Chapter 175 Anuka: You must be pregnant with his child
Chapter 175 Anuka: You must be pregnant with his child, it will definitely be the strongest snow wolf (Riwan)
In the Dusk Snow Castle, Oaks looked at the lord's mansion that had collapsed in half with a sad face. He lamented about his own weakness, which made him regretful that he had been so decadent in the past.
Why did I put so much energy into useless things before? Why didn't I want to improve my strength more?
If I could be stronger, could I change something a little bit?
He still can't believe that his most trusted ancestor would be defeated by a boy younger than himself.
Although it was suspected of being a sneak attack, my ancestor was a chosen one!
When he was shot down into the ruins of the Lord's Mansion by a young man of his age, he had already lost.
Because he knew that even the ancestors had no way to defeat the magic monarch, he would not even bring up the idea of revenge, and would only carefully avoid the opportunity that might give the Lucius monarch to kill him.
Thinking of this, Oaks's eyes were full of loneliness. At such a young age, he suddenly felt a kind of sadness that he could not recover from.
Holy Brinia has been declaring to its allies that "the glorious era of the Ibel Federation is coming to an end", but... when will the glory that belongs to them for half their lives come?
Does he still have the chance to see such a day?
"Your Excellency Muxue, although I'm sorry, please be patient this time and don't give the Ibel Federation a chance to fight back. You are still too impulsive!"
A dwarf with a slightly stooped body stood beside his father and spoke in a deep voice.
These words made Oaks suddenly filled with boundless anger. He stood up, walked over, grabbed the dwarf by his collar, lifted him up, and cursed angrily:
"It's you jackals who want to bite the flesh off other people's bodies. Now that others have torn the flesh off our bodies, you tell me that you want us to endure it? What do you think we are? Are we the dogs of your dwarfs?"
"Isn't it?" A thought like this flashed through the dwarf's mind, but he wisely did not say it out loud. He just looked at the Lord of Muxue Castle coldly and said:
"Your Excellency Muxue, your heir seems to be a little too excited."
"Oakes, you're so rude, put your hands down."
The master of Duxue Castle said tiredly: "You raise your head now and look at the sky. They have never left."
Oaks subconsciously raised his head and looked at where the airship was in the sky. The airship flying in the ultra-high altitude never left.
In a daze, Oaks thought of the giant in the sky, swinging the iceberg upside down and smashing it down. That was the terrifying power called the Magic Lord, an existence that he had longed for but could not reach in his life.
But why...
When Lucius's indifferent face flashed across his heart, what flashed through his heart was heartfelt fear. He had no way of complaining against the magic monarch.
Because if he dares to reveal it, he may really die.
But why...
Kyle's face flashed through his mind. Why is there such an existence that completely surpasses him in every aspect? He can even seriously injure his ancestors!
As I thought about it, a feeling of jealousy welled up in my heart.
But the next moment, he felt a little decadent... because that boy was really too strong.
The dwarf patted his sleeves sarcastically, as if he wanted to wipe off something dirty, and said with a smile:
"Do you understand? They didn't come with good intentions from the beginning. If you can hold back your breath, it will not be so easy for you to directly break through the defense line.
That's how halflings are, they don't even think clearly about what they should do..."
As he spoke, the dwarf thought of Oakes' red eyes when he grabbed his sleeve just now, and suddenly felt a strong sense of shame, so he spoke more energetically:
"If you resist desperately, death is waiting for you. Believe me, the Ibel Federation has been suffering from wars since its establishment. Even though they now say they are eager for peace, in essence they are no different from other warmongers.
Do you think they gained such a large land area just by talking a few words? Believe it or not, if we hadn't arrived in time, what's waiting for you now is the destruction of Muxue Castle and the demise of your family!"
The sonorous and powerful voice of the dwarf made Oaks subconsciously take half a step back.
But after a moment, he realized that what the dwarf said made no sense.
They were the ones who caused the disaster, and they were the ones who made Muxue Castle put down its anger. They took all the benefits, and the losers were those of them who honestly protected the territory.
Of course, Oakes never thought about what they were protecting? Are they the poor halflings who were working day and night on the docks to carry goods and became sick from overwork? Or were they ordinary halflings who he had never even looked at in the past.
