Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of time for someone to use it?

Dean only recalled this later. Paul III asked his maid to take him to see the monster. In addition to induced this big passage just now, he also wanted to judge the monster through his reaction.

The situation.

After all, it was a special individual born by chance under the influence of the Messianic rainbow. Because the situation was too rare, it may be difficult for researchers to determine its status.

It is reasonable that Paul III will put his ideas on Dean, a professional.

It fully demonstrates his recognition of the value of his identity as the authority of his breeding.

Dean subtly felt flattered by his enemies.

However, the Dead Paint Flower Spirit and the Ancient Tree Elf are not the same species. Especially the existence of the variable Messiah Rainbow Light has also brought two uncertainties to the Dead Paint Flower Spirit. The difference between the two is definitely more than

Dean is as simple as color and appearance. In fact, he is not sure whether the experience he has obtained from the ancient tree elves can be used on this special monster.

Fortunately, there is a system guarantee. According to the information it gives, Dean can confirm that the current situation of the Dead Paint Flower Spirit is relatively stable. It is in a very wonderful balance unless there is interference from external forces, resulting in

The balance is broken, otherwise it will not change much in the future.

This situation is a bit similar to the dormant period and is not easy to wake up. Generally speaking, the dead lacquer flower spirit at this stage is not very dangerous, and there is no need to worry too much about the physical condition.

That's why Dean dared to stick it in front of it without guarding, and even picked a small piece of flower branches and sealed it into the maid's ice box.

It was precisely from his plain reaction that Paul III saw this and completely relieved and made the decision to carry out the plan.

It was equivalent to using Dean's judgment, and then he turned his head to disgust him. In Lanxing's words, this behavior is to describe it as something related to people is not done at all.

Paul III, who was ignorant of human affairs, drank a sip of tea, looked at the two people in front of him who didn't know what they were thinking, and was a little tired. He simply explained the rest in one breath, and asked them to leave on the excuse of not having enough energy.

The lake center courtyard.

Once again, Dean followed Rensack, walking out like a set machine. From his facial expression, he seemed very calm, but his head had already begun.

I'm wandering outside the sky.

While thinking about how to cut off the dead Qi Hualing, he took mechanical steps under the guidance of his maid.

When the two of them arrived at the gate of the palace and were about to end their day trip to the palace today, the maid suddenly took out a letter from her pocket and handed it to them.

"This is the letter from His Highness the Princess to me to pass it over to you both."

Each person sent a letter. Dean took the envelope, his fingers pressed slightly, and looked at the contents that were obviously thicker than Lunsack, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

After collecting the letter, the two said goodbye to the maid, brought the ice box, and returned to the reception desk.

Lensack, who pushed open the door, immediately opened his envelope and took out the letter paper. Dean, who was one step behind him, wanted to be more stable. He first settled it.

The ice box then took the letter and came to the desk and opened the seal on the envelope.

There was nothing important in it. Apart from a piece of letter paper, which recorded some of the trivial things mentioned in the last time the two of them communicated, was an invitation that looked very luxurious.

It is also the culprit for why the envelope is so full.

Dean opened the invitation letter, which was written by Siglid, and asked him to meet him tomorrow morning at Hassan Auction House in District 1.

Dean knew that the auction house was one of the landmark buildings in District 1.

It is said that it is the most powerful auction house within the human territory, with all kinds of rare treasures in it.

Of course, matching its reputation is the "picky" of this auction house. This Hassan auction house is only open to guests with VIP cards. There are no cards. No matter what identity background it is, how powerful the connections it has.

, they all refused to entertain.

This style of recognizing cards but not people just satisfies the vanity of some people, and therefore has become one of the characteristics of the famous auction houses.

Dean also inquired about the conditions for issuing VIP cards, but unfortunately this thing is entirely determined by the auction house itself. Outsiders have no idea what customers they choose based on.

But I think it is important to know that holding certain assets is the most basic threshold. After all, people who have no money will not feel uncomfortable even if they have a card.

Only rich people can achieve the real effect of this card after getting the card.

Of course, just like the richer people, holding VIP cards is just the basic conditions for entering the auction house. Going up, there are other levels of classifications.

It is said that when you reach a certain level, you can still bring people without cards in.

The reason why Dean knew this was because he wanted to go in and take a look when he heard about the existence of this auction house a few days ago, so he asked Lensack. He heard it from him, but unfortunately, he brought someone.

The level requirements are relatively high, and the level of Rensack is not enough, so he can only go in alone and cannot take Dean.

So Dean had no choice but to give up.

However, I didn't expect that there was another village with dark and bright flowers. The road to Lensack was not accessible, but Siglid sent an invitation.

It also fulfilled his small regret.

With a little curiosity, Dean went to the appointment on time early the next morning. As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by the maid who was specially left by Siglider. She asked for an invitation from Dean and went to the guards at the gate.

After displaying it, I brought people to Siglid's exclusive room.

"Your Highness, President Dean has arrived."

The maid knocked on the door, and after getting permission from the person inside, she pushed open the door and made a "please" gesture towards Dean.

Dean walked into the room, and the luxurious interior made him dizzy for a moment. His unfit appearance fell into Siglider's eyes, in return for her joke.

"Go and find someone to see our president. Why are you young and still unable to walk?"

The close joke instantly eliminated the sense of distance between the two that they hadn't seen for a long time. Dean gradually regained the feeling of communicating with pen pals on weekdays, and his posture also relaxed a lot.

"I stayed in Lalaye City for so long before I came back. Is it a good harvest?"

He sat opposite Siglid and spoke actively.

"That's right."

Siglid made a gesture to the maid, signaling her to bring some refreshments, and replied: "The academic atmosphere in the city of Lalaye is not comparable to that of other places. Standing on that land,

It seems that even my head moves faster than usual... In short, it is a very wonderful feeling, and you will understand it when you go."

In the answer that people thought was Versailles' speech, there was no concern that Dean could not go to the city of Lalaye.

Dean, who was highly anticipated, was not humble, and nodded simply and responded: "Okay."

The maid came over with the tea and arranged the table. After Siglid watched her pour the tea, she waved her hand and asked someone to retreat.

"And the ones I said in the letter before..."

"Wait, bring you my manuscript."

I knew Dean was thinking about his equipment and equipment. Siglid sighed and pushed the materials he had prepared long ago over. After patiently waiting for him to finish reading, he took the information back and concluded: "The general idea is

All of them are there, if nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to complete it smoothly before you leave.”

After saying that, she seemed a little dissatisfied with Dean's attitude, glanced at him sideways and said, "Don't just care about your own things, President, have you selected the top magic pet you told me before?

”

Dean remembered Edith, the witch of the waitress who had promised to give it to Siglid, and cleared his throat awkwardly.

It was no problem, but during this period, Siglid helped him a lot... If he had to pretend that nothing was the same and continue to implement the plan, Dean was a little guilty.

"Ahem... I thought about it carefully and felt that this magic pet was not suitable for you."

He tried to make up for this matter without revealing his plan.

"oh?"

Siglid held his chin and raised his eyebrows.

"I think your letter is well written. The kind of magic pet called Edith, the witch of the mirror, is powerful, has potential, and has both beauty, which suits me."

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I originally ordered an alarm and got up early, but I fell asleep?_? As I got older, my ability to stay up late gradually declined...
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