the environment in the forest. You have to take a good rest."

"Pennis, you won't be..." Catherine was surprised and looked like she was seeing a ghost: "You don't really want to eat, right?"

"Why not?" Panis spread his hands, looking innocent: "It is rare that Mr. Sandy is invited to you with great affection. How can we bear to refuse his kindness? Don't think too much. Since you have been generals, it is useless to be nervous. Why don't you relax and think about how to turn the defeat. If you are really doomed to fail, it's better to give up directly and wait for the next round to turn the tables. So, at this time, instead of sulking with yourself, it's better to sit down and relax, come on, please sit down."

Catherine sat down in a daze as Penis said, but still frowned and asked, "But what if there is any problem with these foods?"

"Haha, it's impossible." Panis shook his head and said with a smile: "You can also see from the image that the guy acted like a gentleman from beginning to end, paying great attention to aristocratic etiquette in every move. This idiot would regard aristocratic demeanor more than anything else. How could such a person do such a very ungraceful behavior as a food? Besides, don't underestimate a qualified professional explorer's ability to distinguish toxins. If he does it in the food, I can tell it as soon as I enter the door."

"No, right." Catherine suddenly stared at Penis at a squint: "It's a thief's ability to tell the difference between toxins and what does it have to do with the explorer."

"Uh, part-time, part-time, hahahaha." Panis scratched his head dryly, turned his head and said loudly, "Don't stand there, take your seat."

To be fair, the banquet prepared by the wizard Sandy is not rich. Compared with the banquets of various nobles and rich people in humans, it can only be described as shabby. However, when it appears at this time and at this place, it immediately gives the level of the banquet a qualitative leap. After all, there are probably not many people who can do it in the heart of the Shining Forest.

Pannis poured everyone a glass of fennel wine that was still air-conditioned. Except for the three professional ladies of the casting stubbornly refused to drink, the rest of the people also felt that enjoying the banquet prepared by the enemy on the battlefield was a very interesting behavior, so they also picked up the wine glass. For a moment, the anger and depression caused by Sandy's teasing were relieved to the greatest extent, and everyone showed a slightly relaxed smile on their faces.

Catherine took a sip of the rich and golden and transparent fennel wine, and sighed comfortably with almost unaware of it. As a descendant of the Northern Falars who are obsessed with drinking, her love for wine is almost engraved into the instinct of the deep bloodline. After more than a month of travel and adventure, she could sit down and eat a pretty hearty meal and drink a glass of authentic Conigan fennel wine. Although this feeling would not have any obvious effect on the tired body in actual conditions, it played a good soothing effect on the same exhausted spirit.

Serene sighed, put down the wine glass and leaned back gently, and leaned back on the back of the chair while maintaining etiquette. She turned her eyes to Lina, who was the most standardized among the ten people who followed the table etiquette. Lina did not do this at other times, but often did some behaviors that were not in line with the dining norms, but was obviously influenced by the old-fashioned Miss Marple, and every move seemed to be carved from a mold. Catherine smiled helplessly and said softly: "Lina, if Miss Marple is convenient, please help me talk to everyone and tell me what problems she saw."

Lina stopped and thought for a while, but did not answer immediately. Instead, she put down her knife and fork, adjusted her sitting position, wiped the corners of her mouth and fingers that were originally clean, and then asked after all the preparations: "Do you want her to tell me?"

"Well, no need." Catherine shook her head: "No need, you can tell me."

"Okay." Lina opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was completely stunned. She was stunned for a few seconds before she said dejectedly: "Forget it, I can't remember at all, let her do it."

The next moment, the mercenaries on Dora's side even the three people from the Adventure Group were almost surprised and screamed out of control. Under everyone's eyes, Lina had a fundamental change. Unlike in the eyes of the three members of the Adventure Group, Lina had changed only in the temperament of young women, but now Lina has not changed any changes in movement, sitting posture, and expression from the previous moment, and even the subtle position of the eyebrows and mouth corners has not changed even a little, but it gives people an inexplicable feeling - an old man is sitting in front of her.

It has nothing to do with appearance. Even if Lina has a beautiful appearance at the age of twenty, it has nothing to do with vitality. Even if Lina has a youthful vitality at the age of twenty, what is changed is only the eyes, and the clear and lively eyes disappear, and it is replaced by an old and wise gaze.

