Some people blamed Xia Yibing for bringing up the topic directly, but in the eyes of some people, she deserved it. There was a sound of an electric bell. The gray-haired girl who was slumped on the sofa stood up immediately, ran to the mirror and tidied her appearance, smiled at herself in the mirror with the kindest and most professional smile she could think of, trotted to the door and looked through the peephole. A minute later, she sullenly ushered in Villefort and a tall, strange man, without even bothering to make them tea. "Are you so busy, Hitzfeld?" Villefort was amused by her lovely appearance. He took off his felt hat and coat, sat down on the sofa comfortably, and began to look around the room. The house is very tidy. As autumn approached, the weather began to get colder. The fire in the fireplace had just gone out, and the whole house was warm due to the residual heat. There were some fruits and a pile of open books on the coffee table, and judging from the half-eaten apple, the owner of the house was replenishing his energy before they arrived. "It's lunch time now." Villefort glanced at the clock and confirmed that the hands were not past one o'clock. "You are still growing, how can you eat fruit for lunch? I will ask Jones to buy you some."
"I--" Just as Hitzfeld was about to refuse, he saw from the corner of his eye that the person standing at the door had pushed the door open and left. Ok…… At least it's the other party's good intention. "I heard... uh... some rumors." Villefort must have been having a good time recently, as can be seen from his now more spacious body. He stared at Hitzfeld happily, feeling very satisfied with her high self-discipline. "Ah, those rumors are--" "No need to explain, no need to explain, Hitzfeld. I know most of them are nonsense, and you can't just find someone to solve your lifelong affairs." Villefort shook his head, and bade her not to dwell too much on the matter. But it is different. Through the Crystal Sea case, Aisuen Hitzfeld became completely famous. Although the outside world still didn't know the details, the notice posted by the Central Diocese couldn't be fake. It clearly stated the name of the person who uncovered the truth about the Crystal Sea, which made the girl famous throughout Wayne Port. There are many people among them who have known her for a long time - most of them are within Shadow Lion - and under the influence of some well-organized rumors, her crazy work these days is seen as... avoiding a tangled and complicated relationship. Of course, the rumor mill certainly doesn't know who is on the other side of this relationship. Otherwise, the intensity wouldn't be what it is now, that group of people would definitely be furious. "What I'm more concerned about is," Hitzfeld glanced at the strange man sitting on the other sofa, who hadn't spoken a word since he entered the door, "when will the parish deliver the bounty to me." Yes. That's why she had the confidence to reject Baron Skye.
The Central Diocese had posted notices in all the dioceses. They were varied and contained all kinds of mysterious and unsolved mysteries of dangerous places. It was said that this was to explore the gray fog and completely uncover the mystery of the gray fog. In short, they prepared a very generous reward for anyone who actually solved the problem. The reward for uncovering the mystery of the Crystal Sea is 5 Sera. It’s certainly not as much as what the Baron gave, but it’s definitely a huge sum. If she had this money, she wouldn't have been so tired during this period. Xia Yibing's figure flashed away. Ok…… Having money doesn't necessarily mean you won't be tired... "How did you tell?" The tall, thin man finally spoke. He is nearly two meters tall, which does make him look very thin. When expressing doubt, he would subconsciously raise his eyebrows, and when he took off his hat, several forehead wrinkles appeared on the already barren grassland above his head. "There aren't many people in Wayne who can get along with the Director of the Security Bureau with this attitude." Hitzfeld said calmly. "Your aura and demeanor show that you are a special person. Add to that your unique body shape, and the fact that you can hold a cane made of fine steel even though you look frail—" She shifted her gaze to look at the black cane that the man had leaned against on the sofa, which was deeply sunken due to his weight. "Having ruled out the possibility that you are from the Security Bureau, the remaining possibility is probably... the Flint Knight?" "Well……" The man covered his mouth and sank into deep thought, looking a bit "conflicted as to whether or not he should admit it." "Maybe even gold level." “…Ahem!” The man covered his mouth and coughed. "Well, since you can see it clearly, I will just tell you directly." He simply laid his cards on the table. "My name is Carl, and as you guessed, I am a Gold-rank Flint Knight." "The reason why I asked Villefort to come to you is to discuss with you the reward for the Crystal Sea case." "On the other hand, I have a new commission for you." --------
