The merchants took their own goods and followed the humanoid machinery. Along the way, the humanoid told them about Jeffries' history and customs, and explained Jeffries' latest technology.

It is like a very graceful owner, who takes his guests to visit his city. However, when merchants ask it, it will not answer other questions. Gradually, people gradually discovered that this humanoid machine will only operate according to the prescribed procedures and cannot make independent thinking.

Even though the new technology of humanoid machinery was ahead, when everyone was led to Marchel's mansion, they were still shocked by the magnificent mansion.

To be honest, it is not easy to own such a mansion in a city like Jeffries. It requires not only enough wealth, but also enough fame.

Marchel seemed to be satisfied with this. I heard that his family was also aristocrats in the aristocratic circle and had such a considerable influence. His own profession of a sculptor was enough to help him earn a lot of wealth.

So before coming to meet such a customer, the merchants also deliberately took care of their instruments and made them look less overwhelmed.

At least they all wore gowns, except Mann.

Mann was still wearing the clothes he usually wore, a off-white shirt and a short brown jacket, and a dusty traveler's outfit.

"Chu." He looked at the people around him, pulled his brown jacket uncomfortably, and came to Chu's side and said, "Chu, do you have any way to change your clothes?"

Because he is the only one who looks like he is from the countryside.

Because of the contract, I had already learned about Mann's thoughts when he asked a question and nodded.

"sure."

She blocked her body in front of Mann so that the merchant in front of him could not see him, and stretched out a hand and placed it on Mann's shoulder.

Strands of black thread emerged from Chu's palm and entangled on Mann. In a breath, Mann's clothing had turned into a delicate black dress, and his hair was neatly taken care of.

These were all used to be evil in imitating the appearance of those merchants. After helping Mann change her clothes, she also took a photo of herself. In just one moment, she went from being a traveling merchant to a butler in a suit.

A black suit was worn close to her, making her figure look longer and straighter. Her short black hair was simply tilted to one side, a few strands of bangs half covering her left eye with a scar, and a pair of white gloves on her hand, naturally behind her back, looking like she was on standby at any time.

All this happened in a very short period of time, and with the initial hidden movements, almost no one in the businessman in front noticed that two people changed their clothes in this inconspicuous corner.

Only a few members of the Silver Sword Squad saw these. After seeing Chu's simple wave of his hand, he could float a silver coin, they already had a certain degree of immunity to Chu's behavior.

At first, he was at least a high-level magician, and this view has almost been confirmed by them.

But Lorna's eyes were a little complicated. She pinched her rough palms a little lonely, and remembered what she said to her at the celebration that day, and the words that should have been covered by the sound of fireworks.

"Lorna, we are not suitable."

Yes, how could it be suitable?

She is not worthy of Chu in terms of identity or strength.

Chu was a nobleman, and she was just a civilian, Chu was a high-level magic envoy who even the Magic Academy would rush to invite, while she was just a warrior.

But did she give up like this? No, she has considered it seriously in the past few days. She will not harass Chu anymore, but she will practice harder until one day she will be able to propose a marriage contract with the Heskama family.

If Chu hadn't been with someone else at that time, she would have gone to Xiskama in person, and as long as Chu hadn't rejected her in person, she would never give up.

Thinking of this, Lorna tightened her hand.

What no one knows is that in the future, the sixth sky swordsman on the continent, the Dawn Sword at dawn, began her desire to become stronger from here.

"Ba, bha, bha." A clapping sound came from the front of the crowd. The crowd, which was originally commotion, quieted for a moment, and everyone's eyes focused in the direction where the sound came.

A smiling nobleman walked towards everyone. His manners were very elegant, just right at the slightest, giving people a very comfortable feeling. The old brown coat on his body made him look a bit old-fashioned, while the too wide hat made him look a little funny. This contrast is subtlely combined with a person, but it is inexplicably undesirable.

"Welcome to you. I believe everyone has already understood me, so I won't introduce myself. Simply put, my name is Marchel, and I am the one who buys your products."

He said as he took off his politeness, skillfully turned around in the air, placed it on his chest, and bowed slightly.

"First of all, thank you very much for coming from afar. My machinery will count the quantity of goods to you and pay the corresponding amount."

Marchel smiled and straightened up, put her hat on her head again, and knocked her cane on the ground.

Soon a team of humanoid machinery walked out of his manor and walked to every merchant to count the number of magic crystals to them.

The robot's work efficiency was very fast. It took about ten minutes to complete all the product statistics, and a report was listed and handed over to Marchel.

Marchel looked at the report as if she was satisfied. She raised her brow happily and said to everyone with her hands.

"Secondly, I want to tell you a good news. You will be the last group of merchants I have received. My magic crystal has been purchased. You are very lucky because I will receive you with a sumptuous dinner and take you to my manor."

Marchel's words made the merchants outside the manor happy. First, they were glad that they had good luck and had become the last group of traders. Second, they were able to enjoy dinner and visit in such a manor. If they could have a good relationship with Mr. Marchel, maybe this would be an opportunity for them, and even Mann was a little excited.
Chapter completed!