Chapter 8: Angel's Tears
The moon was clear and it was midnight. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ info
The flames in the fire were no longer as bright and hot as before, and from time to time there would be a "crackling" sound from it, which meant that another piece of wood had completely dedicated itself to this dazzling golden red, and quietly turned into black charcoal ash in the blazing firelight. The temperature in the forest of the Lito Mountains slowly decreased, and Leo began to feel that his body was gradually becoming colder, and subconsciously moved closer to the fire.
Anthony's story continues: "My ancestors are none other than the first heroes of the history of the Spanny Empire - Guardian of the Empire, Invincible God of War, Destroyer of Getaga, Pacifier of Rebellion, Sword of Charles the Great, King of the Golden Lion, First Deputy Prime Minister of the Holy Spanny Empire, Minister of War, Duke, Count of Galicia, Count of Asturias, Count of Cantabria, Lord of the Three Northwestern Counties, Lord of the Most Glorious, Glory, and Excellence of the Golden Lion Knights, Origin of the Glory of the House of Lean, Albert Leanne, King the Lionheart. The bard wrote countless poems in his honor, and his heroic deeds were told in every tavern, and his fame spread from the West Sea of the Empire to the Vistula Plain in the east, to the island of Sardinia in the south, and to every inch of Kirk's Territory in the north. โ
This string of titles that made people's scalps tingle made Leo's eyes widen, and he secretly said in his heart: "Make no mistake, this title is simply a few meters longer than the stinky socks I wore in a year, Anthony this guy remembers it so clearly, it seems that he usually carries it less." โ
Anthony didn't know how to read minds, so of course he had no way of knowing Leo's inner thoughts at the moment, but said to himself: "And I, the descendant of the great Lionheart, Antonidas Prol Lean, am the best and genius recognized by everyone among the twenty-one heirs of the Golden Lion Family today.
I became a full-fledged beginner-level magician at the age of ten, and at the age of eighteen, I broke through to the fourth level to become an intermediate-level magician, a talent that ranks among the top three even in our Golden Lion family, which has been rich in geniuses for three hundred years. But no matter how talented you are, so what? Everyone who bears the surname of Leanne will see you as an enemy, and the conspiracy against you will be played out all the time.
Since I was ten years old, my blood relatives had been bribing the Assassins to assassinate me, and every time a year passed, the assassination and poisoning plans against me multiplied several times, and when I was eighteen years old, they reached their peak - 344 assassinations and 120 poisonings, as well as countless "little accidents".
Hum! They don't like me like that! Anthony's tone became more and more gloomy, and Leo felt a chill in his heart, and his body moved closer to the fire, thinking to himself: "No wonder this guy's chest looks like a cowhide that has been cut hundreds of times with a knife, then soaked in water, and then taken out to dry, and has been targeted by so many conspiracies, assassinations, and poisoning, and can still survive until now, it's a monster, much stronger than me, a nineteen-year-old guy who is just a magic apprentice." โ
But the frustration in Leo's heart didn't last long before it dissipated: "There's nothing strange about it, after all, he's a member of the talented Golden Lion Family, and I'm just a scrappy magic apprentice who can't even touch the edge of a full-fledged magician." โ
Then the apprentice's mood recovered, and he continued to sit quietly and listen to the story. People sometimes just need to compare themselves to themselves.
Anthony's voice began to get higher and higher-pitched, and it was clear that the little-known story in his mouth had reached its real climax:
"On the day of my twentieth birthday, my dearest brother, Cleverley Charles Lean, who is widely regarded as the wisest of the heirs of the Golden Lion of this generation, appeared at my birthday party and personally served me a glass of fragrant and mellow Thirty-Year-Old Cellar Dolbeau, and said in front of everyone present that if I drank this glass of peace wine from my brother, then as long as I was the heir of the Golden Lion one day, he would always obey and assist me, and be my behind-the-scenes military advisor."
"There's something wrong with this wine!" Leo rushed out without thinking about it.
