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Rich Chapter 96: Suggestions

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    "This is" Igmund, who was in confusion, steeled himself, stared at me carefully for a while, and then asked tentatively, "Is this the power of Sangjian?" "Do you recognize it?  ?¡± I was a little surprised that the other party revealed the essence of power, so I asked back.  "I've heard of it," Layek took over the conversation and explained to me, "You must know that we are the group most likely to be favored by the god of sex." "Well, that's it, on this continent we can indulge in sensuality and indulgence*  There are only a small number of people living in poverty, and it is obviously difficult for ordinary people who work hard to make a living to become one of them.  "So, you are also my believers?" "We don't mind dealing with the demons in the Annihilation Plane, but we are still traditional Nords, and our faith in the Holy Spirit is unwavering." Igmund will previously  He took off the sapphire ring and put it back on his head, sitting upright, trying to restore the hall's original seriousness and tension from the confused atmosphere. However, Sangjian's spokesperson had far better methods of adjusting the atmosphere than he did.  .  There was a sudden crackling sound from the Dwemer-style braziers on both sides of Igmund's seat.  Just as Igmund turned to watch, two colorful fireworks burst out from the embers of the brazier and exploded in the endless deep night sky above his head.  I took three bronze goblets from the stone table and placed them under the bright light. They were gradually filled with radiance.  "Cheers! Your warm reception makes me feel very happy." I handed two goblets overflowing with liquid to their hands, indicating that they should withdraw their attention from the unreal scene, "I think we should  Let¡¯s talk about serious things.¡± Layek took the glass from my hand with a silly smile and drank it in one gulp, while Igmund still raised his head in confusion and murmured, ¡°Damn it, aren¡¯t we underground¡± I said it again.  The staff flew across the sky, and countless colorful ribbons fell from the sky, completely blocking Igmund's sight.  Igmund then lowered his head, took the wine glass in my hand and took a symbolic sip. He sat on the throne and looked at me doubtfully, waiting for my next move.  "The one who deigns to sit in front of you is the spokesperson of the Lord of Death in the mortal world." Gently brushing off the colorful ribbons falling on the top hat and arms, I came to Igmund's right side, where Layek was standing  He sat down at the opposite seat.  The three of them were in position, and Igmund began his story.  "I am Igmund, the son of Hovdir, the lord of Markas City" "That's what happened. Someone framed my uncle, and my uncle can't find a way to prove his innocence."  method. We hope to resolve this incident properly before nightfall. Can you provide us with any help? "I don't know if Igmund was confused by my illusory methods, or if he is really aware of this matter.  He was so anxious that he actually used honorifics towards me in return.  Well, in short, it seems that the other party has completely trusted me, so I will just get straight to the point and say it straight.  "I know a little bit about the truth. The mastermind of this theft is your Breton chef, Anton Villani." "What?" After hearing my assertion, Igmund looked very surprised.  "This is impossible! He has been very honest for so many years, and he has no reason to do this!" "But your uncle has no reason to do this." Igmund also has some sense and immediately heard the implication of my words.  .  "You mean regardless of who is the real mastermind for now, just find a scapegoat quickly and find a way to deal with the trouble at hand?" "That's right." "But why are you looking for Anton?  ? He is just a cook. " "As far as I know, it is almost an open secret that he is a Forsworn. The cook is just an identity used to cover up the truth and he has returned to his old career.  Theft is not offensive in the eyes of everyone. ""Okay," Igmund nodded unconsciously, as if he was almost convinced, but he also expressed his dissatisfaction immediately, "Anton.  He was indeed a Forsworn, but now he is a well-known gourmet throughout Tamriel! If I put the blame on him, I'm afraid he won't be able to cook for me for a long time. Can we?  Well, change someone?" Huh?  A Forsworn is actually a famous gourmet known throughout Tamriel?  Are you kidding me?  I waved the staff again, and the rectangular stone table in the hall was immediately enveloped in a hot light red mist, and a strange fragrance gradually diffused from it.  "Actually in the Lord of **?I praise those subpar foods in front of me, hehehehe  " Following the overflowing fragrance, the foodie lord involuntarily leaned towards the dining table. Of course, he did not forget about business before leaving. " Faline!  The affairs in Kassemer are entirely left to this gentleman to handle!  "(To be continued)
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