All he could see was the world of the small lord's mansion.
What he values is the Duxue Castle controlled by his family. He is afraid that the family that gave him status will fall apart in the flames of war, the city run by the family will be destroyed, and everything he once controlled will disappear.
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"Oakes, stop talking. It was us who lost. Keep this scene in mind. The fact that we will end up like this is also related to our lack of strength. No matter how much we say, it will be useless."
The upright body of Lord Duxue became a little rickety, as if he had aged several years at this moment. The age change of the halfling is not obvious on his face, but at this moment, he is still middle-aged, but he looks...
As old age approaches, he is just an ordinary old man.
"Everyone, do you have any questions?" Lucius, who was slowly falling from the sky, looked at the people below.
The people below also subconsciously looked at this existence that had brought evil consequences. However, just looking directly into Lucius's eyes, they felt as if their souls were about to be swallowed up by the twisted mental power.
That irrefutable power made them lower their heads subconsciously. The short halflings were prostrate on the ground, while the tall humans stood in the sky. This scene was deeply imprinted in their eyes and will never be forgotten.
"Why are you still standing there? This is Mr. Lucius, the Lord of the Energy Shaping Department from the Ibel Federation. Please welcome him quickly!"
A flattering smile appeared on the dwarf's face. When the Lord of Duxue Castle was the first to take the lead and lowered his head, like a domino being toppled, the Duixue Fort guards behind him lowered their heads one after another.
Along with this, their courage to fight and their determination to die were also low.
"Why do humans emerge with a group of outstanding talents in every era... Lord Lucius, can you tell me, who is the person who broke down the barrier that our family relies on for survival?"
Lucius has been silently observing their expressions. Although he has always been arrogant when speaking, he is not that kind of stupid person.
He is confident enough that those dwarves will handle the internal problems of the independent kingdom of Orion on their own. After all, they have always been like this...
The dwarfs actually have no concept of the so-called country, only the concept of interests. What they want to obtain are endless interests and a strong demand for technology, and even the latter serve the former.
As for betraying national interests?
That would be too much to look down on the dwarfs. How do they understand what national interests are? National interests are the bonds connected by a common vision, convergence of interests, and a unique culture.
If you want to start a war, these dwarves would be considered brave if they don’t immediately collect their wealth and run away. Where do they get the support for the independent kingdom of Orion to launch a war?
They only dare to unite with the Holy Papal State of Brinia to exchange the future of the independent kingdom of Orion for their own interests, or let the halflings fight to the last man to satisfy their endless greed for technology and wealth.
It is not impossible to be the dog of Holy Brianna when necessary.
Sure enough, when they showed their determination to fight with them, these guys immediately shrank, eager to calm down the anger of these visitors from the Ibel Federation.
"Why, you can't defeat us, so you want to take action against my students? Of course, if you want to take action, there is no problem... But I think in the meantime, you need to be mentally prepared and bear the heart of a lion
The anger of the Lord and me..."
The dwarf hunched over his body, clasped his hands and whispered, "Mr. Lucius, calm down! Calm down!"
We have already reported the federation and your demands to the Royal City, and we ask you all to go to the Royal City with us. I believe we will have a satisfactory answer by then."
"If that's the case, that would be great."
Lucius snorted and did not reply to his words, but flew directly back to the flying boat.
…
On the flying boat, everyone's banquet continued.
Over at the bar, a group of knights were holding wine bottles in their hands, their faces already turning red from tipsy. They were chatting happily, mentioning how brave they were when they were fighting below.
Then those whose records are not so good will talk bad words with unhappy faces, accusing those halflings of being too inexperienced.
Of course, it was inevitable that everyone also talked about the achievements of different people in this battle.
The ones that attracted the most attention were undoubtedly Lucius and Kyle.
However, the intimidation of the Magic Monarch made them not so daring to come forward. However, Kyle was different. Although he was a candidate for the Grand Duke, at least at this time he was not... Naturally, he would not be so reserved when talking.
"Master Kyle, could you please explain to us the principle of the compound magic you just used?"
When it comes to the field of knowledge, these mages very seriously gave up calling Kyle "Your Highness".
