"Oh my God! You actually entered that illusion?" the astonished Lord Frances shouted. "Are you really sure you saw a thin man? And his face cannot be seen?"
Raymond nodded, half-leaning on the bed with a wry smile. "Ms. Frances, have you known this illusion before?"
With a somewhat regretful expression and a bit of envy in her eyes, Frances told what he knew.
It turns out that this book was purchased by Frances' second uncle at an auction for a large sum of money.
Because El Thomas is a great explorer of ruins, it is said that he has entered the research rooms of ancient wizards many times, and even obtained the lost inheritance of ancient wizards.
Powerful spells, precious experimental records, precious resources that have long since been extinct, and even legend has it that he can communicate with the remnant souls of ancient wizards.
Before his disappearance, he wrote more than ten books on the exploration of ancient wizard ruins. Legend has it that there are secrets about ancient wizards hidden in them.
A thousand and fifteen years ago, his works caused a bloody storm in the central region, and many famous wizards fell in this storm.
But then some wizards who owned his works discovered that there were no secrets in his works at all. Even the books signed by him could not be opened. So far, the rumors about these books turned into a joke.
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Therefore, when his works began to appear on the market again eight hundred years ago, although they were expensive, they were only purchased by ruins enthusiasts for the purpose of collecting in memory of this great ruins explorer.
"Are the rumors from back then true?" Lord Frances, who came in front of Raymond, asked expectantly. "What did you see in that illusion?"
Without hesitation, Raymond immediately shouted. "The boundless darkness and a man whose face cannot be seen seemed to be imprisoned. Finally, when I felt the pain, I saw you."
"Oh my God! What a pity!" sighed, Lord Frances looked very disappointed. "My uncle regarded this book as a treasure, and he hid it before he died of old age. The rumors about this book are still mine.
My father told it to me as a joke!"
"That kind of complete confinement made me feel as if I was worse than dead. Such a real and weird illusion is so scary!" Raymond, who looked directly into Frances's eyes, smiled bitterly.
"I'm very sorry. This was an oversight on my part." Lord Frances, who was apologetic and bowed her head slightly in salute, looked very embarrassed. "If you had remembered this book earlier, maybe you wouldn't have to endure such a shock. For these
For book authors, perhaps frightening readers is their real purpose in producing books!”
Raymond nodded with deep sympathy. He was deeply affected by the bad taste of these book makers, and his memory was definitely unmatched by Frances.
With a wry smile, he recounted the books he had read one by one, the terrifying sounds, strange creatures, and even some weird magic traps. These experiences allowed Raymond to successfully change the topic.
Lord Frances, who was sitting in the chair, laughed out loud from time to time during these extremely interesting stories to him, and even thoughtfully offered sympathy and comfort to Raymond for his experiences.
"In this case, when you read these books in the future, I suggest that you have your followers with you. If there is any trouble, someone can warn him." After kindly reminding Raymond, Lord Frances turned around
Explain to the great knight Hobson, "Lord Raymond is a scholar who devotes himself to research. In the future, you must remember to keep paying attention to him without affecting him. This is your responsibility!"
Lord Knight Hobson, who bowed to signal, humbly accepted Frances's rebuke. Seeing this, Lord Frances stood up and prepared to leave. "Lord Raymond, mastering knowledge requires time to accumulate. You must be there before
Only when it’s safe can you have unlimited time to study!”
Raymond, who looked apologetic, accepted his advice humbly. "Thank you for your advice. I will pay attention to it in the future."
After hearing the sound, Frances nodded with satisfaction, but turned around to leave, but she seemed to have thought of something, and faced Raymond with a strange expression. "I forgot to tell you, an old friend of mine will come over next month.
Attend my birthday party. He is an extremely interesting ascetic wizard who is very interested in this kind of ethereal relics. Maybe he will bring you some unexpected surprises."
"Ascetic wizard?" This was the first time he heard such a description, and Raymond couldn't help but feel curious.
Lord Frances, who had a strange expression and a half-smile, seemed to be looking for the right words to describe. "Yes, ascetic wizards specifically refer to those wizards who devote themselves to research and have paranoid interests in certain fields."
Lord Frances, who frowned, soon felt relief on his face. "Yes, the ascetic wizards are some paranoid people, but the seeds of Nicotiana tabacum before were given to me by him. When he comes,
Let me introduce you to each other!"
"Did he discover the seeds of Nicotiana tabacum?" Upon hearing this, Raymond's eyes lit up, and he immediately made a very bold guess. "Is he also a first-level wizard?"
"Yes, he is also a first-level wizard who has stopped pursuing strength," Lord Frances answered in the affirmative, a shy smile appeared on his face, and he hesitated for a moment before asking a little shyly. "Thunder.
Mr. Meng, have you read all the formulas in Jiazu's laboratory?"
Immediately he understood what Lord Frances wanted to ask, and with a smile on his face, Raymond immediately asked the chip to retrieve the formula for the "unusual physical strength potion".
"If you can have ten-year-old hidden flower roots and a small amount of blue-winged butterfly tentacles, then I believe that potion can be refined."
"Oh my God! You are not only a studious wizard, but it seems you are also an accomplished pharmacist!" Lord Frances, who was overjoyed and excited, showed a knowing smile. "Don't worry, these things are very useful.
It will be sent to your laboratory soon, and I am waiting for your good news!"
Watching the relaxed Lord Frances leave, Raymond couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. "Such a lustful wizard, I wonder if it is unique to the goblin world..." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated.