After the freshness of the unfamiliar environment wore off, Aldrich Triss sat cross-legged on a stone bed covered with a thin woolen blanket in his room on the highest cliff on the north side of the valley, and after bathing himself in the cold spring water, he never relaxed his demands on himself, even though he had been promoted to the rank of Grand Knight of Virtue.

The expected reception banquet was not summoned, and at the door of the room hidden under the lone pine on the cliff, the sound of the rolling bones suddenly sounded, and Aldrich opened his eyes and looked out, and saw a three-layer duplex food box hovering in the air.

Aldrich immediately understood, put down his legs and walked straight over, took the dinner that had been brought by the pulley in his hand, returned to his room, and placed it on the fixed stone table, smelling the sweet aroma of bread mixed with the burnt paste of the kebab before he opened it.

Along the way, there was only slightly bitter pantothenic brown bread and jerky, the only advantage was that there were plenty of calories, and Burgta's tongue spoiled by alcohol and good food complained a lot, but Terry was used to a hard life and did not care about the quality of life.

Unsurprisingly, the first layer is filled with neat white bread, the second layer is a shiny grilled chicken steak and a dozen fish balls, and the third layer is two flat bottles of wine from the 10-year sunniest summer in Château Margaux.

The wine was put aside for a moment, and Tris slowly chewed on the bread and soothed his stomach with grilled chicken cutlets and fish balls. The portion was just enough for him to eat alone, but Aldrich slowed down a little when he was about sixty percent full.

His gaze naturally looked at the two bottles of fine wine, but for the sake of caution, he examined them carefully with a discerning eye, and sure enough, he saw that there seemed to be cotton wool-like impurities in the mellow wine, and it was floating and sinking like a living thing.

"A bottle contains a malicious temptation, it seems that there is a not simple character among the members of the Knights, who has just been taught a lesson by my greeting gift, and the revenge strike is immediate, and the energy is not small, even my food has found an opportunity to steal it, then tomorrow I will take good care of the little guy who lucked the gold coins. ”

Putting down the summer sun from Château Margaux, Aldrich closed the heavy door and went to bed without even taking off his clothes. It didn't take long for the sound of breathing to become more and more steady, with great regularity and rhythm, apparently immersed in a strange dream world.

Tempting to take off the thunder hammer, still resisted by the invisible force, Tris estimated that the reindeer king was still sleeping and upgraded, and then entered the world of All Souls' Day.

Before pushing open the gate of the bark cracking, the original vague scene on the south side of the holiday island gradually became clear, a birch tree haunting the red fireworks, with an inverted young man's smiling face mask hanging on the top, but it looked like the sad face of an old man, combining happiness and sadness, youth and decay, a very strange and absurd creation.

Glancing curiously, he suddenly remembered that the demon Mr. Sack the Clown, the ill-fated child of the ritual, should now rest in peace.

Aldrich no longer hesitates to enter the world of All Souls' Day, blend into the undead knight clone, the barren land spreads across the swamp, and the new target of conquest is the Misty Forest, which hides its true face.

The Undead version of the First Industrial Revolution takes shape, with steam-powered, coke-burning medium skeleton chariots ignoring the sinking of the silt and carrying ironclad skeletons to create a safe passage.

Knight squires, including Cell, actively carved out lumber yards, made coke on the spot, hunted various beasts for bone and flesh essence, and transformed them into more undead minions and spellcasting sources through the sacrificial altar.

Everything went in an orderly manner like a precision gear, and Tris was so pleased with their service that he let go of the restrictions and allowed them to level up, but instead of being promoted to a high position in one go, he released it little by little, like bait to lure greedy fish.

When the next day, the distant eastern sky was white, and the rising morning sun revealed a faint morning light, Aldrich naturally woke up, but his body seemed to be pressed or restrained by some heavy object, and he felt a little unable to move.

"Curse?" Tris took a deep breath, exhaled and broke free from all negativity, and slowly sat up, and with the help of the light from the air window, there was nothing unusual in the room, and then he used his discerning eye to look around, and sure enough, he found a basket of flowers with a terrible aura outside the one-cubel-foot thick rock door.

"Ebony crowns, black daffodils, scarlet lilies, poison apples, cursed puppets, snake tooth amulets...... I really look up to finding so many rare and precious gifts overnight. ”

Putting on his hard-soled leather boots and leaving the warm stone bed, Aldrich pushed the door open a little harder than usual, plucked the core of the black daffodil, and returned to the room, tossing the best catalyst for releasing the curse into the red wine.

The cotton-wool-like creature was like a great enemy, but it was too late, and it lost its vitality in an instant, slowly sinking to the bottom of the bottle, like a rigid caterpillar.

With his left hand, he picked up the wine that had become highly poisonous after being "purified", and with his right hand, he held the flower basket that must have been robbed madly in the black market of the underground world, leaving his own room, and looking for the road to the top yesterday to go down to the bottom easily.

Some members of the Knights, who were originally going to see the joke, found that the future Grand Master appeared in front of him unharmed, shattering his glasses, and the strange appearance of these people was of course seen by Aldrich, but he didn't say anything, after all, the evidence is not enough!

