"What? You want to hand over a formula worth more than 40 million gold coins to a group of apprentices?"
Duobang opened his mouth and stared at Downton as if he had seen a prodigal son. Others had similar expressions.
In these days, potion masters are very precious to themselves. In addition to the common formulas on the market, apprentices can only obtain more advanced formulas by working in the mentor's workshop, gaining approval, or joining the Potion Association. Sometimes there are
Money can't buy it, it can only exchange it.
"Why not?" Downton frowned.
"Is there anything wrong with your mind? That is a legendary potion, not a plain water formula. Not to mention the apprentice, even your future daughter and concubine son are not qualified to have it." Rosicky scolded him angrily. He felt that he had a high chance of having it in the future.
As his elder brother-in-law, I must stop his prodigal behavior.
"The slow development of potion science is due to your kind of thinking." Downton sighed, "The reason why this potion is legendary does not mean the difficulty of configuration, but its effect. I would rather sell it everywhere.
Yes, don’t leave it at home to get moldy. Think about it, using the value it generates to strengthen your power is not more valuable than locking it in a cupboard.”
Everyone was silent. Juliet looked at Downton with admiration. His view was indeed different.
"But..." Duobang opened his mouth, but after all he didn't know how to refute. The fixed common sense he had developed over the years prevented him from accepting this concept.
"Downton is right. When he becomes king, this potion will be meaningless." Homer was very pleased that the master he chose was very generous, unlike Rosicky and his colleagues, whose own status limited their horizons.
"Even if we recruit a hundred loyal apprentices, we won't be able to sell the transformation potion throughout the entire continent." Abagon calculated in his mind and found that the market was too big.
"Idiot. What we want to do is a high-end market, only for nobles. If you are a viscount, you can't afford it." Downton explained, "We must let the nobles understand that our medicine is a luxury product and a symbol of status. How about one bottle?"
You have to sell it for 50,000 gold coins, right?"
Phew, Duobang took a sip of tea and looked at Downton in shock, "Are you sure you didn't say the price wrong?"
"You are a noble who is qualified to attend high-class banquets, but you still need the money?" Downton rolled his eyes, "You are a pauper, don't treat others as paupers, okay?"
Duobang shook his head. He thought of the extravagant style of those nobles, who only bought expensive ones but not the right ones. Maybe Downton could really make a lot of money.
"You can give it a try, but the output of the handicraft workshop will definitely not increase." Abagon rubbed his hands with a depressed look on his face. Even the magic energy extraction potion was in short supply, let alone this.
"So I'm going to use an assembly line for production." Downton introduced to everyone based on the processes of the pharmaceutical factories in the dream.
"What about the equipment?" Rosicky thought.
"Find someone to do it, Krupp, dwarf, dwarf. These are all races that are good at mechanical engineering." Downton had already thought about it. "It's a pity that the hobgoblin civilization has been lost, otherwise it would be such a trivial thing."
"You can find dwarves. The dwarves in the Underdark are the best at making all kinds of machinery." You don't need Homer, the encyclopedia, to give you an idea. Even Jackson knows that the dwarves living in the underground world are the most powerful mechanical experts.
"Be careful, the Underdark is very dangerous. The underground races headed by the dark elves are not friendly to any surface creatures."
Rosicky didn't want Downton to wade into such muddy waters. Every year, countless humans died in the Underdark. Even the bodies were not found because they were all eaten.
"We will discuss this later. Master, would you like to give our business group a name?" Abagon used to use the reputation of the Fox of the West to do business, but now it can no longer be used. It cannot show Downton's status and power. There is no way.
Create pressure or a sense of security for trading partners.
"How about calling the Sequoia Business Group?"
Andrea, wearing a white casual robe, walked in and sat directly on the sofa. Abagon immediately arranged for the maid to serve tea.
"Okay." Downton's hometown is Redwood County, and there is a huge redwood forest nearby. This name is quite appropriate.
"Here, your canonization book is here." The hostess handed Downton a gilded certificate with the four characters "Duke of Sequoia" written on it.
"Shouldn't it be awarded by the king?" Jackson took it, knelt down on one knee and presented it to Downton, "Master, congratulations on your being crowned Duke."
"Oh, conferment of honors? Do you dare to go to the royal capital?" the female officiant teased, "This is just a formality, recognizing the legitimacy of your title. In fact, with or without it, you are the undisputed master of the Western Territory."
"Put it away!"
Downton flipped through a few pages, and finally glanced at the bright red king's seal before throwing it to Homer. He used to dream of becoming a noble, but now that he was a duke, he felt nothing.
"Don't be complacent. You're just a duke from a third-rate country. You can't even compare with the powerful earls of the nine empires. Even if you become the king of Frankfurt, other marquises won't look at you. So, you still
You have to work hard to climb up.”
Andrea is qualified to say this. Relying on her family's power, even if the king sees her, he will be polite to her. This is why she dared to say that Downton could kill the prince at will without any worries.
