Chapter 958: Master Varro

It’s not that the other party doesn’t have the ability to support the entire phantom projection, but without the projection crystal, the cost must be very high. One projection is equivalent to casting a sixth or seventh level spell.

If this method of combining traditional bards with new projection is used, the cost will be greatly reduced. It’s nothing more than spending a little more saliva, and two mugs of dark beer can do it.

As for projection, it doesn’t cost money at all.

That kind of excerpt is at best a trick. Even a magic apprentice can use it in large quantities, not to mention a legendary wizard who can use it at will.

This middle-aged man is Gavin’s target, Valor.

This great wizard is very narcissistic. All his travel notes use his own portrait as the cover, but the shape is different.

Especially when Valor travels to Cormier, he is directly carried and thrown out by two strong purple dragon knights.

After Gavin entered the Black Crow Tavern, Valor was obviously touched. While the story tricks continued, he smiled at him and nodded.

Then he drank the beer in his hand and ended the story briefly, saying: "The beer is finished, the story ends here today, we will continue next time we meet."

"Mr. Varro, how can you tell a half-told story, John, old John, quickly fill Mr. Varro's glass, change to white wine, it's mine."

"The next glass is mine, keep going!"

"I'll have the third glass."

The audience shouted in dissatisfaction and paid for Varro's glass out of their own pockets.

Because the story was at a critical juncture, their appetite had been aroused.

"With expectations, the story will be more interesting. Tell the story of three glasses of wine a day, just three glasses, one more is not allowed. If you still want to listen, we will continue at the same time tomorrow." Although the middle-aged man was smiling, his attitude was very firm, and he had no intention of compromising at all.

Although there were still some people who shouted or booed in dissatisfaction, most of them left with a sense of unsatisfaction.

Mr. Varro has lived here for more than a day or two, and they have fully experienced his temperament.

He is kind and approachable, but he won't be bullied. Those who force him are just trying to verify how hard his fists and wooden sticks are.

When the people around him dispersed a little, the middle-aged man jumped down from the bar, walked up to Gavin and said, "This gentleman looks unfamiliar, can you buy me a drink?"

The opening remarks of the escort girl came out of the mouth of a burly, bearded middle-aged man, which made Gavin feel greasy.

If he hadn't known his identity in advance, I'm afraid Gavin would have turned away immediately.

Gavin smiled and responded, "I can buy you a drink, but we need to change places. This place is not worthy of your identity."

He can be 100% sure that the great wizard has recognized his identity the moment he entered the Black Crow Inn.

"Identity is a burden. When you no longer care about this, the world will let you come and go as you please." Varro said a semi-philosophical and non-philosophical words.

If he hadn't read the entire Varro Travels series, Gavin would definitely think that the other party was pretending.

Now he knew that this was just the other party's true thoughts.

Because the other party could really adapt to the situation. He could taste those wines that cost tens or hundreds of gold coins a glass and live in the most luxurious hotels.

He could also sleep soundly in the stables of cheap hotels and drink the cheapest watered-down beer.

Everything was to get the most realistic experience.

Otherwise, as a legendary wizard, it would not be easy to cast the magic hut or Mordencan mansion spell.

Not to mention the mansion spell, even the lowest-level magic hut is more comfortable than most rural hotels.

"The place I'm talking about is not an ordinary place. There are good wine, good tea and good food, which can't be seen in other places."

Although it was the first time they met, Gavin felt that he had known the other party for a long time and was very clear about the other party's weaknesses.

"What kind of wine?"

"Ghost wine!"

"What kind of tea?"

"Cloud tea!"

"What kind of dish?"

"Shanglong delicacies cooked by Xianglong cook!"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go, let's go..." Before Gavin finished answering the three questions, he was dragged out of the Black Crow Inn by Varro.

The Black Crow guests were left looking at each other, whispering to each other.

"Who is this guy? What he said seems to be very remarkable?"

"I've never seen him before. Could he come here specifically for Mr. Varro?"

"It's possible. He probably wants to hear Mr. Varro's story, so he invited him home directly."

"Hey, even if he invited him home, it's useless. You have experienced Mr. Varro's temper. Even if he faces temptation, he won't give in easily."

"Not necessarily. It depends on how big the temptation is. Ghost wine, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere!"

"You really forget things, Varro Sir, didn't you tell me the story of ghost wine three days ago? It was the foundation of the Conqueror Gavin's fortune. One bottle costs hundreds of gold and it's hard to come by!"

"Don't you think the name Gavin is familiar?"

"Of course I'm familiar. Isn't our current lord Gavin?"

"Isn't this too coincidental? Lord Gavin seems to be from the Valley!"

"It's not a coincidence. The two are the same person. Mr. Varro is talking about the story of Lord Gavin in the North."

"I see. In this way, everything is explained. Then the man just now..."

"It could be the lord's attendant who came to invite Mr. Varro, or it could be the lord himself."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? If it was the lord, we would be too rude!"

