Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes -
Chapter 244 - 19 Open the Lower Door, Your Dinner Has Arrived
Chapter 244: Chapter 19 Open the Lower Door, Your Dinner Has Arrived
"How about it? Now you understand why I spent time specifically looking for him during the early public testing period, right?"
Leaning on the long sofa, watching the auctioneer continue to auction items that sparked no desire, the Last Dragon Descendant looked towards Tiramisu.
The training task given to him by Anvis had a modest money reward, but provided high experience, and he could also claim standard Magic Equipment from the Olivendi, which would allow him to quickly upgrade to level thirty and above.
"You are a higher level than me; did you detect his current information? I can only detect a name, everything else is a question mark."
"No, I can only detect the attributes of that native little girl and the kitten."
The cat-eared girl shook her head and curled up on another sofa, casually taking out a magic power snack to eat.
In the brief auction time, watching Anvis raise the bid by tens of thousands, as a thief, Tiramisu had more than once felt the itch to try and practice her "Steal" skill proficiency.
But she resisted it.
The moment she attempted to detect, Anvis suddenly glanced at her.
That glance made her a bit agitated, and she immediately behaved like a tame kitten.
"Then he must have increased his strength... I had detected his attributes once near the end of the internal test,"
Saying this, the elf couldn’t help but smack her lips.
"At that time, he was level twenty-four, but his Challenge Level was up to forty. Now that even you can’t identify his attributes, it’s estimated that his level has also reached above thirty.
According to the settings, only about a year has passed in the game from the public test to now... This leveling speed, players can’t match it, right?"
"Does that mean, he might be a ’Child of the Version’ in the current version?"
Listening to the Last Dragon Descendant’s narration, Tiramisu suddenly became interested.
Unlike normal NPCs, a Child of the Version possesses a strong hero template, as well as extensive unique storylines, and also plays a crucial role in the main storyline of the entire game.
If one could firmly cling to the Child of the Version, it would be equivalent to unearthing a gold mine; future tasks and rewards would be unimaginably generous.
"That’s what you said, not me!"
Glancing at the girl who posed comfortably like a common cat curled up on the sofa, the elf outright denied it.
After all, Mysterious Era is the world’s first full-body immersive game, and no one can be sure whether the experiences of past role-playing games are still valid in this game.
The cat’s demeanor obviously wanted to report in his name, so if anything went wrong in the future, she could shift the blame to him.
"Tch~ Anyway, I will pass the information of this NPC to the club to assess and decide whether to invest in him in the future,"
Tiramisu muttered under her breath, curling her lips.
"Did you just specifically emphasize the ’future’ part?"
The elf looked suspicious.
"If you’re too perceptive, you won’t be able to find a partner in the future! You’ll only have your right hand as a lifelong companion!"
"How dare you say that about me, you filthy Cat King?!"
"Enough bickering, he’s come out!"
"He’s out? Oh..."
The Last Dragon Descendant glanced down, the auction below had just ended.
The door of booth number thirteen opened, and a slightly stout noble and his guard walked out and entered a special VIP passage to the side.
That was their mission target for this trip; the current identity of the Last Dragon Descendant was a private detective, hired by the Viscountess to investigate whether her husband had affairs and illegitimate children.
This situation was common among nobles, usually happening when the woman’s family had stronger power than the man’s.
Using his charm, the Last Dragon Descendant tried to boost the Viscountess’s favorability, thus the final task reward was increased by fifty percent.
After accepting the task, feeling uncertain about doing it alone, he pulled in a small cat, who also happened to be in the Royal Capital, to share the task with.
Seeing this scene, two players hastily left the venue as well, preparing to continue their tracking and investigation.
....
In the venue, the man in the black robe stood up with the rest of the guests to leave.
Ordinary guests could choose to leave through the normal exit, or pay for the teleportation fee and leave via the Teleportation Array.
The man in the black robe chose the former, but after leaving the auction house, he wrapped himself in his cloak and vanished into thin air.
All of this was observed by the guard from the Olivendi Family who was following him.
Walking to where the man in the black robe disappeared, he closed his eyes slightly to sense the direction of the spatial fluctuations.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and quickly headed towards the west side of the Middle District in the Royal Capital, toward a splendid golden high-rise building hundreds of meters tall.
That was one of the landmark buildings in the Middle District of the Royal Capital, the largest top-tier hotel known as ’The Slumber of the Giant Dragon’.
At that moment, within a luxurious private room at the top of the hotel, the figure of the man in the black robe materialized again.
He took off his complete outfit, changed into ordinary lavish attire, and pulled off the white mask on his face, turning it and the black robe to ashes together.
With the mask gone, it was visible that he had blue-gray eyes, a high nose bridge, and neatly combed brown hair, exuding a friendly demeanor.
If someone who knew him were present, they would exclaim his name in surprise.
Hein Kurman, Chairman of the Silver Vine Commerce.
His commerce had seized the opportunities of the era, focusing on managing the emerging mechanical business and thus rose swiftly, occupying a place in the Empire’s market.
Although his fortune was made recently, the development of his commerce was clear and all operations were standard, fully withstanding any scrutiny.
No one would have guessed that beneath this gleaming facade, he was also a leader of a Resistance Organization and a member of a mysterious organization.
Taking out a Black Crystal Ball that had been specially treated to resist Prophecy Magic, Hein sent out a brief message.
"Auction failed, high-level nobles intervened, identity unknown, requesting assistance for investigation."
But after a short wait, only a brief message came back in the crystal ball.
"Halt all actions, await further messages."
Looking at the message in the crystal ball, Hein clenched his teeth, his right fist tightly squeezing unknowingly, a deep frustration apparent on his face.
If the ’organization’ responded with this result, there was only one possibility:
The background of that ’distinguished guest’ was too significant, so significant that even the organization could not afford to provoke them lightly.
Pocketing the crystal ball, Hein sighed deeply, silence falling over him for a moment, a hint of self-mockery crossing his eyes.
Nobles, always the nobles.
A well-prepared plan, yet ruined by an utterly absurd reason.
Walking to the window, he quietly looked down at the bustling life of the Royal Capital below, which moved like ants, his gaze gradually calming down.
By now, the evening had set in; mechanical street lamps neatly lined the streets and alleys of the Royal Capital, the white, bright light illuminating the bustling night scene of the Royal Capital, as if a river of stars had descended to earth.
"How wonderfully and deceitfully prosperous, but for how much longer can this old age empire’s dream last?"
"Wait and see, this won’t be the end, even without that crystal egg, I will find something else to replace it..."
But just as he was making a resolute decision, a knock suddenly came from the direction of the room’s door.
"Your Excellency, your dinner has arrived."
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