Dear Broom Knight

"Just say it... forget it, I can't talk to you, Lorry would handle you better!" Arsalan waved his hand, looking annoyed, and said, "I'll find out sooner or later, I don't need you to dance around here, just go! Remember to send enough materials, I still need to gather my students to work!"

"Huh? Can't you do it yourself?" Travis blurted out.

"Are you crazy because you're spending too much money?" Arsalan asked, puzzled, "How long would it take if I did it alone?

Besides, is this something that must be made by the Archmage himself?

Do you want to look at the material list again?

Do you want to get the thing quickly, or just make a show of it?

My King, think carefully, okay?"

Travis laughed awkwardly: "Ah, haha. It's nothing, I just, forgot for a moment."

Arsalan looked at him in confusion: "I'll go to the alchemy lab to prepare first, Your Majesty, please make yourself at home."

Whatever Travis was up to, Arsalan was going to make money.

Travis didn't want to leave.

Once he returned to the council hall, it would be a major bloodletting for him.

Don't say that the royal treasury doesn't belong to him personally, wasn't the gold and silver inside earned by him!

His living expenses still come from there!

If he overspends, he either has to suffer himself, or he has to take money from his private savings.

Including Luscania.

That girl would only ask if he couldn't bear to part with it, could he give it to her?

Although he knew this was an inevitable sacrifice... having some understanding of certain existences, he was very clear that if the existence behind Seberfia appeared so 'ostentatiously', then the other side, the devil they were particularly wary of and his subordinates, must have come out again.

He used to not understand why those guys' methods of seduction were so successful and so difficult to guard against.

Fortunately, Lorry gave him an answer: the other party didn't use any spells or drugs, they just relied on a face.

People who don't have enough mental attributes and not strong enough willpower are naturally useless in the face of such existences.

Travis could hear from Lorry's cautious adjectives that the charm attribute would make existences that weren't stunningly beautiful, beautiful in a way that particularly suited the preferences of those who looked at them.

What makes people lose control and obey is their inner desires, not some means of the other party.

So, either the mental power is high enough to ignore this kind of outward aura, or the willpower is firm enough to suppress one's inner desires.

Although Luscania wouldn't actively mention anything to him, she never stopped Travis from searching her memory lines.

Travis still found some things with his little mental power and deeply understood the horror of that charm aura.

Like Lorry reminded him, existences with a natural charm point of 20 or more could even make Luscania feel the aura of gold bricks when she saw him.

Of course, the White Dragon King wouldn't have this feeling... however, for Travis, the most important thing was Luscania.

What Travis cared about most was that the place where he met Luscania was actually east of the Northern Kingdom.

If such a Seberfia had met Luscania earlier than him, then there would definitely be nothing for him.

Although this might be his overthinking, and fate had long destined his relationship with Luscania, Travis still cared a lot.

He had actually been recalling those so-called peerless beauties of Seberfia for many years, but he really didn't have much of an impression.

He had seen many beautiful women, Seberfia...

Right, the one in Fabrice's place, was a male?

So, Seberfia is most famous for its female members, but it has always been led by male family members, is that right?

Travis's mind was racing... he always felt that there was something in it that could be used by him.

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"Baron, what are your orders?" Cheska knocked on the door and walked into the study.

"Have the jewelry been distributed?" Lorry put down the documents in his hand and asked her with a serious face, "Has anyone shown a dazed appearance after wearing the jewelry?"

Cheska carefully recalled: "According to your request, I personally put on each piece of jewelry for them, including the knight camps of Mar and Komran, and the Qingfeng Valley of Valera and Charles.

Everyone did not leave my sight within 15 minutes after wearing the jewelry.

Unless someone is particularly good at hiding their expressions, I really didn't see any special reactions."

Exaggerated surprise, a face full of gratitude, etc., that's workplace ethics and doesn't count as a special case.

Lorry nodded: "It seems they really value me."

"Baron?" Cheska asked in surprise.

"Fabrice is so close to me, they have even controlled the daughter of the housekeeper, it's normal to bury a nail here with them," Lorry said expressionlessly, "It would be strange if they didn't."