The breakfast at the Knights' residence had already begun, but the atmosphere was very strange, and each member of the team was staring at the plate in front of them, but the corner of their eyes never left the future Grand Master.

As Tris placed the basket on the long table shaded by greenery, two uncorked bottles of wine slammed on the table, and a strange dark green mist rose from the mouth of the bottles, forming a terrifying cross and a deadly poisonous skull.

The turbulent atmosphere reached its peak and began to become unbelievably manic, and the members of the Order sitting next to Aldrich desperately ducked to the side, and the people who were pushed did not complain, but put pressure on the next one.

The Guardian Knight Burgetta escorted Anelle Jones slowly, and when he approached Tris, he suddenly heard a mental alarm, and hurriedly reached out to stop the Emerald Eye.

As for Bolt Heidens, the last resident director, he frowned when he saw the poisonous illusion rising from the bottle, and when he found the flower basket on the table, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Even he didn't dare to approach the source of the dangerous curse, and his eyes swept around, and no one wanted to admit that for the sake of their noble clan, which was of a long bloodline, the chief priest of the reserve did not speak much.

Armed with Siegfried's Twin Dragons Armor, and immune to all psychic attacks by the Helm of the Eagle, the magical flower basket was nothing to Aldrich.

The slices of bread on the toasted floor and the wine soaked in the core of the black narcissus made the eyes of the Knights stunned, and Anil Jones wanted to say something, but Tris's performance made her feel stronger than she could have imagined.

Everyone was at a loss for food, except Aldrich enjoying his share of breakfast with envy and jealousy.

Bolt Heidens breathed a sigh of relief when he put down his silver knife and fork, stood up and leisurely retreated, without taking with him the remaining bottle of wine and basket of flowers, and then the members of the Order also turned their emotions into a sigh.

Hurriedly settling the breakfast in front of them, away from the poisonous wine and the basket of flowers containing high concentrations of negative energy, they came to the training ground where the ground was tamped and saw the future Grand Master Aldrich Triss stretching his near-perfect classical statue-like body.

"I started my training today, and in the first event, whoever can catch my ten moves, can rest all day. By yesterday's standards, though...... Not a single one!"

Aldrich put aside a very arrogant and cruel sentence, and sure enough, several peak knights who thought of themselves very high and had deep confidence in their own strength were angry, and they all stood up.

Annel Jones, the Emerald Eye, came over when she heard the news, and Bergta, dressed in Fenrir's incarnate armor, guarded her side, as a newcomer who had just arrived yesterday, and shamelessly took the opportunity to frustrate many people, Baron Federi's second son attracted a lot of angry glares, but he didn't care.

"These people are going to be out of luck. After my friend Tris was promoted to the rank of Grand Knight, he proposed an extremely rare bronze martial arts canon in his proposed exclusive title. We all know that knights with the title suffix of Wudian rarely have a defeated record under the premise of one-on-one. ”

The provocative words degraded the strength of the members of the Knights to the extreme, and Burgta once again gained a lot of fierce eyes, but gradually became familiar with the incarnation of Fenrir, and he even wanted to challenge Aldrich Tris, and he was not afraid of this group of rookie weak chickens who had not been on the battlefield.

Some people can't help it, after all, the arrogant knights of the noble clan are everywhere in this valley, but some people are deep in their hearts and can endure cynicism, while others are unwilling to continue to swallow their anger and are willing to serve as cannon fodder for temptation.

A large blond man with a high body pushed through the crowd with both hands and walked across from Grand Master Tris, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Eri Demacy from Fort Margaux in Wilcek, last night's wine ...... I deliberately switched it!"

Aldrich was surprised by his confession, and in the moments when he lost his mind, the man who called himself Eri Demaci rushed forward and slammed his fists into Grand Master Triss in the chest.

"Bang!"

Siegfried's Double Dragon Armor was protective, and Aldrich was not only unharmed, but also cracked the wrist bone with a negative shock.

"One move!" Triss swung his right hand straight to Eri Demaci's chest, and it only took a fifty percent blow to the chest, but he didn't receive the result, and it turned out that his opponent was extremely cunning, and the blonde man who had been prepared kicked back sharply with both feet, so that the power of the punch almost missed.

"Interesting!" Aldrich turned around and accelerated in a semicircle, his left hand clenched into a fist like a spear, and his five fingers turned into the tip of the spear and stabbed his opponent in the shoulder.

"Hah!" Eri Demaci struck a knee with his right foot, hitting Grand Master Triss in the elbow, thinking that he would at least break his attack, but his entire left hand was as hard as steel and could not be shaken at all.

"Second move!" Aldrich's left hand stabbed into the blonde's right arm, and there was no blood splashing, only a limp hanging arm and a yielding look in his eyes.

The members of the Knights were in an uproar, and they only used two moves before and after, and they broke an arm of the peak knight who was one of the best in the Lucky Luck Gold Coin Station, can the others still go up to fight?

"Next!"

Tris continued to be defiant in a disdainful tone, giving him no credit for the losers, even though Eri Demaci was from his home country of Wilsec.