Selena stood beside him with her hands spread out in front of her, her palms gradually emitting a faint yellow light that was as condensed as water.

The light fell on Adam like a spring drizzle, and quickly penetrated into his body, gradually maintaining the deformation effect on the sheep.

About ten minutes later, Selena slowly withdrew her hand, let out a long breath, her face showing obvious fatigue, and her body was a little unstable.

Rosen immediately stepped forward to support her: "Madam, you have worked hard."

He knew that high-level permanence spells were extremely difficult to cast. Not only did it require extreme concentration, it also consumed a great deal of mana.

When casting spells with bare hands, a high-level wizard can usually cast spells up to three times a day.

Because of this, whether you go to the Mage's Guild to buy a scroll of the spell of constancy or ask a mage for help in casting the spell of constancy, the price is very expensive.

So he promised again: "Once we get the money, we will buy the staff immediately."

Selena nodded slightly: "Okay."

After resting in Rosen's arms for a few minutes, his eyes regained their spirit.

"I wonder how much this beautiful sheep will sell for?"

Rosen smiled slightly: "That depends on how you sell it."

"You seem to have an idea. Tell me about it?"

"Ma'am, there's a saying in the business world that it's better for buyers to come to you than for merchants to come to you. So, we have to make Darlett beg us to sell."

Selena is also a very smart person. Her eyes lit up: "So, we are going to put on a show?"

"Yes, a tragic play."

If Selena hadn't joined, Rosen would certainly have deceived Darlett, and the possibility of success would have been higher.

But now with Selena around, he felt a little uneasy.

Because Selena's acting skills are not professional, if something goes wrong on her side, all her work will be in vain.

In order to reduce the possibility of failure as much as possible, Rosen improvised a "sex scene" for Selena that did not require much acting skills.

Selena became more and more interested: "It sounds very interesting, how to do it specifically?"

Rosen had already thought about it and started the introduction immediately.

"Ma'am, you are just tired. Go to bed and pretend to be sick. The more convincing the better, as if you have a terminal illness."

"I like this, hehe."

She immediately ran to the bed and lay down.

Rosen walked over and inspected it carefully: "The outer skirt is of such good quality that it must be taken off, leaving only the inner skirt. Yes, that's it."

He took the expensive dress into the closet and hid it carefully, then returned to the bed and carefully tucked in the quilt for Selena.

"Now, I have to cast another Transfiguration spell on your face to disguise you as a pale, weak and dying middle-aged woman, okay?"

Serena nodded: "Of course, but will Darlett see through it?"

Rosen smiled slightly: "Madam, don't you believe in my transformation skills?"

Serena shrugged, "Well, I forgot my little husband is a master shapeshifter."

Rosen used the same trick again and asked Lai Fu to create twenty faces in a row, then selected the most typical one and carefully transformed it for Selena.

Soon, Selena became a beautiful middle-aged woman about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, who was dying from illness and seemed to be about to die at any moment.

The key point is that this face is 80% similar to Adam, making it easy to tell at a glance that these two are mother and son.

Then, Rosen transformed himself into a young man of about 28 or 29 years old, with a simple and honest look and a miserable expression.

Another key point is that this face looks nothing like Adam.

Serena blinked and said, "Rosen, how come you are still younger than me after transforming?"

Rosen also winked at her: "Madam, because that's what the script says."

Without further explanation, he took out the herbs he had prepared earlier and boiled them on the stove in the room, while giving instructions.

"Ma'am, this is herbal juice for treating pulmonary edema, so you have to cough from time to time. It can be used as a disguise and to interrupt questions that may lead to exposure."

As he spoke, he handed over a white handkerchief stained with some red berries.

"Hide it carefully. If they cough too hard, let them see the 'bloodstains' on the handkerchief."

Serena did as she was told, but with some disapproval.

"Rosen, are you sure Darlett can really observe so carefully?"

Rosen's eyes narrowed and his expression quickly became serious.

"Ma'am, the first principle of deception is to do everything possible to get close to the truth."

"Because only the truth can withstand all-round and thorough scrutiny."

"Because of this, any effort to get closer to the truth will not be in vain, and it is very likely to quietly save the situation from some inadvertent angle or at an inadvertent moment."

As he spoke, he went back and forth in the room arranging various details, and it took him half an hour to finish.

Serena commented: "I thought I was really sick."

Rosen was still not satisfied: "Now show me if there is anything unreasonable."

"OK."

Serena began to perform, coughing vigorously.

