Compared to ordinary magical equipment.

The magic equipment in the suit is more complex, but the effect it brings is also more powerful.

The entire Rodz Frankley has not had an ancient magic suit yet, let alone an ancient magic suit. Perhaps only the great holy empire has such a treasure.

But the emergence of such a secret treasure also means that the information on the wall before was probably true.

Whether the UAV sacred Empire is great needs to be questioned.

"Bid it, I'll want this magical equipment," said Balk.

"Earl Barke, it's not a good habit to snatch words, especially to make decisions without authorization." Bliss warned.

Under the treasure, Bliss did not care about the identity of the nobles of the Holy Empire of Balk.

Just an earl, he doesn't need to worry too much.

"I think it's better to take the voting method... This method is the most fair?"

"Fair? There are three nobles in Rhodes Frankley's kingdom? Tell me fair! What a good plan, King Bliss."

Balk's words were fierce, and the gust of anger seemed to be the essence.

"That's the way to draw lots?" said Dalik.

"No, I said that the nobles of the Kingdom of Frankley occupied three. No matter what method I used, I will suffer."

Dalic frowned. In his opinion, drawing lots is already the most beneficial method for the Holy Empire. At least half the probability of getting this piece of equipment into the Holy Empire. But I think Balk does not know his identity, so it is normal for this reaction.

Next, the few people came up with a few more ideas.

But they were all rejected by Balk in a nonsense way.

Just as the few people were talking, Webert interrupted and said, "...this thing can't be taken off."

"Um..?"

Several people frowned one after another.

With the match between the appraisers, it was indeed discovered that the armor was firmly bound to Webert.

"If you kill you... is that okay?"

Balk's words resonated with the nobles.

Killing is not a big deal to them, life is a measurable value in front of them.

However, it may be that of McKee's descendants, Webert still has value.

Regarding this proposal, the last few people exchanged their eyes and refused.

"In short, the matter must be hidden first. If such a treasure news is revealed, we will not forget it. There must be other nobles who want to come in and share the pie."

After the four of them looked at each other, they agreed with each other.

Just after they made the decision.

The red light suddenly appeared, causing the nobles who had gathered together to scatter to both sides.

However, this time the red light is still not the one that has the killing effect.

The dissipated red light left a group of stone tables between the empty venues, and there seemed to be something on the stone tables with more than a hundred.

"What do these stone tables do?" Balk was puzzled.

"Sixteen pieces? And one dice?" Dalic noticed the pieces of different colors displayed on it, and the grids corresponding to four colors on the stone table.

"There are words below." Bliss gave a reminder.

"Dragon flying chess?"

"Each party plays a colored dragon chess and takes off from camps in various places. Take turns to throw dice, throw six can take off, and get another chance to throw. During the game, you can fly at a specified distance when landing on the same color as the chess piece. Those who take the lead in returning to the camp will win."

"Participants need to pay five points, and the winner can get ten points of victory."

"Points can be obtained from the prize machine, and one point will be obtained for every ten gold coins thrown."

"Points can be redeemed for the pace, and blessings are above the number of steps in the prize machine. Each hundred victories can be obtained by one step."

Looking at the novel rules on the stone table.

The nobles' eyes were lit, so the chance of going to another world ten consecutive draws would be much higher.

"I just don't know how long it takes to perform such a chess. If it's short, it's a new way."

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"The bait has been released."

Yoll looked through the magic mirror.

The so-called flying chess is a pastime he saw from the forum, and a game that tests luck extremely.

Moreover, this kind of game is extremely time-consuming, and in more appropriate terms, it is that each game is longer.

Because Yoll distinguishes points from victory points.

In theory, a person with good luck can only earn about two to three hundred victory points a day, in other words, a distance of two to three steps.

But they need to pay dozens of points, or at least hundreds of gold coins, to remnant this game.

In terms of the rules of the game, only the first winner can get points, and the others are equivalent to vain. If converted into gold coins, Yoll used a meaningless number to exchange for twenty points, which is at least two hundred gold coins.

"I'm such a genius." Yoll sighed.

He has finally gained something when he studied business.

I also have my own unique insights into the means of making money.

"Do you want to release the news?" Crassus asked.

The more people know the news, the more treasures you can restrain.

Yoll shook his head and expressed his opinion, "After all, space is limited, and they are still very rich now. Let's squeeze out all their gold coins first."

"Take dragon gear from Ancola Crena and accumulate a pile of useless waste, just use these as their prizes."

"By the way, there is my handicraft."

"Just put one or two valuable things inside occasionally, I'm not an excessive dragon after all."

Crassus sighed sincerely: "Your generosity is admirable."

Narnia's mouth twitched, and he couldn't see any generosity.

Seeing Yole's methods, he completely surrendered this time.

Even the king of Rhodes Frankley was played with by him in the heart of the claws. What a terrible dragon!

"By the way, you have a task, too."

"My? Mission?"

Narnia was confused. He had just finished his exercise. Logically speaking, the next one shouldn't be the only ten minutes of rest in the day except for sleep.

"I arranged a chance encounter."

Yole's words made Nani a little happy.

I just said, Long should have feelings too. He has been taught by Yoel for so long, so he should have some feelings no matter how hard he is.

That's right, he had to arrange a chance encounter.

When you encounter this thing by chance, it is used on men and women.

"Is he a beauty... How do you look? I don't really pick it."

Narnia has never seen a girl from the tribe since she was exercising with Yore.

"I think you're misunderstood. The encounter I'm talking about is a man, and even if you see someone, that Webert."

"What? It's not interesting if you don't go or not." Narnia shook her head and refused.

"If you go, you won't die. If you don't go, you will be beaten to death and choose one for yourself." Yoer spoke kindly.
Chapter completed!