Chapter 1912: After the auction

The disposal of the eternal snails made some people dissatisfied, especially those who wanted to compete for the ring, but more people were still very happy. Who would be unhappy if they could get the treasure they wanted at a very low price. It's just that this happiness has been diluted a lot by the bad news of natural disasters.
Putist asked the butler to put away the eternal conch, and when he looked up, he found that the mysterious person had disappeared.
"Huh, sneaky guy, playing mystery." Boqin turned around with a bit of disdain, and turned to dissatisfied with the manor owner: "Little Putist, your last behavior made me happy~!"
Putiste apologized: "As an apology, I have prepared a gift for every guest present, and someone will deliver it to you soon." He added, "I want to ask you and Lermontov. In one sentence, did you know that person just now?"
"I haven't seen it." Boqin said bluntly.
Lermontov shook his head.
Putist asked again: "How strong is he?"
"There are only two tricks against each other, there is no way to judge, but..." Boqin didn't say anything about it, and she didn't know what to say.
Babu said: "I just gave him a palm. I felt that his strength was very soft, but his staying power was very strong. It felt like he was pushed back in the water. In addition, his hands were cold and cold. Lai Montov, how do you feel?"
Lermontov said: "The overall feeling is the same as you, soft and strong, and his shots and movements are surprisingly fast, and his moves are very secretive. This is the first time I have seen him make such strange moves." He said. His side chin twitched unconsciously, leaving a long thin scar there: "His nails are really good."
Dead Snake Heyman said, "It's impossible for a person like this to be without reputation in the mainland, but unfortunately I didn't see what he looked like."
"Manor, I'll go back to my room and rest first. His nails are poisonous. Give me some antidote." Lermontov walked straight away.
Boqin said: "This little injury made him unable to bear it anymore. It seems that the poison in him is very ferocious. But your manor is not air-tight to the outside world. That sneaky guy can't come and go freely, he should still be there. In the manor."
"But I don't know who he is. I haven't found this person in the guest list yet." Putiste said: "There was originally a banquet tonight, but I think Aunt Boqin is tired, so I might as well change it tomorrow. Right. Butler, let the servants take the guests in and bring gifts with them."
The auction ended in this way. Mr. Putiste, the owner of the manor, arranged for everyone to rest, but everyone's mood became a little heavy, and even the evening banquet was changed to a simple meal in their respective rooms.
It is not simple to say that it is a simple meal. The cuisine in the manor is indeed a must. But in the face of delicious food, Hillary and a few people are not in the mood to eat. Even Gordon and Mafia, two people who usually eat well, I can't eat it anymore.
After a while, Lasila couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't help but ask: "Do you think the world will really end up?"
"I can't read this kind of plot in grotesque novels. I never thought I would really encounter this kind of thing." Bang looked at the steel knife in his arms, and said with his head down.
Mafia snorted: "The end of the world is 80% false, and I don't believe these things."
"You said that the manor is lying, why does he have to make such a joke?" Jinx asked.
Mafia snorted again.
Ke'er of the Beast Ear Tribe said sideways: "Jinx, he didn't mean that, he didn't care about it at all."
"Yeah." Mafia said: "It doesn't matter what the end of the world is, it's my shit. I just want to eat for fun, even if the world collapses and the world is extinct, what does it have to do with me? I only care if I am doing well."
"Then you will die too." Jinx said uncomfortably.
Mafia opened her hands disdainfully and said, "The most severely affected area is the eastern part of the mainland. I am now in the western part of the mainland. Besides, people would have died, so I wouldn't do this business if I was afraid of death, isn't it Hillary?"
Hillary didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Mafia chuckled and said, "As for what is not extinct, this is not something I should worry about, Gordon, are you right?"
Gordon touched his dark and shiny brain door and sighed: "Don't look at my bald head, but the idea of ​​saving the world is not something I can think of. I don't think about these messy things, just think that disaster is about It’s not as scary as you say."
Inanika ate a bit of sweet cherries and nodded and said, "I agree with Mafia. The end of the world is something that the Holy Garden and those in power should consider, I don’t care. Everyone should have something to eat, so many delicacies, no It's a shame to eat."
After the meal, a gift prepared by the owner of the manor was also sent, one for each person, a perfume made by the manor. The perfume is egg-yellow, a glass bottle the size of a goose egg, with a gold seal in a beautifully packaged gift box. The gift box also contains a perfume formula and effect.