How can a cricket's status compare to the power brought by the noble knowledge of magic?
Kyle didn’t hide this, he just smiled and said:
"It's not just magic, it actually also mixes some effects from other systems.
It can only be said that although this type of magic is powerful, the preparation time is too long and it is easy for the enemy to detect the situation. If it were not for this battle, Duxue Castle had adopted a conservative stance, and it would have been very difficult to hit such a target directly.
"
How could the old mage not understand that this was Kyle's self-effacing words? What does it mean that it takes a long time to prepare?
Spells are all about combat effectiveness. Regardless of how long it takes to prepare, as long as they can destroy the enemy at the most critical moment, they have achieved their goal.
Of course, this old mage was not the only one who was curious about Kyle's spells. Many mages participating in the battle today greatly admired the rangers and the effects of the compound spells used by Kyle.
Although to a certain extent, the power they can unleash is far better than those of the Rangers, they also know that this effect that can be replicated on other professionals is precisely the most precious thing.
If magic monarchs like Lucius are expanding the upper limit of spells, then people like Kyle who transform rangers to gain stronger extraordinary power are raising the lower limits of other professionals.
They are not so stupid that they can't even understand such a thing.
The most extreme and the most universal are the two fields that are most difficult to develop. Eliminating the complex and simplifying it and simplifying the complex are two fields that are not easy to please people. However, once successful, they can often break through the cognition of the times and achieve the goal.
The effect of changing the world.
So a wise old mage knew what he needed to do now.
An old mage from the Segil Principality grinned and said:
"It is a rare opportunity for everyone to gather together from all over the federation today. Why don't we communicate with each other about some of the problems and new breakthroughs in magic these days?"
His idea is very simple, you have a piece of knowledge and I have a piece of knowledge. If we exchange knowledge with each other, then both of us have two pieces of knowledge.
If Kyle was unwilling to exchange some of his research results at first, then when all the mages present began to have technical exchanges, he did not believe that Kyle could bear the temptation and not participate in their chat.
Spellcasters are all about equal exchange. If Kyle is unwilling to exchange, it means they don't have enough chips.
When Kyle heard this, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. This was a scene that he had deliberately induced. If they really wanted to communicate with each other, Kyle could completely draw more out of these old mages through conscious knowledge guidance.
Little-known secrets of magic.
It's not that I look down on these old mages, but because of the combined effect of the forced memorization of blog entries and the passive knowledge of darkness, every minute and every second of communicating with them is equivalent to a burst of sparks of inspiration.
Moreover, those sparks of inspiration will not be forgotten as time goes by. The ability of the system panel to be proven once and for all means that Kyle is destined to always grow upward in this field of knowledge.
Many mages who were persuaded quickly joined in, and even some knights joined in with curious faces.
Although most of the time they are in a state of "What the hell are these mages talking about?", as actual users of many spells, they can still provide certain guidance to the mages.
Soon, the atmosphere of the scene was heightened to a high place, with wine glasses, beer, and spirits intertwined, and people of different ages, tall, short, fat, and thin, enjoying themselves.
Gradually, the conversation began to spread, and the contents of some spells were also spread incidentally.
"Kai, His Highness Kyle, Hiccup... I think you look pleasing to the eye. The compound magic you just looked like, you should have borrowed the model of Hiccup... the levitation technique announced by Xin Gong some time ago!
I...I am the master and main researcher of that model. Let me tell you, according to our current research on the spell model, you, you can completely transform them by absorbing the essence of the animal blood of specific wind attribute monsters.
Its own unique magic-like effect...
I, I always feel that if Cursed Swordsmen want to continue to ensure combat effectiveness in the future, extreme spell-like ratios in different scenarios are the real guarantee.
You, you must believe me, this is the guarantee that the Cursed Swordsman can continue to be active on the world stage!"
A mage with rosacea said in a steady voice.
Kyle nodded in agreement, took a glass of juice, drank it in one gulp, and said: "Master Ennuo, you are right, and I agree with you. You once said something in the book "Easy to Understand Magic-like Spells"
I briefly touched on this point of view.”
After hearing what Kyle said, Master Ennuo showed a complacent expression on his face. A young mage who was recognized by them had read his work and could even accurately tell what he had written.
