On the carriage, Don Quixote and Luosi sat opposite each other. The bumpy road made Luosi's chest sway regularly.
"Well," Don Quixote's gaze switched back and forth between the ground and the window in the carriage from time to time, and he asked with some restraint, "Are both air conditioners broken?"
"No," Luosi deliberately puffed up her chest, trying to tease Don Quixote, but found that Don Quixote's eyes were not looking at her at all. She glanced at her mouth and said, "There is no problem in the bedroom.
But the one in the living room no longer rotates!"
"What's your name?" Luosi asked after a moment of silence.
"Don Quixote."
Don Quixote has no intention of hiding his name, because it is not something that can be concealed at all. You can find out just by asking anyone, and it is just the same name. No matter how hard Luosi and Safi try, they will know it.
They would never associate the man named Don Quixote in front of them with the slave who died in their hands!
Sure enough, just as Don Quixote thought, Luo Si did not have any strange reaction to this name. Faerûn is such a big continent, and there are many people with the same name. In the past few years since she came to Britain, she has often encountered people named
Silly!
Without the air conditioner, the living room of the villa became stuffy again. Even after Safi got used to reading newspapers in that cool environment, she couldn't help but look forward to the air conditioner being repaired soon. As for the reconstruction of the Slave Chamber of Commerce, that would have to wait until the castle.
After the restoration is completed, you must know that for such a large castle, it may take half a month just to transport the restoration materials. If the weather is bad, it may take a month. After all, there are no steam locomotives in between.
"Squeak~" The door was pushed open, and Safi saw Luosi leading the man who came to install the air conditioner last time into the villa.
"The position of the air conditioner has not changed, you can figure it out yourself. I'm going back to the room! Damn it, it's really hot this summer!"
"Good day, sir!"
Safi didn't talk to him when he came last time, so Don Quixote pretended not to know his name and just said hello briefly. After all, they were not nobles, so they didn't have so many damn rules.
.
"Yeah," Safi responded from her nostrils and said nothing. Don Quixote did not ask for trouble, but went directly to the air conditioner.
With the help of a screwdriver, Don Quixote quickly opened the casing of the indoor air conditioner. Seeing that it was full of dust, Don Quixote couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Fortunately, I don't need to really breathe."
, otherwise I will definitely choke myself into pneumoconiosis!"
"I asked why it broke down after only seven days. I thought it was because I had done something wrong in advance! How lazy are these two guys? Don't they never clean the room? There are no servants in such a big villa.
Please one..."
Don Quixote did indeed tamper with the air conditioner, but in order not to arouse suspicion, the little tamper would not take effect until at least a month later, and then he would take this opportunity to legitimately take away the indoor part.
Two air filters!
The reason is that he transferred the magic array on his recorder to the air filter, so that once there is sound, it will be recorded by the magic array, and the abnormal phenomena caused by the operation of the magic array will be perfectly covered by the dust and cold wind! This way
When he takes away the wind filter, he can get some information from it without anyone noticing!
Don Quixote was very curious about the identities of these two people, especially the fact that Safi allowed himself to burn down his castle. This was enough to prove that these two people were not ordinary slave traders. They came with a purpose. The two were obviously not ordinary slave traders.
Briton, a powerful knight, a formal mage who is not much weaker than a knight!
They came to Britain from other countries thousands of miles away, and they brought with them ulterior secrets, so it was necessary to find out their identities! Don Quixote did not want to blindly seek revenge. In the end, instead of taking revenge, he provoked
All sexy!
If you want to find out their identity, it would be a good way to monitor their daily conversations. After all, no matter how alert a person is, they will definitely say something in their own home that can reveal their identity information!
After putting the air filter plate that was blocked by dust in the tool box, cleaning the dusty air conditioner, and replacing it with a new air filter with a magic array, Don Quixote came
Arriving in front of Safi.
"Sir, regarding the issue of air conditioning, I have to go to the north of the villa to take a look at the external body of the air conditioner..."
Safi waved her hand casually, "You are busy with your business, don't worry about me."
"Yes, sir!"
The outside of the machine, where Don Quixote worked, the air inlet fan, was surrounded by a huge amount of dust, and just as he had guessed, it was also blocked by dust, and the inside of the room was not swept.
