As a group of people walked through the garden outside the castle, the city lord Alf whispered a few words to a guard beside him.
The language used was not Angmar, but another language. Angelet frowned slightly. Although his sensitive hearing allowed him to understand the content clearly, he did not understand what it meant.
The guard bowed his head in response, turned around and trotted into the dense garden on the right.
The garden was so big that the group of people walked there for several minutes without even reaching the end.
After passing an open-air viewing pond, we finally saw the gate of the castle hall.
The thick black metal door has been opened. On both sides are maids and servants lined up respectfully. From the outside, you can see that the lights in the hall are bright, in sharp contrast to the gloomy weather outside.
"Father, what do you want me to do?" A voice suddenly came from the garden on the right side of the crowd.
"You are finally here, my dear son!" A kind and gentle smile appeared on Alf's face this time. It was completely in contrast to the expression when he saw Deimos just now.
Angelet glanced at Deimos beside him from the corner of his eye.
I found that his face was calm, but there was a faint feeling of fear in his eyes.
Everyone's eyes moved to the garden on the right.
At the end of the corner of the green and red flower bed, a young man walked slowly. He was blond, blue-eyed, well-proportioned and strong, with a modest smile on his face.
The man's face was handsome, almost exactly the same as Deimos's, but he exuded a touch of calmness. His eyes seemed gentle, but in fact there was a hint of extremely powerful self-confidence.
Walking in the middle of the garden, every move is like a king walking in his own territory.
A man like a lion.
This was Angelet's first impression. There was a trace of solemnity in his eyes. From this man, he felt the strong smell of blood. It was obvious that the other party had not only killed people with his own hands, but also killed many people. That kind of
The feeling of looking down on others with indifference in his eyes cannot be imitated or disguised by anyone. Only the kind of strong man who kills people as a daily routine can have such eyes.
"This is my other son, Hyland Ledro." The city lord introduced Angelet.
Angelet retracted his thoughts and nodded to the other party with a smile.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Hailan."
Hailan also held a pair of pruning shears in his hand. He didn't care much about the so-called mysterious people. He had absolute confidence in his own power. He also nodded casually to Angelet.
However, as he started to glance casually, he suddenly showed a look of surprise. After his eyes passed over Angelet, he immediately moved back.
His eyes stayed on Angelet for a long time, his eyes became slightly solemn, and he said slowly: "I was negligent. I didn't notice the arrival of a strong man like you."
"Oh?" Angelet was shocked, "What do you mean..."
Hailan handed the pruning shears to the servant beside him and walked over alone. His eyes deliberately stayed on the cross sword on Angelet's waist for a long time.
Angelet immediately knew what he meant. He saw his knight-level strength.
"Chip, detecting Hailan information."
"Testing begins...
Hyland Ledro: Strength 8.2. Agility 6.1. Constitution 5.8. Unknown genetic information. It is recommended that the subject keep a distance of more than fifty meters from him. Otherwise, if he is hostile, there is a 52.78% chance of encountering danger."
"Hiss..." Angelet took a breath. This chance...means that even if he cooperates with the spell now, he will only be half as good as the person in front of him. He is even slightly weaker.
A little. And depending on his physical fitness...
He was actually a great knight... No wonder this Hailan looked so strong and confident. The way Angelet looked at this Hailan was even more different.
Basically, among the knights he has encountered, the average physical fitness of the mid-level knights is 2 to 3. In fact, the physical fitness of the peak knights is not much better than that of the mid-range ones, but they have stronger
This move of life energy burst can greatly improve certain qualities at once, and the improvement rate exceeds that of an intermediate knight.
This is also the reason why Angele was able to explode into peak strength with a mid-range physical fitness.
But the great knights are different. Unlike ordinary knights, their physical fitness can generally reach a very high level. Facing opponents who are not at the level of a great knight, their physical advantage alone can give them a huge winning rate, and I heard that great knights have a very high winning rate.
After reaching the knight level, life energy will provide certain defensive protection to the body. Not to mention its strength after the life energy explodes.
A great knight is simply a war machine. If there is no corresponding opponent, no one can resist it unless they encounter dozens or more crossbow groups and keep their distance.
This was just their first meeting, and Hailan, who was initially a little disdainful, became the most enthusiastic person towards Angele. At the following private banquet, he frequently gave Angele a glass of wine and took the initiative to chat about topics of mutual interest.
