"Sylvia, of course we are interested. What exactly is your business? Do you have any product photos? If it is daily necessities, I can promote it for you."
The reputation of the best opera singers of this era is still very useful. And since they are all from Kasenlik, it is easy to promote them.
"Without photos, how do you think I convinced the Speaker? Of course it was because she had already seen the product itself."
The youngest witch in the parliament said with a smile. It was obvious that she was looking forward to this moment:
"Look."
As she spoke, she stood up from her seat, and Miss Benanis and Miss Carina also came over. But Miss Sylvia did not take out the box from under the table, nor did she take out the items from her pockets.
Instead, rotate the chair ninety degrees and sit down again.
She smiled and lifted her long skirt up, first revealing her black patent leather high heels, and then...
"oh!"
Both Miss Carina and Miss Bernice held their breath, they had no idea what was under the skirt.
The flesh-colored light black fabric fits perfectly on the slightly muscular legs. The true color of the legs is looming. Although the small five toes at the base are hidden in the high heels, you can still vaguely see the traces. It is almost breathtaking.
The crazy leg lines are so clear, but the legs are indeed completely wrapped. It seems to be exposed to the gaze, but not seen at all. The thin fabric has fine lines, and every inch seems to have a
Thin threads that can cause holes if pulled.
She seemed to have changed a layer of skin for herself, and her perfect curves were outlined, even more attractive than her naked legs.
The orientation of the witches was originally very vague, but the scene in front of them was completely beyond their imagination.
The corners of Emma Sylvia's lipsticked lips were slightly raised. She stretched out her hand and casually picked up the fabric with her nails and lifted it up, allowing the other two witches to watch the extremely thin silk threads with good elasticity deform. And as the West
Miss Helvia let go, and the fabric actually bounced back onto her skin. Looking at the fabric again, there was no trace of its recent deformation.
"Have you become a succubus?"
Miss Carina took a deep breath and reached out to grab it, but was stopped by Miss Sylvia:
"Although it's very elastic, I can't help but keep pulling it."
With a slightly red face, she put down her long skirt to cover her legs again, and asked Miss Bernice again:
"how do you feel?"
"You...you will buy the whole world."
The young witch showed an even brighter smile:
"It's not that exaggerated for now. The pair I'm wearing is the best kind of product and needs to be made by myself. In addition to what Shade once said, the inspiration comes from the records of the Fifth Age. In that era, the Witch Emperors were
Stockings are made from the silk thread of the extinct ice silkworm. As for the products that factories can produce now, their elasticity and thinness are far less than what I wear."
Then he turned his chair:
“But, after all, it’s much better than wearing those baggy cotton socks you are wearing.”…
Miss Carina and Miss Benenice snorted at the same time, and the duchess folded her hands on her chest:
"This time, you really got a good opportunity. Although it seems shameful, no one can refuse it, men and women alike. I can just imagine people lining up in long lines just to buy a pair of you Fabrics, and a thief would not hesitate to invade someone else's bedroom to steal a pair of these things... I didn't see that Shade still had this kind of imagination... "
It’s only now that I think about it:
"That guy must have touched the legs of witches enough in the fifth era to give you such shameless advice."
"The key to invention is not here. Fabrics are just finished products. Do you know what the real value is? I, Emma Sylvia, became the first person to invent artificial synthetic fibers. I pioneered the field of chemistry. New history, my achievements are even now
Thousands of years later, people will still recite it. I even obtained the enlightenment rune [Weaving] at the moment of success, which made me even closer to the eleventh ring.
"How many finished products do you have now? I want you to dress like this."
Miss Benenice interrupted her. Of course the eleven-ring blonde witch understood what an extraordinary achievement this was, but that was not what she was more concerned about right now.
"This is just a test product, and it will need to be adjusted later. Besides, I'm busy writing papers and factory work recently."
Miss Sylvia made an awkward move, but actually she picked up the black hair beside her ears with her fingers and looked at the two of them:
"I'm really busy."
she repeated.
"A pair of 5 crowns, it's worth the price. Don't worry, I won't wear it out before you sell it, just at home if you
We are short of manpower, I can lend you a few people."
"A pair is 70 pounds. I will find a way for you to sell Delrayon. The girls around me will not refuse this kind of clothing."