As expected, I don’t even know how to clean the house...
Safi, who was reading the newspaper, suddenly felt a gust of cool wind coming, and her body and mind suddenly felt much more relaxed. Although he was a powerful knight, neither cold nor heat could harm him, but no one wanted to stay in that kind of place.
Even if you can't be beaten to death, you won't be beaten to death. You still have to bear the cold, heat and pain!
After a while, Don Quixote pushed the door open and came in, "Sir, the problem has been found."
"what reason?"
"Um...cough~it's because your room has too much dust...so..." Don Quixote's hesitant look was understood by Safi to protect both of their faces.
"Surprisingly, he is an honest person." Safi smiled slightly, "I will take care of the dust issue. You go upstairs and clean the air conditioner in the Luosi room by the way, so as not to have to run again later.
..”
"Yes, sir..."
Don Quixote was squatting half-crouched in Luosi's bedroom, deftly dismantling the air conditioner, while Luosi was standing behind him in a large nightgown. The past six months had also been the most leisurely time for her and Safi. Every day
She always slept in, or occasionally went to the magic market! Anyway, she still had a lot of money.
Although Luosi is a mage, Don Quixote is not afraid that she will find something fishy on the air filter. When it was designed before, the magic circle was carved to be relatively concealed! In addition, so much dust blocked her sight. Of course.
, the most important thing is that Luosi's attention is not on the disgusting-looking air filter.
"Are you saying that the air conditioner downstairs broke down because there was too much dust?"
"Well. Normally, even if the air conditioner is blown for half a year, there will be no such problem for a year, but..." Don Quixote did not continue. Instead, he silently replaced a new air filter.
!
Then he packed up his tools and gave Luosi a slight gentlemanly salute, "It seems that my dignity and life have been saved! Then, beautiful lady, please pay me 600 gold coins! Also, remember to clean the room often.
, otherwise you will be charged for replacing the air filter next time!”
"Hmph~" Luo Si turned around and took out six amethyst coins from the small drawer of the dressing table and threw them to Don Quixote, "Do you expect one of my majestic mages to clean the house?"
"Don't you know magic?"
"Destroyed the house with a spell? Idiot!"
"Madam, wouldn't you reduce the power of wind spells and remove those offensive methods? Then you can blow out all the dust..."
After saying this, Don Quixote wanted to slap himself. Isn't this a disguised way of improving the opponent's strength? It is obvious that this Luosi's understanding of magic is very rigid.
"Goddess Mishra, I hope she doesn't understand what I just said..."
After returning to the hotel, Don Quixote said hello to Sinkid, then went back to his room and began to run the magic circle in reverse to extract the sounds recorded in it.
Don Quixote reads sounds through his spiritual power, just like fast forwarding. Seven days of sound recording can be listened to in a short time!
But after listening to all the voices, Don Quixote couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Whether it was the living room or Luosi's bedroom, the two people were silent most of the time. Anyone who spoke in British
Sometimes, they are all innocuous words.
For example, good day, or what to eat for lunch?
I eat whatever the restaurant brings me.
Or I went shopping, took a slow walk, etc. There was basically no particularly valuable information.
Only on the afternoon of the third day, a strange man's voice caught his attention. The two talked for a long time in a language he couldn't understand! It seemed that the problem should be here! But he didn't understand this foreign language at all.
Can't understand!
So Don Quixote used a tape recorder to intercept this conversation! Then he used communication magic to contact Alsace!
Communication magic is a kind of magic that uses the characteristics of the magic network to transmit messages to designated people through the magic network. It is divided into two methods: real-time calls and messages! In a certain sense, it also has the function of positioning.
!But this thing is just like a mobile phone. You need to establish a link with the other party first and record the other party's psychic fluctuations!
"Teacher, long time no see!"
"Well," Alsace seemed to be continuing his experiment, because Don Quixote heard the sound of the knife cutting flesh! "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly, I'm very busy now!"
"are you busy?"
"Well, very busy!"
"Forget it, I originally planned to pay you back."
Before Don Quixote could finish speaking, the communication magic was interrupted, and the next moment Alsace, his hands covered with blood, appeared in front of Don Quixote with a knife in his hand.