It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"There is no problem with your explanation of the land of Nod, but the blood of Seth does not refer to the superior person in ancient Egypt. This Seth should refer to the so-called 'third son'."

"Third son? What is that?"

For a moment, Ella couldn't think of who this was.

The old man stood up and took out two dusty old books from the bookshelf, but he didn't mean to hand them to Ella directly.

"I object to your continuing to explore, so I don't intend to give them to you for free. If you must want them, you can buy them with money—five hundred louis a piece, not less than a sou."

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Ella couldn't help but be speechless. After paying Faminie and others a year's salary in advance, she didn't have much money left.

Even if you add the part in the courier package, you can only buy one of them at most.Considering the future expenses, it is impossible for her to spend all the money here now.

"You can also leave an alchemy item as collateral, and you can take it back when you have collected enough money."

This seems to be a bit contradictory to Dmitry's original statement. Mortgage alchemy props will undoubtedly weaken Ella's combat power and put her in a relatively dangerous situation.

But looking at the old man's cloudy eyes, Ella felt that she roughly understood what he meant.She will undoubtedly become more cautious after her combat power weakens. Dmitri means that she should not act rashly before collecting this amount of money.What's more, bearing the side effects of several alchemy items at the same time is very dangerous in itself.

After serious consideration, Ayla decided to keep the Eye of Hermes as collateral. This item undoubtedly still has many secrets, and it may be safer to put it here.

"Have you considered it?"

Ella placed the bronze mirror wrapped in black cloth steadily on the table.

After receiving the two ancient books from Dmitry, Ella's face became very ugly.One of them was a manuscript copy of the Book of Nod, which was indeed difficult to access outside Kraft, but the other—

"...how is it the Bible? Or is it different from the normal version?"

Maybe it's different, Ella consoled herself.

"Ah, no, just an ordinary Bible."

The old alchemist replied as he played with the alchemy tool left by the prophet.

Ella took a deep breath and resisted the urge to throw the book into the other person's face.

She put the "personality mask" on her face, and the touch, like being soaked in cold water, spread from her face to her whole body. Ella - no, Yusef Bell felt that her eyesight had become a little higher.

The young man found a full-length mirror from the wooden house. After looking up and down at his reflection, he couldn't help but whistle.

"Hey, old man, your mask is quite useful."

Dmitri sprayed the wine on his front with a puff, and then coughed violently, as if he had choked on the red wine.

Ella quickly regained consciousness, and she was surprised to find that her image, way of speaking, and even her personality began to lean towards the pre-designed "Yosef Bell".Even she herself began to believe that the person in the mirror was Mr. Bell, a young wealthy businessman from Alsace who lived at No. 30 Champs Elysées.

After a preliminary examination, she found that she had only grown a little taller, and her gender and physical condition had not changed, but even so, this disguise was much better than the effect of the confusion spell.

After saying goodbye, she strode away from the cemetery cabin.

Dmitry watched Ella's back as she left, noticing that her gait had also become more like that of a young, confident male.

"In this way, as long as Kleist doesn't go off in person, she shouldn't be exposed... I can still repay that kid's favor."

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Victoria was leaning against the carriage shed, she didn't like the sun very much.Especially in this afternoon sun, the warm and itchy touch can make people feel drowsy.

Mr. Bell has been in the cemetery for almost half an hour, and she doesn't mind waiting a little longer, after all, this is part of the job.

Footsteps came from far to near, and Victoria didn't intend to get up, because that kind of footstep didn't sound like her employer.

"Victoria, let's go back."

The girl jumped up from the ground suddenly, suspecting that there was something wrong with her ears. At this moment, she found that her employer, Mr. Bell, had returned to the carriage.

"...OK, sir."

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After returning to No. 30 of the Champs Elysees, Ella returned to the study on the second floor and began to read two ancient books worth a thousand pieces of Louis.

After flipping through the "Bible", she completely lost her chances. It is indeed only a dozen sous in the bookstore, or a franc or two in the church. printed copy.

Ella decided she didn't want to see it just yet, so she turned to the Book of Nod.Not long after, An Nai rang the bell.Only about a quarter of an hour later than the scheduled time, Mr. Fitili Haj, a bank shareholder and best-selling novelist who is a neighbor, came to visit.

In the living room on the first floor, Ella met this gentleman.

Mr. Hager was a handsome young man in his early twenties, dressed in a red double-breasted frock coat, which was fashionable at the moment, and a black maple-leaf satin cape.

The skin under the rare black curly hair looks a little pale, his lips are thin, his pupils are dark, and his facial contours have the beauty of classical sculptures.

Mr. Hajie stepped forward with a smile, holding a beautifully packaged red wine.

"I have been hearing for the past two days that my new neighbor is a young and promising businessman. I plan to pay him a visit sooner or later. Please forgive me if I disturb you."

"Not at all, sir, it is my pleasure."

After exchanging pleasantries, Ella invited the guests to sit down, and signaled the maid, Anna, to prepare refreshments.

