In the summer, Green Tower Manor is full of life. A dozen slaves who have recovered from health and seven or eight Borabel farmers are working bare-chested in the vineyards and farmland.
Some people were strengthening the supports for the increasingly lush grapes, and some were hoeing the ground. A few young and lively people would shake the mud in their hands and tease each other from time to time. When Uncle Boshikin's loud voice sounded, they laughed.
Sticking out his tongue, he continued to work, his muscular body covered in sweat glistening in the sun.
The women were also busy with their own affairs. The cook preparing lunch came and went in a hurry, urging the maids in the yard to peel the potatoes. In the distance, women from the Borabel farm were busy on the fields and pastures.
Then, several maids tied up their long hair with white headscarves, carrying basins filled with clothes, talking and laughing as they walked to the river.
Today is the Victory Parade Day, and someone has already made an appointment to go into the city to have a look. A group of people have been chattering downstairs for a long time. When an ox cart and a freight carriage from the manor came crunching, everyone rushed forward excitedly.
The car was already crowded. There were also people running in a panic from a distance and losing their shoes, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.
Roy looked a little lost in thought and couldn't help but smile.
"Are you sure you're going to wear this to the prom?" Behind him, Ma Ya'er stood next to the wardrobe with her hands on her hips and a white summer shirt hooked between her fingers, looking incredulous.
"Is there any problem?" Roy turned his upper body and looked at her.
"It's a ball at the Duke's Palace!" Malt almost screamed, "Even if you don't like to wear a dress, you should at least wear a better suit. It's not like you don't have anything. I gave it to you in the city last week.
I made two custom-made puff-sleeved tops with ruff collars, as well as a knight’s jacket, and the boots are also new, why don’t you wear them?”
"I'm not a noble, why do I dress so well?" Roy muttered.
"Then you can't be worse dressed than other people's waiters, right?" Ma Ya'er hooked his fingers on Xia's shirt and curled his lips and said, "It's a good thing that people don't know that you are the master of Green Tower Manor. If people find out, my face will turn upside down."
Where to put it?”
Kalenich, who was standing aside, curled up his lips, and both Ivan and Grandet couldn't help laughing.
"What does that have to do with it," Roy said with a smile. "The ball is a place for nobles. I didn't go there just to dance. If a fight breaks out and my clothes are torn, they won't pay for it."
"That's true," Mai Ya'er thought for a while, nodded and complained, "I can't bear to let others ruin such good clothes. Two sets of clothes cost me four gold coins. The prices in Munich are getting better and better.
It’s getting higher and higher.”
With that said, she walked up to Roy, held his arm, and exhaled, "Master, you really don't want to take me to the dance? I haven't been to a dance for a long time."
"Not today." Roy shook his head.
"Hmph!" Mai Ya'er puffed up her cheeks, glared at him, put her summer shirt on her wrists, turned her slim body, and the skirt of her skirt flew up, "I'll iron it for you and put it on the bed in your bedroom."
Go downstairs and have lunch later... Dead man!"
"Woof woof", the feisty Oliver barked at Roy twice, bared his teeth, indicating that he and Miss Malt were the same enemy, turned around and followed Malt's feet out of the room.
Roy smiled. It wasn't until the door closed and the brisk footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor that he stopped smiling, gently touched the space ring on his hand, and took out the ruling.
Since it completed its first evolution yesterday, Judgment has been in a sleeping state, silently. Holding Judgment at this time, Roy felt as if he was holding a living life in his hands. Like a butterfly,
After a deep sleep, it is time to break out of the cocoon. It seems that you can feel the vibration of the wings that symbolize the vitality of life in your hands.
Roy calmed down, released his perception, and submerged himself in the judgment.
In the world of Judgment, the sky was still gray. Roy saw the hills where the dwarves fought, the demon city where the swordsmen fought, and more, the endless mountains and darkness. From time to time, there was a wave of
Fiery red lava erupted from the distant night, illuminating the outline of the undulating mountains.
Suddenly, a huge bolt of lightning struck straight from the sky and hit a hilltop in front of Roy.
This lightning was thicker and bigger than anything Roy had ever seen. Moreover, when it hit the ground, it did not disappear, but instantly solidified there. It was like a lightning bolt made of thousands of people.
The giant tree composed of light patterns stands tall and tall.
Countless dust swirled around the lightning, gradually forming a black storm. The lightning twisted in the storm, making crackling sounds, stretching out branches like tree branches, and dancing in the storm.
A moment later, the lightning that shot straight into the sky, together with the storm, formed a huge whirlpool. The gray clouds in the sky gradually began to flow. It was like a pool of stagnant water that suddenly found a pouring outlet, and was constantly being filled with water.
