When the memory playback reached this point in time, Lucifer's expression was slightly stagnant and he raised his hand involuntarily.
"how?"
Mo Gan noticed something unusual about him.
"This old man is a great orc magician. This is his common human disguise." Lucifer paused, with a complicated expression. "He disappeared for a long time. We all thought he was gone. Unexpectedly... I’ll see him again in a place like this.”
As a person who pays special attention to details, Mogan really wants to know what the scope of "us" is and what kind of connection there is between magicians of this level.
But he also knew that this issue might be deliberately avoided by Lucifer, which would be inappropriate.
But His Majesty the King's decision in the next second made him feel that his understanding was unnecessary.
"As I said before, there have been changes outside. I need to go out for a trip - I will leave everything to you. Don't worry, Mr. Fleming is very receptive to illusion crystals."
Mo Gan rubbed his temples, "Do you have any misunderstandings about me? Whether it's psychic magic or illusion crystals, they are all part of the anecdotes to me."
This is already a relatively euphemistic statement.
Lucifer blinked, "As I said just now, Mr. Fleming is very receptive to illusion crystals. He may not even need additional help. He can just use the illusion crystals to help him piece together his memories."
As long as, that's fine.
Realizing that His Majesty the King's misunderstanding was indeed not an ordinary situation, Mogan sighed, "So what I want to discuss is other situations besides possibilities."
Even if he doesn't have a thorough understanding of psychic magic, he still knows that memory cannot be alienated casually, especially when there is no psychic magician present and even the magic cannot be withdrawn.
"As for other issues, you are all businessmen. If there is really any difficulty in his memory, you should know better than me how to solve this problem from a businessman's perspective - you are all proficient in business, so you should be the same kind of people?"
I don’t know if I should be grateful that His Majesty the King, who called himself a murderer at the beginning, is more aware than others that he is essentially just a businessman. Mo Gan said, "You can't say that."
His Majesty the King obviously couldn't understand why Mogan's attitude was so decisive, but he noticed that Lucifer was a little confused about whether to stay or go. Mogan thought that he could not hold him back, so he took the initiative to conclude his words and smooth things over.
"All in all, Boss Fleming's purpose is to 'get rich'. I don't have such a great ambition, I just love money, that's all. If there is really no danger, I might as well give it a try."
After getting the desired result, although he didn't understand the difference that Morgan said, Lucifer Lestus still nodded, and then followed the two small humans who took the initiative to go out to investigate.
But Mogan touched it himself and felt it was strange, so he decided to let His Majesty the King experience the feeling of being forced to shut up due to the overall situation.
More or less, we regained a victory.
Asking is rebellion.
"Also, I have all the chips in mind regarding that three-year deal."
After hearing this, Lucifer suddenly turned back, his eyes were quite surprised, and he was about to reply something. However, he immediately heard Mogan's next words.
"...But the situation is urgent now and time is tight. We can still talk about it later."
The conditions stated by Mo Gan were too general, and the only information that could be considered informative was the length of the year. With this kind of information barrier, the two little humans were naturally confused and had no idea what the code was.
But His Majesty the King pursed his lips, understood the meaning of Mo Gan's words very keenly, turned his head back, and then turned around and left without saying a word.
I don’t know if I have learned to compare my feelings with others, or if I am just a little angry.
Seeing His Majesty the King groaning in silence, Morgan felt an indescribable pleasure, and then got down to business, turning his attention again to the memory that Kalman Fleming continued to play in the illusion crystal.
The following content will be more positive than before.
With the help of the great magician, Kalman has a brand new human face. He only needs to be maintained by magic scrolls. His appearance is no different from any other human race.
In addition to providing resources for magic disguise, the Orc Archmage even provided Kalman with part of the start-up funds, allowing him to return to the Arcane Forest first and then back to St. Lun Port, carrying a carriage full of excellent quality products. Goods, as an upright businessman.
Kalman sold these items and made enough profit to get a small piece of land to use as a stall to get started.
This was Kalman Fleming's first investment.
During this time, he participated in various banquets with his new business friends, saw the goods coming from outside the port, and tasted delicious food and specialties thousands of miles away.
