The Emerald Tower

Early in the morning, the morning training of the Fecharen Knights began again as usual.

The appearance and departure of the high competition people yesterday did not affect the enthusiasm of the young people for morning training. After all, it is about the ownership of a steel breastplate.

However, as the training time passed, watching Dean's looming figure quickly shuttled through the fog, these young people were shocked by bursts of--

"The head's speed seems to be faster again!"

Silen, who had always used Dean as a role model, was the first to discover the difference.

"It's not that the team leader has become faster, but you guy has slowed down, right? When I was at the entrance of the town yesterday afternoon, I saw a guy walking very close to Mate and disappeared for a while!"

Ike teased his friend aloud.

"I asked about the whereabouts of the fugitive from Gaosai!"

Xiron blushed and argued loudly.

"Oh, is it so??"

Ike's voice stretched a little longer, and the young people around him had the same tone.

"I won't tell you, the first breastplate must be mine!"

After talking, Xiron, who was already flushed with red, speeded up and ran forward.

"How could it be yours? It must be mine!"

As Silen accelerated, Ike was not to be outdone, and Chad on the side rushed forward without a word, even an auxiliary soldier like Mach gritted his teeth and tried his best.

Huck, who was next to the young people, ran while watching the healthy competition with a smile.

Huck really admired his team leader for giving out a breastplate as a reward instead of sealing it up or one person one by one-only those who worked hard would cherish it.

at this point. Huck himself has considerable knowledge.

"However. The leader's speed seems to be really faster!"

Huck looked at the figure of Dean who had already disappeared in front of him. Thought to myself.

In fact, the same is true—

After the special baptismal potion was taken, Dean’s [Strength] and [Agility] were each increased by 0.2. Similarly, the disadvantages of continuous baptism also appeared: [Physique] upper limit dropped by 0.5; although he still gained A talent belonging to the Psionicist [Spiritual Hint], but because the upper limit of [Physique] is reduced, life and energy. As well as the duration and cooling time of applied skills, they have all been reduced.

Therefore, in general, this is just a relatively equal'transformation'.

Of course, this still has the blood of the Psionicist as a neutralizer and increase the efficacy of the medicine.

Otherwise, the effect will be weaker!

However, the immediate changes still make many people addicted to it.

Even after Dean felt the speed of the obvious change at this moment, he couldn't bear it and accelerated his speed.

but. When the goal for a few days is about to be reached, it becomes more and more difficult to move. Dean’s heart's vigilance became stronger: "The attribute of 0.5 was exchanged for the attribute of 0.4. Although a talent was opened again, the attribute of 0.1 was completely lost due to the effect of drugs. Moreover, unlike the first baptism, there will be accumulated medicinal properties... It is not very cost-effective. My current situation is much better than in my last life, and it should be more secure-before the physical fitness reaches the great knight, I should not In such an adventure!"

While adjusting his breathing with [Physique Exercise (Emerald)], Dean was thinking.

After his breathing calmed down completely, Dean looked at the talent bar of the character panel——

[Mind hint lv1: The power contained in the bloodline makes your words and eyes have special power; effect: consume 10 points of energy, you can plant hints to humans or wise creatures, both parties need to do it once Will identification-own will-2.5> the other party (when you face a person or animal who is wary of you and hates you, even if you use hints, it will be invalid)]

(Note: It implies that once planted, it will continue forever, unless a major accident occurs)

"The will minus 2.5, in the case of the remaining 1.09, even with the [indomitable] bonus, for most people I need to face, it is ineffective... I must improve [spiritual hint] as soon as possible Level, or the value of [will] is all right!"

Dean was not surprised by the emergence of talent [Spiritual Cue].

Because, according to the performance of that Churd Defendi, the power contained in the opponent's bloodline obviously tends to affect the side of the person's mind, and it is in the same line as the other's nominal uncle and essentially father.

Although some of the methods of trapping and deceiving the enemy of the ‘Psion Warlock’ are also very powerful, for Dean, the [Psychic Hint] is the most appropriate.

After all, he has too many things to let people know, and in many cases, he needs more manpower.

Whether it is Jack from Jenel, Lit, who is in charge of the spy network for the Vauban Gaosai spy network, and even spies such as Cedar, they are all targets of Dean.

Of course, specific implementation will take some time.

At least, it needs to be improved after [spiritual suggestion] or [will].

The heat that belonged to [Physique Exercise (Emerald)] in the body began to subside. Dean took up his clothes and greeted Huck. After making him take charge of the next training, he quickly walked towards his own. Go to the room.