Wrapped in the vortex with lightning as the center, it continuously turned into masses of black mist, spinning and sinking into the ground.
Roy was completely stunned by this spectacular scene. He didn't know how long it took, but he suddenly found that the sky was gradually getting brighter. The gray and depressing sky seemed to have been washed by water.
, clean and transparent. A few white clouds float in the sky, and the mountains in the distance are clearly visible.
A few small grasses broke out from the ground under Roy's feet, growing and stretching rapidly.
Their appearance was like a trumpet ringing underground. After a moment, countless grasses and countless tender green sprouts emerged from the soil. The dense green grass was centered on the hilltop where the lightning was located, with Roy as the center.
In the center, with the lake and rocks in the distance as the center, it spreads out quickly like ripples in the water, connecting into one.
The whole world, as if it had been splashed with green paint, became full of vitality. Countless big trees rose from the ground and spread their branches and leaves. Countless wild flowers bloomed in a variety of colors.
Just when Roy's mouth was wide open and his eyes were dazzled, two figures appeared beside him.
"It's spectacular, isn't it?" The familiar voice of the dwarf ax spirit sounded in Roy's ears.
"Axe Spirit, Sword Spirit!" Roy turned his head and looked at the two figures, one tall and one short, in surprise, "Are you awake?!"
"Nonsense." Ax Spirit rolled his eyes as usual, while Sword Spirit looked at Roy with a smile and said nothing. His blue eyes were deep and sharp.
Although he had followed the sword spirit countless times to fight in the magic city, Roy was still not used to seeing such a vivid sword spirit. He looked at the sword spirit for a long time before looking around and asked.
"what happens?"
"Judgment has completed its first evolution," Sword Spirit said, "opening the main spirit realm."
"Main Spirit Realm?" Roy heard this word for the first time and looked confused.
"This is the domain of the Lord Judgment Spirit." The awakened sword spirit was not as cold and silent as he was during the battle. On the contrary, he was more like a personable gentleman. His tone was gentle and his demeanor was calm. "We are all sealed.
We are here. So we are not the real weapon spirits of the Judgment. Our ability to survive depends solely on the spiritual power of the main spirit of Judgment.”
As he said that, the Sword Spirit pointed to the lightning on the hilltop not far away and said: "That's the main spirit. After absorbing enough energy, he broke through the restriction and opened up this realm that belongs to him. Just like a tree
, the main spirit realm is the branches of the tree, and the realms of me, the Ax Spirit, and others are the branches and leaves, all attached to this."
"Then," Roy looked at the lightning thoughtfully, cursing in his mind that the Lord of Judgment turned into a vortex and turned into lightning, and asked, "What is the use of this Lord's Spirit Realm?"
"It has a lot of uses," Sword Spirit said with a smile: "You won't know more until Judgment evolves again later. However, now I can tell you a few special features of this main domain. First of all, because here
It is the realm controlled by the main spirit, therefore, it is the master here, and everything, including time, is under its control."
Having said this, Sword Spirit looked at Roy with a smile and said, "Do you understand the use of these?"
Roy's eyes suddenly brightened up.
Even a fool knows that if he can slow down the time ten times, it means that one day of cultivation here is equivalent to ten days of cultivation outside. One year of cultivation here is equivalent to ten years of cultivation outside!
This is simply outrageous!
"Is this true?" Roy felt as if his voice was trembling.
"Of course!" Sword Spirit nodded and said: "However, the energy of Judgment is limited. After the first evolution, he can only provide you with twice the time. In other words, the two days here are the same as those outside.
One day. Moreover, because you cannot absorb spiritual power here, you can only practice martial arts that do not use spiritual power here, but cannot practice fighting qi skills and meditation."
Roy opened his mouth and was suddenly discouraged.
If this is the case, then the effect of increasing time is extremely limited. After all, the improvement of magic and fighting spirit requires spiritual power. And here, it just makes myself feel that the time is very long.
Seeing Roy's appearance, the dwarf ax spirit curled his lips and said, "What good thing are you thinking about? Judging the domain of the main spirit can only change you, but not the outside world.
To put it bluntly, it is to double your speed, whether it is cultivation or something else. But the time outside does not change. If it can make you beat others for a hundred years a year, then we are still fighting against the demons.
!”
Roy rolled his eyes.
"Of course, it's not without its benefits," Sword Spirit looked at Roy with a half-smile and said, "First of all, the time it takes you to wake up Bow Spirit and the others will be twice as fast as before. Secondly, you have more time to talk to us.
study."
Roy's sweat dropped immediately.
It's okay to kill demons with the Ax Spirit, but following this guy, he even wants to die.