Isn’t this a kind of recognition of yourself!
Just this short sentence was worth an extra bottle of liquor for him today.
Of course, Kyle is not flattering. He has indeed read this book. With Kyle's current reading volume, the probability that he has read it is actually relatively high.
"In fact, the method used by my subordinates was based on the theoretical system you established at that time. You may not know that through a special ratio, the Gluttonous Slime and the Cursed Swordsman were combined.
The absorption speed of animal blood essence is almost two to three times faster!
The new profession "Colonial Knight" built from this will abandon the complicated and useless spell system and specialize in specific targets. In short, it means abandoning useless skills and determining in advance the enemies that you want to deal with.
After all, we cannot require every soldier to have almighty means. This is using the standard of genius to measure ordinary soldiers. Instead of doing this, it is better to shift our attention to how to more effectively build an army targeting a certain group of people...
As long as there are enough specific means and different arms are combined with each other, it is possible to produce an army with the same number of people that is far superior to a miscellaneous but incompetent army."
The old mage was stunned for a moment and said, "Then how can they make up for their shortcomings?"
“They don’t need to be forced to supplement their shortcomings.
As long as the wooden boards that make up the barrel are arranged properly, the longer the long board is, the more water it can hold."
Kyle shook his finger, and a wooden barrel with boards of different lengths placed on the ground was shaped by magic.
He snapped his fingers, and rippling water began to form in the barrel, and soon the water filled up and overflowed, flowing out from the short boards of the wooden boards.
"This is the professional we mainly identify with now." Kyle said with a chuckle: "As long as the shortcomings are supplemented, the upper limit of the professional's ability can be raised. There is actually no problem with this idea."
Then Kyle waved his finger again. They were also wooden boards of different lengths, and even this time the short version of the barrel was even shorter. If the water source was accumulated the way it was just accumulated, it might be able to carry very little water.
But when the pieces of wood went from low to high, and finally assembled into a barrel, Kyle bent his finger, and soon the barrel tilted up. The injected water carried more weight than the original barrel when the barrel tilted.
More water.
Everyone nodded. This metaphor was also very vivid. They instantly understood why the rangers showed such special characteristics when fighting in the lord's mansion.
"Igor's team of the Lionheart Chapter...?" The old mage showed an expression of admiration on his face, but then he became a little disappointed:
"Your Highness Kyle, what determination do you have to let these soldiers fight with you?"
Kyle was a little stunned by these inexplicable words. He frowned, feeling that he might have overlooked some element in what he just said that he had not noticed before.
But he still followed his own heart and said: "I am their lord, and I will lead them as far as Lancaster's cavalry can go, and I will give my back to them.
I am a very greedy person, I yearn for knowledge, and I also long for power. I will temper myself to be strong enough, and let my subordinates who entrust their backs to their comrades share my strength and glory."
"Really?" the old mage laughed.
Kyle nodded: "It's always been like this!"
In fact, he already knew that he was not Ning Ruyu, nor was he the original Kyle.
He is a new life formed by merging two memories!
But it is precisely because of this that he will not feel sorry for himself.
Even if he is reincarnated into a hybrid succubus, even he himself can't figure out what he is, but there is only one thing: he is still active in this world...
His story continues!
So he said:
"The so-called lord means that he is stronger than any of his subordinates, has stronger desires and a more real attitude than them. Only in this way will my subordinates be attracted to me and crawl under my throne.
Maybe one day, when those who come after us look back at us, some people will sigh with emotion, it is really great to be able to follow me as a lord."
Kyle's words made everyone silent, but after a while, a knight took the lead in applauding, and gradually, one after another applause sounded.
The excitement on Jonathan's face was indescribable. This was the lord he recognized and the lord he wanted to be loyal to. As he said, he would lead the charge and leave his back to them.
The Lord is ready to fight and trusts them. How can they be afraid of giving up their strength?
As for Anuka and the few Snow Wolf clan members who were the first to gain the power of the symbiotic costumes, their eyes also changed and fluctuated.
At this moment, many of them recalled the scene when they met Kyle's father, Mr. Anthony.