"I'm just guessing, it's not necessarily accurate!"

"Pay attention next time, pay attention next time!"

The Black Crow Inn was in a state of chaos because of a series of guesses and associations.

The lord is the absolute ruler of a region, who can decide their life and death, so it is not too much to be cautious.

On the way back to his private residence, Gavin took the initiative to cancel the super-state change and restored his original appearance. At the same time, he apologized: "Recently, I have been stuck in the Fey Wilds due to some chores.

I am sorry that I did not receive the news of Mr. Varro's visit in the first place."

"If migrating thousands of giant apple trees and establishing dozens of apple orchards can be called chores, then what other big things are there in this world?"

The great wizard Varro laughed heartily, "You are busy with military affairs, unlike me who is just eating, drinking and walking. I am very grateful that you are willing to see me instead of sending someone to throw me out."

"Mr. Varro really underestimates himself. Your travel notes have helped me a lot. If it weren't for your travel notes, I would not have known that there is a fish-eating herb called Stark shrub.

I didn't know that the compound farming in Nimir Village has such magical effects, and there would be no biocement and glass water lamps."

Gavin did not hide anything, but told the truth.

Only by being frank can we pave the way for the next cooperation.

Varro said with a surprised look on his face: "Mr. Gavin means that the Stark shrub planting you are doing in the Goblin Border Wasteland and the glass water lamp that has been selling well in half of the Northland recently.

Is it inspired by my travel notes? Aren't you deeply researched about this?"

Before Gavin said it, he had never connected the two things together.

When he first heard about these two products, he had the illusion of missing out on 100 million.

Now it seems that this is not just his illusion, but a real thing.

"It was inspired by Mr.'s travel notes. After all, Nimir Village is located in a remote area. If I hadn't seen it in your travel notes, I would never have had any intersection with them in my life. Here we are."

As they spoke, the two had arrived at Gavin's lord's mansion.

The tea art maid Susu was waiting at the door.

There are not so many maids here. There are only two of them inside and outside, so one person can only play multiple roles.

After instructing Susu to serve tea, the two sat down separately.

Gavin continued, "The only shortcoming of Mr.'s travel notes is that they focus too much on food and accommodation. Many local specialties are mostly glossed over or not written at all, which greatly reduces the commercial reference value.

If you add more in this aspect, I guarantee that Mr.'s travel notes will be more popular. At least those businessmen will have a copy and try to find business opportunities from it."

It is not difficult to see from his travel notes that Varro is not a qualified businessman and turns a blind eye to many business opportunities.

On the other hand, if he is a qualified businessman, his steps will be dragged down, and it will be difficult for him to travel around the world as easily as he does now.

"This is a very good suggestion. I will pay attention to this aspect in the future." Varro took out a thick notebook in front of Gavin and started writing and drawing quickly.

This is a habit he has developed over many years of traveling.

The previous travel notes were travel diaries that have been systematically organized.

No matter how good your brain is, it is not as good as a bad pen.

Especially for people like him who travel all over the world and come into contact with many things.

If he were to go through all the experiences and then write about it again, even if he is a legendary wizard known for his intelligence, he would probably miss a lot of details and plots.

"I wonder what series Mr. Varro is working on recently? When will it be published? I can't wait to read it." Gavin asked with concern.

This is not just a compliment, but a urging from a loyal fan.

"This... a while ago, my inspiration was a bit exhausted, and I didn't have any good ideas. Now I have one, but my current partner doesn't like it. He thinks no one will be interested in it and is unwilling to continue investing.

But you also know that traveling consumes not only energy, but also a lot of gold coins.

If you don't have money, you can't get to know many local characteristics in depth." Varro showed a hint of embarrassment.

As for whether he was embarrassed to face Gavin's urging or was short of money, only he knew.

"Indeed." Gavin nodded in agreement, and then a light bulb went off in his head, asking, "Will Mr. Varro's next travelogue be about the Xianglong Dynasty in the Far East Continent?"

"Ha... Mr. Gavin is indeed my soulmate." Varro said with great interest, "We know very little about the Xianglong Dynasty, judging from my contact with the Xianglong people here in the past half month.

A lot of our previous understanding was even wrong.

As the first explorer of Faerun, I have an obligation to learn more about this ancient empire and tell the world about it in the form of a travelogue."

"So, you want to get some sponsorship from me to sponsor your trip to the Xianglong Dynasty!" Gavin used an affirmative sentence, not a question.

It is not difficult to guess the mind of this legendary wizard, especially after understanding his thinking mode.

"Yes." Varro admitted openly, "Mr. Gavin has gathered so many Xianglong people to establish the Far East Territory, and he must be very interested in the ancient empire, but he may not have the time to go there.

I will not take your sponsorship for nothing. I will share with you everything I see and hear along the way during my trip to the Far East, and all business opportunities will belong to you.