"I'm Jane Maple." The voice of his speech also became slow and old, but his tone was exactly the same as that of Lina's speech all day today: "I'm old and don't want to take up too much time for you young people, so I'll briefly summarize the issues I know, hoping it will be helpful to you."

The same tone and the same expression, but compared with Lina's previous imitation, if Lina shows her old-fashioned and seriousness, then the real Miss Marple shows her seriousness in things, her persistence in etiquette and rules, and her understanding of life.

"First of all, let's talk about the other person." Miss Marple got up and pulled the chair back a few steps, then sat down again. Even when sitting on the backrest chair, her body remained upright and straight, and her movements were as rigorous as the queen who was receiving the audience of her subjects: "From his behavioral habits, he valued his identity very much and was proud of being a noble. He constantly emphasized this through language and etiquette in his conversation with you, and perhaps even this is the case in his daily life. This is a hallmark feature of a person who receives the education of a veteran aristocratic family, and it is also consistent with his original identity, the legendary master of the noble."

"However, he is a man wanted by the Mage Guild. He has been wanted for thirty-seven years. Logically speaking, even if he is an old nobleman, when he hides his identity for thirty-seven years, he has been infected by a down-and-out life, he should no longer have such a living habit. Now, in fact, he still retains this habit. This only shows that he has not been down-and-out for the past thirty-seven years, and even maintains a life similar to his original status, which leads to the current situation."

"So let's analyze what situation will cause him to still have such a life when he is wanted. At the beginning, I thought he might be supported by a noble family with rich backgrounds, but I quickly ruled out this possibility. The mages who were supported by the family are hidden behind the scenes, and his habit can only be maintained by standing in front of the stage for a long time, so this is not the reason."

"Then I thought of another reason, would he abandon his identity as a mage and pretend to be a simple noble? But this is impossible, because only a mage can cover his face with a hood all day without being suspected. If he is just a simple noble, he will never be able to escape from the world. There will always be a day when others see him, but the actual situation is that no one has ever seen him, so I have ruled out this reason."

"But in the end, I looked back and looked at the second reason I had originally ruled out and found a problem. In fact, he could still maintain his identity as a mage and disguise himself as a simple noble. I thought it was impossible before, because this was too obvious. No matter which country, the high-level mage was also a great noble, it would always attract the attention of the mage guild and the Mercenary Union Adventurer guild that issued the wanted order. After all, even after thirty-seven years, these three guilds did not give up their wanted and tracking of him. But later I thought that only in one place, the high-level mage became a noble would not arouse the suspicion of these three guilds."

"Bout?" Panis asked tentatively: "Bout of the Land of the Mage?"

"Not bad." Miss Marple answered affirmatively: "A drop of water is the safest to hide in the sea. So, similarly, where is the safest to hide a high-level mage of a noble? Butter, the country of mages that hides all lords and great nobles, is the safest to hide. So now it is almost confirmed that the other party's foundation is Butter, which is the best tracking direction."

"After talking about the foundation of this person, let's consider where he came from this time." Miss Marple stood up, walked back to the table, looked at the things on the table, and showed a noble smile with a hint of a proud smile: "If he hadn't left these things like this to mock and provoke you, he wouldn't have left so many clues for people to investigate. First of all, the tableware. Everyone should take a closer look at all the tableware on the table. Each tableware is very exquisitely made and expensive, and the styles of these tableware are very similar. There is a problem here. Although these tableware look like the same set, they are not actually the case at all, and even their production locations are different. For example, Mr. Pannis, you should know the origin of the tableware you use."

"It should be produced in Ferrellogaard, the westernmost city of Neville's Federation. The patterns on them are directly pressed by the unique stamping method there." Pannis replied.

"It's there." Miss Marple turned to Catherine again: "Miss Catherine, your cutlery."

"The specialty of the elves city Boduan, the patterns are made of elves seal carving." Catherine didn't look at the plates on the table.

"Yes, that's it. The plates on the table come from at least four or five different areas far away." Miss Marple said: "Most nobles themselves cannot distinguish these things, unless he is a very expert in appraisal. It is normal to mistakenly think it is one set and use it incorrectly."
Chapter completed!