"I heard that Mr. Bell is from Alsace, so I have prepared muscat wine from your hometown as a small gift, hoping to remind you of some familiar flavors."

"I praise you for your care, Mr. Hager. That's what I like."

Ella motioned to Anai to take the bottle of red wine and put it into the wine cellar.

Hajie looked at the environment of the living room.

"Champs Elysees NO.30 is a legendary place. When I think of the count who lived here more than 20 years ago, I can't help but immerse myself in the atmosphere of the story. Your sudden appearance is just like the gentleman in the past, It gave me a lot of inspiration."

Ella smiled and replied half-jokingly:

"It's a pity that I neither met the priest nor rescued the princess from the slave traders. I heard that you are a best-selling novel writer, maybe you are imagining a new legendary story?"

Ella had investigated the other party's information in advance, including the other's best-selling works.It seemed to be a legendary story based on real events 20 years ago.

"Yes."

Ha Jie showed a slightly distressed expression.

"You know, overseas seems to have had a sort of 'gold rush' going on a few years ago. Honestly, I'm interested in the lives of those explorers, writers need stories, but North America is so far away, so far away The distance is enough to dampen anyone's enthusiasm."

Ella smiled a little, and had to admit, it meant a lot more to Yusuf Bell's face than to her own.

"It's really a happy coincidence that I just happened to be in San Francisco a few years ago and saw that boozy Westworld with my own eyes."

Mr. Hajie was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

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"You mean you went there yourself?"

Mr. Hager looked very excited.

Ella nodded, then smiled and talked about her past experiences.Including Edward and those explorers, Sutter Town turned into ruins overnight, gun battles between cowboys, gangsters and slave traders.

She also talked about the mines that hide gold, and the weird plants that attack humans, but she omitted the parts related to the prophet's relics or magic.

"I miss the lamb chops in Blacklane. The food there is more to my taste than gold."

Ella inadvertently mentioned that her wealth was related to the gold she obtained at that time. Indeed, many people got rich in those years, which is not uncommon.

"This sounds really exciting. I never imagined that there would be such a world. This has given me a lot of new inspiration. If possible, I would like to ask you for more details."

At this time, Farmine appeared in the living room wearing an apron.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to disturb you. If you don't mind, you can put the topic aside for a while. I also prepared some fresh lamb chops today. Mr. Bell, I hope they are more to your taste than gold. "

Ella was the first to get off the couch, and it was indeed time for dinner.

"Mr. Hajie, maybe we can go to the restaurant to continue our conversation."

"Why not."

To be honest, Miss Famini's craftsmanship is very good.

For dinner, she prepared foie gras with black truffle cheese, beef tartare in red wine sauce, escargot with creamy garlic, and fresh lamb chops that were simply smoked and grilled.

Fetili Haj was full of praise for this. In his words, Famini's skills are not much worse than those of chefs in high-end restaurants in Paris.

"Why not invite these beautiful ladies to dine? It would make a great addition to the dinner."

Hajie didn't seem to pay much attention to etiquette, or he was more interested in those young and beautiful girls than etiquette.

Farmine did not reject this kind of invitation, and she was very generous.This also verified Ella's conjecture that Miss Farmine, a doll-like girl, probably came from a famous family, and she accepted the job for some unknown reason.

Anna felt that this was a great opportunity for her. After learning that Mr. Yusuf Bell was already married, the value of Hajie was already higher than that of her employer.

Victoria's body seemed a little stiff, Ella heard a short tearing of cloth, she looked at Victoria strangely, but didn't say much.

Hage talked about his estate in the eastern suburbs of Paris, and said that if given the opportunity, he would invite Ella to go hunting there.

"Maybe I need to get a hunting license soon."

Ella replied half-jokingly, but what she was thinking about was that she did need to apply for a gun license. She could quietly prepare some expelling bullets at home to give the maids she hired the ability to defend themselves.

After dinner, after chatting for a while, Hajie casually asked his neighbor if he had any plans to invest.In his words, it is not difficult for people like Bell with certain assets to make money in Paris. As long as they find an industry with good prospects and buy a certain share, it is just a matter of time.

To be honest, Ella is very interested in this, and she does not intend to spend Ling and the League's money in Paris all the time.

"But I don't have any assets. I almost went bankrupt because of two books this morning."

Ella sipped her after-dinner coffee, muttering to herself, but it was impossible to say such words.

After that, Mr. Hajie bid farewell. His residence was less than 20 meters away from here, and there was no need to send him far.

After ordering Victoria to tidy up the room, Annai had already boiled hot water in the upstairs bathroom.

After entering the bathtub, Ella looked at the full-length mirror in the bathroom through the water mist. The face in the mirror was very natural, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"The baths in Mulhouse are much smaller than here..."

She couldn't help talking to herself, but suddenly froze.

She had never been to Mulhouse, let alone lived and bathed there.An inexplicable fear rose from my heart.