Although according to the solar terms, it is still summer in the north.
However, in the north in late summer, there is already a hint of chill in the wind.
Goethe walked barefoot to the window sill and opened the window. He needed to clear his mind. After reading mysterious knowledge all night, even Goethe, who had 20 times the body of an ordinary person, felt that his temples were swollen.
Ever since Tesin issued the statement "It's all a misunderstanding" a month ago and was willing to compensate for various losses in the north, the war has ended just as the Grand Duke said.
In addition to the Second Northern Army Corps stationed in Tosca Fortress.
All returned to Hallest.
Except for Simley.K.
Because of the defeat of the head of the 'Rose Knights', Fabol was not only jumping up and down in the country, but also in the inland sea - the cannon fire activity that was only a routine two or three days a month became a daily routine.
The number also changed from three to five to thirty to fifty.
Fabol used this action to express his dissatisfaction.
What a twisted dignity!
Gergier commented on Fabol's behavior this way.
A group of roosters that are about to go into the oven are still discussing guys with elegant postures!
Emre Kze was much more direct, he only had to ridicule and insult Fabol.
And Goethe?
Not only does he have mysophobia, but he also doesn’t want to talk to fools, nor does he want to comment on their behavior - you mean Sheila?
That's an exception.
Well, exception.
The only exception was that the other party was pretending too well at the time.
So, exceptions appear.
Goethe swore that this was the last exception.
More?
He won't be able to bear it anymore.
Thinking of Silla proving her pure blood every now and then, Goethe's temples, which had soothed a lot, became swollen again, so that he had to divert his attention.
[Attributes: Heart: 2.2, Skill: 7.7, Body: 20.9]
…
Goethe looked at his attribute column.
The [Heart] attribute is not enough, but the [Physical] attribute has reached the level that can be promoted to the third level.
Not only in terms of attributes, his strongest [Thunder] and [Thunder God] skills are also quite close to the level of ordinary third level - this is what Goethe concluded after fighting against the Archduke and members of the Archduke's Guard several times in the past month.
conclusion.
"A single master of the secret technique is collectively called a transcendent. The combat power he can exert ranges from blade level to explosive level!"
"When the first and second extreme baptism is completed, the combat power will reach about the level of a tank to a fighter plane!"
"And when you complete the third extreme baptism and reach the level of 'professional', you will be regarded as a transcendent who can exert 'strong' level power. At this time, you will be the first level!"
"Similarly, when a first-level extreme professional is promoted to the second level, he should be able to exert his 'ferocious' level power!"
Goethe summarized his experience over the past month and made a more direct division of his own strength.
Obviously, the former branch leader of the "Rose Knights" was not the ultimate baptism. Faced with the strength of the second level of extreme baptism, he was basically powerless to fight back.
wrong!
Not a baptism!
It should be ‘bloodline awakening’!
Goethe corrected his mistake.
As for Fabol's so-called 'bloodline awakening', the entire process was recorded in detail in the notes given to him by Emre and Gergil.
Except for some necessary items and rituals similar to baptism.
The real core is your own bloodline.
Or to put it another way, it is whether your parents, grandparents, and maternal grandparents are strong.
It's absolutely true that the strong always stay strong.
Of course, if you have money and buy enough magic potions, you can become stronger.
besides……
Look at the face!
For example, the head of the 'Rose Knights' was extremely lucky, had some kind of mutation, and had a very special bloodline.
But those are very few, and they are very few in Fabol's history.
Most people don't have to think about it at all.
Instead of choosing to look at your face, you might as well choose a baptism ceremony to gain strength.
However, the Fabol people think this is inelegant and disrespectful.
Especially the Ke family in the north are called barbarians and savages by the other party.
"A bunch of idiots!"
After Goethe muttered something to himself, he looked towards his second baptism ceremony——
[Defeat a powerful opponent alone: 30/1]
[‘Heart’ ≥ 0.6, the judgment is passed! 】
[The ‘sharpening’ ceremony has been completed, and the judgment has been passed! 】
[Yes/No to start the ‘bloody’ ceremony]
…
In the past month, in addition to supplementing mystical knowledge, Goethe fought with the members of the Grand Duke's Guard every day. Except for the 20th time, which was due to the "Rose Knights" branch, the remaining 20→30 times,
They were all 'brushed' among the members of the Grand Duke's Guard.
But this is already the limit.
Because the same opponent did not increase the number of times.
In the Grand Duke's Guard, there are only 10 second-level professionals.
"If it exceeds thirty times..."
"It should be okay, right?"
Goethe said to himself.
Then Goethe shook his head.
30…
This number made him feel uncomfortable with his obsessive-compulsive disorder.
It’s almost the same as 19 → 20.
Why can't it be 100?
Goethe asked himself more than once.