"This evolution of the main spirit has two other benefits," Sword Spirit said leisurely: "First, in the future, the difficulty of our respective fields will be even greater than before. For example, changing gravity, or increasing the speed of your opponent.
Faster.¨”
Roy wanted to turn around and leave.
Fortunately, Sword Spirit said next: "Secondly, we can help you."
"Help me?" Roy was stunned, "How?"
"Boy, let me tell you, after this Judgment evolution, our strength has recovered to one-seventh of its previous strength," Sword Spirit said: "And more importantly, we can borrow your body to fight for you."
Roy was startled: "Fight for me?"
"Well, of course, this requires Judgment to have enough energy to support us," Sword Spirit said: "At the same time, your own strength cannot be too weak. You know, although we have only recovered one-seventh of our strength,
If you really use it, your current body won't be able to bear it."
"Hmph, you are too stupid," Ax Spirit added: "If you had let Judgment complete its evolution when you woke me up, I would have been able to help you fight long ago."
Roy was surprised and depressed at the same time: "You didn't say anything."
The dwarf snorted in embarrassment and turned his head away. In fact, he was the least careless of the seven disciples, and the least intelligent. Therefore, he was the only one who didn't pay much attention to things that everyone else knew.
Unfortunately, he was the first person Roy woke up. Therefore, he didn't even know about this until now.
"The energy of the ruling cannot be wasted casually," Sword Spirit said: "We are helping you just to save your life at a critical moment. Moreover, the experience of life and death in reality is also very important to your growth. You must understand this."
Roy nodded honestly. Perhaps because he had seen the brutal fighting methods of the Sword Spirit, he had a natural sense of awe for the Sword Spirit. This feeling was completely different from scolding each other with the Ax Spirit.
"Finally, there is another benefit," Sword Spirit smiled, shaking Roy out of the world of judgment with a wave of his hand: "You can see for yourself."
Roy's eyes flashed. When he regained his composure, he found that he was already in the room, still holding the axe-shaped Judgment in his hand.
From the day he got the verdict, he looked dark and unremarkable.
Although he knew that what he was holding in his hand was the most mysterious artifact in history, to be honest, without the world of Judgment and the seven disciples, Roy would not be able to see the difference between Judgment and ordinary axes. It is no better than other axes.
The ax head is not heavier than other axes, its shape is not more beautiful, its attacks are more diverse, and it is not sharper than other weapons.
Roy believed that if he handed this ax to someone else and then told them seriously that it was a magical weapon, the end result would be that someone else would kill him with a convenient axe.
But now, the verdict in hand is changing.
A layer of blood-like red light flowed on the dark ax head. This red light swallowed up the black, as if the fire was tempering the steel. When the red light flashed on the ax blade for the last time and disappeared, Roy
I found that the shape of the ax head had completely changed.
The length of the ax handle has increased by about ten centimeters, and the ax body has also become thicker. If the previous ax looked a bit shabby, now, at least this ax looks more normal. At least it is comparable to those two-star and three-star axes.
Putting the top-level weapons together, absolutely no one can tell them apart.
Roy activated the battle ring and poured fighting energy into the judgment. A cold light shone from the axe.
Roy found that his fighting spirit became more abundant after entering Judgment. This is exactly the feeling of magic pattern weapons enveloping the energy of heaven and earth through the battle ring, increasing the attack power.
He excitedly swung the axe, only to hear a soft sound, and the heavy long table next to him broke into two pieces like tofu.
Looking at the ruling in his hand, Roy excitedly turned into a sword and then a bow, and had a great time playing with it. For a while, the furniture in the room suffered. Especially the wooden table, which was
He cut it into pieces with seven swords and eight axes, and shot it to pieces with bows and arrows.
"Dead man, why are you so crazy? It's time to eat!"
When the resentful Mai Ya'er opened the door, Roy was holding a sword with a look of joy on his face. He thought, should he try it with those nobles tonight?
At night, the Duke's Castle is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the hot lots are drawn.
The huge crystal chandeliers had already been lit and were pulled up to the ceiling by iron chains. The hurricane lamps around the room, in the corridors, in the stairwells and on the inner and outer walls of the castle walls had also been lit.
On the main tower of the castle, several mages formed a circle and stood solemnly under the gaze of people passing by upstairs and downstairs.
As they chanted, a huge magic circle engraved on the main tower lit up. A circle with a circle on the outside and a six-pointed star and countless complicated patterns on the inside gradually rose up.
With the appearance of this aperture, the magic circle was like a dandelion blown away by the wind. Countless small light groups flew up and wandered in the dark night sky, floating back and forth. Suddenly, a huge light pillar shot straight into the sky. And
Thousands of small light clusters suddenly spread out and flew in all directions of the castle.