"Didn't you say, some birds..." Cheska asked cautiously.

"Those birds that don't even dare to cross the castle walls are useless," Lorry shook his head, "Since I modified the magic circle, entering the castle area will feel the pressure of the dragon's might, only entering the room or carrying the pass I give can be an exception.

However, I haven't issued any passes to anyone yet."

The original residents in his castle, including those birds and cats and dogs, can withstand the pressure of the current dragon's might.

Lorry spent a year and put in a lot of effort to gradually increase their resistance without them realizing it, people or animals who have not consumed those foods can't do it at all.

Of course, they will still feel uncomfortable.

Like Taylor sitting by the window, although he has a smile on his face while working, he is actually sweating coldly on his back.

This is not a bad thing.

The few lazy cats in Lorry's castle understand, and have been slowly moving towards the Ice Lake.

No matter what kind of creature it is, if it can break through its life level and move towards a more perfect self, it will grit its teeth and rush forward.

Lorry has always been protective, even feeding the cats and dogs good things, let alone those birds that have made great contributions to him.

But those birds of Seberfia don't have this ability... after all, they are controlled by someone and don't dare to appear in front of Lorry.

"Does Seberfia just want to observe your current situation?" Cheska asked tentatively.

"Don't pay attention to them for the time being," Lorry shook his head slightly, "Most importantly, they already know.

His Majesty the King will definitely have big moves recently.

Fabrice was also protected by two great knights and one archmage who arrived in time.

Seberfia must understand that they have been exposed.

So, for the time being, they won't put the main target on me."

Cheska was stunned... knew?

But, Lorry has been staying in the castle during this time and hasn't gone out much, right?

Except for the time he called Luscania back to the castle.

But, he only showed his face once and didn't do anything!

Cheska asked softly: "Can I know what you have exposed?"

"My charm is not high," Lorry couldn't help but smile, "For Seberfia, this is the most important thing.

Purple eyes, even some family heritage can be leaked out, but there must never be anyone with a higher charm point than Seberfia."

However, Lorry's basic attributes, from high to low, are intelligence, spirit, physique, strength... and finally charm.

This is something that anyone with a mind can understand with just one glance.

Lorry stretched out his right hand and looked at it: among the five fingers, the shortest one is also the thickest.

If Seberfia is really as he thought, but doesn't even know this, then this family is probably a bloodline family.

Like vampires, they can give birth to their own children, but they can also use their blood to create their own children.

On a physiological level, there is no difference between the two, they are both his descendants.

However, in terms of soul and spirit, there is a clear difference.

At least for the vampire himself, there is a difference.

After Lorry understood this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At least he's not the most troublesome kind.

Lorry also understood somewhat why he only possesses some characteristics of seraphim with such a complex bloodline, and none of the heritage from that side.

There is a difference in levels, and after the other bloodlines are revealed, this thing can't be ranked at all.

The angel bloodline can still leave some traces after being cleaned and suppressed, and then the domineering dragon blood takes the lead.

His luck is still pretty good.

Even if he is calculated to such an extent, luck has slightly favored him.

"His Majesty the King doesn't seem to plan to use the Montes family as bait," Cheska said with regret.

"It's not worth it, and it's not very useful, it will only make people think that he is ruthless and unrighteous to his followers," Lorry simply judged, "If His Majesty the King would do what you said, I wouldn't have said these things to him."

Cheska blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Don't just think about martial progress, Cheska," Lorry pointed to the direction of the large study, "You should read more books.

If you don't read now, you will have a hard time at level 10.

My mother never gave up learning and thinking."

Cheska instantly cheered up: "I will..."

Then she immediately wilted: "Baron, are you kidding me?

I've been so busy lately that I've almost used up my sleeping time!"

"This is what I want to tell you," Lorry smiled, "Don't receive new information for the time being.

Just communicate with the King in a timely manner and send me the records every day."

Cheska nodded and shook her head in confusion: "But, there are still three tables of notes there!"

"I didn't say that those don't need to be read."