[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

The Grand Duchess wanted to take Ace, so she naturally had her own considerations.The escaped Egyptian nobles knew nothing about medicine, and the gypsies were unreliable quacks.Although those folk remedies passed down by word of mouth are dazzling enough, but the actual effect is not guaranteed.

Out of fear of the Holy See, the existence of the priest cannot be easily exposed just like Ace's special ability.But the gypsies' medical skills are good enough to deceive people in the slums, so how can they deceive the real rich?

——That's right, the Grand Duchess' target is precisely those rich people.And when she said this idea, the middle-aged woman who popularized the knowledge of Marseilles for them before immediately yelled: "No, Neferet, no. Have you forgotten? It is impossible for rich people to live in places where we went in."

"We don't need to take the initiative to contact them, we just need to let them know that we are here." The Grand Duchess said calmly, "We need a piece of fragrant bread, put it on the ground, and birds will come to peck it in a short while Yes. The more powerful a person is, the more he cherishes his own life, I know this very clearly."

"What are you going to do?"

"It depends on the emerald." The Grand Duchess turned her head and put her hand on Ace's shoulder, "First we need a person who is dying of illness, and then let the emerald heal him...Of course , can’t be in front of everyone, because the treatment method of emerald will glow. You know, this place is too close to Italy, we need to pay attention.”

"You are really whimsical, Your Majesty," the middle-aged woman murmured, "but—what if no one is fooled? What if they arrest us for any reason?"

"So this thing has to be done quietly."

"I said, it's better to find someone who is not so sick, but he is not so healthy," Goode interjected, "We can find the target first, and then find some brothers and blindfold him , quietly carried him over in his sleep..."

"That's a good idea, Good. Maybe you can try it the next time you encounter a theater looking for an actress."

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere became less serious again.The Grand Duchess patted Ace on the shoulder and asked, "Do you have any suggestions, Emerald?"

The Grand Duchess is helping him as best she can.Ace couldn't help feeling a little grateful, and said with a smile: "My opinion is similar to yours, but that person must have a disease that cannot be cured by local doctors, and must be a small person who cannot hide secrets, so that he will dutifully report Let our news spread. He can be a coachman of a noble family, or a kitchen maid. We only stay here for a few days, and we don't need to spread our reputation. It is a good choice to start with such a small person. "

"That's right," Bashir's mother, Hailiye, suddenly said, her voice was a bit shady, "Then how do we sneak into the place where the groom drinks and the place where the cook buys vegetables? How do we know who is sick and who is not?" Sickness? Ah—Your Majesty," she turned her gaze to the Grand Duchess again, "I believe you will be happy to deal with people of the same status, but those nobles and wealthy businessmen—you are not so easy to fool, Your Majesty."

Ace couldn't help being a little surprised, and then fell silent again.Although Harriet's words were a bit choking, she did point out something that Ace hadn't thought of.In the past 20 years, he has always been a nobleman and magician who is admired and surrounded by people. Even now that he has merged with the emerald memory and is determined to accept his identity, Ace has never really regarded himself as A wanderer has lived, of course, he has not thought about it from the bottom of his mind.

Helier was right, he really didn't think of these things... And now, he is no longer Ace Melaorda.

Nodding to everyone, Ace apologized: "I'm sorry, it's true that I didn't think carefully."

"Because you are still a child, when you get into a fight with your companions for the girl you love, you will gradually understand." The Grand Duchess said lovingly, intending to ease the embarrassment in another way, "Since you said so , Harriet, do you have any good ideas?"

Harriet was allowed to attend men's meetings, and of course she wasn't just a sharp-tongued, cranky widow.She said confidently: "I know what you think, Neferet, you think we will leave after staying here for a few days, so we just need to aim for one target. If this is the case, why don't we go find someone who is compatible with you?" What about our goal of being adrift, traveling all over the world, and having a lot of money?"

The Grand Duchess asked, "For example?"

"Aren't there a lot of sailors on board a ship huddled together like a flock of ducks in the port?"

