"How long will it take?" Joel felt that he needed to add a deadline to the time.

"One month..."

Grove said a relatively loose time. This time is a relatively loose task for a Marquis who owns a territory and hundreds of thousands of people, even if it starts from scratch. Not to mention that the territory has enough people.

For arms savings, in the case of selling them, the time required may be only a week. The reason why it is said to be a month is that it is customary to leave room for negotiation.

Joel nodded and replied: "Okay."

A month is nothing to a dragon with a long life.

"In addition, Sir Yoel, there are rumors that the elegance of the nobles is inherited from the dragon. They are ancient nobles. I hope that the two of us can fulfill the power between the nobles. I want to redeem my soldiers.

"

"This is a very difficult thing. If anyone can leave unharmed after provoking me, it is conceivable that the troubles will not stop." Joel said with a straight face and made a twist, "But I accepted it.

Your good intentions, because you seem like an honest person, then..."

Here comes the crux of the question, "At what price are you willing to redeem your soldiers?"

"Calculated based on the transaction price among the nobles?... 10 gold coins per person..."

"Needless to say! Let everyone just calculate it at this price."

Joel took over the words. No wonder he reacted like this. The gold coins were so tempting. His originally serious face suddenly collapsed. He revealed his greedy nature and leaned over with his dragon face, breathing heavily.

Breathing on Grove's face. For ten gold coins per person, there are at least 30,000 people here, so that's 300,000 gold coins. Such a huge amount of wealth is simply unimaginable to Long. It can cover his whole house.

A cave, but thinking of this... Joel couldn't help but feel sad. The dragon's face was twisted with sadness. The magic ray attack from the goblin airship "Dodoria No. 1" just now cost him at least tens of thousands of gold coins.

Grove could feel the greedy message coming from Joel, but this made him even more doubtful.

Logically speaking, dragons are all greedy and unbridled, but why didn't Joel feel this way? Under the conditions he proposed, he agreed every time. As for just now, what he wanted to say was

Ten gold coins per person, fifty gold coins for a sergeant, 100 gold coins for a knight, and 200 gold coins for a magician. But he agreed at the price of ten gold coins per person, which was so cheap that he was shocked and surprised.

"Why...are you going to regret it?"

Grove shook his head hastily, "No, how could..."

"That's good." Joel breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward.

Grover didn't know what he was going to do, he just looked at it with a strange expression.

The wind in the Gobi is blowing sand and dust, which is as big as usual. There is a noise in my ears, is it the wind? What is conveyed is the irregular wind, which is not a natural wind, but a man-made change because it has

Sequences came out of Joel's body. To be precise, he seemed to be frightened by something, and he was running away desperately. Magic power that was almost "crazy" poured out of Joel's body. Not only that, as usual,

The magic power that only existed in the concept also made a sound that had never existed in the past. The dense sounds were mixed together, as noisy as a banquet in the market, but what it brought was despair.

This is not an ordinary battle, and people instinctively want to retreat. If ordinary people don't know what the actual magic is, then Grove definitely does not belong to the ranks of ordinary people. He is as close as

Opening and closing his mouth crazily, looking at concepts that only exist in saints.

Everything is explained clearly. Against an evil dragon with the strength of a "saint", combined magic will naturally have no effect.

"What are you going to do?" Grove couldn't help but ask.

Are you trying to annihilate them all by gathering this surging magical power?

"Treatment." Joel replied simply.

There were quite a few soldiers injured by the goblin airship. It was not known how long they could survive without treatment. Yoel, who was careful about even a gold coin, naturally could not let the gold coins slip from his hands.

Before Grove could react, the magic power turned into rainbow light and shot directly into the sky under the chanting of dragon language, then turned into light spots and fell down.

Anyone touched by the light spot can feel a sense of warmth, and the injuries sustained on the body slowly heal and disappear. Grove can feel the body's dissipated physical strength slowly recovering.

"Miracles...angel's light..." Such a voice came from the soldiers.

On the mainland, only priests can heal, and the prerequisite for a priest is to believe in God.

The only known cure magic on such a large scale is the angel's light, which is called a "miracle" by the Stine Theocracy.

"Do you believe in God?" Elena couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.

Even if the human army was one-sided, Elena remained silent because she knew she could not do anything. But now she still knew this, but she could not remain silent. Both reason and reality told her that Joel did not believe in

It was the behavior of a god, but he broke through his cognition and used healing magic.

"No, why do you ask that?" Joel asked strangely.

"But you used healing magic." Elena pointed out.

"Any questions?"

"Healing magic is an ability that can only be obtained by those who believe in great gods." Elena is very sure that her devout faith has created her identity as a priest.

Joel shook his head, and then shook his finger. He looked at the idiot Elena with a sad look on his face, and said seriously: "You have been fooled."

Elena looked confused. In her eyes, Joel was a gangster who arrogantly trampled on his beliefs, and he did not stop "talking nonsense" but continued.

"You have been deceived. Compared with other magics, healing magic only has a big difference in magic power when used."

Before Elena could retort, Joel added: "The reason why you can't use it must be that God has put a lock on this plane. Only by providing him with the materials for the transaction can he open the lock for you."

"Trading materials?"

"It's just something like faith. There is a sentence recorded in "The Book of York Lalong", 'The gods are the biggest deceivers. I really hope they can continue to perfect their deception, so that it will be much more convenient when robbing.'

"

Elena fell silent, and her faith was shaken for the first time. Even the ring of light in the palm of her hand, which represented faith, had cracks. Joel did use healing magic, and he ridiculed the gods for their "false words"
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