Out of respect for the extraordinary people in the gold coin system and because of etiquette, Sartre and the others still live in the city lord's mansion.

Of course, this city lord's mansion was not the one that was repeatedly ravaged by Iron Arm Bals and the Throat of Death, but was transformed from a property re-selected by the Sogtos family.

Even though the original city lord's mansion was brutally activated the natural disaster breath, the concentration of the natural disaster breath around him was mostly eliminated, the remaining and even subjective discomfort still made the nobles choose another address.

Of course, if this matter is about Aaron, he will definitely complain: "The Feng Shui is not good."

It is precisely because of the original natural disaster incident and the city lord incident that the current Sogtos family's impression of the Tower of Stars has dropped to a freezing point. Not to mention a warm welcome, there is not even a polite greeting.

They have been to Leiden City for three or four days, but they have never even seen the current city lord of Leiden City.

Even Sorsand believed that if the nobles were not afraid and afraid of another cult event in the time when the extraordinary people without the Tower of Stars were in charge, they would have hoped that the three of them would have died in an attack by an unknown enemy.

The negative impact caused by such an attitude is naturally quite large. For example, Berkeley, who was supposed to be able to receive a lot of spices from the city lord, has never seen the shadow of spices before.

Unwilling to give up, he mentioned the housekeeper many times, but in the end he was all back in vain.

Not to mention the spices that were compensated for being deducted for no reason, even the city lord of Laden City has not given him any extra spices, and only temporarily delivered the necessary spices as needed for the ceremony.

Such a prisoner-like treatment aroused the dissatisfaction of a scapegoat, and thus put all the grievances he suffered on his face.

Of course, he, a poor scapegoat without background, cannot turn against him directly, but at least he still has the right to look at people coldly, right?

Perhaps he was reminded before leaving that Berkeley had neither sarcastic nor provoked trouble along the way. He just swayed in front of Sartre and Sorsander intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't speak anyway.

He did it right in this matter.

For Sartre and Sorsander, the best solution is to go out and walk around, avoid that bad face, and be clean of your eyes.

However, when they returned to their residence, they found Berkeley sitting respectfully at the table, talking to the old and the young.

Sartre couldn't help but glance at the two of them.

The old man looked ordinary, sitting in a wheelchair, his fingers like dead branches were casually placed on the blanket above his knees, giving people a feeling of being weak.

And that young man looked particularly conspicuous.

It is literally dazzling.

He had short, slightly curly silver-white hair, but had black pupils and a ruby ​​earring on his right ear.

At first glance, I always feel that this person's head is shining with various lusters.

"These two are the students of Julianta Lord, Sartre, and Sorsander." Berkeley, who was originally talking and laughing with the young and old, looked stern when he saw Sartre and he seemed to have thought of something. Then he forced a smile to the young and old, raised his hand to introduce.

Immediately, he also introduced the identities of the young and old to Sartre and Sorsand, Tuantivan and his student, Andem.

When Sartre and Sorsander were stunned when he heard the old man's name, he couldn't help but look at each other, and then looked at Tuantivan again.

They did know the name Tuantevan, and they did know that he was an old man in a wheelchair, but what they saw with their own eyes was different from hearing, and it was indeed difficult to connect him with the Agrant's first scepter.

Tuantivan's cloudy eyes also swept across Sorsand, and stayed on Sartre for a long time before slowly speaking: "Julian really taught well."

Even if it might be just polite, Sartre and Sorsander couldn't help but feel much more relaxed when he was praised by Tuantivan.

At least, Tuantivan, a superb mage with half-step platinum, has no malicious intentions.

"I just don't know, you came here today to..." Sartre directly intervened in the topic.

It was obvious that when he went out with Sorsand, Berkeley and Tuantivan had been chatting for a while, and there were even delicate pastries and teas delivered on the table, which showed that even the Sogtos family knew about this.

In terms of identity, Berkeley, a scapegoat with no hard background, does not have such a big face and says such a long thing to Tuantivian.

Then there is only one result...

Master Tuantivan came to find them specifically, or in other words, they came to find the teacher.

Only the tower owner of the Tower of Stars is qualified to have a direct conversation with Tuantivan.

Thinking of this, Sartre's expression slightly restrained and became much more serious.

It is related to the teacher, and he must show the attitude a student should have.

"Yes, I really want to find your teacher to help. In fact, we have just arrived in Laiden City and were going directly to the Moon Tower..."

Tuantivan said, glanced at Sartre as if nothing had happened, "However, I heard that something happened in the Tower of Moon, and I was worried about a waste of time. Just now, there were Julian's students here in Leiden City..."

He sat down slowly, adjusted his seat, gently held the handrail with both hands, and continued, "So, I want to see if I can communicate with Julian in advance. I want to ask your teacher to do me a favor."

As a half-step platinum extraordinary person, he certainly has the right to call Julian by name. In fact, he should do so. To some extent, he represents the face of the scepter mage in the Kingdom of Agrant.

This was said lightly, but it fell into Sartre and Sorsander's ears, which made them frown.

Judging from Tuantivan's meaning, he also wanted to meet the teacher in person.

And if this extraordinary man who could step into the coffin board with half a step, almost half a foot, went to the Moon Tower personally, then what he said was "helping a favor"... was probably a big deal.

Sartre knew very well that although the teacher helped him with his own hands many times, it seemed that the teacher's actions seemed to be extremely cheap.

However, as the strongest prophet on the mainland, Julian's every move and every ceremony must have extremely important significance.

What's more, if he can take action himself, it must be no trivial matter like finding a lost kitten.
Chapter completed!