The Emerald Tower

Bet. About was formally established with the response of the second son of the Marquis.

The old marquis, the eldest son of the old marquis, the chief guard of the old marquis, the chief swordsman of the old marquis, all became the witnesses of this bet.

"Time, we need an accurate time!"

The eldest son of the old marquis frowned and glanced at Dean and his brother, and said.

There is no bias, just from the point of view of the witness, it is necessary to clarify the norms of betting.

"Five months, I will give you five months!"

The second son of Marquis pretended to be generous just after his brother's voice fell.

And this caused the people present to frown subconsciously, even the old Marquis himself is no exception-facing the special secret technique of [Mountain Power], let alone a few months, even a few years, It is also difficult to reach the core strength; if this is the case, why not show your tolerance and give the opponent the clarity of time?

In this way, telling the time limit first, not only loses his tolerance, but also appears timid.

Humph!

The old Marquis snorted softly, obviously becoming more and more dissatisfied with the performance of his second son.

And this soft hum was clearly transmitted to the ears of the second son of the Marquis. Suddenly, the second son reacted in a spirited manner. Knowing that his actions caused his father's disgust, he immediately remedied: "I am here There happens to be a copy of the [Shanpaku Power], which I have given you! It saves you from wasting time on the road to find [Shanpaku Power], and finally loses, but also unwillingly lose !"

Between words. High-sounding.

but. The Grand Duke's swordsmanship looked at the other party but sneered. The disdain on his face grew stronger.

If you talk about other high-level secret techniques, the other party can still make sense.

But [Power of Mountain Spirit]?

Is it a replica?

Generally, middle-class families have such a book, which may be incomplete, but it is definitely not rare.

She looked at each other, and did not see the demeanor that a marquis second son should have at all. It was completely the performance of a businessman's son-not to mention the importance of interests, and more. Also speculative.

For such nobles, the Grand Duke Swordsman is extremely shameless.

However, she didn't say much.

After all, it is Dean’s bet at this moment, and even she can’t really bear the things involved—whether it’s [Frost Swordsmanship], [Dragon Swordsmanship], or Nazel The sailing skills of the Oka family. And Kimpton of one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, which she can't give.

Don't even talk about her. Even the entire Deta family can't give it.

If there are only one or two of them, it's okay to say, so many add up, it is almost helpless even the Emerald Royal Family.

Especially [Dragon Swordsmanship]!

The Grand Duke Swordsman can already predict the angry expression of the royal family of Gaosai after learning of what happened here-the royal family’s secret technique has become a bet. Even if the current king of Gaosai is considered a benevolent The elders will never allow it!

Subconsciously, the Grand Duke Swordsman wanted to remind Dean.

However, when she saw Dean's indifferent and calm appearance, her footsteps slowed slightly.

"Is there a full chest?"

The Grand Duke Swordsman looked at Dean's face and thought subconsciously.

Dean sensed the eyes of the Grand Duke Swordsman, smiled slightly, then turned his head, looked at the second son of the marquis again, and said: "The bet. The appointment has been established, so there is nothing to regret! But, still Thank you for your generosity!"

Dean's tone was indifferent, making the second son of the Marquis unsure whether Dean was sarcasm or thankful.

However, after saving others by himself, he simply thought it was the other party's ridicule.

Therefore, after a cold snort, he stopped answering at all.

And his entourage walked out after a while holding a boxy, not too big box-the box is made of black palm wood, with golden edges, red and green agate and jade inlaid with it. on.

Dean took the box with one hand, and then glanced at the second son of the Marquis.

He can be sure that this box is definitely not for him.

As for who?

The status of the presence, apart from the other party's father, the old marquis, who still has this status.

Coupled with the fact that the other party happened to appear, it was obviously for his father to send a gift.

To put it simply, this copy of the [Power of the Mountain] should have some origins.

Sure enough, after Dean took the box, the second son of the Marquis opened his mouth and said--

"Although this reprint is not the original, it is similar to the original. It was also appended by the strong man who created the [Power of the Mountain Soul]. However, it is noted that this is the second one—so, the value Some reduction!"

The second son of the Marquis said to Dean in a tone of good luck for you.

The strong man who created the [Power of Mountain Spirit]?

When Dean heard this explanation, he was startled subconsciously.

Then, there was an ecstasy in my heart!

Because, in accordance with the rules of the system, the ‘original’, that is, the original author who created the art, writes books about this art, is regarded as a ‘skill book’!

