Chapter Twenty-ninth Fighting Qi Begins (Chapter One Weekend)
"Dylan, come again!"
In the small training ground in the backyard of the castle, Clement, wearing a red knight's armor, rested for a while leaning on his sword and then stepped forward again.
But this time, the long sword in his hand vaguely showed a hazy purple meaning.
"Um?"
Clemont frowned slightly, then raised the sword high and closed his eyes to feel it.
Soon after, Clemont opened his eyes, his eyes shining with excitement.
"That's right! That's what it feels like! I finally found it!"
He murmured to himself, with an excited expression on his face.
"Haha! I am indeed a genius!"
Seeing the prototype of fighting spirit on the long sword, Claymont felt a strong sense of pride surge in his heart.
"Oh, my God! God of Knights! I saw a miracle! How did you do it, Clemont!"
How could Dylan not know that Clement was a criminal? But he didn’t expect that after just one month of not seeing each other, Clement would actually awaken his fighting spirit, and it was also a rare thunder attribute fighting spirit.
How could he not be surprised.
"Dylan, don't make a fuss, I just woke up a little late!"
"But, I tested you before, and you are indeed..."
"Then he tested wrong. Look, now the facts are before you. Are you willing to believe him or the facts?" Clemont interrupted Dylan with his hands spread out.
Facts speak louder than words, and Dylan ultimately chose to believe what he saw with his own eyes.
After choosing to believe, as Baron Clermont's playmate and exclusive knight, he was undoubtedly happy for him from the bottom of his heart at this moment.
Looking at Dylan who was happy for him, Clemont secretly said sorry, but in order to reduce unnecessary trouble in the future, he still chose to deceive Dylan, an innocent child.
"Dylan, come on, let's try again!" Clemont, who had adjusted his condition, recalled the feeling just now, and then slashed vertically with the giant sword. The moment the sword edge was slashed, a bolt of thunderous sword energy shot out.
Half an hour later, a tired and exhausted Clement took off his armor and lay on the ground, breathing heavily, but he couldn't stop the smile on his lips.
According to Dylan's words, at this moment, his combat power is not inferior to that of an intermediate knight, and this is only when his fighting spirit is still low-level. Once his fighting spirit reaches the intermediate level, then he can rely on his own
Fighting spirit and specialization abilities compete across levels.
However, in this world, no matter how strong a person's power is, there is a limit. This is the reason why a pack of wolves kills a tiger. If you want to be truly invincible, you must create a power group that belongs only to you. This is what Clement said in his previous life.
I feel deeply.
While Clemont was thinking, Elton ran in with excitement on his face.
"Lord, Lord, good news, great news!"
Hearing Elton's shout, Clemont rolled over from the ground and sat up.
"What's wrong Elton?"
"Lord, good news, people from the Oshize Chamber of Commerce are here, and they want to ask to see you!"
As the person in charge of the soap factory, Elton has accumulated a lot of information and knowledge related to major chambers of commerce. He naturally knows about the behemoth Oshize Chamber of Commerce.
"Oshize Chamber of Commerce? Why are they here?" Clemont frowned, then stood up and walked towards the castle.
After washing up, I came to the castle hall feeling refreshed.
At this moment, sitting on the chair at the bottom of the hall, was a middle-aged man with golden hair, wearing a black robe embroidered with gold, and a gorgeous stabbing sword at his waist.
As Clemont walked into the hall, the middle-aged man stood up and gave him a noble salute with a smile on his face.
"Your Excellency must be the owner of this place, Baron Clermont, right? Let me introduce myself, I am Bernal, the president of the Ochize Chamber of Commerce branch in Sacherland!"
Looking at the baron emblem pinned on the opponent's collar, Clemente paused, returned the salute and asked: "It turns out to be Baron Bernal. I wonder who your Excellency Baron is here?"
"Haha, His Excellency Baron Clermont, you should understand the purpose of my coming this time. Let's talk frankly!"
After hearing what Bernal said, Clemont smiled, nodded and said, "In that case, Baron Bernal, please just say it!"
"I'm here this time to buy the soap formula, and I asked Baron Clermont to give me a price. As long as it's not too excessive, I can agree." Bernal said with a proud face at this moment.
As one of the four major chambers of commerce in the Ota Empire, he has enough confidence to say this.
But after hearing his words, Clemont smiled.
You are so rude! You want to steal my underwear as soon as you come up. You think you are the natural enemy of the centipede!
"Sir Bernard, I wonder how much money your chamber of commerce is going to charge for it?" Clement asked calmly.
"What do you think of this number, Lord Clermont?"
Looking at Bernard's three raised fingers, Clemont secretly laughed in his heart. According to the rules of these businessmen, the raised and bent thumbs represent gold coins and silver coins respectively, and one of the other fingers represents one hundred. Here are three
The finger represents three hundred Ota gold coins.
I want to buy the recipe for three hundred Ota gold coins, you really think highly of me!
Then he pretended not to understand the rules and asked tentatively: "Thirty thousand?"
Bernal's face darkened, and then he shook his head.
"Then...50,000?"
When he heard that the numbers were increasing instead of falling, Bernal almost put his finger in the wrong direction.
"Sir Clemont, a mere mortal formula is not worth that much!" Bernard shook his head with a dark face.
"Huh? Isn't it worth it? Isn't it worth what you do to me?"
Seeing the innocent and puzzled expression on the young baron's face, Bernard almost cursed in anger, but the aristocratic demeanor he had cultivated over a long period of time prevented him from doing so.
"Sir Clemont, let me tell you the truth! The formula for this kind of mortal thing is very simple for us to know, but since you are the heir of Viscount Sacker, we are willing to give you this face, but we hope you don't want to
So stubborn!"
Tsk tsk, good guy, a world without the concept of copyright really has no business bottom line at all. This kind of gangster logic can be said so confidently.
After sighing inwardly, Clement said with an indifferent expression: "Then Mr. Bernard, please do it yourself! I will not sell the soap formula."
After being rejected, Bernard was not angry. Since the young baron didn't know how to praise, he didn't have to give him this face anymore.
Then Bernard stood up and left.
After Bernard left, Elton asked with some worry: "Lord, what can we do? Our soap business has just started. If the Oshize Chamber of Commerce cracks the soap formula, with the energy they have, we
It will be difficult for soap to sell well!”
Looking at Elton with a worried look on his face, Clemont stretched lazily.
"Haha, it's not that easy to copy me!"
Although the magic in this world is very developed, there are almost no discoveries of chemistry, let alone the development of side professions such as alchemists.
Although almost everyone in the previous life knew how to obtain alkaline water, for people in this world, it is undoubtedly more difficult than slaying a dragon.