After reading the formula, Inanica praised: "The owner of this manor is really interested. It says that the perfume sprayed on the wound has a certain function of hemostasis and muscle growth, and it can also cool and refresh the heat, refresh the brain and reduce fatigue. "Yes." She pressed a gold bottle press and smelled: "Wow, this scent is so comfortable, I like it. Hey, it seems to be a little refreshing. The top note is strong but not strong, with a middle note. It is not greasy, the base notes are long and secluded, and it has the fragrance of precious flower stems and fragrant musk. It is the best perfume..."
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In another courtyard in the manor, Putiste was also enjoying the food, but he was enjoying it alone, and the other servants were waiting beside him.
The butler Wood reported next to him: "Master, the guest list has all been checked, and sure enough, there is a name that doesn't match."
"Oh?"
The butler Wood said: "There is a Justitia person on the list. I visited the manor I entered today last night. I asked and checked the "Who's Who in the Mainland" recorded in the manor. There is indeed such a person on the west coast of the mainland. , An ice magician with a strength of Tier 7. He is quite famous in coastal areas, and seems to hold a senior position in the army of Asantania. The people in Waizhuang asked him why he came here, and the situation said that It has something to do with natural disasters, and I came here in particular. Later I saw this person and talked to him. His appearance is similar to the portrait in the Who's Who. After reporting to you, let him enter the manor." The butler continued: " After the auction tonight, the servants arranged the guests according to the list and did not see this person, and just now I remembered one thing. Last year, I heard a guest say that this Justitia seemed to be dead. "
"Ha, it seems that this is the person." Putt down the blade, took a sip and said: "Putting the dead person's identity as an impostor, Putista Manor has met more than one thing. But those people before. I came here by impersonation to deceive benefits. Why is this person?"
The butler said, "Sorry, Master, but Wood was negligent."
Putist said: "You are at fault, but there have been a lot of visitors recently, and you can't be blamed on all of them."
The big steward said: "No matter what his purpose is, he must still be in the manor now. I have mobilized the entire manor to search, and he will definitely be found."
"Well, you can figure it out. I'm really curious about the identity of this person. Come without a trace, go without a trace, mysterious guy."
The butler did not leave immediately, but said: "There is one more thing, the magic circle of the'Gate of Illusion' collapsed."
Putist was surprised: "What's the matter?"
The chief steward said: "Not long ago, the man who was responsible for the maintenance of the magic array discovered that the light reflected by the "Mirror of Corrosion" was abnormal. After inspection, they discovered that the "Mirror of Illusion" was maintained by the "Mirror of Corruption". The entire array map of the gate's magic circle was burned down. Now the magic engineers in the village are studying what the situation is. The preliminary judgment is that the ablation is caused by the excessive magic pressure."
Putiste said with a serious face: "There are three magic arrays in the manor that are constructed by the "Mirror of Void". These three arrays are designed and operated by Darren Pei himself. Any one of them is destroyed and needs to be repaired. I’m afraid it’s all harder, I’m afraid it’s not possible to fix it again.
The butler nodded: "These three magic circles are usually very difficult to maintain, involving the esoteric principles of multiple magic disciplines, and it is really difficult to rebuild or repair them."
Putist laughed suddenly.
The butler and the other servants were taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Master, what are you laughing at?"
Putist said proudly: "I'm happy, I'm glad that my vision is correct. Remember who was the last person to come out of the door of illusion?"
"Celeste Bingzhixie!"
Putiste smiled and said: "The magic circle designed by Mr. Darren Pei is so easily damaged, just like those magic builders judged. That's because the magic circle has been under great pressure and finally can't bear it."
The butler was puzzled: "But he is the only one who has lost."
Putist stood up and waved his hand and said, "You don't know that. The'Gate of Illusion' designed by Mr. Darren Pei is very interesting. It does not mean that the person who can break the battle the fastest is the most powerful person. In fact, the whole The formation method is to simulate the general strength that the entrant should have to fight against. It can be said that entering the'gate of illusion' is facing an'self' with comparable strength."
The butler said, "I know this."
"No, you only know one but not the other. The power of the entrant simulated by the'Gate of Illusory' is displayed in a different form. But if a person's power is very large, and the person's ability is not If you catch up with your own strength, you will lose miserably."
The butler couldn't help changing his color and said: "You mean to say..."
"This person still has great potential that has not yet been discovered. This potential is so big that he can't even beat him, so big that he can't even bear the "Gate of Illusion"!" Putiste's eyes flashed with excitement.
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