The Origin of Arcane

Don't make trouble! The young waiter said helplessly, I just asked you to face up to your situation, and I didn't persuade you to give up. Although there are many difficulties, we are not without a chance.

Being hit by you for so many years, I have long been aware of my own situation. What I need now is not a blow, but a little bit of confidence.

Patram held the young waiter's hand affectionately, and said affectionately.

The attitude of other people is irrelevant. As long as you let me fight, I will fight. If you let me give up, it doesn't matter if you don't want this so-called duke title.

Don't be so childish.

The young waiter withdrew his hand without a trace.

This is the Duke's Mansion. If someone saw it, it would be a fatal blow to your succession dispute. Well, since you want to hear it, I will analyze it again for you. Philip's shrewdness and strength are his greatest strengths. It's also his Achilles' heel.

A shrewd and powerful new ruler is in the interests of ordinary people, but not in the interests of those lords and nobles. A desert lion is enough for them. They will never want another equally fierce desert tiger. When they realize At this point, it will naturally come closer to us.

But we can't blindly keep a low profile. In that case, even if we get the inheritance right, we still need to act according to their faces. It is very necessary to show our abilities from time to time.

The Bastille is a good point of intervention. If the news brought by Sir Kleist is completely reliable, it will be a good choice to bring Bastille into our control. Bolton Batchel can use the information there. There is no reason why we can’t do it with an income of thousands of soldiers.”

Patrem looked at the young waiter talking eloquently, his eyes sparkled. If it weren't for the obvious masculine features, he would have thought it was an emotional girl, and murmured: Conrad, do you know? You are eloquent and eloquent. The appearance is really charming, just like the god of wisdom reborn.

This is blasphemy, don't talk nonsense.

Conrad, the young waiter, shot Patlem a look.

This Kleist is said to be Bolton's right-hand man. He has a small reputation. In recent years, he has taken over many things in Bastille. If he is won over, it will be very useful when rebuilding Bastille. Wait for the opportunity. You can get in touch with him in private, what this kind of old fox likes to do most is to have both sides.

I got it, I got it, I hate this kind of old fox the most. They only want to reap the benefits and don't want to pay the price. There are so many good things in the world.

Patram dealt with it somewhat absent-mindedly. If it wasn't for Conrad, who was quite impatient with these things, he might as well find a beautiful and picturesque place and discuss some emotional issues gracefully to make him more interested.

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In the back garden of the Faerun family castle, there are three women elegantly sipping afternoon tea. All three of them have the best looks. Sitting among the flowers, they are the three most delicate and beautiful flowers. Both the posture and the etiquette perfectly match the ladies and young ladies in the mouth.

Especially the woman at the top has a mature charm that the other two have never had. The face of twenty-seven or eighteen years old is the most beautiful age of a woman, but her eyes reveal the grace that only a woman in her forties or fifty years old can have. wise.

If you observe carefully, you will find that this person's appearance is 50 to 60% similar to Sean's, especially the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose, which are exactly the same.

This person is none other than Xiao En's careless mother, Ms. Elena Augustine, who has been motionless for several months or even half a year.

As for her age, it naturally didn't match what her appearance showed, which was another benefit brought by the Warlock.

After entering adulthood, the physiological characteristics will become much slower than ordinary people, the specific slowness varies from person to person, and has a direct relationship with one's own ability.

This is not only effective for warlocks, but also for knights. It is not particularly obvious for knights, but it is quite obvious for grand knights or even champion knights.

Once ordinary people were over forty, even if they persisted in exercising, their bodies would go downhill, and there were many knights who were still active on the battlefield at the age of fifty.

As for the great knights, it is not uncommon for them to go to the battlefield at the age of seventy or eighty. Even if the champion knights are over one hundred years old, they are still existences that ordinary people cannot look up to.

In other words, warlocks and well-trained knights have a much longer lifespan than ordinary people. Of course, there is a limit to this length, if the natural lifespan of ordinary people is one hundred.

The lifespans of master knights and champion knights are around 18 and 150, respectively. If they go higher, they are rare, just like the old birthday stars who are 120 or 30 years old among ordinary people.

This is another reason why there is a rush for knight cultivation on the Arshan continent. Anyone who is capable, who doesn't want to live longer?

Especially for those nobles, it would be a great surprise if they could awaken their warlock talent, and if they couldn't, they would have to practice since childhood, and becoming a knight was inevitable.

