Philip looked embarrassed: "I still have many guests in my house, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."
"Then let him come alone to participate. His name is Holden, right? Such a young third-level knight has a bright future." Vernon said with a smile on his face, "I heard that he is the illegitimate son of a viscount.
He doesn't have a title yet, so you have to let him seize the opportunity."
Philip looked at Chris hesitantly.
Chris raised his head and said with firm eyes: "Thank you for the tip, sir. I will definitely go there tonight."
"Very good!" Vernon laughed twice, turned and left.
Phillip closed the door, came to Chris's side, and praised: "Sir, you are really amazing, you can guess all this."
Chris chuckled.
Philip uncorked the bottle of healing medicine Vernon gave him, poured out the white powder, and applied it to Chris's wound.
Just as the other party said, the effect of this medicine is very good. In less than half a minute, I can no longer feel any pain.
Chris sat up and moved his body twice.
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For the next whole day, he stayed in Philip's house and did not go out again.
It wasn't until night that Chris, led by a servant, walked to Vernon's residence.
It's not far from Philip's home, only five streets apart.
It is said that the residence of a certain viscount who was executed by the second prince is now requisitioned by the White Tiger Kingdom.
Chris stepped through the door.
"Is this Mr. Holden?" A valet in the mansion hurriedly came to greet him, "Please follow me."
Chris followed him all the way to the hall.
In the center of the hall, there is a long table, where three middle-aged people in their fifties are already sitting.
"Horton, are you here?" Vernon and the other two earls quickly stood up to greet them, "Sit down, sit down."
Chris was flattered, but a little surprised in his heart, "Is this old guy going to give me face like this?"
Vernon sat in the main seat facing the door, and Chris was led to his right.
"Come here, serve the food!"
A dozen pretty maids walked over carrying steaks, preserved fruits and other delicacies.
After they put the food on the table, they left immediately and closed the door.
At this time, Chris and the four of them were left in the hall.
"You're welcome, come and eat." Vernon cut off a small piece of steak himself and put it on the plate in front of Chris.
Chris quickly said: "Thank you, sir."
He learned information about these three old guys from Philip. Count Vernon was at the peak of the fifth level, and the other two were at the mid-level of the fifth level.
"Do you still have family?" Vernon asked casually, actually secretly investigating "Horton"'s family background.
Chris sighed: "I lost my mother when I was young. Not long ago, my father and my elder brother were executed by those hateful guys in the Eagle Kingdom. Now I am alone."
Vernon smiled and said: "What a coincidence, we also have enmity with the Eagle Kingdom, and I will help you avenge it when the time comes."
Chris looked surprised: "Really?"
"Of course, there are still three thousand noble knights being imprisoned in the city's prison."
Chris clenched his fists and said bitterly: "If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely kill their prince."
"Don't worry, there will be a chance." Vernon suddenly changed the subject, "What do you think of the guy who ordered you to be beaten today?"
"Well, he is a high-ranking magician, and I am just a low-key third-level knight. If I have any grievances, I can only bear them silently." Chris was very frustrated.
The three of them looked at each other and could see the smile in each other's eyes.
Vernon said calmly: "Do you want revenge?"
"Of course I do. I was almost beaten to death today." Chris curled his lips, "But I heard that he is a powerful sixth-level magician. What can I do?"
Vernon took out a small blue-gray porcelain bottle from his sleeve and said: "Here is a very powerful poison, which is colorless and odorless. If you are willing, we can teach you how to poison him without anyone noticing."
"After the matter is completed, we will find a way to help you fake your death and escape. When the time comes, you come to the White Tiger Kingdom. With the power of the three of us, it will not be a problem to help you get a viscount."
Chris felt a little crazy. These three old guys are really looking up to you.
Given how sensitive a magician is to poison, he might be able to detect it immediately as soon as he puts it to his mouth.
This path simply doesn't work.
But the three of them were full of expectations. Chris could not refuse, so he could only take the poison from Vernon.
Vernon smiled and said, "Well, that's a smart move."
Chris asked: "When should I do it?"
"Don't worry, I'll teach you how to poison first, and we will tell you with our eyes when the time comes."
Vernon picked up two wine glasses, poured clear water into them, and then handed one of the glasses to Chris.
After Chris took it, he waited for the other party's performance.
Vernon poured some red wine on his middle finger, then picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Chris, "Cheers!"
The moment the two wine glasses collided, he flicked his fingers and poured the red wine stained into Chris's glass.
The movement is so slight that you can't even notice it if you don't pay attention.
A little red appeared in Chris's water, but Vernon's wine glass was as clear as ever.
"Wow, sir, you are so awesome." Chris pretended to admire him.
That's weird.
This method of poisoning is simply too weak.
Vernon enjoyed this feeling very much and said: "Go back and practice more, you can do it too."
"Yes!" Chris opened the porcelain bottle, poured it out and took a look.
What is inside are small crystal cubes the size of rice grains, a bit like pure sugar grains.
Vernon said: "If you dissolve this thing in water, it will never be discovered by anyone."
"Okay." Chris smiled slightly, repackaged the poison and stuffed it into his arms.
"Then we will wait for your good news."
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After a pleasant dinner, Chris said goodbye and left.
"What a stupid boy, he was fooled so easily." An earl looked at Vernon, "Do you think he can do it?"
Vernon said: "Cultivating to the third level at the age of less than seventeen years old shows that he has excellent talent and can learn that technique in less than three days. Moreover, he is an illegitimate child, so he urgently needs a title.
Prove yourself, and we created opportunities for him. In addition, that old guy Andel sent someone to whip him in public today, which severely trampled on his self-esteem. I guess Holden already hates Andel to the core."
"What if he fails?"
Vernon smiled and said: "Then we will kill him as quickly as possible without giving him a chance to speak. Moreover, he has a grudge against Andel, so he takes the opportunity to murder, which is reasonable and reasonable."
"What if it succeeds? Will we really give him a viscount?"
"Of course not!" Vernon smiled sinisterly, "If we succeed, we will arrest him for murdering Andel, cut his throat to prevent him from speaking, and then execute him in public."