On the contrary, Deimos and the city lord Alf seemed a little quiet.
Alf just smiled and listened to the two people's chat. The smile on Timos's face was a bit forced. He wanted to interrupt several times, but was pushed back by Hailan, and his face became increasingly ugly.
That night, after the banquet, Hailan personally sent his own carriage to take Angelet back.
Originally, he was planning to invite Angelet to live in the castle, but after being politely rejected, Hailan didn't care and showed a very elegant manner. This made Angelet have a good impression on him.
While riding back in the carriage, Angelet also learned a piece of information from the accompanying guards.
Hyland Ledro is the only great knight in the entire Lennon City, and has the title of Fiery Lion. He is now thirty years old and has participated in three kingdom battles with great achievements. Even if he does not have to inherit the position of city lord, he will still be granted by His Majesty the King.
He was granted the title of Grand Knight of the Lion of the Southwest. He had a 100% reward territory. Although it was not as large as the jurisdiction of Lennon City, it was equivalent to an ordinary barony.
This made Angelet a little moved by Hailan's kindness to him.
He knew what Hailan meant. He could sense Hailan's threat to him, and the other party was no different. It was precisely because of this that Hailan extended an olive branch to Angele so enthusiastically. The conversation at the banquet
, he hinted that if Angelet joined his camp, he would treat him as an equal as a friend.
Moreover, from his words, he talked about the vast surrounding areas many times. Angelet vaguely sensed his strong self-confidence and ambition for the neighboring territories. Such a person is definitely a hero-like figure.
However, now that he has decided to settle down temporarily, Angele also appreciates people like Hailan, so he is not opposed to joining his camp. But aside from this, the first thing he has to determine is what benefits joining his camp can bring to him.
Returning to the shop, Angelet was surprised to find that Tia was still standing in the yard, holding a branch he found from nowhere, constantly practicing the basic sword skills he taught.
"Okay, you go back first. Excessive practice at one time will cause hidden injuries to the body, so don't worry." Angelet threw a towel over.
The black towel completely covered Tia's little head. She couldn't help but quickly pulled off the towel and wiped the sweat from her face.
"I understand, sir."
"Call me teacher from now on." Angelet corrected.
"Yes, teacher."
After wiping her sweat, Tia fetched a bucket of water from the well, washed the sweat off the towel, folded it and handed it to Angele before bowing respectfully and leaving.
Only then did Angele realize that the entire shop room had been wiped clean. The floor was also extremely clean. He became more and more satisfied with this student.
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Time passes day by day.
Angelet settled down in the shop, meditating, studying, and practicing sword skills every day, and at the same time studying and learning the secret method of concealing breath. During the day, he had some spare time to teach Tia, a little girl, and was occasionally invited to attend Hailan's private meetings.
Hunting and drinking party. In the evening, I try to refine new potions using common medicinal materials to improve my practical knowledge of potion.
The two black horses and the baggage that were lost earlier were also found under Hailan's instructions. The two thieves were directly executed and thrown into the forest outside the city to feed the wild animals.
Angelet knew that his qualifications were not very good. If he meditated step by step every day, it would probably take a long time to advance to the third-class apprenticeship, so he began to ask Hailan to help him search for dragon scale flowers and Spartan blue stones.
Batame blue stone is another main ingredient in spiritual potions. It is very rare and precious. It is an extremely rare ore.
Although I don’t have much hope, more people will always lead to more clues. If it can be discovered, it will be a huge gain for Angelet.
Angelet lived a very regular life like this for more than two months.
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Click!
The crisp crackling sound of the glass beaker was particularly harsh in the room.
Angelet threw the glass beaker in his hand into the trash can with regret on his face. The bucket was already filled with broken glass cups.
"Another one is broken." He murmured in a low voice. He looked at the things on the table and fell into deep thought.
A huge white round table with a diameter of more than three meters is placed in the store, occupying most of the space.
There are various containers for preparing medicines, most of which are light red glassware, while a small part are colorless glassware.
"After all, the glassware made by ordinary craftsmen outside is not as good as the stuff in the academy. It will break after one use." Angelet once again took out a new glass beaker from the wooden box on the ground, which is the kind of colorless glass.
made.
There are three large boxes under the table, all made of black wood. One contains glassware, and the other two contain a large amount of various medicinal materials. One box is dried and the other is fresh.