Lord of Plenty

In the living room, Kun and Daun exchanged stories about recent events in the capital.

The Harvest Territory is too far away from here, and a lot of the information is not that accurate. He needs to know more information before he can decide the next step.

"After I came to the royal capital, I temporarily took over the position of commander of the royal guards. In fact, His Majesty the Kingdom does not need me to guard him. There is a middle-aged swordsman beside him, who is stronger than me and the Marquis before he was promoted. , If it comes time to fight hard, I may not be any weaker than I am now."

Kun nodded understandingly:

"I probably know who the person in the royal family practices "Flowing Fire and Falling Stars" is."

"Flowing Fire and Falling Star" is a fighting spirit training method that almost every noble family in the royal capital has a copy of. However, this fighting spirit book is so powerful that it requires too much talent from the practitioners.

It was only through great luck that Kun found a genius like Nia in a small place like the Land of Harvest. Not to mention grabbing a lot of warrior professionals in the royal capital, they were all over the place. In the entire royal capital, there was no one who could practice this fighting spirit. But there are only a handful of people, pitifully few.

The creator of the fighting spirit of "Flowing Fire and Falling Star" once single-handedly ended the biggest rebellion in Dansu since the founding of the country. One man and one sword killed 50,000 light cavalry who had experienced hundreds of battles. The record was verifiable, real and effective.

Of course, this kind of explosion was not completely costless. The sword master died not long after, and did not even live to be a hundred years old. This also opened a three hundred-year-long saint vacuum period for Dansu. No one sets foot in the realm of heroes.

However, although there is no saint guarding the kingdom, it does not mean that Dansu does not have the means to counter the fourth-level powerhouse.

In addition to the third-level peak warrior in the royal family who practiced the fighting spirit of "Flowing Fire and Falling Stars", Kun remembered that the royal family also had an alchemy spaceship left over from the Elf Dynasty era, which was said to be able to kill fourth-level strong men.

After all, it can be considered an old kingdom that has existed for nearly a thousand years, and it still has a few trump cards.

But these are dead objects after all, too limited, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they are not as intimidating as the visible, tangible, and talked about fourth-level powerhouses.

So when the enemy king proposed to visit the royal capital, the Dansu royal family also asked Kun to recruit Dao En, the new sword master.

At the very least, the opponent's momentum cannot be weakened.

But after Dawn lost the competition, the situation became awkward.

"The Dharma Saint of Artoria is very mysterious. He has not made any move since he followed their little king to the royal capital. The little king is also aloof and hangs out with His Highness the Third Prince all day long. He likes to go there the most. The place is the Arena, and they are always clamoring to go to Nicai Tower.”

Kun looked strange, "Ni Cai Lou? I remember Ni Cai Lou, right?"

"That's right, it's just an ordinary store on the surface, but it's actually the largest gold-selling cave in the capital. Gambling, death fighting, prostitution, illegal drugs, everything. It's an important industry under the name of the Beltrand family."

"That was opened by the second prince, but it is indeed a bit out of character for a king to insist on going to a brothel.

At the very least, he should go secretly. "

Dawn, who has always been upright, pretended not to have heard Kun's last words, and continued:

"Naturally, the third prince would not take the little king to the Nicai Tower. The two of them spent all day in the arena. The little king threw the alchemy puppet sent to him by the legendary great alchemist into the battle. "Tai, tell me whoever defeats his demon puppet guard will reward him with 10,000 gold coins, otherwise he will keep the demon puppet there."

"Then you went up?"

Dawn shook his head, "At first, no one took this matter too seriously. After all, demons are rigid and no one has ever seen a fourth-order holy-level demon.

However, as time went by, the demon puppet occupied the main battle stage of the big arena and refused to move, as if to say that Dansu's warriors were a bunch of soft-footed shrimps who could not even defeat the demon puppet and were not worthy at all. Comparable to Arturia.

Because they were too provocative, more and more powerful people couldn't help but take action, but they were all defeated, and some died at the hands of the demon puppet. "

"So you couldn't hold it back in the end."

Dawn's face looked a little embarrassed, but she still said frankly:

"It's a temporary itch. But that alchemy devil is really not simple. His reaction speed is almost as good as mine, and he can even imitate my fighting skills. His skills are not as good as others. There's nothing to say. I admit it."

Kun suppressed his laughter and felt a stomachache when he heard this.

A lifetime of fame has been ruined.

Originally, if Dao En didn't take action, everyone would never admit it even if they thought the saint-level alchemical golem was too powerful. If the big arena was occupied, it would be occupied, and the little king wouldn't do it anyway. Maybe he will stay in the capital.

It's fine now, I don't have to make any excuses.

Is this because Dawn, the new sword master, is too weak, or is the neighboring magic saint who made the golem too strong?

But no matter which one it is, it is an unacceptable result for Dansu.

