The Crown Of The Nine Continents
Chapter 15: Farewell
Today was Ferlin's departure day to the capital. Although Ren did not care much about this, but Ren still had to say goodbye to Ferlin.
"Hooaamm..."
Ren yawned on his bed. The sun has not yet appeared, usually Ren is still asleep at this time.
Ren's promise to Ferlin makes Ren have to wake up early.
Staggered, Ren entered the bathroom to clean himself up.
A few minutes later, Ren came out of the bathroom. His face looks fresh as usual.
There were many things that Ren had to do today, the plan after Ren parted with Ferlin. Ren will visit Byurlin's auction. Ren hasn't visited that place in days.
Then Ren plans to go to Allmoon Bar, to check on Yarth.
Ren still owes Yarth 10 copper coins, so Ren can't ignore this.
"Hm. I'd better just wear this one."
Ren was wearing the clothes he used to wear every day. The robe is black with a red pattern. Although Ren is about to meet Ferlin, Ren decides not to wear his witch outfit anymore.
Ren still stays at the GreenForest Inn. Although Ren could afford to buy a house, Ren did not.
As usual, when Ren got down from the top floor always seized a lot of attention.
Ren's mysterious figure, his handsome face, his unique clothes and gestures - Ren's elegant gerik always amazes people.
Distracted by the gazes of the people, Ren immediately headed out of the inn.
Ren boards his horse-drawn carriage and leaves for Duke Fedel's Mansion.
During the journey Ren has a habit of daydreaming and thinking about various things. All of that he did in a position staring out the window of the horse carriage with his hands on his chin.
The journey takes a short time. Ren had already arrived at the Duke Fedel Mansion, Ren saw Ferlin's entourage that was ready to depart at any time.
Seeing this Ren immediately got out of the carriage and approached the Company.
"ah! Mr Ren!" Ferlin shouted and ran towards Ren.
Ferlin ran then hugged Ren, while for Ren could only smile awkwardly at Ferlin's behavior.
Since yesterday's incident, Ferlin has been acting more spoiled towards Ren.
"Miss Ferlin, I'm sorry for my delay." Ren smiled.
"It's okay, Mr. Ren, I don't mind. In fact I thought Mr. Ren wouldn't come" Ferlin spoke while letting go of Ren's embrace.
"Thank you Miss, I also want to say not to hug men carelessly." Ren reminded.
"Hmn!. But I just hugged Mr. Ren not a man. Does Mr Ren not like me hugging you?" Ferlin puffed his cheek.
Ren did not know what to answer, the woman before him was so innocent.
Ren just smiled awkwardly and looked at Duke Fedel for help.
"Ehm!. My daughter, it's time for you to go." Duke Fedel approached both.
"Dad!. Hm.. All right, Mr. Ren take good care of yourself. I hope we can meet again as soon as possible." Ferlin looked sad.
"I was expecting that too Miss, by the way....." Ren took out a necklace from his pocket.
"This, a small gift from me to Miss, Please accept Miss.'' Ren handed her a beautiful necklace.
"That's lovely..... I'll take care of this all my life!" Ferlin looks happy.
Then Ferlin's entourage left Ren and Duke in front of the mansion. Duke looks lonely after being abandoned by his daughter.
'Hmm? I just realized, where is the duke's wife?'
Ren thought about this, as long as he was here. The duke's wife is nowhere to be seen.
Ren only thought of a few possibilities, in fact Ren was curious about this. But Ren did not ask this to the Duke fearing that one of his guesses was right and hurting the duke's heart.
"Duke Fedel, I wonder how many days for Miss Ferlin to reach the capital? isn't the capital very far from here?" Ren asked Duke by his side.
"Ah. About that my daughter will use teleportation magic in Rondelia City to head for the capital." Duke explained.
"Teleportation magic? So that's it, it's impossible for Miss Ferlin to get to the capital on time using the usual means." Ren nodded in understanding.
'But Rondelia Town huh?'
Ren knows this City as the Second most important City in the Kingdom of Aulzania.
It is the largest port city in the entire Kingdom of Aulzania. The city became the Kingdom's Import and Export Centre. It is fitting to be called the second most important city after the capital.
Having the City of Destination next, Ren bid farewell to Duke Fedel and rushed towards the Byurlin Auction.
'Oh. How's old man Fraudlin doing?' Ren muttered.
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A dark room, just a round table and a few chairs by his side.
"Hachi!"
An old man sneezed suddenly, making everyone in the room notice him.
Everyone in this room was strangely wearing the same robe.
"Master Fraudlin, are you okay?" The brown haired woman asked Fraudlin.
"It's okay" Fraudlin replied calmly.
Actually, Fraudlin was also confused as to why she suddenly sneezed like this.
As a result, the people in front of him stared strangely.
The people here are subordinates to Fraudlin's trust.
They were the ones who helped Fraudlin in researching the Potions that Ren had given to Fraudlin.
Of course Fraudlin handed him an intermediate Potion, not a high level one.
