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But after the words were exported, he seemed to remember something and hesitated.
He didn’t bring so much money.
According to his habit, it’s time for his entourage to go back and get money and send it back, but he can’t wait to test the power of this new weapon, so he changed his habit and said to Purnot, "I don’t have so much money with me. Go back with me and get it."
There’s nothing to do here. He wants to go back and try the power of this new weapon quickly!
Purnot and Norman looked at each other and asked, "Who are you?"
After a long time, there was no money to ask them to follow him to withdraw money. Does that sound a little dangerous?
"This gentleman is Lord Byron, Marquis of Aubrey, Lord of Douala."
The blond man behind him seems to have seen Norman’s doubts.
Chapter two hundred and eleven Chivard
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……
Many people talk too much, and many times it doesn’t matter what Norman, the anchor, does. They can bring up the topic and rhythm themselves. For example, because of the live broadcast of Baron Byron’s hair color, these water friends can quarrel with each other.
And all this is working. Norman sees it in his eyes, and at the same time he silently listens to the dialogue taking place around him.
"… Mr Purnot, you are a painter? I have been wondering just now because Mr. Purnot, your temperament is really not like a craftsman who has been dealing with stoves all the year round. "
Byron sat on a horse and said that his face was absent-minded. Although his mouth was Purnot’s, his eyes kept gathering with Norman’s wrapped face next to Purnot-there was bread that made Byron miss the powerful magic weapon cross sword.
A group of them are walking in the middle of the street in the direction of the Lord’s house.
Byron, the duke, seems to particularly like the knight lifestyle. He is not only particularly interested in weapons, but also travels without riding a carriage like an ordinary aristocrat. Instead, he rides a big white horse, which is pure in color and valuable at first glance. Byron is also very brave and looks like a king of white horses.
Byron’s two servants were walking on both sides of the white horse, and then Purnot and Norman were on the periphery. Purnot was leaning against Norman, holding a weapon and carrying a pike.
"I used to live in Jebel Dana, but I left art this year because I lost my residence in Jebel Dana, and I am going back to my hometown."
Purnot also accompanied Byron to say one build what did not build.
"It turns out that Mr. Purnot is also an artist who returned from Jebel Dana. I said that Douala had never heard of it before …"
So the two chatted without salt or light, and both sides had nothing to say, and they fell silent from time to time.
Fortunately, Douala is not big, and soon they came to the duke’s house.
Like many cities, the main mansion of Douala is also a fortress in the city, which is made of huge stones. It looks very majestic, and several soldiers can be seen patrolling more solemnly.
Byron, the duke, didn’t take Purnot in to visit a duke’s mansion, and then stopped to let one of the servants go in and get the money quickly. He continued chatting with Purnot outside, but it was obvious that his mind was not finished now-the duke’s eyes were almost glued to Norman’s hand, and his eyes were as hot as if he could penetrate into it to see the weapons inside.
Thanks to this guy who likes this magic weapon so much, he didn’t even pay back the price, so it went so smoothly.
It seems that they can start to buy the materials for searching the antidote today.
Norman casually glanced at Byron like this in my heart.
As usual, I can’t come forward by myself for safety. I have to buy some strangers to buy those materials instead of myself. Before that, I need to change my face …
Norman is thinking about the specific matters of the next action to see what other areas need to be supplemented and improved. Suddenly he noticed that someone was approaching their side.
Norman didn’t turn around to see the horse, but waited until the man approached and shouted a "Byron" before turning his head to look at the past with several other people at the scene.
See behind them came a small carriage parked quietly, the groom had stood aside and the carriage and one of them came up with a big smile on their faces, and the "Byron" was his name.
This is a man who looks younger than Byron and is in his twenties. He has brown hair and a hairstyle that is not as unruly as Byron’s, but he obediently combs his head and puts it into a ponytail.
This man is not bad-looking, but unlike Byron Yingwu, his face is softer and he looks easy to talk to.
If Byron is a dazzling sun, it is a gentle moon.
