The powerful storm turned the earth into devastation.
The sword energy mixed with fire elements raged wildly.
Even though he was a hundred meters away, he was frightened by the shock wave and his heart palpitated.
There were some cracks on the dark black door in front of Gandolf. His hair was slightly messy and his clothes were torn, but he did not suffer any obvious injuries.
"You really surprised me." Gandolf looked at the boy opposite.
Chris snorted coldly and said: "Fifth-level knight, nothing more than that."
"Ah, arrogant!" Gandolf's hands were like eagle claws, and he came quickly with a sharp breath.
With a touch of his palm on the space ring, Chris took out the Qiongtian Explosive Flame Bow and pointed it in the direction of Gandolf.
Gandolf quickly stopped and retreated dozens of steps.
"No, that kid is at the end of his strength." Gandalf quickly reacted, and then saw Chris turning around and running away.
Yes, there is no magic power or fighting spirit in Chris' body now. The reason why he took out the Qiongtian Explosive Flame Bow was purely to scare the old guy and buy him time to escape.
"Boy, where are you running!" A sharp light flashed in Gandolf's eyes, as if he was being teased and annoyed, "Wait until I catch you and see if I don't break your legs!"
An old man and a young man started chasing each other. Gandolf was very fast and soon came behind Chris.
"Suffer death!" He stretched out his hand, and sharp fighting spirit rolled over it.
Cold sweat broke out on Chris's forehead: "It's over, it's over, I'm really dead this time."
"Stop!" A loud shout came from his ears.
A figure stood in front of Chris, his palms wrapped in silver fighting spirit, and he slapped Gandolf brazenly.
"Boom boom!" Gandolf stepped back more than a dozen steps, until he saw clearly who was coming, with a look of horror on his face.
"Lord Kenzart, why are you back?" Chris breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile.
Although his life would not be in danger if Gandolf caught him, a severe beating would be necessary.
Now that Kenzat, a sixth-level knight, is here, Gandolf wouldn't dare to do anything to him even if he was given ten courages.
"The princess asked me to come back to do something." Kenzat turned around and asked, "What's going on between you and him?"
Seeing the familiar appearance of Chris and Kenzart, cold sweat broke out on Gandolf's forehead. He laughed dryly and said: "Well, I saw that the little guy from the Jordan family has improved, so I asked him to compete with him.
one time."
"Hmph!" Chris curled his lips disdainfully, "You old guy, you are so shameless."
Kenzat asked: "Do you need me to help you teach him a lesson?"
Chris's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Need it!"
Gandolf felt a chill in his heart and said quickly: "Lord Kenzat, if you have something to say, please tell me, ah! ah!"
The sixth-level knights were completely crushing the fifth-level knights, and due to the identity of Princess Kenzat's guard, Gandolf did not dare to fight back at all.
Not long after, Gandolf fell to the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Kenzart clapped his hands, came to Chris's side, and said, "Let's go, find a place to talk."
"Okay." Chris explained some things to Shiloh, and then brought Kenzat to the store.
After moving two chairs and sitting down, Chris smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Kenzat, but there is no tea in the shop and the hospitality is not good."
Kenzat waved his hands, not caring at all, and said straight to the point: "We sold the goods we took away from you last time as we walked, and they were all sold out before we even reached the royal capital, so the princess asked me to hurry up.
Come back quickly to buy some more goods."
"Okay, how much do you want?"
Kenzat waved his hand, and with a clanging sound, a large number of gold coins appeared in the open space in front of him, forming a hill.
"Isn't this too much?" Chris' eyes widened, "You haven't returned to the capital yet, where did you get so much money?"
"There are princesses' chambers of commerce in the big cities along the way, and the funds are withdrawn from there." Kenzat explained, "Last time, you were still short of 1,120 gold coins. Here are 6,000. I want to buy three tons of dragon coins."
Take the meat back and buy the rest for jam."
Chris slid down from the chair, climbed on top of the pile of gold coins, picked up a handful of them and listened to their crisp sound.
Although he was not a miser, he still felt happy when he saw so many gold coins piled in front of him.
"Just count them." Kenzart looked like he had known this for a long time.
"Okay!" Chris grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears. With his current worth, even his father, Viscount Leonardo, was completely outclassed.
In the shop, there was only the crisp sound of gold coins tapping together.
Chris counts money selflessly.
Kenzat sat aside with his chin in his hands, feeling sleepy.
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"Sir, according to your request, 2,900 people signed up. After excluding the unqualified ones, there are still 2,500 people left..." Shiloh came in from outside, his voice stopped suddenly, and he stared
The eyes and mouth are wide open.
I saw Chris sitting on the hill made of gold coins, having fun.
Shiloh swore that he had never seen so much money in his life.
He forced down the urge to go over and grab a handful.
"Hey, how many did I count, five thousand seven or five thousand eight?" Chris's train of thought was interrupted by Shiloh.
"Forget it, don't count, it's almost enough." Chris raised the space ring and put the gold coins in front of him into a storage compartment. He turned to Shiloh and asked, "What did you just say to me?"
So Hilo repeated it again.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Bring them back to Hope Town and treat them well." Chris flicked a gold coin into Shiloh's arms.
"Thank you, sir!"
Reputation from Hilo 30
"Let's go, Master Kenzat." Chris said with a bright smile, "I will take you to get the dragon meat."
"Okay." Kenzart yawned and stood up.
The two walked out of the gate and walked along the street towards the outside of the city.
The only one left in the shop was Shiloh, who had an envious look on his face. He clutched the gold coin tightly, put it in his mouth and took a bite, feeling a little unreal.
Kenzat took back his white horse at the city gate and rode on it.
Chris, on the other hand, summoned Draggen.
The two of them walked along the road and headed straight to Hope Town.
Kenzart held the reins in his hands, his eyes a little surprised.
The horse he was riding was a white-feathered horse specially trained by the royal family. It had noble unicorn blood and could travel two thousand miles a day.
At the moment, the white-feathered horse has accelerated its speed to the extreme, but looking at the red dragon-scaled horse, it seems to be running very easily.
What is its ultimate speed?
Kenzart rolled his eyes and said, "Chris, how about we make a bet?"
"What to bet on?"
"Let's see who gets to Hope Town first. The loser will win five gold coins."
"you sure?"
Kenzat said seriously: "Sure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, red flames burned on his four hooves, and he disappeared in a flash.