He made many friends, including those he had never met before and those he had met before.
After a makeover, Kalman thought about it for a long time and cautiously gave up the connections he had spent six months running. He originally valued the connections, but found that this was actually a great good thing.
You understand others completely, but others regard you as a stranger.
With this information gap, some of Kalman's informed insights often make people marvel, and he is even regarded as a confidant.
Because they clearly had not been told about this kind of thing, but this polite new businessman made it clear to them, and he was able to get it back cleverly.
"Boss Fleming is really a wonderful person. He speaks well and is generous. He can help everyone make money together."
"His words always speak to my heart!"
Their praise and compliments would always make Kalman smile as humbly as ever, but whether the nightmare he had had had resurfaced in his heart was another matter. Only Kalman Fleming knew.
On the land of Port Saint-Lun, Kalman was busy all day long, talking and communicating with various human races, and completing transactions one after another, but he never forgot his true heart.
He remembered that he could obtain the long-needed capital. The great magician was undoubtedly his noble man, and everything he did was undoubtedly for the future of the orcs.
After returning home with the money earned from a large business, Kalman originally wanted to lead more people to get rich, but Kalman also discovered a small problem.
——Apart from the lack of disguise in appearance, none of the tribesmen seem to be as keen on buying and selling as he is. From birth, they feel that they should walk through the forest and master everything with their sense of smell.
Not to mention setting up a stall to communicate and shouting to sell goods, even if you don't get deceived, it is still a problem.
Because of this, Kalman decided to make some changes to suit local conditions at the beginning.
Pandora Market was originally established to provide St. Lun Port with a fixed trading place, and secondly to allow the tribesmen he brought to use their strengths.
In order to prevent his people from being discriminated against, Kalman visited the great magician again and asked him to help provide more magic scrolls. He was gladly agreed and did not even charge the money he brought.
"It's useless to me if you can't bring life or take away death. If you can use this to get the orcs out of their inherent situation, then that's the real meaning."
With the foundation of such generous gifts, the half-orcs also slowly moved into Port St. Lun and established a foundation in Pandora Market.
Some of them worked as guards, spies or bodyguards, while others with business acumen and interest became businessmen under Kalman's guidance.
And when he occasionally encounters aliens with the same strange appearance, Kalman will take the lead and try to treat them with an ordinary attitude.
There are very few merchants who have stayed in Port Saint-Lun for a long time who have not been favored by Boss Kalman.
Under this subtle guidance, the entire Pandora Market will become more and more indifferent to the differences between different races, and will not be overly surprised.
That's true.
Everything was on the right track. Thirty years passed by in a hurry. Kalman married a wife and had children. Although he encountered some emotional setbacks, his management and development of Pandora Market was still in full swing.
Seeing this, Mo Gan frowned.
The main thing is that, at least until now, he has not discovered what is wrong with Kalman that makes him struggle and lethargic for a long time.
It is true that the shadow of being discriminated against for half a year is enough to make people confused, but Kalman Fleming is obviously not such a fragile person who cannot let go of the humiliation he has experienced for a long time.
Thirty years is enough time to change a lot of things.
However, Boss Fleming's display ended here, and the light of the illusion crystal had begun to weaken.
Looking at the last picture, his eyes lingered on the picture of Boss Fleming taking care of the half-mouse daughter. Morgan thought for a long time, and suddenly pinched his thigh, and then he realized it completely.
"So that's it..."
His eyes lit up and he murmured.
Lucifer's unintentional emotion, a seemingly inconspicuous sentence in the illusion crystal image, and the fact that the orcs stationed in Pandora Market all rely on disguise to blend in with the crowd.
...There is also the anomaly that he directly noticed when Will, as Frank, mentioned Boss Fleming's daughter who received home education.
According to the current picture, everything is already stable, but there is obviously an unusual factor.
"The great magician of the orcs... Something happened to him and he can no longer provide the magic scroll for disguise. However, Kalman Fleming, you absolutely do not want your cherished daughter and her kind to follow in your footsteps."
