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Chapter 155 Cupid's Love
The chubby middle-aged man said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm sorry, this is the president of the Edinburgh Chamber of Commerce, Silva Chavedri, what do you call me?"

"Edinburgh Chamber of Commerce? The Chavedere Family?" Iman's expression remained the same, but Fan was a little stunned. After all, he had lived in the upper class of the Crusader Alliance and knew some forces on the mainland very well.The Edinburgh Chamber of Commerce, named after the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire, is actually a commercial alliance to which the royal family belongs.The real leader behind it is the emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire himself.

In the business circle, this is a well-known secret. This caravan is not mainly for making money, but to collect some rare things for the emperor.As the managers of this commercial giant, the Chaifudri family played a pivotal role in the Eastern Roman Empire and even the entire human world.

"I'm Mingdorik." Powder said carefully, this was his name in the Crusader Alliance.

"It turns out to be Master Mindoric, the famous master of machinery and magic design in the Crusader Alliance, and the disciple of Master Malfurion. Dare or not? That’s all in the past.”

"Iman Horde, a member of the Han and Tang Empires." Iman said simply.

"Oh!" Silva took a strange look at this human youth, secretly guessing his identity. The surname Huo De is not prominent, and those aristocratic families in the Han and Tang Dynasties did not have this surname. He still smiled and said: "So it is Brother Immanhold, please sit down, please sit down."

A servant served tea, and Yiman, Fen, and President Silva each had a pot of tea and a teacup in front of them.

President Silva personally picked up the teapot and poured it into the teacup. The tea is good tea, and the fragrance of the tea filled the room, which makes you feel refreshed and happy.Seeing that the cup was full, he still didn't stop until the tea was five inches above the rim of the cup.

"I'm making a fool of myself, please." President Silva put down the teapot and said with a smile.

This is a test of skills. The chubby President Silva looks like a businessman, but unexpectedly he is a magician. The manipulation of hand-style magic is very beautiful.

The powder secretly put his fingers into a pocket on the leather armor, stained a little powder on his nails, sprinkled it into the teacup, and picked up the teapot. Inch.

"That's right, that's a good idea." President Silva praised, "But in this way, your tea seems undrinkable."

"That's wrong, Lord City Master, please take a look." Powder used her fingernails to uncover the thin jelly skin, and inside was still tea with a pleasant aroma, and took a sip: "It really is good tea."

"Okay! Master Mindoric is really brilliant." President Silva gave a thumbs up.

The sharp-eyed old magician beside him glanced at the teacup, then at the powder, and closed his eyes to rest.

Yiman thought for a while, then picked up the teapot, and saw that the tea was slowly flowing out of the pot, but the teacup was never full, and soon the pot of tea was emptied, and there was only half a cup.

"Mr. President, there seems to be not enough tea!" Yiman laughed.

President Silva had a surprised expression on his face, and the old magician beside him was also moved, his sharp eyes fixed on the teacup in front of Iman, motionless.Hastily shouted: "One more pot of tea."

After two pots of tea, the teacup was just full. The old magician first took out the element tester, but there was no response, and then took out the soul power tester, but there was still no response, and his face was filled with horror.

Yiman picked up the teacup and smelled it, frowned and said, "I don't like tea with honey."

"Brother Yiman, you are joking, I don't add honey to this tea." President Silva said on the side.

Iman didn't speak, the old magician at the side took Iman's teacup, took a sip, and said in disbelief, "It's sweet." The barrel ability changes the taste of the tea.

"Tall, really tall." President Silva stood up and praised: "No wonder you can become the friend of Lord Cupid at such a young age. Heroes are born in youth!"

Iman said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Cupid and I are just friends by spirit."

"Little brother is too modest, come, let me introduce you two." President Silva pointed to the old magician and said, "This is Master Karu, the chief court magician of the Eastern Roman Empire."

Master Kalu was looking at Iman's teacup, frowning deeply and contemplating, but he didn't raise his head. Magicians usually have weird tempers. Iman smiled and didn't care.

"I don't know why little brother Yiman came to Serathion?" President Silva asked.

"One is to find my companions. I separated from them halfway, and the other is to buy a large amount of mammoth blood." Yiman replied.

"Mammoth blood!" President Silva looked strange.This is a banned hallucinogen!He is in serious business and is not suitable to be involved in it.

"No, it's not the normal mammoth blood. I only want the red blood, the blood of the mammoth king." Yiman quickly explained.

"If it's red mammoth blood, it's not considered a contraband, it's just an alchemy drug. Although it's not much in the barbarian plain, it's not very valuable. It's easy to say, and it's on me." President Silva promised to help, and it will be much easier. Yiman said in his heart that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Sure enough, President Silva changed the subject and said, "I also have something to ask for. It's just a little effort for the little brother. I don't know if the little brother is willing to help?"

