A mob of clones

Chapter 248 Viscount Graylint’s Ball

Three o'clock in the afternoon on November 21, 1349.

Backlund is still the daily "fog city", filled with smoke, like a fairyland, which makes Wu He want to put on a gas mask before going out.

But this idea is ultimately unlikely.

Although he disliked the weather in Backlund, he still wore a white suit and arrived on time at the villa in Queens where Viscount Gray Lint held a literary salon.

Using the invitation letter to enter the party, Wu He's makeup, which can be said to be outstanding, attracted the attention of most people almost instantly.

A white suit is a very special kind of makeup. Unless you are extremely confident about your appearance and skin color, basically no one will choose to wear it to participate in the dance.

Because under this extreme whiteness, any shortcomings will be infinitely magnified. Even in Viscount Graylingt's literary salon where there are no white people, not many people are confident that they can control it.

But such picky makeup is simply not suitable for Wu He's current image.

Silver-white hair, blue eyes, fair skin, paired with a white suit, it's as beautiful as a painting.

Now that he had chosen the current outfit, Wu He was naturally fully prepared to attract attention, so he didn't pay much attention to the matter. He just found the one after meeting a few slightly familiar people around him. Ms. Lecterley who sent out invitations herself.

When Ms. Lectley looked at the approaching Wu He, she also fell into an inexplicable daze. It wasn't until Wu He made several noises in succession that she came back to her senses.

But even after she came back to her senses, Ms. Lecter looked at Wu He, who didn't have any overly gorgeous makeup in front of her, but was still as dazzling as gold in the sand. She shook her head helplessly and said:

"Master Kaslana, although I have always thought that your set of diviner robes is not suitable for you, I suggest you change into another set of clothes."

"But I really didn't expect that you would be so eye-catching just by dressing up a little."

"Look, all the ladies at the ball are looking at you. Even the gentlemen can't take their eyes away."

Wu He also smiled helplessly at Ms. Lectley's somewhat exaggerated, but not entirely exaggerated, words.

But what he wants is this kind of effect. Anyway, it is a vest whose mission definition is to show off. In this case, it is better to carry out this mission to the end and be as conspicuous as possible. Maybe it will have unexpected effects.

Therefore, Wu He did not worry too much about his makeup, and inserted another topic and said:

"Ms. Lectley, you have misled me. I cannot afford to be a master. I am just an ordinary fortune teller."

"I saw in the invitation letter that you said that the invitation letter was delivered on behalf of a friend. I wonder if that friend is..."

In this regard, Ms. Lectley didn't say much nonsense. She directly took him to a separate room, and then left Wu He alone in the room for the time being.

When she returned again, she had brought another gentleman.

And this gentleman is Viscount Graylingt...

Viscount Gray Lint's ball actually did not start on the day the invitation was sent out. If that were the case, Wu He would not have time to prepare his costume.

Therefore, in private, Wu He actually communicated with Ms. Lectley, and in the name of "understanding the purpose of Viscount Gray Linte's invitation to him", he directly revealed to Ms. Lectley that he was indeed an extraordinary person. and the idea of ​​selling extraordinary and relevant items.

The main reason why Wu He did this was to reduce some gossip at the party.

After all, rather than talking about these things at a crowded party, it would be more convenient to chat in private and then introduce them directly at the party.

The reason why we had to exchange a few words just now was mainly due to the implicit tradition of the upper class here.

Although Wu He didn't like it and felt a bit suspicious of taking off his pants and farting, he still had to abide by the corresponding rules when communicating with others, and just do as the Romans do...

"Hello, Mr. Kaslana, I have long admired your reputation for accurate and magical divination."

"Hello, Viscount Graylint, your literary salon is truly a gathering of celebrities and is unforgettable."

"But that's not all you want to tell me. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask directly. No third person will hear the words spoken here except you and me. of."

With that said, Wu He just snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a wall of spirituality completely enveloped the room.

The sounds coming from the dance party outside that could still be vaguely heard disappeared in an instant, as if the dance outside had ended in just a moment...

Seeing such a magical scene in front of him, Viscount Graylingt's eyes widened immediately, and his originally calm expression suddenly showed a bit of surprise, and he even directly praised it.

"This is really a magical ability."

In response, Wu He shook his head slightly and said:

"This is just a simple method of unfolding the spiritual wall. Every extraordinary person knows it. It's just that I have a special method that can save the process of prayer and arrangement."

"Compared to this, Viscount Graylint, you probably have more important things to do when you invite me here."

Upon hearing this, Viscount Gray Lint also calmed down the expression on his face and nodded slightly.

As a territorial noble who inherited the title at a young age due to his father's early death, Viscount Graylingt can almost be said to be the social core of the younger generation of nobles.