The Grand Duchess immediately cheered up: "You're right, Hai Liye!" She looked around and looked at the women, "So, is there any sister who is willing to check on the situation?"

Although the sailors couldn't allow women to board the ship due to taboos at sea, there was no problem going to the port for a walk or something.Soon a few women volunteered to stand up, tidy up a little, and headed for the port.

The Grand Duchess asked Ace a few more questions, and asked him to find ways for the priest to cover himself.When Ace walked outside, Goode followed behind him, holding his hand within a few steps.

"Wait a minute, emerald, this is for you." She said, while stuffing a hard thing into Ace's hand, the funny pattern on her face was full of kindness, "I don't need these, But I think...you will definitely use it."

After she turned and walked away, Ace opened his palm.It was the piece of gold that the Bearskin had taken that reflected in the mild morning sun.

Inexplicably, he felt a heat flow in his heart.

"Thank you." Finally he held the gold and said softly.

Goode will never know that the child she has grown up with for 14 years is no longer the same person she used to be.

When Ace returned to the caravan, the priest was sitting on the carriage ding having breakfast.He jumped on the shaft of the car and asked loudly: "Someone asked me to ask you, is there any way to make someone unrecognizable?"

In fact, whether it is to cover up appearance, change body shape or change voice, it can all be done through magic.However, although these magics are not widely used, they are a test of people's level of magic power manipulation, and they belong to the category of high-level magic spells.Ace has now become a physique of the light system. Although he can cast many common spells with his mental power, he has to resort to the most common physical methods when encountering this situation.

Sometimes he really wishes he had learned alchemy... As long as there are enough basic substances and media, he can synthesize what he wants, such an ability is really useful.

Paddy Amon waved his hand: "There is something you want in the fourth drawer from the head of the bed. Remember to use it well. I will teach you something when I come back tonight."

...Can't he just keep a secret for a day?Depressed, Ace got into the caravan, and with great effort pulled a package out of a drawer under the window.It looks like it has aged a bit, and even has a musty smell.Ace dared to swear to the God of Light, Paddy Amon must have expected this day long ago...

Prophecy or something is really annoying.

Ace first gave the package a cleansing spell, and then dragged it to the window to open it.Inside were several suits and rolls of bandages...even some golden jewelry?

Esman shook off the clothes suspiciously, and picked up the jewelry to look at them again.If you look at it from an outsider's perspective, the dressing style of the gypsies is exotic enough, but the style of these jewelry and clothes is even more bizarre... But although the style is unique, it is not unacceptable, on the contrary, it seems The peculiar charm attracts people's attention involuntarily.

Ace reached out and picked up a gold jewelry from among the exquisitely crafted jewelry.It looks like it is worn on the head, shaped like an eagle, but decorated with snakes... Even though it has not been touched for many years, the crown still maintains a dazzling brilliance, making it dizzying.Ace put it on his head casually, condensing a water mirror, wanting to see how well he wore it.

However, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the car door was slammed open. Bashir put his head in, sweating profusely, and shouted, "Ai..."

His voice stopped abruptly the moment he saw Ace, his eyes widened with surprise and fear.Ace was puzzled by his gaze, and couldn't help moaning: "What's wrong?"

At this time, there was another sound of footsteps, and Halim's voices sounded outside: "Bashir! Why don't you go in? Hey! Emerald! Your Majesty the Grand Duchess tells you to hurry over!"

Bashir came back to his senses, and slammed the car door shut: "You guys wait outside!" He took two steps towards Ace, stopped hesitantly, and asked eagerly, "You...your face ,what's going on?"

Ace felt even more inexplicable, what happened to his face?He was about to condense a mirror and come out to see what was going on, but Bashir took two anxious steps and said, "Forget it, don't worry about this for now... The Grand Duchess wants you to go there, the patient has been found, but Doesn't look too good...are you ready?"

Ace's eyes stopped on the strange pile of clothes and bandages: "..."

A few minutes later, a "mummy" wearing a black cloak and bandaged from head to toe left the car door and walked stiffly towards the tent.