Similar to that [Dragon Swordsmanship]!

Simply put, if what the second son of Marquis said is true, then Dean can directly use xp to "eat the book"!

No more time is needed!

And after Dean opened the box and touched the [Power of Mountain Spirit] with his finger, he confirmed it even more ——

[Found a magical item...]

[Identification... the power of the mountain spirit! 】

【Yes/No to learn? 】

(Note: There is no basis for [Power of the Mountain], it will cost 100xp)

The corners of Dean's mouth were slightly upturned, and the heart that was already in his grip was even more sure at this moment. He looked at the second son of the Marquis, and a touch of pity suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Not only will he lose his territory, but he is destined to become a laughing stock in the Emerald Kingdom.

Even a territory dare to be a bet. and. The loser. It is definitely the object of everyone's ridicule-even these people are not much better.

However, standing on the bottom of the pot, the crow can always see the darkness of others, but not himself.

"Master Marquis, please confirm once again that I have not practiced [Power of Mountain Spirit]!"

Turning around, Dean said to the old marquis.

This is also a necessary process, once an error occurs. It will definitely affect the final result.

Having made the final decision, Dean will naturally not give the other party a chance to repent and entangle.

"No, I can confirm it before!"

The old marquis waved his hand and said very simply.

Before, under his aura, Dean could not hide everything from the old marquis, especially the [Power of the Mountain] this secret technique that can bring the breath of the earth, if there is a cultivation, at that time. There is absolutely no way to hide it from him.

The second son of the Marquis opened his mouth, obviously wanting to find someone to test it again.

but. After seeing his father's promise, he dared not say anything.

After that, according to the rules of the nobility, it should be a welcome banquet.

However, neither the old Marquis nor Dean or the Grand Duke swordsman had any thoughts.

Therefore, the whole banquet seemed lengthy.

It almost ended hastily.

...

Dean and Archduke Swordsman walked side by side.

"Dean, you are so impulsive!"

When he was about to walk to the door of the temporary residence, the Grand Duke Swordsman could not bear to say.

"It's not impulsive, it's just that things have changed somewhat beyond my expectations!"

Dean said seriously.

This is not a lie, but a real truth.

The Grand Duke Swordsman could certainly hear it, but she let out a long sigh because of it.

"With the Marquis of York as a witness, I can't help you now, even if it's your Highness, with the old-fashioned style of the old Marquis..."

Speaking of this, the Grand Duke Swordsman did not go on.

However, the meaning couldn't be more clear-she didn't think Dean had the possibility of winning!

"Come to the South! Even if you lose your territory, you can make a comeback in the South. Moreover, King Gao Sai has a very good personal relationship with His Royal Highness. The leak of [Dragon Swordsmanship] may be able to ask for forgiveness from this Majesty!"

The Grand Duke Swordsman said so.

Worry, worry.

Filled with the words of the swordsman.

"Instructor, would you believe me?"

Dean stopped and turned sideways, staring at the Grand Duke Swordsman in front of him.

Slightly startled, the Grand Duke Swordsman nodded subconsciously.

"Then... please continue to believe it! It doesn't take long. When the sun rises tomorrow, everything will be settled-I once promised someone to give me a year to return to the emerald capital, but, I suddenly discovered that it may not take that long!"

Dean smiled, the confidence that exuded from the inside out made the Grand Duke Swordsman lost again.

By the time the Grand Duke Swordsman recovered from the lack of consciousness, Dean had already disappeared behind the door on the side.

"When the sun rises tomorrow, the dust will settle?"

The Grand Duke Swordsman frowned.

The meaning of this sentence is not difficult to understand.

However, it was because of his good understanding that this swordsman could not think of other meanings!

"The bet will be decided tomorrow? How can this be possible?"

With such a guess that she couldn't believe it~www.readwn.com~ Grand Duke Swordsman pushed open the door of his room, and disappeared behind the door.

At this moment, Dean, who had already entered the room, carefully checked the surroundings and confirmed that there were no dangerous or vigilant things, he could not wait to open the box, and took out the book that recorded [Power of the Mountain].

Did not ‘learn’ right away!

Instead, read it carefully.

After the lessons of the diary of the king of conquerors which recorded the [Dragon Swordsmanship], Dean would naturally not fall in the same place again.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

In the whole room, only the sound of turning pages of ‘Sand, Sand’ was left.

ps first update~ (to be continued...)()