Anthony paused, glanced at Leo, and had a strange smile on his face: "Of course there is something wrong with this wine, but do you know what is wrong with this wine?" โ
"Uh, wellโ" Leo frowned and pondered for a while, still puzzled, and after thinking about it for a while, he said his answer in a very uncertain tone, "Well, is it... Could it be some kind of strange poison you've never seen before?" โ
"Poison?" Anthony Joon's face couldn't help but show a hint of sarcasm that could not be more obvious: "Thanks to my dear brothers and sisters and the eight women of my father behind them, I have been able to distinguish one thousand one hundred and seventy-two poisons by my nose and eyes since I was fifteen years old. โ
Leo was subconsciously stunned when he heard this, don't forget that his boss is the famous potions master Bard Turbe in Prona City, as a potions master, Bud naturally has some involvement in poison, and Leo clearly remembers that he once heard Master Bard Turbe say something like this:
"For thousands of years, with countless conspiracies and killings, even if they have been suppressed by the royal family, the Philosopher's Stone Association and the Church, the research and development of poisons has been going on non-stop, according to the records in the latest edition of the World Potions Book published by the Magician Association, there are currently a total of 1,172 kinds of poisons recorded!"
"In other words, this Anthony has eaten all the poisons in the world at the age of fifteen, and has managed to survive?" Thinking of this, Leo couldn't help but shiver fiercely, and the magic apprentice suddenly felt that the temperature around him was getting colder and colder.
"You're just a magic apprentice, and it's already your third lifetime of luck that a secret like our Golden Lion Family can reach your ears, how can I be so stupid as to think that you can know what's in that glass by imagination?" Anthony's voice became more and more harsh and harsh, obviously the negative emotions in his heart were about to reach their peak, and with a wave of his hand impatiently, the blonde golden lion heir continued:
"That's not some bullshit poison, and if that glass of wine is just a poisoned wine, how can Cleverley Charles Lean be worthy of being on my par with me, and how can he be worthy of being the wisest man of the golden lion of our time? The contents of that wine were not even a poison at all, but a treasure of great value - angel tears! โ
Anthony's hair fluttered gently in the cold night wind, his voice was as fierce as the howling wind from the eighteen layers of hell, and his distorted expression was like Satan's craziest and ugliest demons, but Leo keenly noticed a somewhat discordant light in the eyes of this genius's golden lion, and it seemed to be - admiration? "This Anthony is definitely taking too much medicine and eating his brain." Leo made up his mind about it.
However, Leo, who had been completely attracted by this true story, immediately asked his question: "Angel's tears?" That's what it is. โ
"What's that? No, no, that's not a thing, dear Leo. Anthony shook his head and said, "That's something that all the high-level peak powerhouses who can't enter the gate of the Sanctuary think about day and night, something that even my father, the contemporary Duke of Lean and His Majesty the Emperor of the Spani Empire, will be tempted by, and a treasure that even the powerhouses of the Sanctuary will snatch and even slaughter the city regardless of their status!" In the glass that my dear brother brought to me was such a treasure - an angel's tear, and its function was to unconditionally increase the power of one level! โ
"Hmm!" Leo frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied with the effect of the treasure that Anthony boasted about so solemnly could only increase the strength of the first level, knowing that 100,000 gold coins can buy a bottle of potion "Source of Magic Power" that allows Leo to advance to become a full-fledged magician, from a magic apprentice to a beginner first-level magician, isn't that also a first-level strength?
One hundred thousand gold coins may be an astronomical amount that Leo, a magic apprentice from a civilian background, cannot earn in a lifetime, but for an heir of a top family in the continent like Anthony, I am afraid it is just a random amount to spend.
"Wait!" Leo's body shook suddenly, and he looked at Anthony with some incredulity, his face full of shock: "The level of ascension you are talking about - it works for any level of cultivators?" โ
Anthony gave a "Aren't you talking nonsense" look and nodded, "Of course." โ
A chill spread from the soles of Leo's feet to his heart, and he finally understood the value of the so-called "Angel's Tears".