You know, those Gao Sai people set off ten hours earlier than him.

As for his reason for leaving?

"Lord Sir!"

The old Ander, who had been waiting in Dean's room for a long time, immediately stood up and bowed to salute as Dean appeared, and took out the package and box he was carrying with him.

"My Lord, this is 90 grams of brandy essence!"

First of all, Old Ande put the cloth bag in front of Dean, and then, with a very cautious attitude, he held the box in his hand and opened it gently: "Lord, this is Lord Marquis who asked me to give it to you. The family crest and your identity certificate, as well as the family seal! Everything is made according to your requirements!"

Inside the small box, there are three things-

Certificate of identity on parchment. Put it on the top level. They are tied together in a bow tie by a red ribbon. And below is Dean's family crest and seal. The box is lined with red velvet and pressed into a very appropriate depression to completely support the family crest and seal.

The family crest, the texture of pure gold, is made into an oval shape, and against the silvery white background, an emerald green tower stands among them.

The seal is in accordance with the style of most nobles of jadeite. It was made into a ring shape, and at the place where the gems should have been set, a reduced family crest and the letters representing Dean's name jumped up on it.

Dean gently stroked the family crest and seal, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes——

In fact, in the previous life, Dean was also made a lord.

However, the Grand Duke Emerald died in the battle without a real nod. Naturally, the nominating ceremony was not held, although most people would still call Dean a lord. But a lord who has not been knighted in the true sense and is subjugated. Obviously there is not much value.

It's just out of etiquette.

"Absolutely can't make the same mistake again!"

Dean put the family crest and seal back into the box, checked the identity certificate again, and after confirming that it was correct, he carefully put the box away.

These three things are indispensable, whether it's the enlistment of entourage later or the issuing of some private orders.

Even, in the future, his armor and carriage will need to have his own family badge.

And this also requires Dean to issue these.

Otherwise, the blacksmiths and tailors would never dare to make them in private.

You know, if you imitate the noble family coat of arms and seal privately, you will be hanged.

"Thank you Lord Marquis for me!"

After Dean put away the box, he turned to thank old Ender-after all, apart from his employment status, Old Ender also represented the Marquis of Vauban at this moment.

"Master Marquis, let me convey to you, if you need it, he will introduce you to good blacksmiths and tailors!"

Old Ender told Dean what the Marquis of Vauban had told him when he left.

"I really appreciate it!"

Dean thanked again.

After that, Old Ande gave a detailed account of the business situation of the store and set up a monthly payment with Dean. After Dean made it clear that he could not return to Vauban in a short time, Old Ender had proposed this method long ago, but in Vauban, Dean's rush to leave was not really settled, so it was decided here.

Obviously, Old Ande, who had completed a major event in his mind, let out a long sigh of relief and stood up to bid farewell.

"Do you need me to send you someone? It's not very peaceful these days!"

Dean asked.

Dean couldn't guarantee what the Baron Defendi would do when he jumped over the wall.

"Thank you for your concern, Sir Sir, I'm just a bad old man. No one will attack me. If there are more guards, it will be eye-catching!"

Old Ender smiled and rejected Dean's kindness.

"So good voyage!"

Dean sent the opponent to the door of the knights' resident, and only then returned after watching the opponent turn over fairly neatly.

With regard to the safety of Old Ender, because of the guarantee of the other party and the relationship between the Marquis of Vauban, Dean just flashed it through his heart, and then left it behind.

After he returned to the room, he began to organize his belongings, and then ordered his deputy——

"This is the brandy essence owed to that barbarian lady. I need to send it to Buqi. Then Buqi will act as an intermediary to let us complete this transaction... It will take about four or five days. If I If you are fortunate enough to be invited to Chiktor, this time will be extended to about a week! During this time, the Knights will temporarily leave it to you!"

After calculating from the bottom of his heart, Dean told his deputy an approximate time.

"Well, leave it to me!"

Huck nodded seriously.

It was not the first time Huck heard about Dean and the barbarian trading brandy essence, after all, he had seen the magic necklace.

Naturally, Huck admired the integrity of his head, and he was helpless for the traditions of the barbarians.

The only fortunate thing is that Buqi’s stockade is not very far from the Knights in a straight line, and it takes time to go back and forth. Not too much.

Even if he was really invited to Chiktor, the barbarian's big stockade. There will be no trouble.

but. Huck is still reminding his head of the group--

"If you can, please come back before the Midwinter Festival. The Lord Baron will hold a dinner party and invite all the famous people in Tyre. If you want to recruit entourages and guards, that is the best time!"

"Okay, I remember it!"