"Indeed, the third-rate countries can't even get a double-digit dragon-slaying rank. Any one of the nine empires with a thousand people can be a dragon-slaying rank. This is the power gap." Homer was also worried that Downton was not enterprising.
"Elaine's status is not suitable for her to go back to school, and those teachers have nothing to teach her, so I decided to take her back to the Saint Laurent Empire. There is a magic academy there that can rank among the top ten in the entire continent. What about you, what are your plans?
What should I do?" Andrea teased Downton, "Would you like to experience student life?"
"No." With Homer here, what can't Downton learn? Besides, if he wants to keep his current position, he must enter the dragon-slaying level as soon as possible.
Those who covet the Western Territory have only temporarily retreated. Once they figure out the reason why Downton killed Placido, or reach an agreement, they will definitely use various means to gain benefits. Only rank is the trump card to intimidate the enemy.
"Well, do you want to go to the Underdark?" Andrea was experienced and guessed Downton's concerns, so she made a new suggestion.
"You want him to die?" Rosicky asked.
"If Downton wants to quickly improve his strength, he must undergo cruel trials, and the dangerous underground world is undoubtedly the best place." The female officiant took a sip of black tea.
"There is a generally accepted saying in the mainland that if you want to pass through the Devil's Rift and enter the Dark Territory, you must reach the Judgment level. If you want to protect yourself, you must at least reach the Judgment Level 4. Downton is not enough." Rosicky knocked on the table, "Dungeon
The concentration of magic energy is very high, why don’t you stay inside?”
"Is it possible to achieve a high score but a low score?" the female officiant snorted, "If you want to become a strong person, you must continue to practice life and death. Who is Downton's opponent in the dungeon now?"
Rosicky was at a loss for words. He actually had selfish motives and wanted Downton to return to the Sherman Empire with him.
After another small talk, probably because they felt that the conversation was not suitable, Rosicky and his subordinates left.
"I asked you to go to the Dark Territory because I just got a family secret." After the prince left, Andrea drove out all the irrelevant people and then lowered her voice, "The tomb of the Sirius King has been discovered.
, it is said that it is underground.”
"What?" Homer, who has always been calm, called out, "Are you talking about the barbarian King Tanan, one of the eight epic heroes?"
"Nonsense, besides him, who else dares to call the Sirius King?" Andrea also looked excited, "If you get its tomb, you can save ten lifetimes of struggle."
"Is it that exaggerated?" Downton didn't believe it. "By the way, I know that Tanan was the first barbarian king, but the kingdom collapsed after less than a year."
"In the Western Continent, there are many powerful magicians who can be called heroes, but only those who have contributed to the peace of the continent and achieved incomparable achievements can be called epic heroes. According to historical records,
There are sixty-eight in total so far.”
Andrea Kopp, "Among these sixty-eight, eight more reached their peak in terms of status, strength, and power at that time, and had a huge impact on the course of the world, so they were also considered
Called the Eight Epic Heroes."
"I know that these eight people are all people who have almost unified the Western Continent and have supreme royal power." As a man, Downton is familiar with these heroic stories.
"Think about it, King Sirius controls almost the entire continent, and the wealth he plundered was once higher than the Taimurraya Mountains. What do you think will happen to the funerary objects in his tomb? By the way, if you can find it
His exclusive weapon, not to mention the dragon-slaying level, can instantly kill the scepter level."
The female officiant became more and more excited as she spoke, "Tanan is known as the killer, the most violent one. His weapons have killed gods and been contaminated with divinity."
"It's decided, I'm going to the Underdark." Downton drank the black tea in one gulp. Anyway, it's a trial, so it would be good to go underground. If you're lucky, you might be able to catch a few dark elf slave girls. That's the civilization of the entire continent.
race of beauties.
After the hostess left, Downton immediately asked Abagon to prepare supplies for the long journey.
"Don't be too excited. Did you know that the Eight Great Heroes also have a title, called the Eight Holy Coffins." Homer released a mute magic to isolate himself from eavesdropping.
"Sacred coffin? Isn't that what the sacred coffin means?"
"Yes, the holy coffin represents immortality. They were all unparalleled heroes in their respective eras. They slew demons and gods, were invincible, and had followers all over the world. Even if they died, there were several who would kill their bodies and souls.
The tomb guardians dedicated to them have been guarding the tombs. If anyone finds the tomb, it means not wealth, but the coming of death."
Homer poured cold water on Downton so that he would not underestimate the world.
"I will definitely not give up." Downton was not frightened.
"The tomb of any holy coffin is a secret realm. Do you think it is so good? Even if you enter the Dragon Slaying level, you will have to stop, let alone a Judgment level." Homer's mood was very conflicted. He wanted him to get it.
The coffin agreed, but was worried that he would die inside because the trial was too difficult. (To be continued...)