"Gain 35 Faith (Gophers)."

"Gain 5 Faith Points."

"Gain 5 Faith Points."

“......”

Morey didn't even need to listen to his subordinates' reports, just by the information that suddenly swiped the screen in his mind about the increase in faith value, he knew that his plan must have succeeded.

Thinking of the expression that Avid who had been tricked by himself might now want to cry without tears, Morey laughed unconsciously.

It's just his smile, but it makes the man in front of him misunderstand.

"Hehe, it seems that Baron Morey is very concerned about my ransom!"

Absolon smiled, but the sarcasm in his words was audible to anyone.

"His Highness Absolon has misunderstood, I am just glad that His Highness has finally met his subordinates. I myself would love to receive Your Highness in the Far East! ”

Morey didn't explain, but he made a sincere appearance and invited Absolon to the Far East.

"Humph!" Absolon sat sullenly and turned his head out the window at Mike, who was negotiating with Gord.

"You're going to fool us with such a broken stone slab?" Gourd disdainfully took out the corner of what looked like a broken slate, looked at it carefully, and then threw it back into the beautifully packaged Mithril box.

"Lord Gord, haven't you heard of the obscurity of the gods? The more magical the treasure, the more ordinary the appearance! Have you ever heard of the Tablet of Destiny? ”

"Hehe, don't tell me this is the [Tablet of Destiny]!"

Gou De sneered, although he hadn't seen the [Tablet of Destiny] himself, his boss had a piece in his body! Besides, the [Tablet of Destiny] is so valuable, just rely on your magic circle that is no more than a legendary mage to seal its power aura?

"This is naturally not the [Tablet of Destiny], but if it is rare, it is not much different from it!"

“......”

"I don't know what good treasure His Highness took this time as collateral for the ransom?" Looking at the two people arguing outside the car window, Morey suddenly became a little curious.

The cash of 100,000 gold coins is a lot of money for anyone, so it was not surprising that His Royal Highness Absolon took out the collateral to pledge it, but he was a little curious, why seeing the performance of Gode's disapproval, this Highness still showed a determined appearance, as if he was quite confident in his goods.

"I remember that the beast spirit on my body was expelled by Baron Morey!"

"Naturally!" Hearing His Highness suddenly talk about what had happened before, Morey couldn't help but have a guess about the purpose of the slate.

"Hehe, let's put it this way! My spider beast spirit was absorbed from that slate! ”

"Having that spider beast spirit will give me the strength to be no weaker than that of a mid-level cursed wizard!"

"And the slate I absorbed was only the size of a fingernail!"

Turning over the impression of the size of a slate that he had just glimpsed in his memory, Morey smiled and helped Absolon to sit down again.

"Your Highness, you misunderstood me!"

"Let's try the milk tea I made myself!"

"A specialty of the Far East!"

Absolon had to make a new assessment of the thickness of Morey's face at this point.

When the slate was delivered to the wagon, Morey had the opportunity to get a closer look at the slate.

It is said to be a stone slab, but the thickness is not the same, as if someone had shoveled it down from the stone wall.

There seem to be some patterns and patterns on it, but some of them have been weathered and can't see the original appearance clearly, and they can only vaguely see that this is a beast that is about to pounce on all fours.

There is nothing unusual in the hand, not too heavy, and not unusually light, as if it were an ordinary stone slab.

Gradually, Morey felt something unusual.

There was a sudden chill on the surface of the slate that his fingers touched, and before Morey could detect it carefully, the chill instantly flowed through the entire slate, and Morey even had the illusion that he was holding a piece of cold ice in his hand.

Turning the slate into ice, this chill seems to be not enough, one by one like sharp needles about to pierce into his body, at this time Morey's back behind the Titan and Thunder couldn't help but vibrate.

"Roar!"

Morey vaguely seemed to hear a beast roar, and the two swords behind him immediately became quiet, and even Morey could feel that the two swords had a sense of jealousy of the cold.

The cold qi was like a temptation, pricked and immediately retracted, but before Morey could breathe a sigh of relief, a sharp cold qi that was enough to cut his soul into pieces rushed in.

If the previous cold is compared to a thin needle, then the cold at this moment is like a thick dragon spear used by the dragon knight, all the way like a bamboo, and Morey can't form any effective defense at all.

In just a moment, the cold qi penetrated near Morey's heart, and as long as he advanced a little further, he could crush Morey's soul sea.

It's just that just when the cold air was about to pierce the soul sea, the blood moon, which had been hiding its form, suddenly appeared, and a dragon roar sounded......

"Baron Morey! Baron......"

"Young Master! Young Master......"

In a trance, Morey, who lost his will when the dragon roared, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the images of Absolon and Hyde suddenly appeared in front of him, and the intermittent sound was like a [Gramophone] without energy, and the whole world seemed to have a dreamy and unreal feeling separated by a veil.

Finally, with a shrill chirp ringing in his ears, Morey got rid of his dizziness and came to his senses completely.

"Young master, are you okay!"

Hyde stepped forward and grabbed Morey.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay! There are a lot of worries on both sides, and they are a little tired! ”

"In that case, then Baron Morey, it's better to go and rest first! It's okay to talk about our things later! ”

Absolon said this sentence with a deep meaning.

Morey took a deep look at His Royal Highness, and went to rest in the other carriage accompanied by Hyde.

Absolon gently picked up the stone slab that Morey had placed on the table, and was about to look closely, only to find that the stone slab was like a castle of gravel, and had just picked it up and scattered it all over the ground.

Looking at the stone slab that had turned into dust, Absolon confirmed his previous inference at this moment.

"Sure enough, then Morey is really not as simple as he appears!"

......

The cavalry attacking on the flanks encountered a sudden attack from the barbarians who had been in ambush for a long time, and the strategy of encircling and attacking had failed, and the Far Eastern Army had this wave of barbarians, and the numerical disadvantage had gradually narrowed, and the balance of victory had slowly tilted towards the Far Eastern Army.

"Want to run?" Sykes, who was sitting in the huge cockpit, saw this scene through [Projection], pressed the red start button, and at the same time smirked and pushed the huge putter to the bottom.

Under the combined effect of the jet backpack and the floating magic circle, the Mosler Type II humanoid combat vehicle jumped out of the hidden tunnel, rushed through the layers of people, and smashed directly into the opponent's team.

Looking at the strange steel puppet that suddenly appeared in the team, the Dongwei cavalry didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

But they will be stunned, and Sykes, who covets his exploits, will not be confused.

"Mossler. Death Top! ”