Facing Dr. Jones’ inquiry, Perfikot stirred the coffee cup in his hand, then smiled and said, "Sponsoring a field expedition? That’s easy, even the expenses of a round-the-world trip are just pocket money for . But..."
At this point, Perfikot paused, gazing directly at Dr. Jones, whose eyes seed to penetrate him inside and out.
After making Dr. Jones a bit nervous, Perfikot continued, "Why should I spend this money? Instead of sponsoring soone else to conduct a field expedition, why don’t I embark on a delightful worldwide trip myself?
Dr. Jones, you are a historian, pursuing the truth of history, while I am an Alchemist, I pursue equivalent exchange.
So if I sponsor you, what kind of return can I get? Or rather, what kind of price do you think you can offer to exchange with ?"
Perfikot’s words are undoubtedly filled with opportunism and pragmatism, which made Dr. Jones sowhat uncomfortable.
In his impression, aren’t nobles a bunch of fa-chasers? Usually, if you boast a bit and promote their reputation in articles, you can easily secure sponsorship.
How co this isn’t working this ti? Moreover, wasn’t the purpose of eting her today not for getting sponsorship?
Though thinking about this in his mind, Dr. Jones quickly adjusted his mindset, and then said to Perfikot, "Humanity has reached where we are today because we have a past. History determines the present, and researching history can better help us understand the present, thus achieving a better future.
Therefore, to achieve this goal, we should study history, understand what our ancestors have gone through.
And to research history, simply working behind closed doors won’t do. It requires collecting a large amount of historical literature and artefacts, as well as personal field research and archaeological digs to unveil the sealed history buried underground, bringing them to light!
Isn’t it a rewarding accomplishnt to present the obscured past once more to the world?"
This is the rhetoric Dr. Jones often used to persuade others to invest in him, and though not greatly effective for nobles, it usually worked eighty to ninety percent of the ti.
However, his rhetoric only amused Perfikot.
"If I were an idle second son of a family or an ignorant noble lady, your words might have moved ." Perfikot gave a fair evaluation of Dr. Jones’ rhetoric, and then poured cold water on him, "But the Brandelis Clan does not need to earn fa supporting such things. Whether it’s my grandfather or father, including myself, we have enough reputation in Langton’s upper society.
So your rhetoric cannot move , at least not enough to convince to pay for the field expedition’s ticket."
Indeed, many nobles do earn fa by sponsoring academic research or adventurers.
This was even popular for a while, sponsoring adventurers to discover unknown secret realms or wonders, thereby earning massive fa for the sponsoring nobles.
But usually, this was done by erging nobles or second sons of families.
Even if they have money, they lack a vibrant reputation, so they use this thod to acquire the desired reputation and a noteworthy topic for boasting.
And if there aren’t notable findings, a good reputation for supporting academic research is also a good choice and return for those affluent nobles.
However, for Perfikot, all of this is aningless.
She herself is a renowned Alchemist master, although a fair part of her reputation is inherited from her parents, associated with the na Perfikot Brandelis are titles that are illustrious even in Langton’s upper society: Langton’s gem, Victor Empire’s youngest Alchemist master, Engineering and Alchemy dual master, prodigy girl, etc.
It can be said that Perfikot’s titles are enough to allow her entrance to any noble banquet or ladies’ tea parties, and beco a guest of any noble.
As for the Brandelis Clan itself? Old Baron Brandelis’ reputation hasn’t completely faded, and the Brandelis Clan still has so connections in the military.
Moreover, the Brandelis Clan has produced Alchemist masters for two consecutive generations and even completed the making of the Philosopher’s Stone, the highest achievent in alchemy, the family reputation is already loud enough and doesn’t require additional embellishnts.
For the Brandelis Clan today, perhaps the only issue is the scarcity of heirs, with only Perfikot remaining among the direct mbers, the bloodline might be extinguished.
Having understood this, Dr. Jones’ face instantly showed a disappointed look, he felt he had ssed up this ti.
Yet Perfikot spoke as he clearly showed disappointnt, "Though I don’t need to earn fa by sponsoring scientific expeditions or research projects, at least this Arctic expedition plan, I don’t wish for any mistakes.
I heard that you, Dr. Jones, are well-versed in wilderness survival and adventure, so congratulations, you passed the interview and are now a mber of the exploration team."
Perfikot said this as she took off her gloves and extended her right hand towards Dr. Jones.
Seeing this, Dr. Jones instantly showed a surprised expression, but he quickly reacted and held Perfikot’s small hand.
"I didn’t expect this! This really is..." Dr. Jones was sowhat tongue-tied, but quickly adjusted, "I an, this is truly a surprise! I thought I lost this opportunity! Thank you so much, Miss Brandelis!"
"If possible, I prefer to be called ’Miss’ rather than ’lady’" Perfikot smiled a bit, as a welco to the new mber of the exploration team.
Dr. Jones cald down, easing his inner excitent, asked Perfikot, "Then, Miss Brandelis, may I ask what the exploration team needs to do and what preparations I need to make?"
"Regarding this, you can consult Jas, my only advice to you is to dress warmly." Perfikot raised her eyebrows a bit, with a mischievous smile in her heterochromatic eyes.
Not that she planned any mischief, but she was looking forward to Dr. Jones’ expression when he truly understood what they were going to do.
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