Chapter 95 31 The Veil of the Tamperer
Chapter 95 31. The Veil of the Mask-Usher
Fisher walked a long way from Saint Nari University to the nearest tram station. He had just called Trundle in the office to let him come to his rental house. Today was Monday, and that guy would get off work at noon. It was estimated that the original plan in the afternoon was to go to the Pink House or other physiological entertainment venues.
With him as a familiar customer to lead the way, Fisher could ask directly if he didn't know anything, and it could also reduce the risk, but before that he needed to go home to get something. He didn't want to go directly or make some poor disguises casually. He had a better way to hide.
As mentioned before, Fisher's subhuman girl supplementary manual now records two subhuman women. During his journey in the southern continent, he got a lot from Raphael, including Ferma Bahar Dragon Court Language, Dragon Court Magic Book, and clues to the Dragon Court Ruins. Although Renee was not an immortal witch, he also received some rewards for studying her.
Renee's research progress was far behind Rafael's. Because of her bad character, Fisher could see that under her ridiculous teasing, she actually had a strict defense line. It was Fisher who was the only one who could not touch her body. Therefore, the research progress on the witch species was not fast.
But strangely, although Renee had not been studied many times, the progress bar on it had increased quite a lot. Now it had exceeded 50% of the progress. In addition to the strength bonus and physical bonus of the magic circuit, Fisher also got two things from the supplementary manual.
Not long after, Fisher got off the tram in the city of Sannali, and returned to his rental house after one or two stops.
It was just after noon, and Martha had finished lunch and went out to find her neighbors. Fisher casually found some cold pumpkin porridge in the kitchen to deal with it, and then went upstairs to his room.
He lay on the floor and reached out from under the bed to pull out a heavy safe. The things he was looking for were sealed inside.
After twisting out the corresponding password, when the safe was opened, an extremely rich fragrance escaped. Fisher frowned and took out the sticky substance that looked like a pool of aloe vera gel from the safe. The thing was emitting a silky brilliance all over the body, as if it were alive.
This was the first reward from Renee, the [Veil of the Tamperer], a [Relic].
The sticky substance in Fisher's hand now was not its true appearance, so it looked a bit ugly. Its real effect was to tamper with your appearance after wearing it. It would completely change your bones and skin texture, far beyond the general level of disguise, but maintaining the appearance required a certain degree of magic power, which would burden the body.
When this thing was given to Fisher by the manual, there was a special description that explained its origin.
[The Thousand-Changer, this is proof that the undead are hiding in the world]
Fisher speculated that this might be an item that the Undead Witch had used. When he first got it, he tried to use tracking magic. The magic was on, but it remained vertical and didn't seem to point to any direction.
There are two possible situations. The first is that the owner of this veil lives very high in the sky, but according to this direction, it is only possible if that guy lives on the moon or the sun; the second possibility is that he is dead, so the magic can't point to any place.
In the end, Fisher even began to doubt whether this thing was the relic of the Undead Witch. Knowing that he couldn't get any additional information from it, he gave up and collected it.
I didn't carry this thing when I went to the South Continent before because it would absorb magic power as long as it was on my body, so there was no need to move a heavy safe to the carriage, and it was not used under normal circumstances.
Now I need it to provide a little help when I go to the Pink Pavilion.
The moment the transparent colloidal substance in his hand touched Fisher's fingers, Fisher's magic circuit became brighter. At the same time as a pure magic was absorbed into its body, its state also solidified from that pool of "aloe vera gel" into a thin gauze similar to silk fabric. The complex patterns on it carried an eternal fragrance, which seemed to confirm that it had once been a close-fitting item for someone.
But Fisher felt strange about the smell, and had never smelled it before.
He did not wear the veil immediately because the effect of this thing was so good. He planned to wear it after Trundle came to save time explaining to him.
Fisher looked down at the safe, and there was a very simple sheepskin scroll inside, which was also a reward for studying witches. The name of this thing was [The location of the witch tower], which was a map, and it was the same item as the clue of the Dragon Court ruins obtained from Raphael.
But Fisher could not understand this map at all. Whether it was the text or the pictures on it, they were very ancient things, and they were definitely not any language known now. Interestingly, Fisher could use the Dragon Court language to read the clues of the ruins of the dragon race in the southern continent, but he could not read the map mark of the witch tower in the western continent.
Fisher had been looking for any language that could correspond to the text recorded above, but he found nothing, so he put it together with the veil of the usurper.
This time, Fisher reviewed the content above again, and while he was reading, the doorbell below rang. It should be Trundle coming.
He put the map away, walked downstairs with the mask of the usurper, and opened the door. As expected, the blond man with a slicked back hair stood outside. It was very hot outside at this time, and he was covered with sweat, but he still rubbed his back coquettishly, looked at Fisher and said,
"Why, why did you ask me to come here now? I have to work part-time this afternoon."
