After listening to the palace secrets that would not be circulated in his spare time, Richard raised a finger and began to tell his story.

"First of all, there must be a new world inhabited by mad Titans and the undead. I've verified this myself, and I can't go wrong. If you don't believe me, the spatial rift in Allentown is there, you can go and see it. ”

Prince Schmidt's eyes instantly dimmed.

"That's right, those three Titan heads can't be faked. Second, and secondly?"

"Secondly. The lord raised a second finger, "It should be true that the Titans can send the undead over now, I've seen the Giant Rhinos transform into zombies in Allentown. You should know that the Giant Rhino Man became extinct seven or eight thousand years ago. ”

"I ...... Fuck!" Schmidt let out a rare foul mouth and slammed his fist on the table, "Lord Richard, can't you give me good news tonight?"

"Good news, I want to think about it......" Richard rubbed his chin and snapped his fingers suddenly, "The good news is that the Titans themselves really can't get by, otherwise they wouldn't have given up chasing me." ”

This was good news, but it didn't make any sense to Pompeii, who was struggling to deal with the undead

It's like a little kid who is competing with his partners for candy, and suddenly hears that the five great magisters of the kingdom have decided to cancel the joint operation against him, how can he be happy.

"Wait a minute, I'll calm down. Prince Schmidt grabbed the ice bucket with the bottle and plunged into it.

It took three or four minutes before I straightened up and pushed the ice bucket away.

"Good, good. He shook his head vigorously, his lion-like mane covered with ice slag, and the tip of his nose was red from the cold, "You go on, I can resist." ”

"According to the current information, there is a spatial rift in Allentown, and there is another one on the border between Pompeii and San Jose. Richard handed him a napkin, a little unbearable, "It's hard to say if there are other spatial rifts, it's not clear yet." ”

"Alas......" Schmidt didn't bother to wipe his face, and sighed in a daze, "In this situation, we can't put all our hopes on the Mad Titan standing still, we must actively prepare early." ”

"Definitely. The lord nodded.

is worthy of being an officer, and his mind is still clear enough at the critical moment.

Although the Titans have not yet received accurate information about their preparation for war, there is no doubt that the people of the other world should be mobilized to prepare for the scourge of the undead on an unprecedented scale.

"But now the country is also very troublesome and chaotic. The burly prince picked up the napkin and blew his nose vigorously, "Internal and external troubles are really a bit like a sign of the death of the country." ”

"When necessary, just cut through the mess. "Even Richard himself is not very confident.

After the cowherd case, his understanding of politics has deepened a little. Isn't it always easy to cut through the mess - even if all the cowherds are guillotined and replaced with newcomers, they won't be able to fly and go?

Temporary simplicity and rudeness may save the day, but it will only bring more long-term hidden dangers.

This is just a cowherd in charge of animals, not to mention the more complex and elaborate rules of the royal capital.

"If only it were that simple. Schmidt apparently understood this and sighed.

Suddenly, he took out a palm-sized bag from his pocket and threw it across the table to the Lord of Alpine Castle.

"What?" Richard felt through the bag, looking for what appeared to be a few pieces of paper and metal badges inside.

"Your Marquis canonization instrument. ”

"Marquis?" the lord whistled and casually tossed the bag aside, "Wouldn't it be a bit hasty to jump so many levels at once?" ”

He doesn't care much about the title now, after all, strength is fundamental.

has a knighthood but no strength, either can't keep it or be a vase. And as long as the strength is strong enough, it doesn't matter whether the title is or not, the pioneer baron is not a genuine marquis.

"To be able to hunt a target of the level of Titan, you have to work hard to envelop it in any country, and a marquis title is not an exaggeration. Prince Schmidt said, "In addition, a few wineries have been assigned to you on the Bordeaux plain, which are very valuable, and the title deeds are also in them." ”

"I thought there should be a grand ceremony for the promotion of nobles. ”

Schmidt blinked twice and smiled reluctantly, "It should have been, but I'm really not in the mood for that, you just need to know it yourself." ”

"Okay. ”

"By the way, Baker asked me to tell you - even though I've been in a position that countless people crave, I still feel happier when I hang out on the streets with my buddies. The burly prince shrugged, "This kid sometimes seems to be too introverted, and I have to convey the problems that can be solved with a communication magic stone." ”

Richard smacked his lips, "Baderick, it's actually quite awkward." ”

"Maybe. ”

"How many high-level swordsmen are there in the kingdom now, the kind that can't progress anymore after practicing to the top. The lord seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly asked.

He had already announced that Sagre had died in Beruny's assassination, but he had never mentioned that Beruni had successfully advanced to the Juggernaut, and he had never mentioned it to anyone outside of Alpine Castle.

Since that codex of experience fell into the hands of a miser like him, it was strictly hidden in the space ring, and the treasure was covered with dust, and he never saw the light of day again.

"Before I regret it, hurry up. ”

Without thinking about it, Prince Schmidt replied, "There used to be one, and now there is none." ”

"Not one?" Richard raised his head sharply and raised an eyebrow, his face full of incredulity.

The mass base of vindictive spirit is much broader than magic, and Pompeii even has a full five mages, but he can't find a single high-level peak swordsman.

"Yes, vindictiveness is easy to learn and difficult to master, and it is already difficult to reach a high level. Plus Juggernaut didn't count on it at all. The big man said as a matter of course: "Except for idiots like Brother Sagret, who are bent on pursuing breakthroughs, even if other swordsmen can be promoted to the highest rank, they will not continue to spend time and energy sharpening their fighting spirits. ”

"Oh!" said the lord.

If the high-level is further subdivided into one hundred equal parts, the five-point high-level and the ninety-point high-level seem to be very different, but the pure fighting spirit is not half a catty or eight taels at all.

Since there is almost no hope for the advanced Sword Master, and the benefits from continuing to sharpen his fighting spirit are pitiful, of course smart people will not continue to die. To ponder something else is the most profitable choice.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" asked Prince Schmidt curiously.

"It's okay......" Richard was expressionless.

It takes at least three to five years to polish from a 5-point advanced level to a point of more than 90 points, and you can start to prepare for the advanced level. What's more, the last step is already extremely difficult, and it is conservatively estimated that it can be stuck at least nine adults.

Even if you give them the secret tome, you can't quench your thirst, so you might as well keep it for yourself.