The airship flies in the night sky, and the lights on the Renaissance can be seen farther at night than during the day. Lace is driving, and Gulia has cleaned the stable room where the Snow White Pegasus lived. Alice is cleaning the room.
The master made a dozen magic scrolls for her overnight and planned to distribute two to everyone.
Eva rode A Yin around the cabin and came to the deck behind the boat. She saw Du Jinna sitting on the guardrail holding the long pole of the weathervane. She walked over and asked, "What are you doing? Why don't you go in and play?"
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Du Jinna made a soft gesture and pointed to the darkness in the distance behind: "Did you hear something?"
Ayin shook her ears, and the little flower fairy sitting on her ear stood up and looked at the dark night behind. Eva's hearing was not outstanding, but she still heard some sounds coming from behind the boat: "Something is following us.
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"It seems like this." Du Jinna jumped off the guardrail, entered the cabin and knocked on the door of each cabin one by one. She said to Lace in the cockpit: "Raise the altitude and move forward at full speed. We are probably being followed."
Five kilometers away from the rear of the airship, a sixth-level poisonous blood flying dragon carried its owner and companions, tracking the trajectory of the Fuxing airship. This distance can be easily seen with the naked eye during the day, and it can be said to be very close.
They were close. They were spies from the Kingdom of Soton River, and were ordered to keep an eye on the airport where the airship was stationed. When the Renaissance set sail, they had already sent their companions to report to their superiors, and the two of them had been following it.
"They are speeding up and rising. They should have spotted us." The spy holding a night vision telescope looked at the moving bright spots in front of him.
"They must have heard the noise made by the flying dragon just now." Another spy said.
Due to a whole day of tracking, the Poison Blood Flying Dragon's physical strength was nearly exhausted. The previous attacks by several wild fourth- and fifth-level ghost falcons caused some movement.
The former companion said: "It's so late, haven't your superiors sent someone to chase you? Have you brought Tong Yishi with you? Contact your superiors."
"Bring it."
"Change my guardian." The former companion summoned his own guardian, a fifth-level Tiger Bird. The two of them switched guardians, but the summoned light array would definitely be noticed by the airship in front. However, Tiger Bird
The bird's size and physical strength are not as good as those of the poisonous blood flying dragon, and it cannot carry two people for a long time, so they urgently need further instructions from their superiors.
In fact, it’s not surprising that people from the Soton River Country didn’t arrive for so long. There was a lag in the transmission of the news. By the time the news of the Fuxing’s takeoff reached the River Country embassy, the Fuxing airship had already arrived.
Flying some distance away from the Ten Star City, and with the change in the direction of the airship, the two people who had been tracking were unable to transmit the tracking information back all the time. In fact, the people from the River Kingdom chased out of the city, but their eyes were still dark, and they only knew the general direction.
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Finally, after Tiger Bird chased the accelerating Fuxing airship for a long distance, it was slowly left behind due to lack of physical strength.
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It was still in the second half of that night, at No. 251 Shipo Road, the Sultan's Magic House. A mysterious man wearing a cloak, a hood, and a mask came here. There was an old mage in the house who was still here so late.
Buy things here, listen to the words, and purchase the structural drawings of the magic stone statue. It seems that it should be used for construction. This old mage may be a construction engineer.
It has to be said that Sultan's shop is a magical grocery store, and there are all kinds of gadgets here. After Sultan saw off the guests, the mysterious man wearing a mask greeted Soda.
"Friend, what do you need?" Sultan was used to people dressed in this way. Many of the people who came to him to appraise treasures were secretive and did not want outsiders to know.
The mysterious man said in a very silent accent: "I came to you just to appraise one thing. After the appraisal is done, I will leave. You decide the price."
The Sultan invited him into the inner room, without asking him what he wanted to drink, and said directly: "Where's the stuff?"
Without any extra words on either side, the mysterious man took out a piece of loess wrapped in cloth. Yes, the piece of soil that Yuko took from the Three-Headed Dragon Arsenal.
Sultan took the clod of soil and weighed it in his hand. He thought it was soil rich in some rare metal minerals, but it was not as heavy as expected. He raised his head and glanced at the man wearing the mask, only to see some gray hair exposed under the mask.
His beard was curled, and the temples between his hood and mask were gray.
Time passed by, and the mysterious man kept staring at the Sudan without doing anything, not even moving his eyes. The Sudan focused on the treasure, but in his words he said: "Don't you want to talk to me about something?"
The mysterious man said nothing.
"Let's talk about something, it's too boring. If you don't want to talk, then I'll ask." Sultan wanted to gain a certain understanding of those mysterious customers through communication. He didn't necessarily want to know anything, nor was he interested in exploring.
He just wants to know the privacy of his clients. He doesn't care if he finds out anything. If so, he just treats it as an anecdote.
The mysterious man didn't want to be asked, so he asked a very dumb question in a very mechanical and cold tone: "What do you sell here?"
Even if you don't know what the magic shop sells, you can still figure it out at a glance. This is as funny as asking a worker at a construction site, "Master, what do you do for a living?"
The Sultan was still focused on the treasures, using various tools to explore them, and replied: "They are all ordinary magic tools."
"Is it making money?"
Sudan sighed: "The cost is low, the consumption is large, you can't make a lot of money, it's enough to live on."
"Is there anything I can use?" the mysterious man asked mechanically.
The Sultan buried his head and answered with emotion: "I don't even know what you do. But I think there is probably nothing you can use. Some of the staffs and robes are very rudimentary and not considered treasures, but they are strong and durable.
, the magic workers at the nearby construction site like it very much, and it’s not expensive. The cheap ones are less than a hundred silver coins, and the expensive ones are two or three gold coins.”
"So cheap? This is Ten Star City."
Sudan said: "My shop does not require rent. Except for a few more expensive items, the rest are made by retired aunties from textile factories and garment shops. They are good at craftsmanship, but they are old and want to make money."
Let’s pay for living expenses. I provide the materials and they provide the work. The cost is actually very low.”
The mysterious man looked at the two papers scattered on the table: "The scroll paper is good, not animal skin."
Sudan took a look and wanted to say something, but his expression darkened again: "It's bark, green sandalwood bark and orchid camphor tree, mixed with a very small amount of unicorn rabbit down."
"No, you're talking about very common materials." The mysterious man looked at the prints on the roll paper, and finally moved his hand, picking up some smell on the paper and going to the mask to smell it. The smell was obviously different from ordinary materials.