"Good day, Chivard"
Byron finally looked away from Norman’s hand parcel and said hello to the man, but the horse took his eyes back and continued to stare at Norman’s hand parcel.
Byron’s two servants not only played a role in protecting Byron, but after the young master saw Byron’s current state, the remaining servant took on Byron’s temporary spokesman and helped Byron introduce him.
"This is Mr. Purnot, a painter from Jebel Dana, and this is his friend Ms. Shalia."
"This gentleman is also Aubrey’s adult, Mr. Byron’s younger brother, Lord Chivard."
After the introduction, Chivard and Purnot politely exchanged a few greetings, while Norman played his role as a village woman, unable to speak coherently, and the whole person was on pins and needles.
After greeting each other, Chivard noticed his brother’s strange appearance and asked, "Byron, what’s the matter?"
The servant said the reason. "When we went to the brilliant market today, we saw that one of the weapons sold by Mr. Purnot was a magic weapon …"
This servant has done a lot of this kind of endorsement, and his words are very smooth and detailed, and there is nothing wrong with what happened today.
Chivard listened silently and then gave Purnot and Norman a polite smile and chatted with Purnot. "How many years has Mr. Purnot lived in Jebel Dana? I have a friend who lives in Jebel Dana all the year round. His name is Benedict? John doesn’t know if Mr. Purnot has heard of my friend … "
Unlike Byron, who is full of that magic weapon, his younger brother is much more decent.
Although Norman doesn’t seem to be outstanding in dealing with people, the Lord Chivard rarely chats with Purnot very hard, which makes the atmosphere at the scene finally stop being boring. Moreover, the Lord really doesn’t have a fight at all. Not only does he chat with Purnot, the painter, but he also talks to "Shalia", a woman who is a rude village woman from time to time.
In addition, the footwork of the servant was still quite fast. After a few people chatted here, they soon saw that the side door opened and the servant rushed out quickly, followed by an old gentleman with meticulous hair. The old gentleman was still holding a bulging bag in his hand and dragging the bottom with one hand. It looked heavy.
"Mr Byron, Mr Chivard"
The old man quickly came over and said hello to the two lords first. Chivard returned a gift. Byron couldn’t wait to return a gift in a hurry. After that, he quickly took the bag from the old man’s hand, opened it and took a look. Then he directly pulled the bag mouth with one hand and stuffed it into Purnot’s arms.
"Count 125 Quintarans."
Byron stuffed the bag into Purnot’s arms and continued to stare at Norman with weapons in his hands, and his eyes became hotter.
After a pause, he added, "You’d better count quickly."
It’s not hard to see how eager he is now.
125 quintalands …
This is also a huge number for Purnot, and the money is not his. In terms of quality, these gold talans belong to the saints, and he dare not neglect them.
So Purnot, regardless of his status as a great painter, untied the bag and began to count it carefully.
Such a number is a small half-day, and Purnot counted it three times in a row for fear that he was wrong, which finally confirmed it.
"Yes, it is indeed 125 Quintarans."
Byron’s expression looks like he’s in a hurry. I don’t know if anyone will return it to him. It’s a bubble of urine that has been suppressed for three days.
Now, on hearing Purnot’s words, Byron immediately "snatched" the package he was holding from Norman-it was really rude.
Then Byron was forced to go into the castle from the side door with the package, no matter if there was a pike that disappeared in the blink of an eye. Finally, the pike was taken over by his servant from Norman. Although the pike and machete are also good things, it is not the case when compared with the cross sword. Byron can’t wait to test the power of the cross sword and can’t take a weapon.
You can leave when you get the money.
Norman watched Purnot put the money pocket firmly tied up again, thinking that at the same time, his eyes wandered around casually.
There are very few people waiting at the gate of the Lord’s Mansion, and there are not many people. Occasionally, some people are also passing by in a carriage. But few people see the scene of Purnot Counting Jintalan, which will surely save a lot of trouble.
"Let’s go"
Purnot carefully put the purse into his arms, and after his coat was concealed, he said, "They are going to leave, but they hear a sound."