In Reinas in March, more than half a month has passed since the last snow in late winter.

Victor stood in front of the mirror, arranging his clothes, a simple and decent black gentleman's formal suit, and the white bow tie at the neckline was adjusted to the best position.

"Lisa, what day is it today?"

Looking at himself in the mirror, compared to three months ago, the dejected temperament on his face has long disappeared, and his thin cheeks have gradually become richer due to the dual effects of improved food and a good mood during this period, but his complexion is slightly lighter. Pale, not pathological, but the consequence of prolonged absence of sunlight.

Putting on the glasses that have been prepared, the scholar's temperament is undoubtedly revealed.

"Teacher, today is March 12."

Standing next to her was a young-looking girl, holding a coat and a diary with her itinerary in her hands.

"It's been more than two months since March 12th. There are still four months left until the half-year agreement, and it's still the same today, right?"

After taking over the jacket and putting it on, after two months, Victor still has a fresh memory of what happened that day.

He accepted Donald's help and pulled the Society and himself back from the dead end, but he had no choice but to accept his conditions.

The half-year agreement was like a whip whipping his back constantly.

What he has must give up, this is something he has known for a long time.

"Teacher, please sit down."

Dressing up is just a preliminary preparation. The girl quickly took out a lot of things from the drawer next to the mirror, including fake sideburns, beards and so on that she bought at a high price.

Before going out, he had to put on makeup for nearly half an hour.

Today, he still has a place on the most wanted list of the Renas government, and it is still high, and it has not changed this month.

Just relying on the box of treasure left by Donald, he bribed a considerable number of people and made them turn a blind eye to his activities. At the same time, with the help of the "suddenly" stele and the translation left by Donald, he quickly communicated with him. Literary sects hooked up.

According to Donald's plan, the stele was "accidentally" discovered, and it attracted the attention of the news agency in Reinas City, and the people of that world would have a strong curiosity about this special phenomenon that suddenly appeared.

The fermentation of public opinion soon caught the attention of the literary sects who had been pursuing this type of item. When they sent someone to check it and confirmed that it was a fake slate, it immediately increased the popularity of public opinion.

His presence was just right.

As a scholar, he provided the literary sect with several words from Donald's translations, which allowed him to easily enter each other's circles.

The exchanges between scholars are often very simple. Instead of telling them that they are rich and powerful, it is better to actually come up with an article or other things that can prove their literary literacy, as long as they think you are genuine. Talented people will naturally invite you.

After accepting an invitation and being warmly welcomed by the attendees, Victor immediately understood the value of the translation Donald gave him.

So after returning, Victor immediately devoted himself to the research of the Lost Slate in a state of hunger.

It has to be said that as a top scientist, no one can question Victor's ability in learning. In just a few weeks, he has changed from a person who can only "pretend" to a capable person. People who chat with those scholars.

Through this relationship, he continued to consolidate his position in the literary sect, and even planned to join in and take this opportunity to start implementing the second half of the plan that Donald left him.

For the nobles and other high-ranking people in Reinas City, in order to elevate their status and show their family background, they are committed to inviting all kinds of scholars to participate in their own receptions, even if they are just to stay. For a while, you can let them reveal their identities in the upper class.

This is the same as the commonly used "talking and laughing with Confucian scholars, and no white ding" in exchanges.

Regardless of whether this person has a culture or not, it is not easy for him to be supported by high-level intellectuals.

And Victor took the opportunity to chat with the characters in those literary sects, and easily obtained the information of various big figures in Renas City.

"The sorting of the list should be completed as soon as possible. We are running out of time. How is the manuscript writing?"

The self in the mirror has changed greatly. Victor put the pocket watch in his jacket pocket, the watch chain was exposed, got up to get the cane, and asked again.

"We have already written a part of the preliminary manuscript, which vaguely mentions the remarks about the sage's presentation. According to your thoughts, the words are so obscure that it leaves room for people to wonder if doing so will not advance the progress. Great?"

When she thinks about it, it always takes a lot of publicity to make a rumor deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"No, the more obscure the better, Lisa, you have to remember that human beings don't cherish things that are easy to get, they don't fully believe what is in the newspaper, but if it is their own inference Or the content of the reverie will impress them.”

