Chapter 481
In the dim living room, a weak flame danced gently on the candle wick.
The candlelight brought a ray of light to the room, and also reflected the young man's heroic face.
He was lying on the table, staring at the candlelight motionlessly, with no emotion on his face, like a statue.
Suddenly, the candlelight in front of him changed. It no longer jumped gently, but began to rise upwards, but at the same time, the flames also became thinner, like a small dough quilt. The chef makes it look like noodles.
There was a slight change in the face of the young man who was staring at the candlelight. His brows wrinkled slightly and his eyes became sharp, but he still stared at the light in front of him.
The "thinned" flame changed again. It actually turned. The upper part tilted slightly to the left of the young man, and then tilted to his right, then to the left, and then to the right... …and the cycle begins over and over again.
If there is another person at the scene and observes carefully, the young man's eyes are moving, and the direction of the flame tilt is consistent with the movement direction of his pupils.
It seems that this young man is controlling the flames in front of him.
The flame tilted left and right faster and faster. However, at this moment, the door opened and the flame on the candle stopped tilting left and right.
Then there was a soft pop, and the candle flame turned into a ball of sparks that spread out in the air and disappeared quickly.
The hall immediately fell into darkness, but the candles did not light up again.
“Damn it, Edward, I feel like my control over the flames is about to improve to a new level. It’s not an exaggeration to describe it as a breakthrough. Now the good situation has been interrupted by you! Come in. Can't you knock on the door first?"
The young man who controlled the flame just now said in a very unhappy tone.
Then he snapped his fingers, and the candle that had just been extinguished suddenly burst into flames, quickly burning down half of its original length, and finally returned to its normal candle flame.
The young man looked at the candle with only half its length left and sighed sadly.
"Shut up, Nathan, you usually fail even if you hear the slightest noise. Do you think my knocking on the door will make less noise?"
The person called Edward is A man with sharp eyes like an eagle, but his tone when speaking was a bit frivolous.
"It's different this time. It's just a matter of time. I'm confident...Forget it, let's not talk about it for now."
The young man known as Nathan shook his head. Then he asked: "How's it going? Have you brought those books back?"
Edward picked up the kettle on the table and took several sips. "There were some twists and turns, but luckily we brought it all back. Sanel is supervising the unloading at the dock. But..."
"But what?" "A female voice came, and then a woman came down the stairs.
She looks to be under thirty, but she exudes a mature charm. She has a dignified and beautiful appearance, a graceful figure, and this impressive, almost dazzling red hair, which is like milk. Against the backdrop of the snow-white skin, it looked like a strong flame. Her hair was neatly combed and tied into a nice bun on the back of her head, with a lock of hair on the left and right hanging down in front of her shoulders.
If you look at the woman's face, you will find that even her pupils are almost red, which is an extremely rare eye color in the mainland.
“Mom!” This is what Nathan calls her.
"Lady Mariana!" Edward called her.
If there is an unrelated person present, Nathan's name for the woman will make him confused, because the appearance of this woman and Nathan look more like brother and sister than mother and son, it is too Too young.
Unlike Nathan who called his mother very casually, Edward addressed her with awe.
Because Ms. Mariana is a powerful female spellcaster, and she also has another identity - one of the members of the Ten-member Group, the highest organization of the Secret Order. Edward had only learned the lady's name - Mariana not long ago. He had been told to call her Mrs. Red before, maybe because of her dazzling red hair.
He immediately answered the lady's question, "Our supplier has increased the price for subsequent orders, charging an extra 200 Aldo copper shields for each book."
"Why?"
Edward explained: "According to Saner, the local church has exerted influence on the lords, and now they can only transport them out through some special means... Well, it's similar to smuggling. In short, they can't deliver goods to us openly. "
Marianna immediately asked: "How did the local church exert its influence? Did it cause trouble to the lords there?"
"No, madam, as far as we know, the people of the church are just. I took the book to the lord and mentioned it, and then the lord ordered the book to be banned.”
Mariana continued to ask: "If our supplier continues to use his [special means] to provide us with goods, will it cause trouble to the lords there?"
Edward replied: "Huh? Troubled?" There must be some, for example, there is no way to collect taxes from these goods.”
“I mean his relationship with the church.”
“That’s not the case with any lord. Is he capable enough to control all the lawless elements in his territory? Everyone knows this, and the local church probably just needs an attitude."
Ms. Mariana seemed to be lost in thought, Edward noticed. A trace of worry flashed across her brows.
But only for a short while, the lady said: "Okay, Edward, regarding the supplier's price increase, this is not a problem. Just meet their requirements. Now is not the time to care about petty profits."
Edward nodded and responded: "Yes, ma'am."
"In addition, this is a sample book for this batch."
He took out a book and handed it to him in even numbers. Mariana.
The lady slowly stroked the brand-new book that still smelled of ink with her hand. On it was written "Record of Grievances" in large fonts in Jiaowan dialect.
After a long time, she said in a sighing tone: "I still don't understand how our supplier did it - the fonts and handwriting of almost all the books are exactly the same. Were they copied by the same person? But It is obviously impossible for one person to complete such a large amount of work, and even if it is copied by the same person, it is impossible for two consecutive copies to be exactly the same."
Edward immediately said: "Oh! Madam, regarding this issue, Maybe I can answer one or two."
"You?"
Mariana looked at him.
"Yes, I also heard about it from Saner, who took a look at it from a distance when he was in the Northwest Bay - how this book came out."
There was an incredible expression on Edward's face, "It's amazing, it's amazing. It was not transcribed manually, but came out of some kind of machine."
Nathan on the side asked him doubtfully: "Those books Was it made by a machine? "
"Yes, I originally thought that those books were copied by a large number of people, and I was also very confused as to why the handwriting in each book...even the arrangement of the letters were the same. Exactly the same, but Saner's description answered all my questions. You said manufacturing? No, no, the professional term should be [printing]."
Edward corrected Nathan's mistake. word.
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