Just one coin is not enough to divination about the third candidate. Even if Luvia has used the time of the players in the big city to promote from the third ring to the fourth ring, her "cost divination" has not been greatly reduced. Demand for Currency Relics.
On the contrary, she finally obtained the information about "Fort Midhill" that she applied to the Headquarters of the Prophet Association. There are a lot of descriptions about it, but it is useless to Shad, and he will not enter that place again.
The only thing that surprised him was that the Association of Prognosticators believed that the "extinct volcano" of Mount Xical was not a naturally formed volcano, but a volcano formed by external forces the day after tomorrow. Moreover, there is still the possibility of Mount Xical erupting, but it may not be magma.
"Does the association believe that once the death erupts, the most likely point of eruption is the top of Mount Xical?"
Xia De was puzzled, but Luvia couldn't figure it out either.
From the basement of his home to the abandoned tower in the Sikar Mountain, after practicing swinging a knife a hundred times in the forest in front of the tower, he went all the way down the mountain and entered the inner city.
Cassandra Auction House can be regarded as the most famous chain auction house in the entire Old Continent. And the headquarters of the auction house is in the city center of Fort Midhill.
Together with the Church of Nature, the Church of the Dawn and the Town Hall of the diocese, the auction house is located in the city center on Via Santa Carla. Although geographically, this is not the center of the city, but to the south, but this nearby area is the economic, political and cultural center of the entire city.
The two ends of Santa Carla Avenue are Oak Street and Punjab Street. The Kingdom's Border Administration and many other important border agencies are located in the former, while the latter is dotted with offices of large and small cross-trading business groups.
"Wait, Punjab Street?"
In the second half of the harvest month, the branches and leaves on the street trees have begun to peel off. When he got off the carriage at Cassandra Auction House, Xia De was startled suddenly, and then turned his head to look at the intersection of Santa Carla Avenue and Punjab Street:
"I remember that in the information passed by the Grey-headed Eagle, the Principality of Set told the Kasenlik people that the goods they helped transfer were in a warehouse on Punjab Street... Wait, this is the same as What do I matter?"
He immediately forgot what suddenly occurred to him, and he was very sure that the loyal MI6 major agent Shade Hamilton had no connection with the evil Carson Riker (Note).
Today, I came to the Kasen Rick Auction House mainly to meet the Great Witch, Granny Zina Cassandra, and Sister Divelin from the Spiritual Order. In addition to thanking the two for their help, I would like to explain in detail what happened between life and death on Saturday night.
Of course, Xia De would not say that he and Priest Augustus both "died" once and then returned from the world of the dead. He only said that he met many strange people in the narrow space between life and death, and even saw a very strong vampire from a distance.
"The other party is really strong, except for the man with wings, maybe the person who caused the scarlet aurora vision above Mount Xikar, or that vampire. After all, the power of a vampire is not always blood-sucking. Is it red?"
Xia De said without any psychological burden.
He saved the middle-aged vampire and his nephew, and the other party was not only a foreigner of a different race, but even a foreigner who spoke Kasenlik, maybe he would never see him again in this lifetime.
"Vampires? There seem to be some long-term residents here, but haven't they been acting as ordinary citizens?"
Granny Cassandra talked with Sister Devlin, and she didn't seem to doubt his words.
The two also told Shad that a total of 17 missing persons, including Priest Augustus, had been successively found yesterday by soldiers of the City Hall and the Royal Army of Delarion on the Wind Riser Trail.
Everyone lost their memories of being, not only because of the level 0 relic itself, but also because living people shouldn't have any memories related to the dead world.
In short, Priest Augustus has successfully returned to the Church of the Dawn. After a physical examination and simple questioning, he was able to return to normal work. Compared with the other sixteen missing persons, there was nothing special about the priest, and none of them remembered what he had done in the prison.
Grandma Cassandra knew that Shad had come to Fort Midhill from Tobesk by special means, so before Shad got up to leave and left, she told him that if he had any trouble in this city, he could come here to find him at any time. She helps. Although Sister Davelyn of the Spiritual Order also heard all this, she didn't express curiosity about Xia De's space leap. .
She didn't understand why the witch would get close to a man, but she also promised Shad the help he could get at any time. She still hasn't told Shad where the order is located, but Shad can contact her through.
After expressing his gratitude again, Xia De said that he wanted to acquire special blood, currency relics and time keys before leaving the Cassandra Auction House. When he walked to the door, someone behind him called his name:
"Mr. John Watson!"