Leaving the brooding students behind, Victor left with an undisguised solemnity on his face.

What he said was just one of the reasons.

Why just spread some vague information?

On the one hand, the translation of the literary sect has not yet been completed, or he has not put out all his achievements. At this time, throwing out some content will only make people suspicious.

On the other hand, Victor is procrastinating as much as possible and keeping track of the progress. So far, he has only taken out less than one-third of the content of the translation, and some of it is translated from the literary sect. is repeated.

He must ensure that the fermentation time of things can be delayed as much as possible, after all, the hot spots of a thing are time-limited.

Pushing open the door, the sun in March was still warm, and it should have been warm and comfortable on his face, but now he felt suffocated because of the "props" on his face.

"One day, I will walk calmly in the sun without any cover"

Taking a step, Victor wondered when that day would come.

Maybe only after the man comes back.

Where is he now?

La Pagade.

The City of High Ridge, also known as the City of Justice!

The shrine of the sect of justice, the place where the first miracles appeared, and the place of pilgrimage for the believers of the sect of justice.

This is a city built on a holy mountain. All buildings are built around the mountain, with pure white as the main color, square marble bricks spread everywhere, tall and clean stone pillars and those flat and beautiful houses can be seen everywhere.

Factories that are common in other areas do not exist here. Not only can you not see chimneys, but even cars are very rare on the streets. Most of the people coming and going are ordinary horse-drawn carriages or people on foot.

People's attire is also mainly retro, and formal clothes can occasionally be seen, but those more fashionable clothes are almost non-existent here, but this does not give people a sense of discomfort, but believes that this is a normal phenomenon.

The sky is often blue sky and white clouds

Just looking at it makes me feel good.

Perhaps because of the high location, the sun here seems to be more dazzling than anywhere else

The same is true today.

Because of this, the city never lacks visitors.

It's just that a few special people came today.

At least in the eyes of the manager of the fruit shop. He has been selling fruit here for more than ten years, and he doesn't know how many people come and go.

Today, this group of people left a deep impression on him.

There is a gentle and handsome young man. From the store manager's point of view, he is definitely the "boss" of the group, not only because he is in the center of the line, but because everyone walks towards him intentionally or unintentionally. When talking, other people will be subconsciously quiet

There is always a smile on his face, but it always makes people feel a sense of distance. He is clearly holding a pure white cat with a golden hair on his head standing in front of him, but it seems untouchable, even His face was a little blurry.

There is a very beautiful woman, although he is in his fifties, the store manager still has to admit that he is moved when he sees her. The feeling is very beautiful, but it makes him a little panic, so much so that Inexplicably undercharged by 1 pence.

There was a burly and strong man with a beard on his lips. He looked gentle on his face, but he gave off a sturdy and wild aura when he raised his hands and feet. Occasional eye contact, the dark golden light in his eyes made his legs even worse. Trembling subconsciously.

There are also two cute and delicate little girls, one is always drinking lemonade expressionlessly, the other can be regarded as the most normal in this group, but when he handed out the apple in his hand, he was caught by the strong man. When he fell down with no intention of intimidation, the translucent palm that suddenly appeared again and again made him want to take the opportunity to touch the forehead of the cute little girl completely extinguished.

When they left, the store manager came back to his senses, and his back was covered with sweat.

"After nearly half a year, it's finally here!"

Donald, whose temperament became more introverted and calm, raised his chin slightly, let his cheeks bathe in the sun, and said softly.

After leaving the ruins of the plague ~lightnovelpub.net~, the group buried their heads on their way.

This time, there was no accident in the middle of the journey. Donald did not choose to stay in some places in order to be in a hurry.

After nearly two months, they finally reached this destination.

"Do we have to wait for another group to arrive now?"

Because of the training and talent along the way, Anthony, who was taller than when he left Demingham, stood aside and asked.

"Of course, we're going to the Temple of Justice Stephanie together, and we need a hotel."

Donald didn't forget the content of the mission. Julia's body is nothing but a soul, and her body doesn't know where to go.

"clear."

Stephanie, who put on a dress, just snapped her fingers, and a passerby turned around immediately, and took the initiative to greet and introduce the best hotel nearby.

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