"What are you talking about first? If I can help, I will do my best." Yiman replied.

"That's very good, my little brother will definitely be able to help." President Silva said with a dark face: "It's like this, I have an adopted daughter who met Mr. Cupid in Qiqiao Magic Sound City by chance. Mr. Cupid vowed to marry my adopted daughter, but he has been away for many years, and there has been no news for a long time. If you see Mr. Cupid, can you ask him if he still remembers my adopted daughter? Of course, I will not force Yes, if he doesn't want to, I can let my adopted daughter marry someone else."

"This." Yiman said helplessly: "There is no basis for what you say. Generally, there are some tokens for private meetings between men and women?"

"Of course there is." President Silva took a box from behind, opened it and looked at it: "Brother Yiman, do you know this?"

It turned out to be another sunset arrow.From this point of view, this situation seems to be true.

Yiman scratched his head, thought for a while and said, "This matter is probably difficult to handle. The lifespan of the Yu family is similar to that of elves, and they can live for more than 1000 years. Maybe he has something to delay, and it may be decades before he thinks about it." I'm saying, I don't know the year and month when I met Lord Cupid. I'm afraid it will delay the young lady's youth."

"No, it doesn't matter. My adopted daughter can wait. To tell you the truth, my adopted daughter has been waiting for more than 50 years." President Silva said nonchalantly.

what! After more than 50 years, the young girl has become an old woman, and Yiman was a little dumbfounded.

"Little brother, don't be surprised. In fact, my adopted daughter is not a human being, she is a demon."

A demon, an infatuated demon woman.The interracial love between the Yuzu and the Mozu!
"Okay." Iman nodded and said, "I'll try my best to help! Maybe I won't be able to see Lord Cupid either."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you agree, take this." President Silva handed over a piece of paper: "When you see Lord Cupid, just give him this love letter."

It was a very ordinary piece of parchment, with beautiful handwriting, recording a woman's lovesickness, Yiman had no choice but to store it in the space.

Seeing Iman so happy, President Silva was very happy, took out a golden token and handed it to Iman: "Little brother, if you need anything in the future, just come to me. If I don't, you can take this token sign, and report my name. Don’t worry, any caravan in the Eastern Roman Empire will give me some face when they see this token.”

This is a good thing!Yiman put away the token with a guilty conscience.

President Silva was in a happy mood, "Haha! I have a newly collected painting, please enjoy it together."

Yiman and Fen came to the center of the living room, and saw a picture of a lady hanging on the wall, depicting a dignified young noble lady. The noble woman in the painting is sitting gracefully, with a delicate smile, and the background is deep and vast.Although Yiman didn't know much about art, he felt that this was a rare piece of art.Moreover, this method seems very familiar!Have you seen it there?
"My God, it's really a masterpiece." The powder jumped up and down, carefully observed it with a magnifying glass, and danced: "The character's rich inner feelings and beautiful appearance are ingeniously combined, and there is a trace of sadness in that smile, it's just amazing. I don’t know if this is the work of the master of the Eastern Roman Empire?”

"I bought this at a great price, and I intend to dedicate it to our emperor. All the critics who have seen this painting say that this work has reached the pinnacle of art, but it is strange that no one knows this Who is the author?" President Silva also said regretfully.

Yiman found the painter's seal.Suddenly my mind went blank, how could it be possible?

Seeing Iman's expression, President Silva said with great joy: "Little brother, do you know who the author of this painting is? Great, great. No matter where he is, I will find him."

Yiman shook his head, the seal was impressively: Da Vinci.

In Rest City, Yiman was still using the identity of Da Vinci. The real Da Vinci had died and entered the kingdom of the doomed king, becoming a great master of art.But how can things in the country spread to reality?

Yiman is very puzzled by this question. Could it be that there is a bridge connecting the kingdom and the real world?
With the help of President Silva, Alan Pedilla and the others were quickly found in Selasaine.

Seeing their attire, Yiman couldn't help laughing: "You guys, why are you dressed like barbarians?"

Alan Pedilla and the others were all bare-armed, with animal skins slanted, necklaces made of unknown animal bones hung around their necks, their faces were painted with oil paint, their weapons were gone, and they held wooden sticks in their hands.

"Don't mention it!" Jason Jager gritted his teeth: "Because of the war, the barbarians will forcibly purchase all the metal weapons and armor of the mercenaries. Fortunately, there is still room for Teslinde, and our weapons and beast armor have not been confiscated. , but I can’t take it out and use it. My elegant image is completely ruined.”

"Bullshit image." Tucker Hogan said with a grin, "It's not bad that the barbarians didn't dig trenches."

(End of this chapter)