"Young Master, is there something wrong?" Hyde looked at Morey and asked with concern.

When he set off early in the morning, he noticed that something was wrong with Morey today, his eyes wandered and he didn't know what he was thinking, which was different from the Morey he knew before.

"Nothing, keep going!"

Morey woke up this morning thinking about the nightmare that woke him up in the middle of the night. Those two voices, looking down from above, and the weightless words made Morey feel as dignified as Mount Tai, so that he couldn't raise his head to look at it directly. There are all kinds of signs that I have probably met the gods, but listening to them are both death and fear, I am afraid it is not a good way.

The gods and demons of the Betsy world show miracles from time to time, which is not a new thing in dreams when the gods say something or something, although it is rare. But these gods open their mouths to either die or fear, this routine is not right!

"I can't afford to provoke, I can't hide!" Xiao Lei flexibly transferred in.

Looking at the gradually blurred Murry Hill Villa behind him, Morey had a feeling that he would come back.

......

"Young master, there is a visit from the head of the merchant group in the royal capital today, and I want to meet you!" The clerk of Momiji Town, his own butler, Cory, came to knock on Morey's door early in the morning.

As a branch member of the family, Cory. Faist has been working diligently in the family's government system for 30 years, and is a typical old scalper.

"Oh? Which one? "As the eldest son of the Faist family, Morey was born with the title of baron, and he is the first heir to the Faist family.

"The Pomlers, the heads of the merchant groups of the Far East and the Northern Wilderness, Habs. He is the third in line to the Pomle family. Ponler's people! ”

The Pomler family is the new marquis family of the Holy Lance City, because they made their fortune by clinging to the royal family of the Gladstone family, which is now the Holy Lance Kingdom. So not to mention the marquis, it is a little shallow compared to the senior earl family.

In the eyes of those nobles with a long history, it would be disproportionate to the aristocracy to send their subordinates into contact with them so directly, and it would be serious and would make the people who were contacted think it was a humiliation to him, but fortunately Morey and his family didn't care.

"Good morning, Your Excellency Baron Morey! Contemptible Habs, bring you Marlene. Young Master Pongler's friendship! "This Habs definitely didn't rely on business ability, isn't he in a hurry to kill me?

Morey and his butler glanced at each other, and both saw the smile in each other's eyes.

"Arise and speak, Habs steward. What are you looking for me today? ”

After some conversation, Morey learned Habs's intentions.

With her own eldest lady Tina. Pomle married into the royal palace, and the Pomle family soared from viscount to marquis in one fell swoop. Although the Pomler family had claimed that their family was a marquis before, it was just broken, but it still caused a lot of criticism.

For this reason, the Ponlae family has very few allies in the royal capital, and the few allies mean that you can't cut the cake of the royal capital. Therefore, the Pompler family has always attached importance to the development of foreign trade groups, and has the largest trade group in the royal capital.

This time, their merchant group discovered an iron ore mine near the Far East, and they wanted to use it to get the Rafayist family into the game. With the help of the Faist family's influence in the Far East, they helped to excavate, smelt, and build, while the Pomler family was responsible for sales in the royal capital and other regions. The Pomle family also knew that there was less effort here, so they only asked for 20% of the dividends, and also took the initiative to assume the obligation of transportation. This is also to show favor to Morey, or rather the Faist family behind him. The eldest lady of his family recently gave birth to a prince, and the Pomle family may not want to fight for the throne.

This kind of thing, as the eldest son of the family, Morey, can naturally decide it in one word.

After the negotiation, Habs smiled and took out a Marlene from the space ring. Pompler's personal gift to Morey.

I just talked about business, and now of course I have to talk about my personal affairs.

Habs pulled out a chic necklace. The necklace is made of precious white gold, which in the eyes of Morey, who came from a large family, has nothing to show off, the key is the pendant in the middle. The claw clasp made of Mithril resembles a spider's arthropod, gripping an amber hedron that glows with a yellow glow as its energy faintly radiates. When I opened the back, I saw the well-informed Morey, and I only knew that I recognized some of the materials used in the base, the astral sand and the silver were already priceless, not to mention the materials I had never seen.

Although he can only become an alchemy apprentice because of his talent, and his alchemy strength is not strong (otherwise he would not be killed by his own experimental object), he is the eldest young master of the Faist family, and he has never seen any magic materials, but he has cut his head on this chain.