Turning his head, he saw that it was the lobby manager on the first floor of the auction house who had helped Xia De lead the way just now. The brown-haired middle-aged man in a formal suit hurried over and handed Shad a brass-colored card.
Xia De originally thought it was the other party's business card, but after flipping through it, he realized it was not.
"Mr. Watson, this is the VIP card of Cassandra Auction House. It can be used in all auction houses and branches in the Old Continent. I forgot to give it to you just now."
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Dear, this chapter is not finished, there is another page ^0^ I want to contact an officer who is stationed on the Wind Riser Trail, what is the easiest way? "
The camps of these frontier troops are all in the Sikar Mountain, and Shade doesn't want to go into the mountain along the Fengqi trail, it's too far away.
"Do you know the specific troop number or the location of the camp?"
The middle-aged manager asked, Xia De shook his head:
"Only know the rank and name."
"Then I suggest you go to the tavern in the south of the city and inquire. Officers like to go to the city to go to the tavern for recreation during their holidays. They know each other well, and you will find the answer."
Seeing Xia De nodding, he hesitated and said:
"I don't mean to offend the venerable frontier officers, but they are usually...disrespectful and rude, and I'm afraid a gentleman like you would have a hard time dealing with them."
This middle-aged man didn't know Xia De's real identity, but seeing that he was able to win the favor of Ms. Cassandra, the owner of the auction house, he thought that he was a descendant of a young nobleman or a wealthy merchant family.
"What do they like to do in the tavern?"
Xia De asked curiously.
"What else? Women, alcohol, and Rhodes."
"That's it..."
Xia De was thoughtful, he believed that he would get along well with the local officers.
Because it connects the most important train lines in the central and eastern parts of the mainland, the density of pubs and hotels around Fort Midhill Railway Station in the south of the city is astonishing. Even during the daytime on a Tuesday weekday, most of the pubs along the street are still open and crowded.
It happened to be noon, and Xia De wanted to find a place to eat and inquire about information. He didn't want to squeeze into a crowded bistro, but fancy restaurants were expensive and uninformative.
I intend to find a big hotel that looks decent and has a relatively normal business, like the Three Cats Hotel in Tobesk Psalm Square. Just when I was riding in the carriage, the enthusiastic coachman recommended the "Sikal Hotel" on Birch Street, two streets away from the train station.
The name is fairly straightforward, but it seems to leave a deeper impression on people.
"I don't know if 'Xikale' is considered a chain brand. If so, someone will probably come to collect the brand fee."
Xia De thought to himself that only he could understand the meaning of these thoughts.
Fort Midhill City is extremely rich in wood resources, but the buildings built in the old era in the southern city mostly use stone structures due to military and fire prevention needs. The size of the Sika Hotel is far smaller than the Three Cats Hotel in Tobesk City, but this hotel is also divided into four floors on the ground, the upper two floors are for accommodation, and the lower two floors are restaurants and pubs.
It happened to be half past eleven in the morning when Xia De put on his eye shadow and opened the door to enter the hotel. The sun is not bad today, the light shines into the window from the gray stone window frame, leaving bright or dark mottled marks on each table and each guest.
There was a smell of wine in the hotel, and the guests having lunch at this time had already filled two-thirds of the tables on the first floor. The crowded restaurant is buzzing with people of all languages and identities conversing with each other.
Even when Shad entered the door, he heard someone using Carson Rik to complain loudly about the excessive humidity in Fort Midhill in autumn. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com This is a scene that can only be seen in peaceful times.
By the wall, there is a long-haired male bard with a red hat, sitting on a high stool and playing the lute, and there is a silver Kasenlik whistle at his feet.
Seeing that there was an empty table near him, Xia De sat down, then asked the waiter for the menu, and chose some food whose names might suit his taste. He didn't order too much food. After all, he had an appointment to meet Priest Augustus in the afternoon, and the priest still owed him a meal.
When choosing drinks, Xia De subconsciously thought of the sip of wine that Tifa brought to him at dinner yesterday. With a sullen face and no expression, he returned the menu to the waiter, then watched the poet playing and singing, and waited for his lunch to be delivered.
Bards who make money playing in taverns often use heroic epics and legends as materials, and sometimes cater to the needs of the kingdom's officials, singing some news about current affairs while collecting money.
What the poet in front of him sang was the story of the phoenix in the local legend. The current aria has reached the end of the story, and it is a link in which people in the story mourn in memory of the phoenix who died for the city.
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^