Chapter 477：

In the dim living room, a cluster of faint flames danced gently on the candle wick.

The candlelight brought a ray of light to the room, and also reflected the heroic face of the young man.

He was lying on the table, staring at the candlelight with his eyes motionless, with no emotion on his face, like a statue.

Suddenly, the candlelight in front of his eyes changed, it no longer danced lightly, but began to rise upwards, but at the same time the flame was also thinning, like a small piece of dough being pulled into noodles by the chef.

There was a slight change in the face of the young man who was staring at the candle, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes became sharper, but he still stared firmly at the light in front of him.

The "stretched" flame changed again. It even made a bend. The upper part leaned slightly to the young man's left, and then leaned to his right, then to the left, and then to the right... Repeatedly, cyclically.

If another person was present and observed carefully, the eyeballs of the young man would be turning, and the direction of the flame's inclination was consistent with the direction of movement of his pupils.

It seemed that the young man was controlling the flames in front of him.

The speed of the flame's tilting left and right became faster and faster, but at this moment, the sound of the door opening squeaked, and the left and right tilting motion of the flame on the candle stopped abruptly.

Then there was a soft bang, and the candle turned into a ball of sparks that spread out in the air and disappeared quickly.

The hall immediately fell into darkness, but the candle did not rekindle.

"Damn it, Edward, I feel that my control over the flames is about to reach a new level. It is no exaggeration to describe it as a breakthrough. Now you have interrupted a good situation! You can't knock on it before you come in." door?"

The young man who controlled the flame just now said in a very unhappy tone.

Then he snapped his fingers, and the candle that was extinguished just now burst into flames, which quickly burned half of its original length, and finally returned to the normal candle flame.

The young man looked at the candle which was only half the length, and sighed sadly.

"Shut up, Nathan, you usually fail even if you hear a little noise, so is my knock on the door quiet?"

The man named Edward was a man with eagle-like sharp eyes, but his tone of voice was a bit frivolous.

"It's different this time. I've just finished the job. I'm confident... Forget it, let's not talk about it."

The young man called Nathan shook his head, and then asked, "What's the matter, have you brought those books back?"

Edward picked up the kettle on the table and took a few sips, "There were some twists and turns, but luckily I brought them all back. Sanel is supervising the unloading at the pier. But..."

"But what?" A female voice came, and then a woman walked down the stairs.

She looks less than thirty years old, but reveals a mature charm, with a dignified and beautiful appearance and a graceful figure. She has this impressive, almost dazzling red hair, against the background of milky white skin, Even more like a vigorous flame, the hair was combed in a neat way, and it was tied into a beautiful bun at the back of the head, with a lock of hair on the left and right hanging down in front of the shoulders.

If you observe the woman's face, you will find that even her pupils are almost red, which is an extremely rare pupil color on the mainland.

"Mom!" was what Nathan called her.

"Lady Mariana!" Edward called her.

If there was an irrelevant person present, Nathan's name for the woman would confuse him, because the appearance of this lady and Nathan looked more like siblings than mother and child, and she was too young.

Unlike Nathan, who called his mother very casually, Edward called her with awe.

Because Ms. Mariana is a powerful female spellcaster, and she also has another identity—one of the ten members of the highest organization of the Mystic Society.

It was not long ago that Edward knew the lady's name—Marianne. Before that, he had been told to call her the Red Lady, probably because of the dazzling red hair.

He immediately answered the lady's question just now, "Our supplier raised the price for subsequent orders, and charged an extra 200 Aldo copper shields for each book."

"why?"

Edward explained: "According to Sanel, the local church has exerted influence on the lord, and now they can only ship it out through some special means... well, it's similar to smuggling, anyway, they can't deliver it to us openly."

Mariana immediately asked, "How did the local church exert influence? Did it embarrass the lord there?"

"No, ma'am, as far as we know, the people in the church just brought the book to the lord to mention it, and then the lord ordered the book to be banned."

Mariana continued to ask: "If our supplier continues to use his [special means] to provide us with goods, will it cause trouble to the lord there?"

Edward replied: "Huh? Troubled? There must be some, for example, there is no way to collect taxes from these goods."

"I mean his relationship with the church."

"That's not the case. Which lord is capable enough to control all the criminals in his territory? Everyone knows it well. The local church probably just needs an attitude."

Ms. Mariana seemed to be lost in thought, and Edward noticed a trace of worry flashing between her eyebrows and eyes.

But just for a short while, the lady said: "Well, Edward, regarding the supplier's price increase, this is not a problem, just meet their requirements, now is not the time to care about petty profits."

Edward nodded, "Yes, ma'am."

"Also, this is a sample booklet for this batch."

He took out a book with even numbers and handed it to Mariana.

The lady slowly caressed the brand-new books that smelled like ink, UU reading www.uukanshu. On the com, "Records of Injustice" is written in Jiaowan language in large font.

After a long time, she said in a sighing tone: "I still don't understand how our suppliers do it—almost all the books have the same font and handwriting. Are they copied by the same person? But one Humans obviously cannot complete such a large amount of work, and even if it is copied by the same person, it is impossible to copy two copies in a row. "

Edward immediately said: "Oh! Ma'am, maybe I can answer a thing or two about this question."

"you?"

Mariana looked at him.

"Yes, I also heard from Thanel, who took a look at it from a distance in the Northwest Bay-how did this book come out."

Edward had an incredulous expression on his face, "It's amazing, it's amazing. It wasn't transcribed manually, but came out of some kind of machine."

Nathan on the side asked him suspiciously: "Are those books made from machines?"

"Yes, I originally thought that those books were hand-copied by a large number of people, and I wondered why the handwriting...even the arrangement of letters in each book was exactly the same, but Sanel's description made my doubts clear. Answer. You mean manufacturing? No, no, no, it should be [printing] in professional terms."

Edward corrects Nathan's misnomer.