After the travel notes are published, we will split the publishing fee 50-50."

"How much sponsorship does Mr. Varro need?" Gavin asked again.

"One million!" Varro said tentatively.

To be honest, he still hasn't figured out the truth and true thoughts of the young man in front of him.

On the contrary, he seems to have been completely understood by the other party.

So, he seems very passive.

"Okay, but I have a few conditions." Gavin's straightforwardness made Varro suspect that he was going too low.

"What conditions?" Varro asked curiously.

"First, I will send two people to follow Mr. Varro to the Xianglong Kingdom. They will not interfere with Mr. Varro's plan at all, and they will bear their own living expenses. Mr. Varro only needs to ensure their personal safety."

Any cooperation is based on the premise of profitability.

The same is true for funding Varro to write travel notes.

Gavin doesn't care about the dividends from Varro's travel notes.

But if he can take the opportunity to collect information about the customs and human geography of the Xianglong Kingdom, he will be very interested.

The most difficult thing for people to change is habits.

Although Varro has recorded Gavin's suggestions, it is hard to say how much he has really implemented them.

It is better to send two professionals directly to travel with them and collect information together.

Finally, multiple parties will be summarized to get what you want.

Varro looked embarrassed, "I am used to being alone, and my travel is a bad habit for the rulers of some places or countries, and being driven away is the norm.

I am afraid that it will be difficult to protect myself, let alone take care of your entourage!"

He was born not to like being restrained. Gavin's doing this was like putting a layer of shackles on him, and he instinctively resisted.

"Don't worry, I can't send two ordinary people who have no self-protection ability to follow you for thousands of miles.

They all have a skill and their strength is not too bad. Mr. Varro just needs to take care of them.

They may also provide help to you in some professional knowledge." Gavin was unwilling to let the other party go easily.

This man dared to spy on the military intelligence of the Kingdom of Cormier and recorded it in the travel notes.

The Kingdom of Cormier knew about it, but only put him on the most unpopular list, and did not send people to hunt him down all over the world.

This alone hinted at his strong strength. If he was an ordinary thief, would a country be so tolerant and indulgent to him?

Moreover, his travel notes recorded a lot of secrets, many of which were about local strongmen or magic.

If you don't have enough strength, you can't find out these secrets and intelligence.

When Gavin talked about what he gained from Varo's travel notes, there was one thing he didn't mention.

The crying witch in the Stone Stallion Inn was recorded by Varo in a travel note called Varo's Travels in the North.

There is no way to talk about this matter.

Because Varo has not published this travel note on this timeline.

Even if Varo publishes this travel note again in the future, he will not have the opportunity to record this matter, or he can only record another version of the legend as the background of the Stone Stallion Inn.

"I want to see the two accompanying personnel first." Varo was making his last struggle.

Although he is a powerful wizard, he is very biased.

It can't be said that he has no ability to make money, but he spends money faster, and sometimes he has to compromise with money.

"Hongxiu, serve the wine and food." Gavin called out, and then said to Varro, "You taste the wine and food first, I'll bring the people over. Mr. Varro, don't feel restrained here, just treat it as your own home."

"Okay." Varro responded to Gavin while looking around and assessing the surroundings. It was obvious that his occupational disease had come back.

His focus was still on the cloud tea.

It was obviously the first time for him to drink this unique drink from the Far East, which could be seen from his tea drinking posture and micro-expressions.

The first cup of cloud tea was an absolute strong tea, and it was easy for a first-time taster to drink the mask of pain.

But he did not ask for sugar like other people from Furen.

Instead, he continued to taste the original cloud tea.

His strong acceptance ability is another major characteristic he is proud of.

After three cups of cloud tea, he began to feel good and appreciate the uniqueness of this dragon drink, especially after the tea maid Su Su introduced the origin of cloud tea and the philosophy of tea ceremony to him in a soft and sticky voice, it was even more delicious.

At this time, Gavin also came back, followed by two women, one tall and one short.

The tall one was tall and beautiful, transforming from a girl to a woman, with a little childishness of a girl, but between her eyebrows, there was a firmness and seriousness that should not be in this age group, indicating that she had experienced many big scenes.

The short one was like a tall halfling, and her words and deeds were a bit dog-like.

Wearing the necklace of true knowledge, Varo saw through the disguise of the other party at a glance. This was a dog-headed man transformed.

It should be a dragon-like dog-headed man unique to Gavin's men, with strong dragon characteristics on his body, far exceeding ordinary dog-headed men.

After arranging the two to sit down, Gavin said straight to the point: "Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Valor, the most famous planeswalker in our Faerun, his footprints are all over Faerun, and even the entire multiverse."

"Hello, Mr. Valor." The two stood up and saluted. They were in a state of confusion now, not knowing why they were called here.

This meeting with Valor was an emergency, and many of Gavin's decisions were impromptu, and he didn't have time to inform them. (End of this chapter)