Chapter 10: Walid's Daughter
Amina tried to find some overlap, that is, the male gender, black hair, and clothes that made the person look slender and with well-proportioned limbs.
...Was it this high before?
There was a mixture of doubt and surprise in her eyes, flashing continuously.
Tu Xing lifted his foot. This feeling of being covered and yet empty all over was a bit strange.
He replied loosely: "The voice hasn't changed."
Amina looked at him appreciatively and nodded, "It hasn't changed, but the image has changed a lot. I feel like the sound has become better, clearer and more refreshing."
"This suit is from a sale on a corner, just a standard casual outfit. But when you wear it, you look like an aristocrat."
The compliment made the young man smile brightly, "Thank you for the compliment."
"I'm actually thinking about what identity I should take when approaching the Sultan. What identity do you think is suitable for me?"
Amina: "With your ability, there's always a chance, or do you want it to be quick?"
Tu Xing nodded, "It has to be quick, preferably we can get close again within two days."
He lowered his eyes to hide the dark thoughts in them, thinking about what he should do next.
Or, he could use the collected items to figure out the magic, prevent Celilda from performing the magic, and then kill the Sultan.
Or, create an accident and circumvent the rules of magic.
Comparing the completion time of the two methods, the second one is faster. Of course, they can also be carried out at the same time.
Tu Xing picked up the backpack and looked at the fabric on the surface.
...A wizard usually needs magic props to cast a spell, right?
Could something like a medium be one of those seven?
If it were me, I would take the important things into the bathroom.
He just carried the bag into the inner room, and he had to be in front the whole time, within arm's reach.
As for the room where Celilda was, the outer door was open and the bathroom should be locked.
After much thought, the probability of it being a "spell prop" is very small, it would be good if it is a magic prop.
But no matter what, the black magician's lost items are a good node and breakthrough point for pursuit, so it's right to find a way to get close to them first.
Amina: "It's difficult to gain the approval of His Majesty and his subordinates in a short period of time, especially within a day or two."
She looked deep in thought for two seconds, then raised her face and raised her eyebrows:
"Perhaps you could follow Walid's daughter, Shirin, into the palace and become Shirin's favored guard. That way, you'd be able to enter and leave the palace normally."
The young man's eyes lit up, "Good idea."
Amina: "Want to take a break? Or should we start our visit now?"
Tu Xing: "Now." He put the bag on his back and reached out to pull the silver-green cloak over it to hide.
The young woman looked at this scene and said, "Change your bag too, it's so dirty."
Tu Xing half lowered his head: "It's okay, it saves some money, I will change it myself later, thank you."
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Tu Xing left through the back door, glanced around, walked around for a distance, and took a carriage to continue his journey.
Tu Xing sat up straight and closed his eyes to rest, just in case there were things he needed to deal with later and he wanted to conserve his energy.
…
After about an hour, the young man had rested enough and suddenly remembered his pocket watch.
He shook out his bag and opened it, then looked at the clock inside.
It showed 12:15 pm, and he focused mainly on the minute hand, with a glint of light in his eyes.
The golden needles are actually overlapping in the flowers?!
He adjusted the angle with his fingers and confirmed it again and again. This feature clearly showed that the flower was just an illusion.
But to the naked eye, the flowers appear lifelike. If they were shaped by refraction through the small lenses on the inner wall, it would definitely be a miracle of nature's workmanship!
Tu Xing looked at it for a moment, and a closer guess came to his mind... magic.
I recited it silently twice, and my whole body and mind instantly became hot and fiery, but I forced myself to suppress it.
"How to use it" is a big question. Who should I contact? Can ordinary people use it?
Amina's voice rang out: "What's wrong? You're always in this position."
Tu Xing raised his head and said naturally: "All the money is gone. I'm wondering where it went and what to do next. I want to go back."
As he spoke, he tightened the bag in his hand and slung it over his back.
Amina smiled and said, "As long as Walid likes you, why would he worry about not having money? If you work hard for him, you will definitely need money."
Tu Xing then raised his head and chuckled, "That makes sense."
As if thinking of something, he said, "Do you know anyone who can read magical items? I remember you said that all the books were burned, but what about the items?"
Amina blinked in thought. "Magic items are extremely rare and incredibly difficult to create. Who would burn them unless they were something evil?"
"I've only heard of it, but I don't know anyone related to it. You can make friends on your own in the future. If you have any beauty products, remember to leave some for me."
She looked outside and said, "We're here, let's go down."
Hearing this, Tu Xing's eyes showed sincerity, and he smiled with his guard down, "No problem, I'll keep it in mind."
Two people got out of the car one after the other and stood in front of a very wide high-rise building. People were walking inside and outside the shops. It was obviously a large-scale trading market.
Amina pointed to the right and said, "Here, let's go to the rooftop."
Tu Xing scanned the entire area, looked in the direction she pointed, and nodded, "Okay."
It was an entrance with only a small door, and inside there looked to be a single staircase.
The rooftop was the fifth floor. They walked up in one breath, and both of them had varying degrees of shortness of breath.
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