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Chapter 415 The arrival of the saint

On December 23, 1379, the early morning.

Jo woke up in a luxurious bedroom on the third floor of Apophis Palace and lay in a pile of beautiful bedding as soft as clouds. Joe yawned comfortably and twisted his body hard, wanting to sleep for a while.

This room is so comfortable.

This is the master bedroom carefully constructed by the old prince who made a bad thing for himself.

The area of ​​a single bedroom is five large master bedroom in Tulun Port, and other supporting facilities are all available, making it so luxurious that ordinary people can't imagine.

Every design in the bedroom is extremely exquisite.

Although the bedroom is large in size, it does not appear empty under the exquisite design and luxurious furnishings. Instead, it has a sense of hiding like a mother and fetus, making people feel inexplicably warm, safe and comfortable.

Early in the morning, the fireplace was burned hot, and the natural aroma of fruit wood sounded in the fireplace, and the air was filled with a faint, warm fruit wood aroma. Qiao felt as comfortable as the roast duck embryo in the oven, and just wanted to close his eyes and couldn't wake up... and he didn't want to move at all.

But soon, the instinct from "Scarlet" suppressed all sleepiness and laziness.

Qiao cursed in a low voice, jumping up from the huge four-poster bed that was enough for more than a dozen people to roll at the same time, and landed quietly on the ground, with two feet accurately landing in the velvet slippers on the ground.

He took off his silk pajamas and strode to the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom. He opened the thick curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows with great force. Suddenly, a large area of ​​frozen lake water appeared in front of him.

Like a moon-shaped lake water covered with thick ice, a small island in the center of the lake that can be about tens of acres of size and shaped like a pearl, as well as several leisure palaces and pavilions on the island, are all covered with thick snow.

On the pier that leads to the small island in the middle of the lake, several lonely water birds are standing there alone, motionless like statues in the cold wind. Just occasionally they flap their wings, which means they are still alive.

There are neatly decorated landscape forests by the lake, and now the endless forests are shrouded in thick snow.

In the early morning, white cold mist spewed out from the woods and floated on the lake surface. The wind slowly rolled across the lake surface. In the cold mist like milk on the lake surface, the naked eye could see fog as big as a water tank spinning slowly.

After giving a huge discount, he also slashed Qiao Yidao and dug out the mansion of 50 million Jinmak from his pocket.

The snow scene in front of me is worth the price...

Joe remembered that after leaving the Army Department yesterday, he took Gorkin as his companion and led a large group of troops to Apophis Palace.

This is a perfect house that is unmatched and cannot be judged.

Qiao could not bear the house was not his own... He was so angry that he immediately handed over to the palace manager of the Royal Asset Management Bureau present. He took out a traveler's check worth 50 million gold marks, and the Royal Asset Management Bureau cooperated very well. It took only one hour to complete the handover procedures for the Apophis Palace.

Today, the property documents of the Apophis Palace have been properly kept in a secret vault.

This Apophis Palace, which covers an area of ​​500 acres - the core area of ​​the imperial capital of the Delun Empire, the top power in the Medlands continent. It covers an area of ​​500 acres and is decorated with luxurious buildings. It has now become an industry under Qiao's personal name.

But, it's a good time to buy things.

Afterwards, when he remembered the traveler's check he handed over, Qiao was so heartbroken that he ate five or six more roast lamb legs for supper.

However, Joe picked Hesen, Tifa and Weima up from No. 158 Qingsong Street. Weima was happy to run around in this top mansion, laughing and screaming, and washed away Joe's heartache.

At least after waking up this sleep, Qiao's mood had calmed down a lot.

"The Ghost-faced shopkeeper is right. Money is a bastard. You can make money after spending it all... Besides, I still have so many golden marks..." Qiao gently patted his exposed chest and forced himself to comfort him.

"Well, if it really doesn't work, just find a few suckers and sell them more of the new power potion... Even, Laplaci, if I sell the improved prescriptions of the Abyss Eagle and the Dark Elves potion to His Highness Sally..."

"Are you sure?" Laplacie cheerfully, and a sharp and delicate laughter rang in Joe's mind: "However, I think you should take the third extraordinary potion... Let me see, the third-level potion of the Hydra sequence, the Abyss Dragon Horn Python, or the Abyss Giant Crocodile Dragon... Oh, oh, I have a prescription, but can you get the right materials?"

Qiao slapped his forehead hard: "Damn it, the military officials said before that because of my credit, they provided me with the top five potions... the third-level dragon horned python or giant crocodile dragon potions? I have to talk to the big men of the military officials."

"Well, I need to say something. Here, I have a perfect improvement formula for the third-order potion. The old rules, you can get the most perfect evolution template with money." Laplacie smiled happily: "As for whether you want to use the perfect prescriptions for first-order and second-order potion to do something... I only sell knowledge, and I never make any suggestions."

Joe hesitated for a moment.

He thought for a while, then shook his head.

The perfect recipe for selling Hydera sequences to Salian?

Some uneasiness emerged in his heart, as if this was some kind of act of seeking death... Not to mention Sallyan, even the imperial royal family behind him would have an attack like a bull with a burnt iron scalded on his butt, right?