When he accurately assessed his strength level, he felt an inexplicable thought in his heart. He wanted to complete the second baptism of "defeating an opponent who is at least equally matched, preferably stronger than you, and must be completed alone."
Conditions, the idea of achieving 100 times.
But Goethe was not a greedy person.
In other words, Goethe's prudence prevented him from being greedy.
According to Gejier, there are only 40+ second-level professionals with names in Tesin.
Even if he challenged them all, he would still be short of 30.
This requires him to challenge the royal families of Fabol, Rudes, Yatuk, and Lidal.
But is it possible?
It is simply impossible under normal circumstances!
Not to mention going to the royal family of Fabol, Rudes, Yatuk, and Lidal, it is impossible for Tesin alone to complete this wave of challenges - once he exposes this talent, he will be waiting to be assassinated.
A series of assassinations.
Second level professional?
No!
Only third-level professionals will come!
Having learned from the experience of Simler Ke, the Tesin royal family will never show mercy.
However, that is normal!
Now?
Something a little abnormal!
Tesin was defeated.
King George VI is dying.
Scrooge Crouch's rise to legend.
"Any chance?"
"100 times!"
Goethe murmured to himself.
A baptism comparable to that of an extreme second-level professional is enough to be called a monster.
But Goethe really wanted to try his second baptism, which is comparable to that of an extreme third-level professional.
Or rather...
He wants to be on par with the legends!
Yes it will be difficult.
But there is no chance now!
Standing at the window, Goethe was blowing the morning breeze, and the gaze in his eyes was constantly changing - the heart of caution and the heart of adventure were changing back and forth, intertwined.
Eventually, a balance was reached.
He decided to take the risk.
Because if he gave up without giving it a try, Goethe was afraid that he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"Do your best!"
Goethe told himself this, put on his clothes and shoes and walked towards the dining room in the Kaiser's castle - one of the traditions of the Kaiser family, when there is no emergency, the Kaiser family must eat together every morning.
No one will object to this.
Even if you object, it’s useless.
As an elder, the Grand Duke will educate the younger generation very well. The tools include but are not limited to belts, shoe soles, and scabbards, and the methods include but are not limited to whipping, kicking, and hanging.
"Morning, Goethe."
A yawning Gajeel appeared.
Behind him followed a girl: Ella.
Ella, the daughter of the mayor of a small town who had a relationship with Goethe, stood there timidly with her head lowered, her fingers kept stirring, and she was very nervous.
"Is it her?"
Goethe looked at Ella in surprise.
Gezier's cleanup at the northern border was not smooth.
It lasted for nearly a month, and I finally returned to Hallestre late last night.
At that time, Gergil wrote that there was some trouble.
It seems that someone 'accidentally broke into' his laboratory.
But what Goethe didn't expect was that the person who accidentally broke into the laboratory would be Ella, the daughter of the mayor of the small town.
At the same time, with the appearance of Ella, Goethe also understood why Gergil never mentioned those experiments in his letters, and why the Grand Council, which was always kind to the younger generation, was so harsh and even beat Gergil with the sole of his shoe.
If you give it to him, let alone the shoe soles.
I shot this bastard junior against the wall back then.
"Goethe, are you thinking of something bad?"
Gejier keenly noticed that his cousin looked at him in the wrong way.
"No, it's your illusion."
"But next time my uncle hits you again, I might stab you once or twice."
Goethe smiled kindly.
His appearance was somewhat similar to that of the Grand Duke.
"I swear!"
"This is the last time!"
"Besides, the guys I picked are all damn guys!"
"Only she..."
"It's an exception!"
Gejir pointed at the small town girl next to him, with a look of helplessness on his face.
The small town girl lowered her head. She was not only timid, but also shy.
Goethe could see that the other person's ears were red.
"What about 'accidental entry'?"
"Well, it's just 'accidental entry'!"
"I'll take care of it!"
Geer emphasized, winking at Goethe, and unconsciously turned the corner of his mouth in the direction of the small town girl. Goethe understood and did not ask any more questions - he believed that Geeil would handle it well.
It was as if he knew that Gergil would definitely be beaten by the Grand Duke in a short while.
"Morning, Gergil, Goethe!"
Enmlai Ke walked back from outside with sleepy eyes and a smell of powder.
It was obvious that the second son of the Grand Duke was even more exhausted.
Goethe saw the strawberries on the other person's neck and the lipstick mark on one side of his cheek.
"Just acting when the occasion arises, well, just acting upon the occasion."
Enmle Ke noticed the gazes of his two younger brothers and immediately explained - but his tone was very unsatisfying. It was clearly an explanation, but it felt inexplicably like showing off.
"Be careful of getting sick!"
Gergil said with envy and hatred.
"You just envy my life!"
Enmley Ke snorted and raised his nostrils to the sky.
One of the traditions of the Ke family: Only men who are over 22 years old can stay up all night, but they must be back during breakfast.
