"I see…"

After a conversation with the head of the "stock exchange center" who was a little confused in front of him, Lucid could be regarded as figuring out Roselle's "motive for committing the crime."

The reason why this little brother tirelessly hired himself as a consultant is to erect a torii of "authoritative figures" and to "guide" the direction of the stock market at critical moments.

"Ah…"

After a wave of secretly despising Roselle, Lucid left the "Stock Exchange Center."

The pace was brisk, and she was in a good mood.

The Linser director of the "Trading Center" is still very good at talking.

Future cooperation should also go smoothly.

Riding on the carriage that had been waiting for a long time at the entrance of the "Stock Exchange Center", Lucid arrived at the Quincy Theater on the same street.

Although this "Quincy Theater" is called a theater, it actually has something else to do. It is a slave trading market exclusively for the "upper society" of Trier.

In the circles of "upper society", this is an almost open secret.

The reason for using this “semi-public” approach to cover up is because in the current Intis, although the “slave trading” behavior has not been explicitly prohibited, once such behavior in the “upper society” has been It is found that it will also cause a certain negative impact.

But for Lucid, this was a compelling choice.

The purpose of her trip... is to quietly pick a girl who is pleasing to the eye and see if she can "digest" the potion.

With the "experience" of "Tracy", uh... that should also work.

But Lucid was always vaguely awkward, and naturally disgusted with the existence of this "slave".

But she can't do anything when the "slave trade" is still legal.

Putting on a cloak that concealed his face, Lucid got out of the carriage and walked into the "Quincy Theater" with some heavy steps.

...

After a long time, Lucid in a black cloak walked out quickly, got on a carriage and left here.

After seeing the real "slave trading market", she gave up her previous thoughts.

Intis's "slave trade" was far more frightening than imagined, and it was simply unsightly.

Lucid felt that he could not just ignore this kind of "deal" of extinction, and should do something more or less.

For this matter, the first person she thought of was Roselle.

In Intis, he is probably the only one who has this ability and compassion.

"Tsk..."

Frowning, she immediately thought of something, and she couldn't help but a little bit big.

Just last night, I didn't even say hello, so I let Russell's pigeons off. I didn't expect... I had to ask him so soon.

This is really feng shui in turn...

"Ugh…"

With a slight sigh, Lucid whispered to the coachman:

"Turn around and go to Baifeng Palace."

...

After a while, in the brand-new study of the White Maple Palace, she smoothly met Roselle with a joke on his face.

Seeing this Lucid who released his "pigeon" last night, Roselle narrowed his eyes slightly and asked calmly:

"Why, my reserved Miss Chatters, why did you come to me?"

"Forehead…"

Lucid couldn't help being stagnated.

Hey, Lao Huang... Your attitude was not like that a few days ago, okay? !

How smooth was Lucid's yelling at that time, but will it become "Charters" again today?

Heh... man.

Lucid suddenly regretted a little, but when he thought of his intention, he felt a little guilty.

Pursing her lips, she saluted and whispered:

"His consul...That's it. Last night I suddenly felt uncomfortable, so I temporarily cancelled the trip, so I will come to apologize now..."

Seeing this "cold" silver-haired and red-eyed beauty was softened, Roselle nodded imperceptibly and smiled:

"Oh, Miss Lucid is really polite..."

Immediately, he looked out the window and smiled:

"Beautiful Miss Lucid, I don't know if you are willing to show your face and go strolling in the garden with me..."

"Grumbling."

Hearing this, Lucid couldn’t help swallowing secretly, and at the same time quickly recalled the “read” Roselle’s diary in his mind, and confirmed that there was no “jungler” content in it. Reluctantly nodded, and came to the vast garden of White Maple Palace with Roselle.

If you leave out the essence of Roselle's "lsp", then he is undoubtedly a handsome man who meets all the fantasies of a girl. The reason why he can become the sea king who "wanders around the world" in the world does have the corresponding capital.

But none of this will work in front of Lucid.

Russell’s familiar verses are aside for the time being. His proficient slap-up technique gives himself only jealousy...

Obviously, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Roselle wants to expand the "fish pond".

But is it possible for a "prehistoric giant" such as Lucid to enter the fish pond obediently?

nonexistent!

But due to the need for something, she can only swallow her breath for the time being, enduring Roselle's "three hundred Tang poems" and "famous quotes" with "witty words".

Difficult...

Maybe these poems, in the eyes of others, are well-known forever, but it is really not good for her.

Although my heart is uncomfortable, my face still has to "listen to the ears", "excuse me again and again", "five bodies to the ground"...

Lucid was about to split.

Finally, after pinching her nose and pouring a lot of rainbow farts on Russell, consciously the time was right, she finally tried to see her and said:

"His consul...Why is there still such a dirty, ignorant and appalling thing as the'slave trade' in our civilized and prosperous Republic of Intis?"

Lucid stared closely at Roselle's eyes, and continued sternly:

"Why... not banning the legality of this dirty transaction?"

"..."

Roselle was stunned, and looked at the silver-haired and red-eyed "Lucid" in disbelief. He who was just talking about him, now hesitated.

Is this her "conspiracy"?

Roselle couldn't help being a little surprised, for the senses of this "Lucid Chatters" were inexplicably elevated.

But after pondering for a moment, he said something that made Lucid unbelievable:

"Anything that exists, it must make sense. The'slave trade' is brutal and cruel, but it has contributed a lot of taxes to the Republic..."

Seeing Russell who spoke these grand-sounding words so lightly, she was stunned.

Is this Roselle... really Huang Tao?