Rosen listened to it for a few seconds and then shook his head, giving detailed instructions.

"You're using too much force. You're almost dying. How do you get so much strength? Be gentler."

"No, no, you're acting too relaxed."

"It's not that the strength has simply decreased, it's that I want to use force, but because my body is weak, I can't use it, and in the end it appears that the strength is small."

"Oh, that's about right, but that's not how you cough when you have pulmonary edema."

"You can't just cough in your throat, you have to cough in your lungs!"

"Every time I cough, my whole body shakes. It feels like I'm coughing with all my strength, or even coughing my lungs out."

"Oh, that's right!"

"Madam, you learned it so quickly. You are so smart~"

Selena was very happy, but after being happy, she felt strange: 'Why am I like a little girl who got candy?'

So he glared at Rosen and said dissatisfiedly: "Rosen, don't praise me as if I were a little girl!"

Rosen laughed and continued, "Now, let me explain the relationship between the three of us in detail. Remember it carefully."

"you say."

Rosen carefully told the story he had made up and asked Selena to repeat it again. After confirming that it was correct, he took out his pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it.

"Well, it's about time."

"At this time every day, Darlett goes to the lobby on the first floor to have afternoon tea. I will take our 'child' to touch him now."

Selena felt that this statement was not quite right, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be correct.

While he was struggling, Rosen had already taken Adam's hand, left the room with a 'worried' look on his face, and walked towards the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

We soon arrived at the end of the field.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people in the hall. People were sitting in pairs or threes, all talking politely in low voices.

Rosen glanced around quickly and saw the wealthy merchant Sir Darlett from Kao in the corner.

He took a quick glance and quickly looked away, with a 'sad look on his face', holding the 'cute and silent' little boy's hand, and sat down at a table five or six meters away from Darlet.

Before he sat down, he felt many gazes sweeping over him, and all these gazes would eventually fall on Adam.

There's no way, this 'child' is just too beautiful, and has an eye-catching effect.

A normal person would take a look and quickly look away, but there was one person who lingered for a long time and kept following Adam's figure.

It was Darlett! Rosen was slightly delighted: "The fish noticed the bait."

As Adam's father, Rosen 'naturally' noticed Darlett's unusual attention to his child.

He turned his head and nodded politely, then like a father, he instinctively pulled the 'child' behind him and blocked Darlet's sight with his body.

After being seated, I waited for a while and the hotel attendant came over to ask.

"What do you want, sir?"

Rosen shook his head: "No need for anything, we just come out to get some fresh air."

"Well, sir, if you need anything, just let me know."

The servant left with a hint of contempt, as he could tell at a glance that the guest was in financial difficulty.

Rosen shrank back, looking humble as if his self-esteem was hurt but he had to suppress his anger.

He sat in silence, his brows furrowed and his lips tightly pursed, as if he had encountered some insurmountable difficulty.

I sat there in silence for about three minutes, and after I sighed sadly for the third time, I heard footsteps behind me.

After a while, a middle-aged man's voice came from behind: "Sir, are you having any problems?"

It was Darlett.

It can be heard that he tried his best to make his voice gentle, but there was still a sense of frivolity in it.

Rosen was secretly delighted: "Hey~ I hit the nest three times and it came. Are you so impatient?"

He turned his head and looked at him, with a look of alertness in his eyes: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Nothing."

Darlett smiled gently and sat down in the empty seat next to Rosen. His eyes swept across Rosen's face, and then fixed on Adam's face as if attracted by a magnet.

"Is this your son?"

"That's right."

"But he doesn't look like you at all."

"My stepson."

"Why doesn't he speak?"

"He is dumb."

"Oh, what a shame. You just said he was a stepson, but where is his mother?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

"I'm just curious, can you tell me?"

Rosen sighed deeply, the worry on his face as thick as gathering dark clouds.

"Her mother is sick, seriously ill. I have spent almost all my money on her medical treatment, but her condition has not improved at all."

"I love her, I can't watch her die in front of me, I can't~~~"

Having said that, Rosen raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Darlett also sighed, his face full of sympathy, but his eyes were still fixed on Adam's face.

"Oh, this is so tragic. Can you take me to see your wife?"

"What do you want to do?"

Rosen looked alert.

"I am a compassionate gentleman. I want to see that poor woman. Maybe I can help her."

Rosen was even more delighted: "You, a black bass, are really quick to bite the hook!"

He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Sir, you look like a good man, I will take you to see him."

Two more today

(End of this chapter)