As for women?
You must come back before dark.
Gegil was so angry that his teeth were itching. At this moment, the small town girl behind him wanted to raise her hand and grab Gegil's sleeve, but Gegil dodged it without leaving a trace.
"That accident?"
Enmley Ke asked.
"Um."
Gejir smiled bitterly.
"When father hits you later, I will help him hold down your hands. Goethe, hold down your legs."
With that said, Enmlek was about to raise his hand to hook Goethe's shoulder, but Goethe dodged it.
Godela took two steps away and said quietly to Enmlek: "Ai, it's okay. Warts are not a big deal. The chance of winning the lottery is low. Why worry about impotence? It's just a blister.
I won’t take any medicine next time!”
After saying that, without waiting for Enmle Ke to react, he strode into the restaurant.
In the restaurant, the Grand Duke, Nina, and Silla have already arrived.
"elder brother!"
Nina shouted sweetly.
Goethe immediately smiled and touched the top of his sister's head.
Sheila?
No matter what you do, eating comes first.
He was the first to arrive for breakfast every day, and was highly appreciated by the Grand Duke for this.
However, the Grand Duke's face today was quite ugly. After signaling Goethe to sit down first, he stared at the door with a gloomy expression. As soon as Enmlek and Gergier came in, they shrank their necks.
Emlay moved his steps without leaving a trace.
Gejir also thought about it, but he didn't dare. He just stood there blankly.
"Siela, I asked the kitchen to stew the blood-tonifying soup. You take Nina to the kitchen first to see why the soup is not ready yet."
The Grand Duke said this.
"OK."
Silla raised her hand and took Nina to temporarily leave the restaurant.
Just after the two people left, the Grand Duke left the main seat, strode up to Gejir, raised his hand and slapped him——
Snap!
With a crisp sound, Gejir was whipped away, and his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, the Grand Duke drew his long sword and stabbed Gezier five times in a row.
Puff puff puff!
Amidst the sound of the sword cutting flesh and blood, Gejir couldn't get up immediately, and his breathing became weak.
The small town girl on the side was so frightened that she almost cried, but she didn't dare to say anything and could only stand there at a loss.
puff!
Another sword strike.
The sword pierced Gergil's thigh.
"6 people, 6 swords."
"The first time and the last time."
"Understand?"
The Grand Duke questioned Gergil.
"clear!"
Gergil answered weakly but firmly.
The Grand Duke then turned around and looked at the girl from the town, with an apologetic look on his face, and said guiltily: "I can't kill my son, so he can only bear 6 sword blows, and I will take the remaining 3 sword blows for him."
After saying that, the sword hilt was turned upside down.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Three swords in a row.
Unlike the previous show of mercy, these three swords directly pierced the Archduke's body.
The small town girl stood there stunned, stunned.
"I, I, you, you, he..."
The little town girl who couldn't speak clearly fainted.
Gezier gritted his teeth and raised his arms to support the other party. At the same time, he wanted to help his father who still had a sword stuck in his body, but was slapped again by the Grand Duke.
However, it wasn't heavy this time.
"Hold her well."
"When she wakes up, ask her what she wants and try to satisfy her - now... give her medicine and eat."
After the Grand Duke finished speaking, he drew his sword and walked to the head seat of the dinner table.
Enmley Ke took out the potion.
Goethe took out the [Healing Stone].
However, they were all rejected by the Grand Duke, who just asked the doctor to apply medicine and bandage.
After that, the atmosphere in the restaurant became extremely depressing.
Until Silla came back with Nina carrying soup.
"Eh?"
Silla looked at the injured Archduke and Gezier.
"Just now there was a cockroach on Gergil, so I swatted it hard a few times, but it came to me, so I smacked myself a few more times."
The Grand Duke explained with a smile.
Even Silla didn't believe such words.
But when he saw Goethe and Emre Kedou nodding, he unconsciously doubted whether there were really cockroaches.
The breakfast afterwards was no different from before.
Except for the addition of a comatose small town girl.
"Sheila, take Nina to the small hall, where I have prepared desserts!"
The Grand Duke said.
After Silla left with Nina, Gergil's face suddenly turned pale as he held on, but he still carried the small town girl out, while the Grand Duke was helped out by Goethe.
As for Emrek?
Then he went to look for more potions.
After sending the small town girl back to her room, Gergil simply fell into a coma.
Enmlek began to give medicine to his brother and re-bandage it.
Goethe placed the [Healing Stone] on Gergil before quietly walking out of the room.
As soon as I went out, I saw the Grand Duke standing in the corridor.
The bandage was already stained red, and the Duke had a worried look on his face.
"Gegil is fine."
Goethe said immediately.
"Well, Goethe will take a walk with me."
The Grand Duke nodded and said.
The two walked into the corridor again.