The materials used to link the runes were more than ten precious magic materials that he had bought from Momiji Town, and he was more curious about the purpose of this chain.

"What is this, Habs?"

Seeing that Morey was really interested, Habs stepped forward with a slight smile and introduced.

"This is a miniature sacrificial summoning circle left over from the Ancient Neserel Empire, and it took a lot of money for Young Master Marin to repair it after getting it. Its main feature is that it does not require the strength of the sacrificer when summoning the sacrifice, even civilians can do it, and the summoning must be successful! ”

Morey couldn't help but be moved when he heard this, the summoning technique in this world is not like in the novels of the previous life, where the summons of the random magic circle are like domesticated hounds that have been domesticated for many years to kill the target. The summoning spell of the Betsy plane can be very dangerous, and every year there are many vivid cases of spellcasters being killed by their own summons due to lack of strength.

This miniature sacrificial summoning circle can not only be activated and used by ordinary people, but also has the attribute of sure success, it seems that it must be embedded with spell rune effects such as [Berserk Charm Technique], [High-level Domination Technique], and [High-level Friendship Technique].

"It's just a bit expensive to use, but it's nothing to you, Baron Morey." In the end, Habs was careful to point out the shortcomings of the miniature altar.

Morey nodded, such a thing that disrupted the balance, and there was no restriction at all.

Habs couldn't help but feel a little relieved to see Morey's eyes full of appreciation, and finally sold this hot potato.

Seeing that Morey was still playing with this legendary necklace, Habbs couldn't help but sigh.

Miranda. Pomler was exploring the ruins of the Ancient Mage's Tower when he came across this unfinished magic item that was still on the magic bench at the time.

After he took great pains to get it, he had great expectations for this magic item, and it took a lot of effort to finally repair it when he returned to the family.

But after using it, he was dumbfounded. This miniature sacrificial summoning circle really just looks good. Let's put it this way, most of the sacrifices must draw energy supply to successfully dominate this function, only less than one-tenth of the energy can be used to summon, a soul gem that can be used to summon a second-order six-armed snake demon, and may only summon a first-order cowardly demon in the end.

Fixing such a chicken rib not only consumed a lot of family contributions (exchanging magic materials, hiring alchemy restorers), dragging down his development, but also made Marlene. Poonler became the laughing stock of the family for a while.

This time Marlene. Poomler took the initiative to take out this legendary item as a gift, in addition to using it to establish and Morey. In addition to Faist's personal friendship, he did not lose this legendary piece of equipment that made him lose face as soon as possible. Out of sight and out of mind, all worlds have been the same throughout the ages.

Morey didn't mind, there was nothing wrong with getting a legendary piece of equipment for nothing.

Seeing Morey carefully put away the necklace, Habs took out a map from his bosom that had been placed in a brass tube.

"Baron Morey, this is where the iron mine is. Our prospectors only roughly find out the direction and scale of the vein, and if you want to set up a mine for mining, you also need the help of the Faist family! Habs pointed out the location of the iron ore on the map as he and Morey discussed it carefully.

Morey nodded as he watched, which was also as it should be. Opening a mine is not just a matter of digging with a hoe like a farmer, but also about ore mining, tunnel safety, ore transportation, and so on. What's more, large metal veins have a chance to be associated with rare ore veins, and the price is not measurable by a mere iron ore.

"Huh!" Morey's eyebrows raised, the location of this iron mine is actually more than ten miles north of Murry Villa, which is really a coincidence.

"Baron Morey, I hope you can hurry up, after all, every extra second is a little more dangerous to be discovered by others." Habs still wanted to promote the success of this matter, and the iron ore income was secondary, and the key was to win over Morey or Ire. Faist, the establishment of a community of interests is the guarantee of the longevity of this personal friendship, so he is now genuinely worried about Morey.

"Steward Habs, rest assured, since the iron ore is within the hunting range of my Muli Villa, this mine is naturally ours, and no one can take it!" Corey looked like he should have been, and let Habs block back what he was going to say.

The Faist family in the Far East was much more domineering than the Ponler family, who were cautious in the royal capital.

After sending off the Habs, Morey called Hyde and asked him to organize a team composed of the militia of Red Leaf Town and the Saber Iron Guard to set up camp at the location of the iron mine first, and create a fait accompli first. You said it wasn't my hunting range, did you see that camp!