Well, there are many ways to make money, and you can't stimulate those terrible Hydras!

Qiao opened the floor-to-ceiling window with force, and the cold wind wrapped in the cold mist rolled in, causing the flames in the fireplace to sway.

Qiao took a deep breath, and four-colored streams of light gushed out of his body, turning into a thick column of light and penetrated into the void, and in an instant it disappeared into the void.

In the boundless, indescribable and unpredictable Dirac Sea, the four basic elements turned into a torrent and whistled down, instantly sank into Qiao's body. Qiao's body greedily swallowed the elemental energy from Dirac Sea, gradually transforming it into a deep and pure dark force, and then under the action of the "crimson" instinct, a light red layer on the dark force was plated.

The power was increasing little by little, and Qiao Kuiwu's body was squirming like a giant beast in ancient legend, stretching... and making strange movements that normal humans could not imagine.

With these strange movements, his strength is increasing, agility is increasing, and flexibility is increasing. All attributes of his body are increasing rapidly. His efficiency in swallowing and digesting the four basic elements is also slowly increasing.

The spiritual power in the spiritual sea.

The blood and energy in the sea of ​​power.

Knight power in the sea of ​​energy.

Three strange forces are constantly becoming thicker and then consolidating and becoming more solid.

Such a peaceful and beautiful morning...

Weima's laughter came from outside.

Wrapped like a bear, Weima, accompanied by seven or eight maids left by the Royal Asset Management Bureau, staggered on the snowboard and rushed to the frozen lake. She laughed loudly, and held a ski pole hard, and rushed forward along the smooth ice.

The next moment, Weima screamed, and fell down with her feet facing the sky, and her small body was spinning around the ice.

Facing the frozen lake, the joyful laughter of Hessen, Gorkin and Joe were heard on the terraces of three different bedrooms.

Because of the good mood brought by Weima, after finishing his early morning practice, Joe smiled when he sat in the restaurant for breakfast... He had already been filled with four basic elements and had no appetite, but suddenly became greatly increased in appetite, and he was refreshed to kill a whole roasted lamb and dozens of sauerkraut pork sausages.

The good mood suddenly broke after a commander from the Army Department arrived.

The Colonel's commander, wrapped in a cloak and covered with snow on his shoulders, handed a Sallyan's hand to Joe: "The special train of St. Attila, the new Archbishop of the Derren Empire, the Golden Oak Church, is only three hours away from Fort Heidra."

"Major Joe von Weitu and Major General Gorkin von Weitu, please rush to the South Station of the Imperial Capital within two hours to attend the welcoming ceremony."

The colonel's commander saluted Qiao and turned around and left.

Joe opened Salian's warrant and read it carefully.

Hesen stood behind Joe, holding a cup of espresso and muttered vaguely: "The imperial capital does not seem to be very welcoming to the arrival of St. Attila? Well, Tulun Port has prepared for his welcome ceremony for more than half a month... Tsk tsk, as the plenipotentiary of the Crown Prince, you are just a few hours in advance to inform you to prepare?"

Hesen smiled a little gloatingly: "I'm very curious, your Highness Salian, are you preparing to... make a welcoming ceremony?"

"Or why don't you go and see the fun in person?" Qiao shook the warrant on his hand and shrugged at Hesen: "Anyway, Gorkin and I hadn't heard of anything we had to prepare for yesterday..."

Hesen touched his bearded with interest, and a malicious light flashed in his eyes: "Are you not prohibiting the idle people from visiting? Then, it's better to go and see the fun... Well, your Highness Salian..."

Joe rolled his eyes at Hesen: "Our Highness Salian... He is the crown prince of the empire, Prince Hydra, who is most likely to inherit the throne in the future!"

"Well, our Highness Salian...our Your Highness? Hehe, hehe, hehe." Hesen laughed a few times, picked up the huge coffee cup, and drank it all in one go: "Tifah, take Vima to have some fun... Daddy to see the fun... Well, when we were in Tulum Port, our Lord Saint was very... arrogant."

"I would like to know how passionate sparks they can be made by the Fort Heidra, our Lord Saint, and our Grand Prince!"

Joe shrugged again, and he looked back at Gorkin, who was sitting at the dining table and ate with a slight shout of "pull".

In the dark bag on Qiao's chest, a thick stack of large denomination bills he put in early in the morning disappeared instantly, and nothing was left.

*

Existence: Gorkin von Weitu

Favorite: The hypocritical master of silver osmanthus, the greedy daughter of trading Helmeto

Evil thoughts: The greedy ice field shepherd Tu-ka, etc., whoever is an enemy of the Delun Empire

Energy level: The development of the Three Seas and Seven Veins is completed, the fifth level of the East Land Secret Transmission Qiyuan Potion (100%), the fifth level of the Delun Empire Army Secret Transmission War Military Staff - the Great Everglade Shadow Wolf (improved version, 99.9999%) (Dark hiding, extremely fast, extremely agility, extremely agility, extremely agility, extremely speed, combat intuition, hearing, vision, olfactory sense of strength, team combat instinct) (physical strength: 34.7 million pounds)

IQ: 93

Different blood: contractor - natural contractor, current contractor: April Chrysanthemum (0.01%)
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