In fact, the one they admired, recognized, and devoted their loyalty to was the heroic and fearless Lord Anthony. Even if they were following Kyle now, they would only be in love with each other.
But at this moment they realized that they were wrong.
Kyle is not an accessory of Lord Anthony, he is another new kind of leader who also has a strong personality.
Anuka didn't hate Kyle like this, and he even felt that being able to fight with such a lord might be the most suitable destination for the snow wolf clan in the snow-drinking wilderness.
Because they are arrogant and unruly snow wolves!
He patted his daughter Hasaka on the shoulder.
Hasaka looked at his father with some confusion and said, "Father, what can I do?"
"Hasaka, do you need some advice from your father?"
"ah?"
Hasaka looked at his father confused, not understanding what he wanted to express now.
"Give me a hard life! Give birth to ten! You must be pregnant with his child, and it will definitely be the strongest snow wolf!"
At this moment, the eyes of this leader who was deeply trusted by the Snow Wolf tribe showed a wolf-like light.
When Hasaka heard this, she felt her ears getting hot. This was a little different from her who usually liked to be outspoken. She touched her cheek and whispered:
"Well, that's what I've always thought."
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but think of a scene in the future where she would be surrounded by many wolves, big or small. Those cute children who looked like him and her, surrounded by them, would definitely be very happy.
Bar!
She couldn't help but think of some of the little tricks she had played with Master Kyle in private, and then she had a new idea:
"I still can't let my children see Master Kyle's more exciting gameplay, after all, it is really exciting.
Well, what should I name my first child?"
Hasaka's face became rosier as he thought about it.
On the other side, Olivia patted Elana on the shoulder and said, "This guy has a good personality. If you have the opportunity, don't let others take it away."
Elana glanced at the girls who were suspected of being competitors and said in a low voice: "It's not necessary. I have absolute confidence that I can keep Kyle by my side."
Olivia said with a half-smile: "Is it relying on your own force? Now, even if you release the weapon, there is a high probability that you will not be able to defeat Kyle.
This kid is really dangerous now, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to find anyone else of his age who can fight him.”
Elana hesitated for a moment and said, "Teacher Olivia, even you back then couldn't do it?"
Olivia was silent for a moment and said: "If it were 130 years ago, I would probably regard such a person as my ideal marriage partner."
Elana nodded to express her understanding: "It is really a rare thing to be praised by you, teacher."
Olivia rolled her eyes, reached out and clamped her student's neck, and said: "You didn't understand what I meant. I like such ambitious men. If it were this morning, I would have directly
Take this child out of your hands."
Elana raised a smile on her lips and said, "I am also determined to defend my love."
Olivia shook her head: "Young people today are really big-hearted. All in all, you should work hard, more and more people will be targeting this kid in the future.
You should be happy, at least you are my student. In principle, you can still beat the child named Lily, and Lucius will not be idle and bored to cause trouble.
Anyway, feel free to do your own thing and leave the rest to me."
As for Lily...
Lily looked helplessly at the teacher.
The magical monarch who had shown his majesty below just now could not help but break out in a cold sweat when his student looked troubled.
He raised his hands with an expression of surrender, and then said in a low voice: "Don't look at me, Lily, I really didn't teach your junior the content of compound magic. Who would have thought that this kid's progress is so fast now?"
situation.
If I hadn't noticed something wrong with his expression just now, I don't know how long he would have hidden this matter."
Lily was silent for a moment and said: "Teacher Lucius, after we go to the capital of the independent kingdom of Orion, let's find a place to have a teacher-student exchange!"
"Ah?" Lucius shook his head crazily and said, "Lily, please stay with my Kyle. You, my teacher, don't have any ideas right now."
Lily directly kicked her teacher in the leg who was always worried about her, and said, "Teacher, if you continue to act like this, you will never be able to find your teacher's wife in the future."
Lucius touched his head. He really didn't have any ideas. He just looked at his stubborn student and couldn't help but make him angry...
Because he always felt that something might happen to this child.
She looked at Kyle, gritted her teeth, turned to Lucius and said, "Teacher Lucius, I need to conduct an academic examination. I heard from my senior sister that as long as I can pass your academic examination and meet the standard of strength,
You will allow us to learn compound magic."
