Chapter 515 Meyer's Gift

As a member of the Potion Masters Association, it was natural for Herage to refuse the invitation from the president of the Potion Masters Association.

Now Herag is somewhat famous in the Potion Masters Association.

Although he was only a first-level potion master, no one would think that he was only a first-level potion master.

For Herage, the level of the potion master is no longer that important, so he did not take the assessment of the second level potion master.

Herage met Roach in the hotel lobby. He was a fat, middle-aged man with a round face. When he saw Herage, he smiled kindly and said, "Hello, Mr. Herage. It's exactly what the rumors say." young and promising."

"Hello, President Roach." Herage came over and shook hands politely.

"We are having a dinner party in Shahai City tonight. Are you interested in attending?" Roach asked.

Herague smiled and said: "Of course, President Roach has personally come to invite me, how can there be any reason not to go."

"Hahaha, okay, let's go." Roach laughed.

Roach's carriage is much simpler than that of the Farrell family, with no luxurious decorations and practicality everywhere.

Herage chatted casually with Roach on the carriage. They had many topics in common and the conversation was very lively.

Roach himself is also a member of Serantir. The two of them are actually considered their own people, and there is no barrier.

The dinner was held in a private residence owned by Meyer, which was large enough to accommodate hundreds of people for casual activities.

This is also where Meyer usually lives, and the Farrell family's home is rarely visited.

After Herage and Roach went in together, they saw Meyer talking to several people in front.

After he saw Herage, he immediately came over happily: "Mr. Herage, thank you for coming to my dinner. Please come in!"

Herage just nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Meyer had also become accustomed to Herage's attitude, and just kept talking to himself and talking enthusiastically.

Others also saw this scene and were a little curious about Herague, so they all asked about it.

Naturally, there was no shortage of people with good intelligence here, and soon these people knew Herage's identity.

After learning the identity of Herage and the fact that Meyer was very familiar with Herage, they each had some ideas.

This is exactly what Meyer wants to achieve. He doesn't need Herrag to be enthusiastic about him, as long as he shows that they are familiar with each other.

If Hera can't be won over, the others can't be won over either, Meyer thought.

Herage naturally knew what he was thinking and didn't say much.

In his opinion, Meyer's behavior was useless. Based on his understanding before coming here, Meyer was a pure playboy.

I don’t have many reliable friends at ordinary times, so at critical moments I want to recruit people to help me. How can it be so easy?

Even if someone is willing to help him, it is likely that they have other motives.

A dandy like Meyer, who is ignorant and has no skills, will probably be eaten up in the end.

Although there are so many people here for the dinner, it's not because of Meyer's high reputation.

It's entirely because for these nobles and upper-class people, the dinner party is just a social event.

It happens almost every day, the only difference is who is hosting it.

Herage was also very familiar with these processes. He chatted with some people in Sand Sea City for a while and got to know some people.

Meyer didn't come over to disturb him too much. He probably knew that he wouldn't get any good looks, so he didn't ask for trouble. Anyway, the goal was achieved.

At midnight, just after midnight, Herage got up and prepared to leave.

Usually the dances and dinners are not over at this point, and these people usually don't disperse completely until it's close to dawn.

But generally speaking, many people will choose to leave at this time.

These people generally have little interest in the dinner party, but they come to attend it just for the sake of others, just to go through the motions.

Roach and Herage walked out together, preparing to send Herage back.

At this time, after Meyer heard the news, he trotted out and said, "Is Mr. Herage ready to leave?"

"Well, get ready to go, thank you for the hospitality." Herage said.

Meyer smiled flatteringly, looked around and whispered: "Mr. Herrag, I have prepared a gift for you, to ensure your satisfaction."

"A gift?" Herage frowned.

This guy is very unreliable at first glance, and the gifts he prepared are probably also very unreliable.

Meyer pretended to be mysterious and said: "Mr. Herage will find out when he gets back."

"Don't do anything unnecessary, don't get me into trouble," Herage warned.

"Absolutely not, absolutely not, you will be satisfied." Meyer smiled.

Herage didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he turned around and got into the carriage and left immediately.

"It seems that Mr. Herrag and Meyer are not very familiar with each other." Roach chuckled.

"Of course, this is the first time we meet today. I don't want to get involved in the Farrell family's troubles," Herage said.

Luo Qi smiled and said: "Indeed, the affairs of these families are very complicated."

The two chatted casually, and soon they arrived at the hotel where Herage lived.

"Thank you, President Roach, for sending me off. You must tell me next time you come to Silvermoon City." Herage said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I will definitely have a drink with you and Barron when I come to Silver Moon City," Roach said.

After watching the carriage leave, Herage returned to the hotel.

The people from the Nightingale Chamber of Commerce had already gone to bed. He went to the dinner alone.

As soon as Herag returned to the hotel and opened the door, he felt something was wrong. There was an extra person on the bed.

His perception was very sharp, and he could feel the breathing of the person on the bed.

Herag was a little strange. Why was there an extra person on the bed for no reason?

It must not be an attack, otherwise she would not have completely concealed her breath and even her breathing was not restrained at all.

Herag walked over and lifted the quilt to see a beautiful woman in a slit skirt lying on the bed. It was Misu.

Misu's face was ruddy and she was breathing heavily. She was still wearing the slit long skirt she saw today, and she was still wearing high heels on her feet. It seemed that she was thrown directly into the bed.

"Misu, wake up." Herag pushed Misu.

Misu opened her eyes sleepily, her face was already full of red clouds, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her breath was as fragrant as orchid.

She panted heavily, her hands unconsciously moved around her body, and before she knew it, she had already pulled off her long skirt, revealing her purple underwear.

Herag's eyes widened as he watched this scene. Since Erza, he hadn't seen such a plump and attractive body in person for a long time.

Before, he had watched it from the perspective of a god, and the feeling was not so direct.

Now the distance was so close that the hot air exhaled by Misu was about to hit Herag's face, and the feeling was naturally completely different.