"The emperor has just arrived in Xia, the southern capital." Sherlock looked at Richard and replied.
Sherlock continued: "You should have heard that the Soma Alliance has a huge area. In order to facilitate its governance, it has five capitals: Central Capital, Northern Capital, Eastern Capital, Southern Capital and West Fort. West Fort, which guards the border, in addition to the Sika Kingdom Except when the situation is tense, the alliance emperor generally does not go. During the rest of the year, he takes turns sitting in the four capitals.
Only a few months after leaving Nandu Chara last time, the Alliance Emperor returned with his mobile palace, obviously paying great attention to Nandu Chara. There are rumors that the alliance intends to make Nandu the true sole capital.
In response, the entire city near Nandu held celebrations. After all, this brought them a lot of benefits. Being so close to Faroe, it is natural that it is not exempt from the custom. It is the most solemn celebration among these cities. Starting from today, banquets will be held for three consecutive nights.
Of course, there is also a saying that the reason why Faro celebrated so grandly was because important figures from the court came. The big shots summoned officials from nearby Faro to discuss a major event, which was cleverly covered by a banquet. But no matter what the truth is, the banquet will definitely be extraordinary, and I naturally want to attend and experience it. "
"Is that so?" Richard nodded with understanding. To be honest, he was focused on research and really didn't understand this kind of thing.
"How about it, my dear friend, do you want me to take you to attend? I have multiple invitations." Sherlock showed off, winked and said, "Ordinary nobles can even get one." Not even there.”
Richard smiled and waved his hand: "Let's forget it. You know me, I don't like the excitement."
"Then you're done." Sherlock sighed, "If this continues, you will definitely die alone at home. Although you are very powerful, equivalent to a fourth-level wizard, don't you feel depressed living like this?"
"do not think so."
"..." Sherlock choked, "Okay, I won't advise you anymore."
After saying that, Sherlock walked towards the carriageway on the street: "Since you won't go, then I'll get busy first and prepare to go to the tailor master in the city to try on my new dress. As for the books you want, I I will find a way to collect it for you, but I have to wait until tomorrow anyway."
"That's fine."
"Let's go then."
"Goodbye." Richard waved.
"Roll, scroll, scroll..." Sherlock waved his hand, got into the carriage and left quickly.
…
In the evening, dusk is coming to an end.
The last light was about to dissipate, and "bang bang bang", there was a knock on the door of Richard's courtyard.
After about half a minute, Richard walked out, opened the door, and saw a servant standing outside. After giving him a polite salute, he quickly stepped aside, revealing a beautiful white carriage on the street.
Sherlock poked his head out of the carriage, took a few glances, jumped down, walked over, and handed out a piece of paper.
"Here, here you go." Sherlock said.
"What is this?" Richard asked.
"It's what you want." Sherlock said, with a tone that was a bit asking for compliments. "I originally wanted to help you collect it after the banquet in the evening and before attending the banquet tomorrow night. But I, I am really too kind to my friends. I pretended to be my friend's request and had no interest in playing. I had no choice but to take advantage of the tailor's spare time to change my clothes and work hard to collect them for you, and they are all here."
"Just this piece of paper?" Richard looked at it and was a little surprised, "So little?"
Could it be that the affairs of the royal family are too secretive and only the contents of a piece of paper have been circulated
"What are you thinking about? This is the catalog." Sherlock rolled his eyes, pointed toward the street, and said, "The real content is at the back."
As he spoke, the heavy sound of wheels came, and a flatbed carriage approached and stopped.
Two tall men unloaded a heavy wooden box from the car and put it into the yard of Richard's residence. When they opened it, they saw that it was full of books. The number was suffocating.
"Did you see it?" Sherlock waved his hand, "These are all. Don't think that there are few things about the royal family. In fact, there are so many things that are unimaginable. After all, the royal family is what people are most interested in, and there are all kinds of real and unreal things. True rumors can be found in any tavern. The ones I have collected for you are all relatively high in authenticity. Take your time and read them. If you are not satisfied after reading them, I will give you a few boxes of relatively low authenticity. Send it."
"All right… "
"Okay, look, I'm really going to the banquet now, and the joy in it is beyond your imagination." After saying this, Sherlock clicked his tongue, got into the carriage and left with the people.
After Sherlock left, Richard looked at the box full of books placed in the yard, couldn't help shaking his head, and carried it into the room with one hand to read.
…
Soon, two days passed.
Two days later at noon,
Richard was sitting at the table in the courtyard room, flipping through to the end of a book that was thick enough to kill someone. He closed it with a "bang" sound, and said to himself thoughtfully:
"Princess...is this the truth..."
A few minutes later.
"brush!"
The handkerchief placed on the corner of the table lit up and flashed several times. This was Jasmine delivering new news, asking to meet as soon as possible and giving the specific location.
Richard took a look, put away the handkerchief, pondered for a few seconds, and walked out.
…
Outside Faroe.
Richard fell from the sky and stopped outside a forest. He glanced around and confirmed, "Well, this should be right here."
Looking into the woods, the lame witch Su walked out after a while, nodded and said: "Our captain is waiting for you."
"Okay." Richard didn't hesitate, followed Su into the depths of the woods, and met Jasmine and the others.
"Sorry to bother you, I'm inviting you to meet this time. I need your help with something." After the meeting, Jasmine said her purpose straight to the point without being too polite.
"What are you busy with?" Richard asked happily, "Are you exploring ancient ruins like last time?"
"It's almost the same, but the details have changed a bit." Jasmine said, "We really need you to help us go deep into an ancient ruins. To be precise, you only need to help us go deep into the middle of the ruins, where we can get what we want. .The rest, the second half of the ruins, is too dangerous and does not need to be explored. After the exploration, we cannot share the profits from the ruins with you, but we can give you other compensation."
"What?" Richard asked.
"How about this?" Jasmine reached out and took out a thin scroll. After unfolding it, she saw that there were complicated magic patterns carved on it.
"This is a magic prop. It is made of extremely special materials. The combination of the materials and magic patterns can produce very special effects." Jasmine said, "The specific performance is that once activated, the user can be instantly restored to energy. The package has extremely powerful repair capabilities. Basically, except for injuries that cause instant death, whether it is excessive bleeding or missing limbs, it can be repaired. From a certain perspective, this is an extra life."