The Grand Duke looked at the empty flowerbed and suddenly sighed softly.
"If little Jasmine knew what I just did, she would definitely beat me up and then ignore me for at least ten days."
"Some things, even if they are covered up, I still need to let Gejir know that covering up does not mean that it does not exist. You must take responsibility, otherwise..."
"If you do something wrong and do not accept punishment, it will only make him arrogant, ignorant, and eventually die."
With that said, the Grand Duke sighed again.
When he was in his hometown, Goethe heard his only fat man who could be called a friend say more than once that educating children is a very troublesome thing. Not only do you need to teach children in accordance with their aptitude, be patient and other basic precautions, but also
Because if you are not well educated, it will be too late by the time someone else educates you. It will be too late to cry.
Goethe clearly remembered that while he was thinking about this sentence, the fat man ate the only two remaining roasted kidneys.
At that time, he felt that he had been educated.
However, it was not as impactful as the scene just now.
He was right next to him just now. When the Grand Duke stabbed Gergil with his sword, although he avoided the vital point, it was a real stab, not just a show.
In case I make a mistake...
Unconsciously, Goethe thought of this.
Then, I shuddered.
He didn't want to be stabbed with a sword.
Was my previous attitude towards my uncle not friendly enough?
Goethe began to reflect on himself.
The Grand Duke sat down and looked at the flower garden in a daze.
After ten full minutes, Goethe broke the silence.
"Do you want to challenge second-level professionals from all over the world?"
"Complete the second baptism to the greatest extent possible?"
Facing Goethe's idea, the archduke was stunned for a moment and then laughed.
"Of course no problem!"
"In the past, it would have been difficult, but this time there is a good opportunity - because of the war, Tesine will give us a considerable amount of compensation, but they are very unwilling to do so!"
"So, if we add a clause in the compensation clause, let their second-level professionals go to the border, and we will fight them there. If any of them wins, we will give up the compensation!"
"I think these guys are coming at a gallop!"
"Of course, this is the last thing arranged!"
"Initially, we are going to come in your own name - you are going to announce in private with an arrogant attitude that you are a genius and powerful as a second-level professional. You have once challenged my guards and have never met an opponent. You
He is the strongest among the second-level professionals. Even the second-level professionals from the Tesine royal family are not good enough... Remember, you must proceed step by step, and it means that you have already entered the second level!"
"After the heat reaches the point, you declare in your own name that you are willing to use the 'Svetra Territory' as a bet. As long as you win your second level, you can get this territory."
"I will be on the sidelines and add fuel to the flames. When things reach a peak, I will come forward and revoke what you said before on the grounds that you are 'ignorant'. But at this time, the Tesin royal family will definitely not give up and will always be against you."
Fabol, the general leader of his own 'Knights of the Rose', who is very upset about the fact that Simle ended in a draw, will definitely get involved!"
"The two of them will work together to pursue the victory and prevent us from coming to Taiwan. In the end, I had no choice but to sign the previous compensation clause!"
"At the same time, Svetla Collar will also be used as a bargaining chip on the table. Of course we cannot suffer a loss, so we will start the second round of wrangling with them - let them exchange more things for Svetla Collar and so on.
Put the bargaining chips on the table."
"at last?"
"hey-hey."
The Grand Duke said with a smile.
Old silver coins!
In an instant, this word popped out of Goethe's mind.
It’s really insidious!
His initial idea was to use the victory of this war to force the Tesin royal family to send people to fight him, but what about the Grand Duke?
Not only must the members of the Tesine royal family take the initiative, but Fabol must also be included in the calculation.
You might even get some benefits.
this……
It's completely like selling someone and asking someone to count the money for you!
Moreover, he also made the best cover for him.
Completely concealing his 'talent'.
The fact that he was baptized once turned him into a second-level professional.
This is of great benefit to him and no harm at all!
At least, you won’t be stared at and it will be easier to move around!
"With Goethe's strength, it is not difficult to win this battle!"
"And the only one he cares about, George VI, will definitely add fuel to the fire - that guy 'can't last much longer' and needs a more reasonable exit."
"Of course, he will think that I am using this to find his 'hidden child'!"
"But, there is a high probability that his 'hidden child' is not among them at all!"
"But in a place we didn't expect!"
"However, in order to make me feel at ease, he will definitely help us complete this incident!"
"So, it's a rare opportunity!"
The Grand Duke looked at Goethe, his eyes full of support.
Goethe faced the Archduke's gaze and finally nodded.
That night, a piece of news "secretly" came out from Hallest: the nephew of Archduke Scrooge was promoted to the second level in a short period of time, and fought with the second-level professionals in the Grand Duke's Guard...
Ten battles and ten wins!
PS I have to queue up for nucleic acid testing at 7 o'clock in the morning. The two chapters of Fat Dragon are combined into one, so they are not divided into chapters~