Dean nodded and took the dry food and water from Huck. And the spirits prepared for the cloth wagons, put them all into the rucksack on the first layer of the saddle, and patted the horse away.

Looking at Dean’s leaving back, Huck turned around and returned to the resident of the Knight Order until he disappeared completely.

"It takes about a week for the head to do some private affairs! And within this week, I will double the training for you!"

Seeing the young people gathered, Huck shouted out mercilessly.

"Deputy commander, how can this be done?"

Suddenly, expect Dean to leave. The young people who might have a short vacation wailed immediately.

but. After being kicked twice by Huck's buttocks, he trained one by one.

Obviously, a short vacation is important, but the steel breastplate is equally important.

...

"Go to Buqi’s stockade first, and give the white Lanzhi essence to Buqi, and then to Takli. According to the distance between the two stockades, it will take about three days... and this, three days is my time!"

In his mind, Dean, who was riding a horse, quickly understood the time he had.

Three days, one is not very rich, but if it goes well, it will have enough time for him to complete everything.

What he needs now is to constantly fill in a complete plan to minimize the chance of accidents.

Naturally, Dean spent the entire day in this way of thinking and rushing.

When it was getting dark, Dean, who had gone smoothly all the way, began to appear in the village where Buqi was located--

"Dean! Dean!"

When Dean had identified his identity from a distance, Buqi, the patriarch of this barbarian village, ran out to greet Dean quickly.

"then!"

And Dean naturally knew that the other party's enthusiasm was not only for welcoming him, but directly threw the bag containing the spirits that had been prepared.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, Bu Qi let out a series of loud laughs.

After that, there was a series of sounds of squirming and swallowing.

And when the swallowing stopped, Bu Qi let out a long breath, and then a series of laughs, and hugged Dean in a barbarian manner.

"Welcome, my brother!"

He slapped Dean's back hard, and cloth roared loudly.

"long time no see!"

Although he knew the habits of barbarians well, Dean was still a little unaccustomed.

As for the title of "brother"?

After Dean won an overwhelming victory and won the battle between the two sides, Bu Qi has always called Dean like this-in the tradition of barbarians, the strong are always respected and recognized. .

It's like now--

Dean didn’t need to search for leftovers in the tent prepared for outsiders, but went straight into the cloth tent and enjoyed the traditional food of the barbarians: oily, large, golden. Grilled meat and spirits.

Meat is naturally good.

The spirits were obviously worse than what Dean brought.

It's not that people don't care, but the raw materials and methods of brewing are different.

"Buchee, do you know Chiktor's Takrei?"

During the banquet, Dean, who was sitting cross-legged, asked Buqi straightly.

"Of course I know! My brother, Takli is Chiktor's most famous woman, not only strong, but also grumpy...Many men like her!"

While talking, Bu Qi looked at Dean strangely, obviously misunderstanding something.

Dean immediately waved his hands again and again-although Dean is not a celibate, but the women he needs are definitely not described as'strong and grumpy' in the prefix. For the aesthetics of barbarians, Dean has always been Thank you Bumin.

"No, no, I'm just here to complete a transaction that we haven't done!"

Now Dean recounted what happened in the shop in Vauban.

"Hahaha... you deserve to be my Buqi brother, honest and reliable, much better than those **** and cunning businessmen! This matter is left to me!"

Bu Qi laughed and raised his glasses to Dean frequently.

And Dean didn't refuse, and drank with Buqi until the other party was truly unconscious.

People who love wine are not necessarily massive.

Such words are very practical for barbarians.

In fact, if it weren't for the strong body, most of these barbarians would not be able to drink some senior alcoholic. Although Dean is not a senior alcoholic, his body is obviously stronger, even if it has just been reduced. Later, compared with Buqi, the same is true.

And as Bu Qi became drunk, Dean's welcome ceremony was over.

When Dean proposed to practice nearby and temporarily store the horses the next day, the barbarian patriarch was not sober in the true sense, but only vaguely expressed--

"I, I... will deliver Brandy Essence to Chictor!"

"When you return~www.readwn.com~ just put a torch on the top of the stockade at night, and then I will be back!"

After Dean left such a sentence, he left in a hurry.

Although he knew the destination of those Gaosai people, he couldn't drag on without limit.

After all, some arrangements are indispensable!

PS two-in-one chapter~

In other words, the writer at the starting point today really couldn’t get in. After working for more than half an hour at noon, I didn’t go in forcibly... and then, the decadent chapter was combined...

In the evening, it also started from less than eight o'clock, and has been till now, tears are streaming down my face...

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