Chapter 57: Shaking Hands and Making Peace
Suddenly, Duchamp's eyes opened and he looked around numbly.
Let's turn the camera back 10 seconds, when the mad headhunter throws that punch at the petrified Duchamp.
Although Duchamp had a lot of skills, Duchamp, who was completely attracted by the 'artifact' mission, still smashed the punch firmly on him, smashing him into the hard wall.
At this time, the system and the body send dangerous messages to the brain, and instinctively execute the best plan, which is to turn on the skill "Phantom Blessing".
"Phantom Blessing", an instantaneous skill, a shield that lasts for 30 seconds, can absorb a total of 3,000 attacks, or completely block an attack (shield breaking).
After being knocked away by the head of the hunting regiment with the full force of the frenzied state of a level 94 warrior, it is known based on the relationship between the action force and the reaction force that the maximum attack that Duchamp will receive will come from the reaction force of the wall.
Fortunately, this time the reaction force of the wall was completely canceled out by the shield.
So, with a clang, the shield shattered, and Duchamp fell to the ground in good condition.
Duchamp checked his condition and found that his blood had dropped a lot and his body had internal injuries. He meditated on the 'breath of life' and treated himself on the spot. Unlike the treatment of the water system and the wind system, the treatment of the phantom system is simply immediate for Duchamp himself.
After treating himself twice, Duchamp found that the remaining injuries could still be carried over, he opened his eyes and said to the frightened lord, "Did I sleepwalk just now?" How does it feel like I've been hit on the head and see a lot of little stars. ”
Baron Theresa's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw Duchamp suddenly resurrect with full blood, and even stood up unharmed, and then, with his natural optimism, he exclaimed excitedly:
"Hey, Styry, it's great that you're okay, poor Fried, he must have thought he killed you, and he ran out in such a crazy gaffe just now, I wonder if something will happen?"
Baron Theresa's retinue, who had been downstairs just a moment ago, saw Captain Fred Woods running out frantically, and hurried up to see what was going on, when he saw the lord screaming excitedly. Immediately afterward, he received a new instruction from the lord: "Ed, hurry up and find Fried, tell him that Mr. Duchamp is okay, and be smart, pay attention to Fried's mental state and protect your own safety." ”
After his entourage ran downstairs, Baron Theresa stood up in shock, and couldn't help but sweat when he saw the plates on the table that had burst due to the internal force of the head of the hunting regiment. He took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his face, and instructed Duchamp: "Steiry, remember in the future, if you encounter this situation again, you must avoid it at the first time, and don't be out of his sight." ”
The box was already in shambles, and the two came downstairs to wait for the bodyguard to report back.
Baron Theresa remembered what had just happened, and said reproachfully: "Steiry, although what you said is true, you should also choose a suitable time and place, and you should not be so irritating to Fried. ”
Duchamp apologized: "I'm sorry, when I think of the Chasseur, I think of certain unpleasant words. Said some heavy words. ”
The two were silent for a few minutes, and Duchamp raised his eyes to look at the lord and said playfully: "It seems that you and the boss of the North Star seem to have some unusual relationship?" ”
Baron Theresa nodded, acquiescing. After a while, he said wistfully, "You know, his identity was once much more prominent than mine. He lowered his voice and said, "In the days of the Duchy, Fred Worcester was a viscount, and he served as the commander of the infantry regiment in the former Duke of Northumbria, with the rank of major. ”
Duchamp's mouth opened wide, he roughly understood why Baron Teresa was working with the Polaris Chasseur. A lord who is crumbling and may lose his territory and status at any time, and a lord whose territory has been deprived of his territory by a disaster and has become nothing, there must be many common languages between the two people.
Duchamp found himself missing a lot of information: "Why do you attach so much importance to my relationship with him, I think there is something else to talk about today?" ”
Baron Theresa nodded and said, "Originally, I had some other ideas to discuss with you. There are no other local specialties, but the magic crystal is produced in more quantities, and is often collected by merchants to polish into gems and make jewelry. You've said that if you can skillfully design the guiding force of the magic crystal, you can make a practical piece of jewelry. I'm more interested in jewelry design, if you can achieve it technically, Polaris can be responsible for supplying magic crystals, and I am responsible for designing styles and opening up sales channels in the imperial capital, which can be regarded as one more specialty in this northern land. You know, jewelry that can channel spells, in high society, is called magic jewelry, and the price has always been expensive, and it is a good way out for me, a territory that produces nothing. ”
Duchamp couldn't laugh or cry, it turned out that people were here to talk about business cooperation, but he came to demonstrate.
He pondered for a moment, and said to the baron: "If I don't emphasize the energy efficiency of the guiding force, I can make some of the most ordinary styles, but the real production requires a skilled guiding force adjustment technician and auxiliary facilities that can finely detect the characteristics of the magic crystal, which will have to wait until I go to Lulei to see if I can buy it." ”
Baron Theresa, seeing that Duchamp did not refuse, could not help but be amused, and talked about his ideas about the art of magic jewelry again.
Looking at the lord who was dancing when he talked about art, Duchamp suddenly had an incredible idea: this thing, the identity happens to be the baron of the empire, and the age is almost right, in addition to being too fat and the face is too abstract, his personality is also a little weird, is he the legendary monster thief B?
Thinking of this, Duchamp couldn't help but snort, feeling like an idol was shattered.
"Oh, Styrius, are you not feeling well, why do you look so ugly? Is there still sequelae after being hit just now? The baron asked with concern.
Duchamp covered his chest and said: "It's a little uncomfortable, in short, the cooperation will be done according to what you just said, and I will immediately look for a suitable guide design when I arrive in Lulei." As for the profit share, I only need to take 10%, and the remaining 20% will be donated in my name to the victims of the disaster in Northumbragia in my name, as a sincere apology for the inappropriateness of my words today. When it comes to money donations, I need to have a practical way of monitoring to make sure that the money actually goes to the poor in Nosampuria. ”
Baron Theresa said happily, "Oh, Styry, I am not mistaken, you are indeed a noble man of heart, and I am sure that Fried will be very happy to hear it." He's gone berserk now, and I'm going to tell him the news of our successful cooperation. ”
Baron Theresa told Dushando to rest, and then went out happily.
Duchamp sorrowfully walked slowly towards the Green Forest Hotel in the shape of Xi Shi's heart.
"As the protagonist, why are there so many injuries! Actors are really a high-risk industry, what about your festival author, road, hurry up and let the big tent out, I want to recuperate. ”
(At the end of this volume, the actors who appear in this chapter:
Lu - silently ornamented.
The young commander of the hunting regiment - furious ornament. )
A pure newcomer, begging for collection and recommendation, even if a book friend clicks like this one day, it is also a great encouragement for lies.