To the twilight of the gods

In the luxurious hall, Tilo originally wanted to pick up the drink handed over by the waiter, but was stopped by Limo raising his hand and politely refused the waiter.

"You are too young to drink." Limo turned his head and rubbed Tilo's head, "I'll get you a glass of juice."

Although Tilo was puzzled, he didn't say much and nodded slightly.

After Limo left, Rafael asked Tilo curiously, "Is he your housekeeper? Or your brother?"

Thinking of what Limo said, Tilo said softly, "It's just the housekeeper at home."

Rafael smiled, "I haven't seen you in Knier City before, did you just move here?"

Tilo thought about some excuses in his mind, nodded slightly, "Well, we just moved here from the third continent."

"The temperature in the third continent should be more comfortable, it's so hot here," Rafael was a little puzzled, but he quickly put it behind him,

"Forget it, you came anyway, and you should be from a noble family, right? And what is your name, I forgot to ask."

Tilo thought of the wording Limo had prepared for him, and slowly replied, "It is a viscount bestowed by the Emperor, my name is Tilo."

"Are you the Viscount yourself? You are still so young." Rafael was a little surprised, and Tilo nodded slightly, "Inherited from my elders."

Raphael was stunned for a moment, then apologized a little embarrassedly, "Sorry."

In the San Galira Empire, the title is a family inheritance system. Only when the previous nobleman dies, the title will be passed on to the eldest son or eldest daughter of the family.

If they die again, the title will continue to be passed on, and the empire will not take back the title and territory until there is no one left.

From Rafael's point of view, his question was a bit too impolite and lacking manner.

But Tilo didn't understand why he suddenly apologized, but he didn't bother to care, and shook his head slightly, "It's nothing."

Limo quickly brought the drink, and Tilo took a sip. It was sweet and sour, and it was the grape juice he drank before. Although it was not as good as black tea, it was good to change the taste occasionally.

"Raphael, can I ask when Mikala joined the Alchemy God Association?" Tilo and the others sat on soft chairs in the corner, and Limo stood by Tilo's side with his hands behind his back.

"Master Mikala? He was born in the Alchemy God Association since he was a child. His parents are both five-star alchemists of the God Association, and they are also loyal believers of the Alchemy God."

"Because of this, it is said that Lord Mikala received the blessing of Lord Usoraps on the day of his birth. His alchemy talent is extremely powerful. He is only 20 years old this year, and he has already won the honor of a five-star alchemist. And I heard that, His Majesty the Emperor even wanted to confer duke honors on him recently."

Rafael seemed to be a talkative guy, and before Tilo asked anything, he talked a lot.

But Tilo unexpectedly likes this character, so that he can get information, unlike a smart person like Li Mo, who always speaks without saying a word.

"Do you all believe in Usoraps, the god of alchemy?" Tilo picked up the grape juice in the glass and finished it, then continued to ask Rafael.

Speaking of this, Raphael shook his head, "That's not true. I, or a large part of the members of the Alchemy Gods, did not worship Usoraps, the God of Alchemy faithfully, just Shallow gratitude, thanks for His gift."

"To be honest, the reason why I became an alchemist is only because this status can support me and earn a lot of money. It just so happens that I also have some talents."

"If you give me a talent for magic, maybe I will immediately go to the magic tower to study. A magician is much easier than an alchemist."

Raphael kept talking, and Tilo picked up a baked biscuit and put it in his mouth while listening. The taste was not very good, not as good as Limo's baked.

Limo poured grape juice on him again, glanced at Rafael, searched this guy with divine power, and after confirming that he had no malicious thoughts towards Tilo, he was relieved.

"Master, why did you suddenly invite a human? Are you interested in him?" Limo was a little puzzled, but as a housekeeper, he couldn't interrupt Tilo, so he had to use the contract link between the two to ask.

"I'm curious about that Mikala." Tilo quickly replied to him. Even with the divine power link, Limo could hear Tilo's slightly cold but very crisp tone.

"The concentration of divine power on his body is a bit beyond the standard." For the first time, Tilo observed such a strong magnetic field on a human being. Although it is insignificant compared with these true gods, compared with humans, it is completely lakes and streams.

"You suspect something is wrong with him?"

"Well." Tilo responded softly, "Usoraps never pays attention to his followers. He suddenly bestowed a gift on a follower like this, maybe he is preparing for something."

"Are you familiar with Usoraps?" Limo suddenly asked a question with a different entry point.

"I'm not familiar with him. I've met him a few times. He's not a good person." Tilo replied with a cold voice, because it was the spiritual power connected through the contract, and Limo also noticed Tilo's cold emotion towards Usoraps.