"Of course, as long as you can meet the standards, I will just smile and teach you everything I know."
But he couldn't help but have an idea in his mind. He felt that Lily's current situation was very dangerous.
There is no doubt that Lily is gifted as a mage, even better than the students he taught before.
But the premise of all this is who she wants to compare with. What she wants to compare now is the most terrifying student Lucius has ever received since he became a teacher.
This student seems to have a stronger talent than he did back then. What is even more frightening is that while he has a strong talent, he has never chosen to stop working hard. Now his family fortune is getting richer and richer.
If nothing happens to Kyle, Lily will most likely never be able to catch up with him in her lifetime.
If Lucius had ever played a virtual game in the Human Alliance, he would have understood that his current student Kyle is equivalent to a player with top professional talents, who is both passionate and European.
Such a monster would be terrifying in any version.
This situation is obviously the result of multiple interactions.
Of course, even if he doesn't know Kyle's true background, as someone who has been through it, he knows it very well...
Lily will never be able to escape the cage that Kyle has set for her.
After all, he knew that if a genius who had regained his self-esteem through his own talent and self-reliance met another more powerful genius, he might develop a sympathetic attitude of constantly catching up after the loss.
But the question is whether that genius is a member of the opposite sex, or a charming member of the opposite sex.
The setback of never being able to catch up is very likely to break down the high wall she has deliberately built for herself in her heart.
Behind this high wall called talent and self-confidence, hidden is a timid girl who is weak and afraid to approach others.
If no one breaks down this high wall, the wall will become thicker and thicker as Lily continues to become stronger and grow, eventually forming an indestructible belief.
At that time, it will be the day when the brilliance of girl magic will bloom.
But now a freak has appeared who has a high probability of completely smashing this wall, and even stepping on it. I don't know if this is Lily's luck or misfortune.
Strong frustration and invincible unwillingness, brewed by the bitter wine called time, will ferment into the bitter and astringent longing for the girl. Mental surrender is much more terrifying than simple physical surrender.
Of course, he had no way to personally interfere in these matters. After all, this was a matter between Kyle and Lily.
In the end, some of the worries in my heart could only be turned into a sigh, saying: "The next thing will ultimately depend on your own efforts. The teacher will try his best to help you.
Of course, I can tell you in advance that if you do not meet the conditions in the academic test, I will not agree to your learning compound magic."
Lily showed a confident smile on her face and said, "In short, teacher, just look forward to it!"
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On the other hand, Kyle was still addicted to communicating with this group of old mages. The experience of the old mages was indeed far beyond his imagination.
After a group of people communicated with each other about the problems and difficulties they encountered in specific magic, Kyle discovered that its system panel was constantly triggering entries for dark knowledge and learned knowledge.
The skill experience value, which had stagnated after gaining a lot of experience, increased again with the few words of these old mages.
As they said, the growth of an old mage to the point where he is now is the result of the intertwining of strength and luck. Wasn't each of them the pride of heaven?
The communication between the aging genius and the young genius is a collision between thinking and fields, which can expand Kyle's boundaries in magic cognition to various extents.
Sometimes how a spell can be more effective only requires one sentence.
With the sparks of inspiration constantly colliding, two more skills successfully reached the full level. This rapid growth is slower than directly increasing the strength of one's own skills in the dungeon, but it can be chewed up and absorbed more comfortably.
The difference between the two sides is probably equivalent to the difference between Kyle filling it up at once and slowly absorbing it. For the very few skills that are specially mentioned and explained, the speed of improvement can be said to have reached the limit, allowing Kyle to
While yelling that it was too full and couldn't hold it in at all, I couldn't help but absorb more things into my mind.
Finally, when this knowledge exchange banquet was coming to an end, his face was filled with an expression of great harvest.
Before the exchange meeting was about to end, a knight suddenly thought of something and asked quietly:
"Your Highness Kyle, you are actually good at more than just spells, right?"
Kyle was stunned for a moment, looked at the knight with a subtle expression, and said, "Why do you say that?"
"I can't comment on your knowledge of spells, but you understand the growth and weaknesses of various professional systems too clearly.
Of course, you should understand that the clarity I am talking about does not simply mean that you know the specific conditions of each profession, but that you have a deeper understanding of the essence of the fields we master...