Of course, this does not mean that he is the protagonist or something like that, or that he has a very high status. Just because, in the entire circle of young aristocrats, he is basically the only one qualified to hold various salons and balls as he pleases. Normal aristocratic children generally do not have the ability to hold a dance. After all, they basically cannot bypass their parents without inheriting the title and family property.

And if the dance party is held with parents participating, it will basically be tainted with some political considerations of the parents, and the subject matter will basically be restricted based on identity.

It's so depressing and boring that it's better not to open it than to open it.

As for the drinking parties of those middle-aged nobles, they were full of all kinds of restraints, as boring as dying zombies.

Therefore, in comparison, the advantages of Viscount Gray Linte's ball are obvious.

Since his father died early, there are no restrictions like other young nobles, and there are not so many rules and thresholds.

Therefore, not only has this place become a gathering place for the ancestors of the Second Generation of Backlund, but it has also led to many young practitioners with outstanding talents but relatively low qualifications in professions that rely on the existence of the upper class, such as writers, painters, designers, etc. They all gather here.

Countless celebrities from all walks of life regard Viscount Graylingt's salon as a stepping stone to career advancement. As long as they are favored by a certain noble, they will immediately rise to the top.

These talented and handsome young people have attracted many aristocrats who are interested in the industry, and even a lot of investment and business cooperation have occurred. This has led to the seemingly prodigal salons of Viscount Gray Lint, but they have become Profitable projects.

From this, he became the so-called "social core".

Of course, these things seemed to be a mistake, but in fact, Viscount Graylingt did not expect that it would develop to this point.

This was not actually the original purpose of Viscount Gray Lint's original dance.

His original purpose of holding such celebrity balls was actually to attract extraordinary people.

As an upper-class noble of the Kingdom of Loen who is qualified to know the existence of the extraordinary world, Viscount Gray Lint has always been an extraordinary lover with a great interest in extraordinary power.

And not only is he interested, Viscount Gray Lint also has the perseverance and capital to practice and become an extraordinary person.

But it is a pity that nobles have the convenience of nobles, but while enjoying the convenience, some shackles are naturally unavoidable.

Normally, if he wants to become an extraordinary person, unless he joins the army or joins the church, there is basically no possibility.

After all, groups such as nobles and congressmen are basically protected by Extraordinaries. While being protected by Extraordinaries, it naturally also limits the opportunities for nobles and congressmen to come into contact with Extraordinaries.

Therefore, after Viscount Grayling had the ability to hold a war party, he consciously joined those writers, painters, inventors and other upper-class celebrities who were obviously not related to the official extraordinary people, but who were not restricted by their aristocratic status. , want to find an extraordinary person who is not official and does not belong to the royal family.

But this is not an easy task.

After all, it is impossible for Gray Lint to directly post a notice to recruit extraordinary people, nor to announce it loudly at the ball.

We can only observe one by one and test them step by step.

It has been so long since he inherited the title, and the fact that Viscount Graylingt has not been found yet is enough to show how difficult this job is.

And when the time comes, can the dream finally succeed?

With a little palpitating in his heart, Gray Linte suppressed his trembling heart, straightened his face slightly, and then said:

"I won't say anything polite. You should already know my purpose from Ms. Lecterley. I don't know what kind of reward I have to pay to get what I want."

Hearing this, Wu He also nodded slightly, but he was not in a hurry to quote, but shook his head and said:

"I believe you, Viscount Graylint, should know the twenty-two serial potions."

Viscount Graylint naturally nodded in agreement to this.

"Of course I know this. I wonder which potion formula you have in your hand?"

As an extraordinary enthusiast, Viscount Graylingt would naturally not be ignorant of this most basic knowledge.

Of course, what he knew was limited to a few types of potions, most of which were extraordinary potion names belonging to the royal family. The others only knew the number of twenty-two. As for the others, he was not sure.

Seeing this, Wu He naturally nodded and continued:

"I have several Sequence 9 potion formulas in my hand. As for the types, I won't talk about the types for now. Viscount Graylint, do you have any potions you hope to get?"

"If I don't have what you want here, it's not too late to choose what I have."

Wu He was not stupid, so he would not reveal exactly how many potions he had in his hand. Viscount Graylingt should have wanted the pharmacist. This was divined in advance before Wu He came, and it was the same as in Wu He’s memory. almost.

In this regard, Viscount Graylint didn't feel there was any problem. He nodded and chose the pharmacist.

In response, Wu He naturally nodded and smiled:

"Okay, pharmacist path sequence nine magic medicine pharmacist, Chenghui 700 gold pounds..."

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(End of this chapter)