Fisher glanced at his somewhat weak face. It seemed that one sentence was right. The more weak he was, the greater the addiction. Fisher suspected that if this guy hadn't paid the money, those ladies would have kicked him out of bed. .
Fisher pulled him into the room and said,
"Just in time, I'll go to the Pink Pavilion with you in the afternoon."
"Oh okay. Huh?! 伱? Are you going with me?"
Trundle subconsciously agreed, but after a second or two, his expression became extremely surprised. He looked at Fisher in surprise, and after confirming that he was serious, he shook his head uncontrollably.
"No, no, absolutely not?! There is absolutely no way I will take you there. Just go by yourself and don't involve me. If Her Highness Elizabeth finds out that I brought you there, I guarantee that my hometown will be patrolled by the Royal Guards. Defeated three times!"
He waved his hand, and his desire to survive drove him to turn around and leave, as if he didn't want to get involved. Inviting Fisher to the Pink Pavilion was just a joke before, because based on his knowledge, he knew that Fisher's nature would not allow him to go to that kind of place, but now that he knew he was really going to Trundle, he didn't dare to get involved.
Nonsense, the subtle relationship between Fisher and Elizabeth is known to everyone with a little bit of status in Paris! Therefore, many noble ladies do not dare to get close to Fisher even if they know that he is talented, young, handsome and rich. This may be one of the reasons why he is still single at the age of 28.
By the way, Martha was the only one in the entire Sainte-Ali who knew that Fisher was with Renee. That guy was an exception. If she didn't want others to discover her, it would be absolutely impossible for her to be discovered.
Fisher sighed and said,
"You watch."
Trundle turned around in confusion, only to see Fisher raising his hand to gently cover his face with the mask of the face usurper. A strong fragrance instantly poured into the tip of Fisher's nose, which was as deep as darkness. Amid the covering feeling, his face slowly changed into another look.
This change is random, but it will probably not become very ugly or very handsome. Now Fisher's image has become a bronze-skinned, masculine-looking man, with a face that looks quite masculine. Trundle suddenly thought of Shivali's gang.
It's not that there are no such people in Nali, because the race of Nali and Swali are the same, but this kind of strong man style is not popular in Nali now.
"My Mother Goddess bless you! Is this a relic? Where did you get it? I can't tell you are that Fisher at all now!"
Fisher rubbed his face. The feeling of silk fabric there had completely disappeared, but Fisher could still feel that his original skin was covered with something that fit tightly to his face.
It's a bit troublesome to pull it off. You need to use magic-covered tweezers to pull it off. You can't take it off by hand.
"That will work fine. No one will recognize that I am Fisher, and no one will cause trouble for you."
"Okay, Fisher, you have to work hard to find a lady. Okay, I support you. Come on, I will take you to have a long experience in the afternoon. I will order a lady from each room for you. By then, there will be seven or eight By your side"
Fisher shook his head and took off the suit he was wearing. He needed to change into another piece of clothing to avoid being discovered.
"I'm going there to do business. I want to find someone. She's hiding in the Pink Pavilion."
"Aren't you going to play?"
Trundle feels as if he's eaten a fly. Now he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't go to the Pink Pavilion for a few days. The ladies there are really oh, so tempting. They are not on the same level as those outside. Only there can you experience the beauty of being a man. How happy and free a man is.
The ladies there understand men's thoughts very well. As long as you have Nario, you will definitely be able to live a blissful time comfortably.
"No, you are here to play. You and I are companions. You have to really play, otherwise I will be discovered. So you don't need any disguise. You can come as you normally would. Nothing will happen."
Fisher changed into a brown suit and came out. These words made Trundle's expression brighten up again. He breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest confidently.
"Don't worry, I'm good at this. Even if you are next to me, I can still work without changing my expression, and I will never hold you back!"
He didn't even have time to complain about Trundle's enthusiasm in certain things. He took out the perfume from the closet for the first time and smeared some on his wrists and other places in the air, so that he was probably foolproof.
It wasn't that he had to be so cautious, but his intuition told Fisher that the Pink Pavilion was not a simple place. On the surface it is just an entertainment venue that provides marginal services, but the essence lies in its large scale and its ability to silently corrupt people from both parties.
The illegal drugs they sold originated from Shivali. After the cold war with Shivali, it was very difficult to import the drugs, but the fact that they could get them from other places showed their ability. Now add in the fact that they are protecting the immortal witch, and simply think about it, their purpose is not simple, so caution is extremely necessary.
Fisher didn't bring his hat or cane, but he had a few magic playing cards in his arms, and finally put a musket on his waist, and then he followed Trundle out of the back door of the house, and his destination was the Pink Pavilion.
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