It seems like you really have mastered our skills."
Kyle finally raised a smile and said, "Who knows? I'm a serious spell caster."
The knight nodded, with an expression of deep approval on his face, and said, "You are right, you are indeed a qualified mage!"
"Right, so it's not inconceivable for a mage to have a little understanding of other professions."
The topic has developed here, and it ends here.
Both of them knew in their hearts that the other had guessed something.
…
After returning to the lounge on the flying boat, he rubbed his brows and whispered to Old White:
"Grandpa White, that knight just now should be from the Principality of Oakvia, right?"
Old White nodded and said: "It seems to be the knight captain of the Royal Knights of the Duke of Oakvia."
"He is such a responsive person. He seems to have guessed that I also have professional skills in other fields."
"After all, it is a sacred realm. It has been able to reach this point in more than 100 years. In terms of understanding, it must be commendable."
Kyle snorted and murmured in a low voice: "Fortunately, I didn't intend to hide this information in the first place. If I really wanted to keep this as my trump card, then I wouldn't be able to deal with them so easily when we confront the Principality of Sevia.
"
Old White kept this information in mind silently, although he did not understand why his young master would regard the Principality of Sevia as an enemy. After all, this country is actually quite far away from the Principality of Inkilans, so he directly regarded it as an imaginary enemy.
, something seems not quite right.
Kyle could vaguely guess what Old White was thinking, but he didn't explain much.
Is it possible that he wants to tell Old White that the Principality of Sevia will become the base for the country seeker to make a fortune in the future, and set off a frenzy to carve up the Ibel Federation?
Now that Kyle regards the Ibel Federation as his own camp, he is naturally worried about the guy who will cause turmoil in the Federation in the future.
After all, the players have no way of knowing what reasons the Marquis of Grantham had in his previous life for launching the unrest.
Master the extraordinary power of other professional systems through the life treasure trove, thereby having the ability to display the skills of other professional systems to a certain extent...
This is why Kyle can use other professional skills.
Of course, due to the limited energy that can be stored in the life treasure trove, Kyle cannot use many more skills in other fields.
But to master one more skill, you can only master it after understanding the operation of other professional skills and then using dark knowledge to crack it.
It doesn't take much thought, and Kyle won't put his main energy into it. He will try to master as much teaching content as he can on the corresponding skills. He doesn't ask for a high level of mastery, but only for one thing in case.
.
All in all, it kills people.
After all, if nothing else, when players see that they can redeem skills from other professions from Kyle, they can further consolidate his base. For this benefit, Kyle will not have no activity in his heart.
.
Make money, don’t be embarrassed!
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As time gradually passed, the flying boat lowered its speed and followed the escort. Soon, the scenery of the royal capital of the independent Kingdom of Orion became clearer.
This city, jointly run by halflings and dwarfs, has arrived!
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Street Diary:
【Reflection Diary】
Today, I was chatting in a group about how to write novels, and then I got trolled. The reason was probably because a certain author who wanted to skip school and write novels full-time in his senior year of high school was criticized by me.
What will happen if you can’t get a diploma, blah blah blah...
In the end, regardless of whether he listened or not, he still chose to go to school.
Originally, this matter ended here. I didn't bother to care about his future. I met him online and gave him a reminder.
Then today when he mentioned what happened back then, he felt unhappy. He said that because he was writing novels, his teacher told him that he could not make much money in this industry.
Big money.”
I joked, "He was working at Qidian back then and didn't know the situation in FL, so he couldn't make this kind of money."
Later, when I talked about writing novels, I always said, "If you want to continue to be successful in this field, you still need to learn more about the advantages of other authors." For a while.
This is for him, and more importantly, for myself, because I do this all the time.
I guess it was too preachy, so he mocked me and said, "Do I still need you to give me some pointers?"
What’s interesting is that another author appeared. He started to show off without saying a word, taking all kinds of quotes out of context, and then who said, “My car is worth more than two million yuan anyway, does it look like your life savings?”, “The results are no different.
Damn, after all, I live in a four-story villa, doesn’t it look like your lifelong dream?”
I instantly became energetic. I have no money, so I have to continue to make money!