Wizard: I can extract identities

Heman stood up and walked towards the door, and saw a middle-aged lady with gorgeous clothes and still charming waiting outside with three servants.

"Hello, I am Mary, I live next door. I just saw a carriage parked here, and I knew that the owner of the house was back, so I came to visit him specially." The middle-aged lady said to Heman politely with an elegant smile on her face.

Mary carefully observed the flag hanging on the carriage when she passed by. Although she didn't know the specific title of the owner of the house, she inferred from the carriage and the flag that the other party was at least a baron, and most likely a viscount.

Although Mary was dressed in a rich manner and had servants accompanying her when she went out, her family was just a lord, and the lordship on her was bought. She had no fiefdom and no corresponding privileges. She was just an empty title of a noble.

Heman who appeared in front of Mary was a handsome young man. He was so young that he could be seen as the heir to the title at a glance.

Thinking of this, Mary had some strange thoughts in her mind. She had a daughter who was about the same age as Ximan. She was very beautiful and had a good figure. If she could marry Ximan, their family would be considered a real noble in the future.

"It turned out to be Madam Mary. We just moved in and are not familiar with the surrounding environment. We will need Madam Mary's help in the future." Ximan answered politely, and at the same time extended his hand to invite Mary to sit in the living room.

Mary nodded reservedly and walked towards the living room. The other three servants stood behind Mary and said nothing the whole time.

After Ximan took Mary to the living room and sat down, he showed an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, we just moved in and didn't bring servants, so we haven't cleaned the house yet. I'm sorry to make Madam Mary laugh."

"It's okay, you just moved in, you must be very busy, it's okay." Mary shook her head gently, but her eyes secretly looked at Ximan, and she was more and more satisfied.

Next, Mary and Heman chatted for a few words and then left tactfully. Before leaving, she invited Heman's family to visit in the evening.

Not long after Mary left, Viscount Noas and Carlos came back with eight servants, including only two male servants and six female servants.

Viscount Noas ordered the servants to clean up and tidy up the room, then sat down next to Heman and put an invitation with a gold-rimmed pattern on the table.

"This is the invitation to the auction from Chris Auction House. Chris Auction House will have an auction the day after tomorrow, and we will attend it then." Viscount Noas said lightly.

"Chris Auction House?" Hearing this name, Heman's face showed a look of understanding. He had heard of Chris Auction House, which was one of the three major auction houses in Silas and was founded by the Chris family.

Like the Draenei family, the Chris family was also a noble family that existed when the Iris Kingdom was established. Although it was only an earl family, it had existed for more than two hundred years and had a very strong foundation.

Since Viscount Noas asked Heman to attend the auction together, he must have his reasons, which is very likely related to the wizard qualification test later.

Viscount Noas saw the confusion on Heman's face and explained: "Chris Auction House always holds an auction before the wizard qualification test. Magic stones will be sold at the auction. Almost all nobles will send people to participate. This auction is no exception."

"Magic stones?" Heman raised his eyebrows. Magic stones are the currency between wizards, similar to Kinnar, but the value is far beyond Kinnar. Because magic stones contain natural elemental energy, they are used as currency between wizards.

A big reason why Viscount Noas participated in this auction was because of magic stones. He planned to buy a few magic stones for Heman to use.

Heman nodded, indicating that he understood.

…………

In the afternoon, in the small garden behind the house.

Ximan's hair on both sides of the temples was soaked with sweat, and drops of sweat slid down his chin and nose tip and fell on the stone paved ground. At this time, there were already patches of water stains on the ground.

And as time passed, Ximan's sweat became more and more, and the number and range of water stains on the ground were also expanding.

The cross sword in Ximan's hand looked more dazzling under the sunlight, and the sharp sword reflected the sunlight, making people dare not look directly at it.

Ximan's legs were tight, and the whole person was like a string, with muscles all over his body, and his eyes were fixed on the air in front of him.

Suddenly, he jumped up suddenly, raised his arms high, and the cross sword drew an arc and chopped down!

"Swish~"

The air in the air was torn apart instantly, and a sound of breaking through the air sounded!

The strong wind brought by the cross sword blew the flowers in front of Ximan into pieces, and Ximan's arms did not stop, and the sword shadows were swung out continuously, leaving a trail of afterimages, which dazzled the people who saw it, and they could not tell which one was real.

"Swoosh--"

Finally, Ximan put away the cross sword and stood still. His body swayed slightly, which was a sign that his physical strength had reached its limit.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo!" Ximan panted violently, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he twisted his body gently, and his whole body made a crackling sound like popping beans.

"Master Ximan, let me wipe your sweat!" Seeing this, the maid beside him immediately came forward and wiped the sweat on Ximan's forehead and neck with a towel.

"Thank you." Ximan smiled and thanked.

The maid smiled shyly and lowered her head to continue wiping Ximan's sweat.

Heman sat down on a chair nearby, picked up the steaming milky white drink on the table and drank it to replenish his energy.

After resting for about half an hour, Heman opened his eyes, took a deep breath, clenched the cross sword in his hand again, and took an attacking posture.

He wanted to do the exercise again.

Time flew by during Heman's training, and it was evening in a blink of an eye. Heman had completed today's training, panting, sweating, and sore.

Heman put away his weapons, and then told the maid: "Prepare me a bath first, I want to take a bath and change clothes."

"Yes, Master Heman." The maid said respectfully, then turned and retreated to prepare bath water and clothes for Heman.

Heman rested for a while, and when the time was almost up, he got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Ximan walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes, and soaked in the bathtub. The hot water of just the right temperature wrapped him up. He felt an unprecedented fatigue coming over him, and couldn't help but close his eyes...