After hearing this, Mubai honestly told Karlovich some of the things he knew, but deliberately concealed the part about meeting Douglas.
After listening to Mu Bai's story, Karlovich's face darkened and he sighed: "When eyes are confused by desire, people will always do some crazy things. For the sake of the throne, even his father wanted to murder. It is really crazy."
"Grandpa Karlovich, do you also suspect that the eldest prince did it?" Mubai asked in surprise.
Karlovich nodded slightly and said: "Nine times out of ten, it's him. I advise you not to get too involved in imperial political matters in the future. If you get involved, it will be very troublesome."
"Grandpa Karlovich, I will remember your words." Mubai nodded.
"Oh? There's one more thing, I almost forgot." When Karlovich was about to leave, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said.
"What's going on?" Mu Bai asked curiously.
"Although I have imparted a lot of knowledge on martial arts training to you, these are not very suitable for you. A few days ago, I suddenly thought of a training method that may be very suitable for you." As he said this, he took out a knife from his arms.
A piece of animal skin paper and handed it to Mu Baidao.
Mu Bai was secretly wondering and asked: "What is written here?"
"Haha." Karlovich laughed loudly and said: "This is a martial art for cultivating the sword soul. It allows your soul and the dragon-slaying sword to merge into one, turn into the sword soul, and control the sword soul to attack. Even I can't.
I can't imagine how powerful its attack is."
"Ah!" Mu Bai was shocked when he heard this.
Scratching the back of his head, Mu Bai himself was a little confused now with his training. It was magic and martial arts. He really didn't know what kind of strength he would have in the end. If his strength regressed like Karlovich,
, that would be troublesome.
"It's very late, let's go back and rest," Karlovich said. After saying that, he turned around and left the library first.
Mubai watched Karlovich's figure disappear outside the door, smiled bitterly, put the animal skin paper into his arms, then returned to the counter, took out the Book of Holy Demons from the drawer, and then left the library.
…
Return to the villa.
Mu Bai couldn't wait to take out Han Yan's letter to himself, opened the envelope, and a charming scent of perfume hit his nostrils. Mu Bai couldn't help but take a deep breath.