Suddenly, Limo manipulated the divine power, and through the connection and intercommunication of the divine power, he rubbed Tilo's head. Although the outside world looked like he was standing with his hands behind his back, he lamented the comfort of his hands in his heart.

"Don't move around, it's itchy." Tilo tilted his head a little uncomfortable, cutting off the contract link between the two, and the spiritual link was also broken.

Limo sighed regretfully in his heart.

"Rafael!" In the distance, several men and women waved to him. Rafael waved to them, and then said to Tilo, "I'll go and tell them about my arrangement."

Tilo nodded slightly, and Limo next to him smiled and said, "The young master and I will wait for you outside the mansion after the banquet, Mr. Raphael."

"Thank you." Rafael nodded his thanks, and then returned to his teammates. They are a joint team, and they started to follow Mikala-sama to explore and excavate the ruins with some other teams a few months ago.

"Rafael, why are you pestering him again?" The girl who had discouraged Rafael before folded her hands and sighed helplessly.

"Wen Li, don't talk nonsense," Rafael retorted dissatisfiedly, and then showed a smug smile, as proud as a peacock spreading its tail.

"I just went up to say a word, Thilo, um... that nobleman, he invited me to spend the night in their mansion, can't you imagine it."

"Really?" The girl was a little surprised, and so were the alchemists around her, but then they calmed down again, thinking that Tilo, that beautiful noble young master, shouldn't be due to that reason.

Alchemists have always been very sought-after, and it is very common for a noble to invite alchemists, especially in today's banquets.

In fact, today's banquet is to allow nobles and alchemists to have a communication channel, and in simple terms, it is convenient for nobles to win over alchemists.

This kind of banquet is very common. The cultivation of alchemists requires a lot of resources. After each failed attempt, the raw materials will be consumed. Just relying on the raw materials that the gods will distribute is not enough for them to practice alchemy. If they do not practice, alchemy will fail. Unable to progress.

Nobles are not necessarily gifted in alchemy, but the dignity of aristocratic families needs face to maintain. If a dignified nobleman doesn't even have alchemists under his command, he will be laughed at.

So under such a big environment, such a banquet came into being, during which the nobles would charge high prices to invite alchemists to their families.

Alchemists can be invited by many nobles at the banquet, and they only need to choose any one of them to get the resource support of a noble family.

Correspondingly, after the alchemists are attracted by the nobles, they will provide alchemy support for the family, and at the same time act as the face of the nobles.

This is a win-win thing, and few alchemists would refuse such a good thing.

These companions of Rafael have also found suitable families, and two of them are still in the same family. None of their teams are particularly rich, so naturally they will not refuse such a thing.

"Is that noble young master new here?" Wen Li patted Rafael's shoulder curiously, then stroked his chin, "Maybe he wants to win you over, so he should behave well."

"Of course!" Rafael nodded seriously.

Another teammate couldn't help but reminded, "The new nobleman may have moved here because he couldn't get along in the original place, and he is alone. It seems that he inherited the title before he was an adult. It should be a member of the family. If something big happens, you have to be prepared to live more with less money."

Rafael blinked slightly and looked at Tilo.

The latter was sitting in a corner drinking grape juice quietly, and the butler beside him bent over and whispered beside him, and he tilted his head slightly, his gray eyes were pure and clean.

"Maybe something really happened to him at home, otherwise, how could it be possible that only he and a housekeeper came to this kind of banquet." Wen Li sighed slowly,

"It's such a pity that such a young child has to bear the pressure of a family. If no one helps him, he might be bitten and smashed by those wild wolves soon, and then swallowed alive."

A declining family like this usually ends up dying gradually, and Tilo, as the head of the family, may not end well in their opinion.

"I, I will try my best to help him." Inexplicably, a wave of heat surged into Rafael's heart, and he suddenly felt that he had shouldered a huge responsibility.

He didn't want to see Tilo hurt.

On the other side, Limo said in Tilo's ear, "Master, what should we do with these alchemists in the future?"

Tilo drank the grape juice, then shook his head slightly, "I just want to get some information about Mikala, and I can't take action against them yet."

"Yes." Li Mo nodded clearly, "I will let the blood descendants start investigating, by the way, what do you want to eat tonight, master?"

Tilo blinked when he heard the words, and then looked at Li Modao, "The steak and fish soup you grilled before, um...don't be spicy."

"No problem." Limo nodded with a smile, and gently rubbed Tilo's head. The latter was a little helpless,

"I don't really like this action."

Itchy.

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time." Limo withdrew his hand with a smile, but turned his head and threw away the sentence in his heart.

Even through gloves, it is extremely satisfying.

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