Becoming a knight is difficult, but easy is also very easy. As long as you train for two to three hours a day, keep up with all kinds of nutrition, especially meat and eggs, and persist for more than five years, as long as you are not born with birth defects, you will have a knight-level physique .

What really has a threshold is becoming a great knight. What is needed is not simply a matter of perseverance, but also a systematic training method, some external help and one's own talent are indispensable.

As for the champion knight, that kind of humanoid monster is not trained. So far, no organization has dared to pat its own chest and say that it can train the champion knight.

Even the rich and powerful Holy See of Ether and the mysterious Witch Conclave have not made any substantial progress in research in this area.

Ms. Elena's age, even her own son, Sean, didn't fully understand it. Age is every woman's secret, and this rule is universal in any world.

Sean guessed right about his mother. She is indeed not an ordinary person. As an Andes mountaineer, she can sit and drink coffee in the back garden of the Duke’s mansion, which sells Andes mountaineer as its main industry. The average person can do it.

This is the last course of treatment. The various functions of your heart have stabilized. In the future, you only need to remove the cold air regularly. This is directly related to your natural ability. There is no way to completely eradicate it. Now you can do moderate-intensity exercise. If you are too extreme sports, don’t try it lightly.”

Ms. Elena took a sip of the black coffee, her expression still not too satisfied.

Although my ability has returned to the secret language level in the past few years, there is still a long distance from the control level in terms of energy level and subtle control, otherwise the result will be more perfect.

I am very grateful to Aunt Elena for such a result. It was the youngest woman among the three who spoke.

She looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, both her body and face were small, which made her appear much younger than her actual age, and her skin was crystal clear, like a fragile crystal flower.

In terms of appearance alone, she was the first of the three. She had a relatively gentle face from the Andes, but her eyebrows had the unique corners and corners of the Byrons. She was somewhat similar to Duke Borg.

There is no doubt that she is a mixed blood of Byron and Andes mountain people, and has blood relationship with the current Duke of Faerun.

When she smiled, she also had a quiet aura. A pair of round dimples and pointed canine teeth made her a little more naughty out of thin air. She jumped from late autumn to spring, and a hundred flowers bloomed. With Aunt Elena's ability , Entering the control level, it will definitely not exceed ten years, and my aunt will definitely not sit back and watch Angelberina continue to suffer, will she?

Your little mouth is the sweetest.

Ms. Elena pinched the other party's little face dotingly and said.

If my aunt really enters the control level one day, she will naturally not sit idly by. It's just that the mystery of the control level is not so easy to grasp. I still don't have the slightest idea. Ten years, it's easier said than done.

Others can't do it, Aunt Elena will definitely be able to do it. Angel Bena showed more confidence than Elena herself, You are the smartest person I have ever met.

If your teacher hears this, she won't be happy. Ms. Elena couldn't help laughing. Everyone likes to hear compliments, and she is no exception, especially when the compliments come from When it's so sincere.

Hey! Angie Berna showed a little fox-like smile, My teacher, you don't know, the typical knife-mouthed bread, reluctant to embarrass me, and she also said in private that my aunt is in many places. Smarter than her in every way.”

Really? Elena was aroused by the last sentence, she was very interested in her temperament of being strong on her junior sister, she knew it all too well, since she was a child, she never heard a word of condescension, and praised herself behind her back, that's really incomparable.

real!

Angel Bella nodded vigorously, with a confident expression.

You have to ask her yourself when you have time.

Aunt Elena, aren't you betraying me? Angelbena's small face drooped, If you really ask, the teacher won't admit it even if he kills him, and maybe he will arrange a meal for me afterwards.

Haha... She can really do this. Elena turned her head and looked at the other woman. While the two were talking, she went out for a while, and when she came back, she seemed hesitant to speak. .

An accident happened on the mountain side. The Bastille was captured. The leader is McKee the Skull Crusher. But I heard that there is a mysterious manipulator standing behind him. It may be the young master Sean. The person who spoke was named Alveria, Angel Bena's personal bodyguard.

She and her hostess can be regarded as two extremes. She is tall and has wheat-colored skin. Although she is not considered strong, her long and tight legs are full of strength, like a female leopard ready to hunt at any time. The tailor-made silver plate armor makes the whole person look heroic, like a Valkyrie.

With this kind of temperament, her appearance has become secondary. Of course, her appearance is definitely above the standard line, especially a pair of slightly pointed ears and emerald pupils, showing that her blood is not pure. The lineage of the half-elves of the Silent Rainforest.

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