An intermediate level potion containing pure mana from Ren was better in quality than a top level potion containing no pure mana.
Fraudlin realized there would be a commotion if the top tier potion was taken out for research. So Fraudlin decided to use intermediate Potions first.
"So, did you guys find anything from researching the potion?" Fraudlin asked her subordinates.
"Master Fraudlin, I have not found any meaningful progress. I'm sorry." The brown-haired woman spoke.
"It's okay, Chrena, continue your research." Fraudlin spoke wisely.
"Master, I have discovered the uniqueness of the Potion" The man who looked to be 50 years old spoke.
"Hoo.. What is Artrad?" Fraudlin squinted her eyes.
"I suspect that this potion was made with a special technique. Which contained in this potion is not from the Core or Potion material, but from the maker." Old Man Artrad explained.
"W-What?! Senior what is that possible?!" Chrena was surprised.
"In fact, it's pretty impossible Chrena. Remembering mana is an existence that is very difficult to control at will."
"Haha... Good - Good. You didn't disappoint as my students!."
Fraudlin who was silent laughed.
"Thank you, master." Chrena
"Thank you, master." Artrads
"Thank you, master." Grids
"Master, I'm sorry if it's presumptuous. But may I know where you got this potion from?" Artrad asked, the other two nodded in curiosity.
"I'll tell you, but if you've produced anything satisfactory from that research! Hahaha" Fraudlin laughed back.
Fraudlin herself has not made any significant progress. Fraudlin simply did not want her disciples to look at her pitifully.
So Fraudlin acted as if - by knowing all the Secret Potions.
"I'll remind you one thing, don't leak this Potion to anyone! okay?!" Fraudlin yells.
"Yes!" The three men answered immediately.
The meeting of the four men ended, and Fraudlin's disciples had left the room.
Leaving Fraudlin alone.
'Master Ren, who are you? are you really the messenger of the gods? even this potion that you call intermediate has already exceeded the highest quality potion in this kingdom.'
Fraudlin sighed while imagining Ren's awesome figure.
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"Welcome to Byurlin's Auction, Master Ren." Rezhuan greeted Ren with a big smile.
"Hoo... Rezhuan it's not unusual for you to welcome me directly like this."Ren spoke a little sneering.
"Don't get me wrong, Master Ren, every time Master visits I'm always busy. It just so happens to be a little bit of a stretch." Rezhuan smiled awkwardly.
"Forget it, there's something I need. Can you help?" Ren asked as he walked with Rezhuan.
"What is Master Ren?"
"I need a map of this continent, try the most detail." Ren answered steadily.
"Map? Hmm....." Rezhuan seemed to be thinking.
"ah! I have one, hopefully the master likes it. Follow me Master."
Rezhuan guided Ren towards the basement of the Byurlin Auction.
All sorts of items for auction are stored here. The security of this place is even tighter than that of Duke Fedel.
Rezhuan then leads Ren to a room.
Inside there are cabinets - cabinets filled with various papers such as documents.
Ren did not expect an auction would keep this much File.
Regardless of whether it is important or not, this file should be quite valuable.
Rezhuan took out a large roll of paper from the top of the closet.
"This is the master, a detailed map we have."
Rezhuan handed the paper scroll to Ren.
Ren opened the scroll, a map of the Zachen Continent was drawn on it.
As Ren expected, this map itself was not very detailed. Only displays the name of the famous place.
"Hm... I think this is enough." Ren nodded.
"It's nice to hear that, can I tell you where you're going using that map?" Rezhuan asked curiously.
"Rondelia's town."
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Meanwhile...
At the allmoon bar, players who choose to live ordinary lives work hard.
Especially the female players, most of them were still weak.
They chose to work under the Moon Alliance, the organization to protect the newbies who were brought into this world.
"Bright... Where is the branch leader? I haven't seen him in a long time."
A woman complained to another woman beside her.
"Where do I know?"
The woman next to him shook her head. It shows that he doesn't know a thing.
"Oh, come on, Mona, don't be so with me."
The two continued to argue about a thing, one acting spoiled and lazy. While the other one is assertive and disciplined, the opposite personality makes them often argue.
"Excuse me."
A quiet voice was heard by the two. Making their gazes immediately diverted at the entrance of the bar.
As the faces of the two women turned red, they were flabbergasted by the figure before them.
A very handsome man, standing there.
"Hey? Excuse me?"
Ren waved his hand before the faces of the two people. Trying to awaken those who are daydreaming.
"Eh?!, Eh?! W-Welcome D-Come Sir! Is there anything we can help you with?!" Both answered in an exaggerated manner.
"I just want to see the branch leader, yarth. Does he exist?"
"ah! Are you also a master player?!"
"Sst... Oi! Reyna!" Mona yelled at Reyna who carelessly said that.
"It's okay, I'm a player. So where's yarth? I owe him."
"Pulse... Actually...."
[Author: I as the author say clearly this chapter is boring and gaje !]