Under the leadership of Mr. Downton, Roman came to the outside of a tall and gorgeous building.
“Bakland Purple Oven Opera.”
Roman looked at the plaque at the door and felt a little outrageous in his mind.
Mr. Downton didn't think Roman was fussy. When he first came, he was not less surprised than Roman.
When he arrived at the VIP reception, Mr. Downton glanced at the waiter and said:
"The 4th floor special private room, I have a new companion this time."
The waiter looked at Roman with a scrutiny, turned around and took the two to a living room with a table in the middle with a specially made hooded cloak and mask.
He spoke:
"You know the rules, the newcomer will leave at the end."
Mr. Downton nodded in agreement and then put on his clothes.
Roman did not express any opinion. He imitated Mr. Downton and dressed up. He took an invitation from the waiter and followed the waiter to the fourth floor.
After arriving upstairs, Roman discovered that this place was really a high-end opera house. The so-called special private room on the 4th floor is a relatively wide VIP private room for watching the performance, with all the wine, desserts.
Of course, for everyone wearing masks, those are decorations.
When Roman entered the private room, there were already many figures wearing hooded cloaks in the room.
After looking around, he keenly discovered that the purple-patterned red gold-plated invitation in his hand seemed to be the symbol of the "newcomer".
Roman cautiously did not speak out, so he found a sofa and sat down, and observed the surroundings through the holes in the mask.
After a while, it seemed that the person had almost arrived. The tall figure in the middle of the venue, wearing a dark red cloak, spoke:
"The time is up, let's start. This time we have a new friend, give yourself a name, this friend."
"Oh, I forgot to introduce it, you can call me 'duke'."
What surprised Roman was that the "duke" felt very young in his voice.
Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, Roman coughed lightly, lowered his voice slightly, and said:
"You can call me Anderson."
"Very good, welcome Anderson to join us. I hope your introducer has told you about the rules here, so let's start trading."
As soon as the "duke"'s voice fell, before Roman could even ask what the rules were here, a hoarse voice of a middle-aged man sounded:
"I want to buy a pair of golden-eyed red-textured snake's eyeballs, 1,800 pounds."
Roman was a little surprised...
This party does have a high-end meaning. It starts with a deal of 1,800 pounds, which is a very unusual price for the old man "Eye of Wisdom".
Unfortunately, the middle-aged man waited for a long time, but no one answered.
Roman once asked Mr. Downton how to identify the authenticity of traded items, recipes and knowledge at such trade fairs. The answers obtained made Roman both surprised and reasonable.
The "duke" had a magical item in his hand that could provide "identification" ability, which was probably the same as the old man "Eye of Wisdom".
In Roman's thinking, the transaction continues.
"Sell a few bottles of extraordinary potions." A young but straight voice behind Roman was heard, like those old-fashioned nobles.
Roman looked back and saw a thin black shadow holding three glass bottles in his hand, and continued:
"The first bottle is a therapeutic agent, which targets most non-fatal injuries and common diseases, and even terminal illnesses in medicine. It has good therapeutic effects. It has a validity period of half a year and is priced at 200 pounds."
After saying that, he raised another bottle: "The function of this bottle of medicine is to dissipate its own odor and blend its own taste with the environment. It is valid for half a year and costs 50 pounds."
Then he raised the last bottle:
"This bottle of medicine can effectively eliminate snakes and insects, but it is worth noting that the medicine has no lethality to snakes and insects. It's just that the smell of medicine is like a human being smelling nauseous secretions.
I consciously want to stay away. The potion is valid for half a year and costs 50 pounds."
A "pharmacist" or a "potion professor"? A vampire?
When Roman listened to the description, he began to guess in his heart. When he finished speaking, Roman spoke directly:
"Three bottles are packed, 300 pounds, I wonder what this friend calls it?"
For Roman, he has no healing ability, so this bottle of healing potion is worth the price whether it is prepared for himself or for friends. The remaining two bottles are functional potions, so it is better to take it as a bonus.
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"Can you call me Mr. Professor, do you have anything else to do? The treatment agent is not easy to prepare, and this one should be the only bottle recently."
It is still a stern noble tone.
Hearing him say this, several people present were ready to move, but the other two bottles of potions were not what they needed.
In the end, Roman bought three bottles of potions for 380 pounds and asked the "Duke" Mr. to take the appraisal for 10 pounds.
Through his actions, Roman probably judged that he had an item with the ability of "notary public", but it was not ruled out that it was intentional disguise.
After Roman completed this wave of potion transactions, several more transactions were completed at the meeting. Roman heard that Mr. Downton also bought some materials.
Perhaps this is one of the purposes of his visit to the party this time. After all, although he is an Abraham, there are no common materials in the family treasure house. Most of the ones that can be preserved are valuable and extraordinary materials.
Ordinary spiritual materials are not common, so when they need them, they need to find a way to buy them themselves.
Roman wasn't surprised either, this was normal.
After a few deals, Roman suddenly heard a crisp female voice in the corner:
"I got some information about the current serial murderer. Is anyone interested?"
Um?
Roman couldn't help but turn his head and glance at her, then was shocked. Did he have some obvious reaction? However, seeing that many people present were looking in her direction like Roman, Roman felt relieved.
Yet, this serial killing caused great trouble to the wild extraordinary people in Beckland, and it was normal for everyone present to pay attention to this matter.
Because of this murderer, the extraordinary people from the three major churches and the military, the search for extraordinary people in wilds has increased a lot, making everyone feel a little sad in recent days.
Roman was thinking, and several cloaked men had raised their hands and asked to trade with the lady.
However, Roman had no interest in spending money to learn about this matter. No one knew more about the murderer than Roman.
He was thinking about how to sell some of the information to the "world" at the acquired Tarot meeting in exchange for some gold pounds, which must be very fun.
The lady over there had already completed the transaction with several cloaked men, and then a voice that could not be distinguished from a man or a woman came from the corner:
"Does anyone know about the 'Charmer'?"
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