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why? Because there is a lack of trade partners in the vast sea area to the right of Wayne Port. After passing the coastal waters, the gray fog area is just a short distance away. Sailing eastward requires taking a specific route, and this route can only take people to the "Lost Continent of Laceres". All the Laceres were dead, so they were not worth trading with. Using them as colonies was not feasible due to various restrictions. After all, there were still many remote areas in Sara that had not yet obtained the Xieyang Stone Carvings. Rather than mobilizing a large number of troops to carry the stone slabs across the ocean and consuming huge manpower and material resources and risks to build there, it was obviously better to stabilize the basic situation first and get the domestic situation in order. As a result, the function of Port of Wien as a port city has been greatly weakened. To its north is the Northern Diocese, and the areas to its south are all affected by the radiation from Nanxinze. Ships need to take a long detour from here to other countries. The reason why it has developed so prosperously is because of its political status. After all, most of the money flows in here, but countless amounts of money also flows out from here. The best jewelry. The finest steel. The best spices. But excluding these factors, the conditions in Port Wein are indeed not as good as those in Nanxinze. Nanxinze is close to Goli, and it only takes two days to cross the country by boat from here. Nanxinze is backed by the Bro Grand Canyon extending from the outskirts of Middle-earth City. With this canyon as the dividing line, looking towards the south of the continent, there is Sara on the right and the Dune Kingdom on the left. The cost of crossing the mountains is high, but it is easy to bypass them by sea. Nanxinze happens to be next to this line, which allows ships to go north from here, directly from the estuary on the other side of the canyon into the primeval forest in the south, and transport goods deep into the desert. If it's farther... Going further, it seems that we will reach the Fire Dragon Alliance. That was too far for most people, including Hitzfeld. Whether traveling by land or water, it would take at least half a year, and if there were any problems or delays along the way, a year would have already been spent. So let’s not talk about the Fire Dragon Alliance. Although she was curious about the country, she had wondered why they chose such a name. "Nan Xinze has had some... rather strange phenomena recently." Carl didn't know that Hitzfeld had already gone over Nan Xinze's information in his mind in a very short time. He still frowned, thinking about how to describe this strange thing. "You usually read the newspaper, I think, Miss Hitzfeld." “Yes, every day.” When he first came to Weinport, he was too busy to read the newspaper. Later, when life became more stable, reading the newspaper became one of Hitzfeld's pastimes. "Then you must also know that many newspapers will add some serialized literary works at the end of the page for promotion." "That's what happened." "That's where the problem lies." Karl nodded. "Recently, several local media outlets in South Xinze have launched a 'war'. Starting with the Fun Facts Newspaper and headed by the Evening News, they began serializing novels in the back pages, using this method to increase sales." "Oh, then they are a little late." The corners of Hitzfeld's mouth unconsciously curled up, and the sarcasm was very obvious.
When it comes to extravagance and decadence, no place in Sara can compare to Wayne. Not to mention the earliest tricks like publishing novels in newspapers to increase sales, even those cheap novels involving love affairs actually originated from Wayne and then gradually spread. After all, most of the readers of these books are here. Compared with the weird ideas that the noble lords of Wayne Port have come up with for the sake of luxurious enjoyment, and the speed at which these weird ideas have been implemented, Nan Xinze is indeed slow in reacting as he is only thinking about learning now. "This should be a good thing, Mr. Karl." "If that were all, it would be a good thing." Carl smacked his lips, "But the problem now is... it's out of control."