The Duchess also offered a price that could be described as "sky-high".
As for the witches' deal tonight, Shade certainly doesn't know about it.
Shade got up very early on Tuesday morning. After having breakfast with Mia at home, Shade took the cat to Huntington City. This evening, he agreed to trade with the elf girl, so he wanted to enter the creek forest again. I plan to take Mia with me. Winter is about to pass, and it will take more than half a year to see such scenery again.
Of course, in order to prevent others from seeing the cat and thinking of him, Shade used the witch's disguise runestone to change Mia's appearance. This super powerful illusion was specially used by the witches of the previous era for the effect of makeup. Developed, there is no need to worry about cats disguised as dogs being spotted.
The Holy Emblem has now been re-hanged in the Forgotten Church, and the stone statue is still sitting on the front seat. Miss Lassers will not move it in the short term.
After Shade left Cherry Leaf Lane with Mia, they went directly to the local Cassandra Auction House. Although it was only nine o'clock in the morning, the guests passing through the foyer of the auction house were already bustling. There were several auctions today. Very important auction.
The president, Mr. Kimberly, had already been waiting for Shade's arrival in the foyer. Even if he brought an ugly dog into the red-carpeted room, Mr. Kimberly did not dare to have the slightest objection.
"Good morning, have you found the ledger?"
"Found it, please go this way, all the records are here."
As he spoke, Mr. Kimberly led Shade to his office on the third floor. At this time, there were three cardboard boxes piled on the floor of the tidy office, and two middle-aged accountants in brown vests were loading the account books.
and transaction records are placed on the coffee table in chronological order.
Next to the coffee table, black tea and snacks have been prepared on the dining car, and a young girl dressed as a maid is arranging the dishes.
"This is Miss Miria."
Mr. Kimberly immediately introduced that Shade looked at the maid and found that the other party was a ring warlock. The badge on the chest was very weak, and the opponent's ring warlock level was only three rings:
"Mr. Watson. I saw you at Fort Midhill last year. You probably didn't notice me then."
The maid bowed respectfully, and Shade nodded without saying anything else.
As the oldest existing witch, the number of followers around the old witch is not comparable to that of "young people" like Miss Sylvia. Therefore, the branches of Cassandra Auction House in various parts of the Old World have more or less
Those with few will have followers of the witch. An important city like Randall Valley will probably have three to five ring wizards.
They do not participate in management, they only supervise the handling of troublesome auction items and maintain the black market business of ring warlocks. This system has been implemented for nearly a hundred years.
Shade didn't say much. He put Mia on the sofa and began to check the books and transaction records. The accountants went to the next room to wait. Mr. Kimberly was driven away by Miss Milya to arrange other things for the auction house. She
Personally accompany Shade here:
"Han Mi
Mr. Donton, Princess Margaret and Prince William of Anjou will be here at ten o'clock to attend the auction. Accompanying them is the Earl of Granger, who want to buy a batch of statues sold by the local Masons' Association."
"You don't need to tell me this. I'm here just for the account books."
Shade shook his head. He didn't have time to deal with Margaret's matter at the moment. Finding Thomas Granger and Mr. Lassers was the most important thing at the moment.
So Miss Milya didn't say much and helped Shade's account book to search for suspicious transaction records.
Shade actually didn't know what they were looking for. They only knew that it might be related to the "Heart of the Earth", so they could only select the transaction records that might be related to it, and then conduct a detailed analysis.
Fortunately, all public auction items in the auction house must be photographed and documented, so it will be easier to find them with the photos. The records Shade will search for are limited to the period from two months before Mr. Lacers disappeared to his disappearance.
The booming business of Cassandra Auction House makes such a large-scale search quite laborious.
Only Mia enjoyed this kind of time. Seeing that Shad had no intention of running around with it, the cat curled up comfortably and slept in a place that Shad could easily touch, or maybe it really fell asleep.
When it was 9:43 in the morning, Shade picked up a record of the auction items and looked back with interest. This was not what he was looking for. This was a previous auction of Oxenfurt Manor.
Record.
It is rumored that since the manor was lost to the Oxenfurt family, everyone who bought and lived in it will encounter bad luck. This auction record is another change of hands in 1844, but according to the record, that auction
The auction failed, and it was finally sold to a foreign businessman the following year.