The entire castle was enveloped by these white elves, and people felt as if they had suddenly returned from early summer to the snowy night of Christmas.
A small light group hit the city wall and was absorbed by the magic pattern engraved on the city wall. The second small light group also submerged into the city wall. Then, a thousand or ten thousand small white light groups were embedded in the city wall one after another.
Among the nodes with flower-like magic patterns on the castle wall, the entire castle gradually lights up. From a distance, it looks like a crystal palace in a fairyland.
Carriages drove into the castle one after another and stopped in front of the main hall. Servants in black tuxedos stepped forward to open the doors and diligently led the guests inside.
Even before the dance started, there were already hundreds of guests arriving at the castle. Everyone gathered on the lawn of the garden, chatting in twos and threes.
A nobleman moved his obsessed eyes away from the beautiful castle and praised: "I heard that the magic pattern of this castle is called Blossoms. It was designed by Master Bai himself. Every time it is activated, it will cost at least
Ten thousand gold coins. In so many years, this is the first time I have seen the Grand Duke activate this set of magic patterns."
"It is indeed well-deserved!" Another nobleman said while holding a wine glass: "Master Bai's masterpiece is not easy to see."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
However, at this moment, a cold snort came: "It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery is not exclusively for us nobles to enjoy. There are actually a bunch of mud-legged people who also come to the dance. It is really a waste of natural resources to chew peonies!"
Everyone looked at each other with clear smiles on their faces.
The man who spoke was none other than Quincy's grandfather, Old Count Jones. Standing next to him was Bruno's father, Count Walter. Although these two were not considered important among the Lurian nobles,
Each of them has his or her own territory, and is considered powerful and prestigious.
But everyone had heard that on the entrance day of the first training camp, these two young men got into a fight with the civilian students who had rescued Phillip.
It is said that these two men wanted to threaten Gustas at that time, but Gustas did not give them this face. Although on the surface, the second and third training camps accepted it happily, everyone knew that
Quincy and Bruno were actually kicked out. Even in the two major training camps, they pinched their noses and swallowed hard in the end.
This incident brought shame to these two families. Some nobles who had a grudge against them would laugh at it from time to time. Jones and Walter were so angry that they went home and hid for a long time.
But today, these two appeared together.
And the mud-legged ones they are talking about naturally refer to the students in the first training camp.
Everyone looked at each other and smiled because they all understood that if they were just invited to the ball, these two people would probably not bring up this matter to expose their scars. But a few prayers ago, Scarlett County
When the conversation between the Lord and a guy named Roy spread throughout the aristocratic circle, the situation tonight was different.
Regarding the student named Roy, everyone also temporarily found someone to learn more about his identity and the conflicts he had with the nobles since he entered the school. This guy was the one who defeated Quincy and
One of Bruno's civilian students. Moreover, it is said that he is still a freshman and is not part of the civilian team that saved Philip.
And I heard that after this guy entered the school, he became extremely aggressive when faced with challenges from noble children. He has become the public enemy of the entire college's nobles.
Many of the nobles on this lawn are the parents of the noble children in the First Training Camp. However, they have never heard of their children talking about them before.
When they heard this time that the guy actually tried to challenge Princess Scarlett's dignity, no one could hold back anymore.
You must know that after the Battle of Meiding City, the 12th Legion of the Frontier Army ordered to go south and the private armed forces of some nobles around Lulian had already entered Lulian. The reason why the Archduke returned to the city was not only to celebrate the victory and boost the morale of the people.
, also means to welcome these two troops.
The commander of the Twelve Legions is Qiu Shanhai, and the leader of the other noble armies is the Prince of York, the uncle of His Majesty Edward I. Of course, according to convention, the Prince of York is not responsible for commanding the troops in combat. The supplies and troops he brought
, they will all be handed over to Archduke Adolf in the end. He will just sit back and watch on his own.
But with such an old prince here, who would dare not to give Princess Scarlett face?
Quincy and Bruno finally caught an opportunity to vent their anger. The reason why they spoke at this time was because they already had a tacit understanding in private. Scarlett is a noble person, so usually everyone doesn’t need to fawn over her.
, but in such an occasion, you must roll up your sleeves and share the same hatred no matter what!
What's more, their children are already inseparable from this matter.
Think about it, that little country bumpkin is really pitiful!
After tonight, he will be expelled from the college, whipped dozens of times, and sent to the quarry. That is a light punishment. If he does not know how to advance or retreat, it is not impossible to label him as an attacker of the nobles and be sentenced to death.
Things are the same even if he is a student in the first training camp.
How could a lowly commoner be able to turn the world upside down?