The royal family also has one head and two big heads. Originally, Dao En was invited here to suppress the momentum on the other side, but now it seems that he is making wedding clothes for others, and the momentum is even stronger. The little king of Artoria is almost in the royal capital. Walking sideways, there was nothing they could do.

This means that Dawn, the sword master, is still alive, and no one dares to say anything. If he dies, he will definitely be nailed on the pillar of shame and reviled for hundreds of years.

After all, Dao En has been in the capital for more than 20 years, so he can still understand the stakes.

But he still went up because his martial arts dignity did not allow him to remain silent.

He himself would never forgive himself for turning a blind eye.

Winning is the best, but he can accept defeat calmly without any resentment. This is what Kun admires most about him. Even if such a person is a little less talented and a little less lucky, he will still reach the top of the mountain in the end.

If you look down from the top of the mountain, you will see that the thorns and bumps along the way are just trials given by God. No amount of tempering can wear away the perseverance in his heart.

For such a person, sainthood will not be his end.

After getting the news he wanted from Dawn, Kun left.

It is not easy to visit the saint from a neighboring country. Except for the first meeting between the two kings, the Dharma Saint locked himself in the room the rest of the time and refused to accept anyone's invitation.

Instead of going directly to the closer Princess Palace, the carriage turned around and headed in the direction of the Marquis's mansion.

The friendship between Kun and his cousin Catherine has never been made public, and it is regarded as a personal relationship.

At such a time when people are always paying attention, it is best not to go there with such a big fanfare, so as not to cause trouble to the other party.

Although Catherine would not care, she would even be very happy, because Kun brought something she had longed for.

But friendship is something that needs to be maintained.

It's not just about what you think, it's about putting yourself in other people's shoes and thinking more about it, so that this kind of friendship will last long.

Although they are only half friends who can jump horizontally repeatedly, Kun still cherishes this friendship.

Really, Liushen can vouch for him!

Tianhuo Avenue, the residence of the Alan family.

Today's Marquis Mansion is no different from the past. It is solemn, luxurious and elegant, and it is one of the best among the many aristocratic mansions of the same level in the royal capital.

However, the servants who came in and out of the mansion were all cautious and unusually quiet, fearing that their slightest mistake would arouse the wrath of several marquis' sons. Recently, the tempers of several young masters have become increasingly bad.

"The time is almost up. Father asked us to go greet the fifth brother and relax our relationship. How about it? Do you want to go?"

A little giant with ancestral red hair, about twenty years old, but more than two and a half meters tall, sitting on the sofa. You can see that most of the people in the room are such strong little giants.

Miha, the second oldest brother, glanced at the face of his eldest brother Yasmin and sneered:

"Brother, don't be ridiculous. Is he worthy? It's just that he was lucky enough to gain the allegiance of a sword master. Wasn't Dao En also our fighting master at the beginning? He was still his father's subordinate. What's the difference now? Aren’t you still a servant of our Aram family, what do you think, Cam?”

"Yes, your Smit family has the most evil ideas. What do you think we should do?"

Cam, the eldest son of Earl Breton, smiled and said:

"I agree with Miha's idea. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you go or not. Anyway, the relationship between your brothers is there. If you please him again, will he be grateful to you? If it is so easy, then the Marquis will probably be the one who goes out to greet him. .

It's just that your father wanted to ease the relationship but couldn't save face, so he used you as a bridge and a pavement. "

"Then what if my father gets angry?"

"Anyway, I won't go. I have to go with you. The worst I can do is let my father punish me. What annoys me the most is his muddled personality. It's nothing like the people of our Yalan family. I used to beat him because of this when I was a kid."

Cam glanced at the third son of the Alan family who was complaining, but said nothing.

It sounded like he was the one being bullied.

After all, they were not born to the same mother. The relationship between the Marquis and the Marquis was not very good, let alone her stepsons, who were as cold as strangers.

Naturally, Yasmin didn't have any complaints about their stepmother. The Alan family had straight tempers, and the eyesore was naturally bullied.

But this is a family matter of the Alan family after all. Even though Smit and Alan have been friends for generations, it would be better for them to have less involvement in these messy things between their brothers.

To put it bluntly, the Marquis wanted to ease the relationship with his younger son, but the Marquis' heir, the eldest son Yasmin, did not want to do this.

But he didn't want to anger the Marquis because of this, so he had to find a reason to drag the other brothers into the water. After all, the law does not punish everyone.

Look, dad, it’s not that I don’t want to do it, it’s what everyone wants.

In order to maintain the face of the Alan family and the harmony between the brothers, I can only do this.

So, how many people who can be the heirs of a great noble family are stupid?

It's just not refined enough.

If it were the Smit family, his father, Earl Breton, would not only take the whole family to greet him in person, but he would also publicize it so that everyone in the kingdom knew about it.

Look, this is a member of our Smit family, and we have a great relationship.

After all, how much is face worth?

It is true that character determines destiny.

The Alan family cannot do business, and the Smit family cannot lead an army and become generals.

So now, that's fine.