Perfume Alchemist

Chapter 102
Wen De led Ahao around the labyrinthine roads of Northon Manor.

Along the way, Ahao met a lot of people whose dressing styles were completely different from the mainstream of Agadi.

"These people are...?"

"People from Erak. Most of them are from the Mader family. It's easy to tell the difference, right? You can tell where people come from just by looking at their legs."

"What? When did you have this ability?"

Ah Hao looked at Wen De who spoke surprisingly.

"Hey, look for yourself. The one that allows you to see the legs under the clothes must be from Erak. At a banquet with only Agadi people, you can't see a leg at all, tsk tsk."

Wende pointed at the guests in the manor.

Ah Hao also found out immediately.

The Agadian women of the manor favored heavy and flamboyant skirts.The tiered, pleated train is puffed out.

Under such a complicated skirt, it is indeed difficult to see the legs.

The Erak people, on the other hand, prefer light gauze clothes.Less material and more flowy.

Simple dresses worn by women, mostly ending abruptly at the calf.The long wheat-colored legs are looming under the light-colored gauze skirt.

"Looking at it this way, I think the aesthetics of the Erak people's clothing is quite Athenian. This kind of simple clothes are also very beautiful."

Wende waved his hand: "I don't understand these, I only look at the legs."

Ah Hao was speechless for an instant.

At this time Wende left the main road and walked towards the destination from the garden path with seven turns and eight turns.

He followed Wende silently for a while, and suddenly heard a conversation that made him quite concerned.

Talking came faintly from behind tall bushes.

".Is this crying sand?"

"That's right, my little beauty. The Northon family invited us all the way, and it's just for it"

Ahao hurried forward and took Wende's hand.

"What's wrong?" Wende turned around and looked over in confusion.

He stretched out his index finger, put it in the middle of his lips, and made a silent gesture.

After the two stopped still, the voice behind the bushes became clearer.

"Look, you put it to your ear, what can you hear?"

Ahao secretly pushed aside the thick bushes.

through the gaps in the trees.He saw a man and a woman standing in a hidden garden maze.

One of the men, wearing a light white light burqa, was handing a handful of sand to a young woman in a complicated long skirt.

The woman put sand in her ear.

"There seems to be no sound."

"wait a moment."

The man in the burqa mysteriously took out another handful of sand from his pocket.

He held the sand with both hands and shook it gently from side to side.

"Ah! I heard it, there seems to be a faint cry coming from the sand!"

Following the man's movements, the woman also cried out in surprise.

"Hey, actually that's not crying, it's just the wind."

"We Erak people call it crying sand. It is because of this kind of sand, even if it is placed at home, there will be such a whining sound."

"However, this kind of sound is actually not crying, but the sound of wind. There is a lot of this kind of sand in the territory of the Mader family. Whenever there is a sandstorm in the distance, this kind of sand will make a sound together."

The woman held her heart excitedly.

"It's amazing, isn't it? Sand that can predict sandstorms. But why do the Northams want this kind of sand? There are no sandstorms in Agadhi."

When she said the last sentence, the woman pretended to be inadvertent and leaned forward slightly, revealing her plump "capital" under the collarbone to the man.

The man in the burqa looked dazzled.

"This is a secret. Of course, it's not impossible to tell my little beauty. As long as you are willing. Hehe."

The man gave a wretched smile, he boldly grabbed the white hand of the woman in front of him, and put his other arm around her waist.

Ah Hao saw the woman's left hand tightly clutching his skirt.On her face, there was a shy look of refusal and welcome.

Ahao whispered to Wende.

"Let's go?"

"What's the rush? Isn't the fun just beginning?"

Wende also watched with gusto from behind the bushes, and had no intention of leaving at all.

Ah Hao pushed him several times before he reluctantly left.

The two moved forward cautiously, and the absurd small sounds behind the bushes soon disappeared.

After leaving this garden path, Ahao immediately asked Wende:

"He's going to use that crying sand to cooperate with your family, do you know?"

Wende shook his head.

"I didn't know it at first, but when he said that, I can probably guess something."

"What is it? Tell me in detail?"

Wende did not directly respond to his question, but threw another question instead.

"What do you think is the secret of our Northon family's wealth?"

This question stopped Ah Hao.

"Is it the Arcane Stargate? Your grandma has some authority?"

Wen De didn't make a fool of himself: "No. Actually, it's mainly a communication business."

He slowly revealed the secrets of the Wende family to Ahao
"Because of my grandma. Our family has always been Agadhi's main messenger.

"From the information agency where grandma's 'manpower' delivered messages at the beginning. To the flying dragonfly jointly developed with the association. Then to the communication paper plane that was the main test this year.

"The family has been expanding their influence in the field of 'communications'."

"So, you get the idea."

The image of Wen De mumbling to the paper airplane instantly appeared in Ah Hao's mind.

Like a flash of lightning flashing through his mind, Ah Hao immediately figured out the key point.

"So that's it! People in your family probably discovered some kind of communication potential of this [Crying Sand]!

"Hey, but using sand to communicate? How the hell do you do that?"

Wende spread his hands: "Who knows. Anyway, I am very clear about one thing, there must be something important to the family in the Mader family. Otherwise, I would not want to marry me. Just now, I never He faintly sensed in his words that the sand is the key."

"It's sand again. How do you feel that sand keeps appearing around me recently?"

Wende shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

Before they knew it, the two had walked into the mansion of Northon Manor.

Golden banners are hanging on the walls inside the mansion, and a sense of resplendent luxury surrounds the mansion.

"Wait a minute, I'll talk to Xi Zi."

"Ah."

Wen De knocked on a room in the corner, and Ah Hao walked to the side silently.

"Xi Zi, are you there?"

"Ah, Master Wende? Wait a minute." A hurried voice came from the room.

The door opened a tiny crack.One of Xi Zi's small eyes appeared.

"What's the matter, Master Wind?"

"I've said it several times, you don't need to call me young master. Let me ask you, do you want to come to the dance tonight? Mr. [Sage] is willing to bring you along."

"Mr. [Sage] is here too?" Xi Zi exclaimed.

"How about it, okay?"

"Yes, yes! But I need to change clothes!"

"It's okay, we'll wait for you in front of the ballroom, come over when you're ready."

"Thank you very much, Master Wende! And Mr. Sage!"

There was already a bit of crying in Xi Zi's voice.

She closed the door gently, and then there was a rustling sound from inside.

Wende walked to Ahao's side.

"Okay, later you will enter the arena with her, and after the first dance at the beginning, the task will be considered complete.

"A lot of famous Agadi families were actually invited to this ball. After all, it is a witness meeting of cooperation, and many friendly allies of the Northon family have come."

"Her identity is too embarrassing. The former maid turned into an arcane mage. Ordinary people are no longer worthy of inviting her to this ball.

"However, because of her sect... the other long-established arcane mages in the family don't think highly of her.

"This ball is actually an opportunity for Xi Zi. If she can get to know any Agadi nobleman at the ball, it will be a good ending for the family and himself."

Ah Hao nodded thoughtfully.

"So, I'm her ticket?"

"That's not the case. Even without you, she could have entered the second dance at the beginning. But at that time, the effect would be much worse."

Ah Hao hesitated and said, "But I can't dance."

"No way, Mr. Hao. Dance! Don't you have social skills?"

Ah Hao shook his head.

Wende beckoned helplessly, "Forget it, let me practice with you. Let's just sharpen our guns before the battle."

(End of this chapter)