Hevingson stood on the high tower of the Tory family castle, still with Hexi's bright smile on his face.
But his eyes were shining with an inexplicable luster, making his face look a little weird.
Standing a few steps behind Hewenson, a big man wearing mail armor and his face covered by a full-face helmet asked respectfully: "Sir, why are you spending so much time on such a little kid?"
Is it worth such a high price?"
Hewenson glanced back, then still focused his attention on the castle in the distance, but his palms that had been shrunk in his sleeves stretched out from his pockets.
Between his white and slender fingers, a round stone danced on his fingertips and was played with by him.
"He is indeed a wizard. Although the detection stone cannot determine his current level, he must have a very powerful teacher." He stuffed the white detection stone back into his pocket and Hewenson hesitated before explaining.
: "With a small amount of investment, it is possible to get a powerful old wizard. This kind of investment is very cost-effective."
The knight standing behind Hewenson still muttered: "But... what if he doesn't have any teacher at all?"
Hewenson, who had a bright smile on his face again, turned around, looked at the big man wrapped in steel mail armor and said with a smile: "The old monster in the Black River Valley will lift his bottom, you
Just do your thing well and that’s it.”
At the end of the sentence, Hewinson's tone became a little stern, and the knight standing behind him couldn't help but lose his momentum and immediately lowered his head.
The respectful attitude of the burly knight, who was nearly two meters tall, made Hewenson wave his hand with satisfaction, then turned around again, looking at the castle in the distance, a puzzled expression appeared on his face, and he murmured to himself
He stood up: "Family legend says that Lord Hailim did not disappear back then. Is it because no one with wizard blood has ever entered the castle?"
Hewenson, who was standing on the castle terrace, did not know that there was also a person standing on the terrace of the castle in the distance.
He squinted his eyes. With the help of the far-sighted function of the chip, although he couldn't hear the conversation between Hewenson and the burly knight, he could still barely get a general view of the Tory family's castle.
"What was the analysis result of what you ate for lunch?" Thinking of the girlish scream coming from his stomach, Raymond felt like vomiting.
"The mission is completed, the analysis is as follows..."
Rows of data appeared in his sight. Looking at the clear conclusion of "promotes blood flow, strengthens yang," under the "Effects" column at the end, Raymond smiled bitterly.
With a body that is only fourteen years old, Raymond cannot afford such a powerful tonic.
Throughout the afternoon, the small tent supported by his lower body reminded him all the time.
The six young, beautiful, delicate and quiet maids looked at him with somewhat evasive eyes, and even made ambiguous laughter after moving away from him.
Raymond, who was extremely unjust, had no way to control this, not to mention he had no intention of executing the maid on the spot.
Frowning, Raymond turned and returned to his room.
Today, Hewenson of the Tori family brought him confusion, and the bedridden city lord Anmisa made it even more difficult for him to understand.
Although he doesn't know much about this world, Hewenson's attitude today was a little too much.
A family castle, a full set of servants, guards, and even gold coins were prepared for him.
In the caravan, Raymond knew that an ordinary coachman was only paid one gold coin a year, and an ordinary family of three could live on half a gold coin a year.
The box of gold coins placed in the center of the room contains as many as five hundred gold coins. If ordinary guards were treated according to the treatment, the money would be enough for the Tori family to support a team of fifty people.
Shaking his head, Raymond couldn't understand why such treatment was due to the badge he was wearing.
But according to Hagrid and Hewenson of the Tory family, when communicating with them, Raymond could feel their heartfelt respect and awe, and it was impossible for the more ordinary coachmen to be
They colluded and acted together for such a long time in front of Raymond.
So the root of all this seems to be related to the wizarding power represented by this badge.
Carefully he took off the badge hanging on his chest. The badge in Raymond's palm was emitting weak radiation, and the craftsmanship was not superb. Even the raw material of the badge was very ordinary.
But why ordinary materials can make this badge emit radiation power all the time? Even the chip cannot give a reasonable explanation for this problem due to incomplete data.
While I was lost in thought, the butler's voice suddenly came from the door.
"Sir, the basement of the castle has been cleaned up. Do you want to take a look now?" The butler quietly appeared at the door and asked respectfully.
Putting the badge in his hand into his pocket, Raymond said calmly: "Lead the way."
Along the spiral staircase inside the castle, the butler holding an oil lamp high led Raymond to the basement.
There was a bronze door with exquisite patterns painted on it. After sending Raymond here, the housekeeper resigned on her own. Only the maid who had been in charge of the basement for a long time was left here to listen to the housekeeper's orders.
After passing through the open door, Raymond entered the candlelit basement and looked at the spacious basement. Soon Raymond waved to the maid standing at the door.
The maid who came forward with a respectful salute was the most beautiful one in the castle. There was a trace of curiosity and restraint in her dark pupils.
"How long has it been since this place was opened?"
"Sir, the things in this basement have always been there. According to the regulations of the castle, I need to clean them once a week."
After nodding his head and checking the more than 200 square meters of basement, Raymond asked the maid to leave first. Raymond was a little curious about the things in this basement.
There are bottles and jars made of crystal, stone mortars made of granite, small alcohol lamps, and even scattered books in the bookcase.
Strange crystal equipment, water pipes, and sinks for cleaning utensils. If Raymond hadn't seen the microscope in the room, he would really have thought this was a chemical laboratory.
Dozens of candles as thick as arms serve as lighting, illuminating every detail of the entire room.
Raymond, who squinted his eyes, quickly discovered that the placement of these candles was very reasonable. There were no corners in the entire room. Just like the shadowless lights in the operating room, there was no shadow in the basement.
What is this basement used for?
Raymond, who frowned, began to think silently.
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