And he himself will report the news to his family, that is, his father, and bring the rest of the soldiers with him. As for the safety of the town, just kidding, Momiji Town can be near the location of the Far Eastern Frontier Fortress Saber Fort, and if it can hit its own town, then the Faist family should be almost wiped out. Even the well-equipped saber guards could not stop the enemy, and their own militia went up to deliver food.

......

In less than half a month, he actually returned to Muli Villa. Morey didn't even notice that he actually had a strange desire to explore the nightmare, which gave him an excuse to go to the mine to prospect for mine.

This time, Morey asked Corey to collect a set of equipment from the family's treasury to prevent charm and increase willpower, and he wanted to see what the hell this nightmare was.

But for some reason, as soon as Morey entered the Murray Villa, he felt sleepy, and after instructing Hyde to set up the defenses (after Hyde set up the camp, he waited for Morey in the Villa in advance), and he could no longer resist the drowsiness and went upstairs to rest.

The sky was overcast and overcast over the gray earth. There was a red crack in the dim sky, like a wound on the sound of a gray beast. Bubbles burst through the cracks, scattering sparks, but they were extinguished in the howling cold wind before they could fall to the ground. Morey took a closer look, what kind of bubble was this, it was clearly a bubbling bubble formed by magma, this river of magma in the sky, blocked by the gloomy gray sky, and could only sprinkle some traces through the crack in the magma.

Morey didn't know how long he had been in this strange "dream", he only knew that he was pulled into this strange space as soon as he went to bed. At first, he was still observing this space with great interest, thinking that it was just his own dream, but after a long time, he couldn't do it no matter how hard he tried to break the "dream" and get out, and he realized that he was in trouble.

This is by no means a dream, otherwise it wouldn't even work on the talisman that Ilei left for himself that claims to be able to break through the blockade of the legendary mage's space. The cold wind blew his limbs cold, and he felt that if he could see his face now, it must be blue and gray.

The wind gradually became stronger, and the crack in the sky slowly became smaller and smaller, it seemed that this gray world finally had the upper hand, and Morey unconsciously slowly approached the bottom of the crack, as if this could make his body warmer.

But just as Morey walked directly below the rift, a mutation occurred, and the red rift that was about to be closed was suddenly stretched out, and a huge skinny hideous devil's claw fell from the sky, holding Morey firmly in the palm of his hand.

"Haha, Nyara Totip, you've been fooled!" The owner of the giant claw, hidden in the river of lava, smirked and mocked.

"Ignorant demon, that's all you can do, hehe." At this time, in the debris of the sky rolled up by the howling cold wind, a tall and thin figure loomed.

"Tsk, worthy of being the son of Abaddon, there are indeed too many stupid bears......" Nyara Totip, like a spectator dissatisfied with the actor's poor performance, pouted and cheered.

"Shut up!" The Divine Son of Abaddon, who was hiding in the lava river, was furious when he heard the word "stupid bear", and squeezed into this gray world through the narrow crack!

This demon's whole body was covered with green scales, and the demon's wings folded behind it were like two sharp death scythes, and the bear's legs, which were as thick as stone pillars, stepped on the earth deep into large pits when they walked around at will. Morey desperately raised his head to see the demon's face, but only saw the position of the skull, and then there was a violent angina, and the breath of death came instantly, and then it was as if an invisible hand had taken away his right to breathe.

"Mortals, don't look at him casually, it's the son of God of Abaddon, haha!" Nyara Totip's laughter was heard, and then only a snap of his fingers was heard, and the power that had bound Morey just now disappeared. Morey gulped the air greedily, relieving the headache caused by the lack of oxygen.

"Long-winded, hidden head and tail god!" The other giant claw of the Divine Son of Abaddon abruptly cut through the layers of space, grabbing the tall and thin figure hidden in the gray debris with a fierce grasp, and the demonic fire burned it into ashes.

"Humph!" The deity, Nyaratotip, appeared in the air not far away with a cold snort.

Just now, this stupid bear used the demon's teleportation ability to teleport its claws directly behind him, allowing himself to suffer a dark loss.

With a wave of his hand, several gray tornadoes connecting heaven and earth appeared, as if huge tentacles were killing demons.

Morey, who had just recovered from his suffocating headache, began to suffer from a more biting cold wind than before, and if it weren't for the intentional or unintentional protection of the Divine Son of Abaddon, Morey had no doubt that he would soon become an ice sculpture.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer! Morey couldn't help but think of this hometown saying.

"Mortal, looks like you're in trouble!"