As the beloved son of Count Aheng, Favian didn't need to leave so early to be in the banquet hall.

Compared with the aristocratic social place, Favian prefers the pleasure of improving his strength.

"Young master, it's time to go to the hall. Fia reluctantly urged again outside the door.

I don't know why, she always feels that the young master has changed. In the past, Favian liked to participate in aristocratic banquets the most, and there were many beautiful aristocratic girls around the young master.

"Let's go. Favian walked out of the room.

The long golden hair and natural shawl, coupled with a pure black tuxedo that fits the figure perfectly, made Fia instantly dazzled.

The young master is so handsome!

As the future heir of Ole Ling and the favorite son of Count Yaheng, Favian's appearance attracted the attention of all the nobles at the banquet.

The eyes of the aristocratic girls present were shining with stars.

Well, this is a nymphomaniac, so let's stay away.

The nobles, big and small, smiled hypocritically and nodded to Favian.

Well, it's a bunch of old chicken thieves. If you need to deal with it, you have to be careful.

Some of the noble heirs showed the goodwill of their friendship, and some of them were full of jealousy and unconvinced.

Well, it's a bunch of little kids, uh, don't bother.

Favian glanced at the afterglow of his eyes, and immediately made a judgment on all the nobles in his heart.

However, there are always exceptions, such as the girl in the swordsman suit, who was sitting in a chair drinking fruit wine, and glanced at Favian obliquely, but did not move.

Of course, the short sword in the girl's hand had already been handed over to the guards at the gate of the manor.

Favian didn't care, but gave a standard aristocratic greeting to Count Aham.

"Well, yes! I haven't been strong for a few days! The other Keane has already told me that after the banquet, come to my study!"

"Let's go down and talk to that kid, the grounding is over!" Count Ahème glanced at the fat man over there who was constantly squeezing Favian's eyes.

"Chip, bring up the fat man's memory!" Before he could get to the fat man's side, Favian was surrounded by several nobles with their daughters.

This is a group of petty nobles who want to have some kind of relationship with Count Aham.

It took a lot of effort for Favian to get rid of the nobleman who was asking for his daughter's marriage and walked in front of the fat man.

The fat man is the only son of Viscount Thomas, although the Thomas family belongs to the honorary nobility and has no territory, but the family strength is absolutely magnificent, and nearly 20% of the shops in the city are more or less related to the Thomas family!

The fat man's favorite thing is to gamble with women, big dogs! It is said that there are more than 20 fighting dogs in the family! As for women, the fat man married his thirteenth concubine a few weeks ago! And the fat man is fourteen years old this year.

But even so, Viscount Thomas still spoiled the fat man. He has only one advantage, super business talent, and control of the market, which even Thomas sighs at himself.

"Favian, I heard you're injured, how are you recovering?" asked the fat man with a grin, but Favian still saw worry in his eyes.

"Okay fatty, don't worry, it's been fully recovered in the first two days. Favian lightly hammered the fat man.

"Well, that's good, brother got you a knight's sword, and I'll give it to you in the carriage outside, and I'll give it to you when the banquet is over!" said the fat man whispered in Favian's ear.

"Haha, if it weren't for a good sword, the young master would take someone to kick your door at night!" Favian had some expectations, although the fat man was not in tune, but he had a wide range of roads, and he would often take out some good things.

Gradually, the number of people in the banquet hall became scarce, and Favian saw the nobles, large and small, and followed the count to the second floor.

The feast lasted late, and at the end of the feast, Favian walked towards Count Ahan's study with a jet-black knight's sword in his hand.

The fat man was right, this long sword is indeed very rare. The material of obsidian, coupled with the 100 forging techniques of the blacksmith, will be thrown into the auction house at least 300,000 gold coins!

"Father!" walked to Count Yaheng's study, and saw him with a serious expression, his brows a little furrowed, and he was crouching in front of a map writing something.

"Do it!" Count Ahyan put away the pen in his hand and looked up and pointed to the chair opposite.

"Keane said you want to follow the path of wizards?" Count Yaheng said with a blank expression, and opened his mouth to get straight to the point.

"Yes, Father. Favian pursed his lips and said his thoughts directly.

"Now I can see my whole life at a glance, inherit the territory, get married and have children, and will always be trapped on this land, and the strength is up to the great knight. ”

"The world is big, and I want to see it. Favian said softly.

The room was in a state of extreme depression.

"There are two conditions. After a long time, Count Aheng broke the oppressive atmosphere.

"First, your strength must be recognized by me!"

"Second, give you five years, whether you are dead or alive, no matter how high or low your achievements are, you must come back!"

Favian could see Count Ahymp's concern.

"I promise you!Father!" Looking at Count Yaheng's stubborn eyes, Favian's nose was a little sour, he knew that if he didn't agree, Count Yaheng would not let him go.

"The salamander heart you asked for will be delivered to your room tomorrow night. "I don't know why Favian wants it, but Earl Ahyan will still get it for him.

It didn't take long for Favian to come out of the study. Neither father nor son were talkative people, and their chats with each other seemed unusually brief.

The next afternoon, the Count sent for the heart of the salamander.

Favian took the herbs he had already gathered, walked into the kitchen, and drove the servants inside.

Although the servants all touched their heads inexplicably, they did not dare to disobey Favian's orders, and left the kitchen without saying a word, leaving Favian alone.

Favian placed the medicinal herbs in his hand on the table one by one, and then found the utensils he needed to use and prepared to start making the potion.

According to the refining steps of the chip, it is not difficult to make the promotion potion, the salamander heart only needs to use a quarter at most at a time, and the other materials are also very well prepared. In other words, Favian has four chances to craft a potion.

Following the chip's prompts, Favian first processed the materials one by one, then poured water into the pot and began the first configuration.

"Chip, turn on the assist mode. ”

"Ding! Assist mode is on!"

"Put the Mulian seeds first, and then put the Demon Cloud Vine after the water boils for ten minutes. And then... "Favian, follow the tips of the chip step by step and carefully execute.

After about half an hour, a large amount of water vapor came out as Favian put the sliced salamander heart into it, and the water in the pot boiled like magma.

"Chips, to detect whether the agent is qualified. ”

"Ding! deviated from the expected result by 8 percent, and the efficacy of the drug was reduced to 30 percent of the expected efficacy. ”

Favian was a little speechless, only an 8% deviation, and the effect of the medicine was not even half.

"Chip, analyze the reasons for the failure of production. "Favian made it strictly according to the tips of the chip, and I don't understand why it failed.

"Ding! The amount of the Demon Cloud Vine exceeded the expected amount, resulting in a failure to fully react... ”

Favian's mind began to retrace the entire process, from the processing of medicinal materials to the completion of the configuration. He saw the error in the chip prompt.

After half a ring, under the prompt of the chip, Favian reprocessed the herbs and began to make them again.

After some configuration, the chip prompts that the agent is completed, the error is less than one percent, and the agent is qualified.

"Give a plan to take it. Looking at the potion tumbling in the pot, Favian was extremely happy.

How to use: Drink directly after practicing the limit of the Great Knight's Breathing Method. The chip's mechanical voice prompted in his head.

Favian carefully poured the potion into the prepared crystal jar, sealed it, and walked towards the training ground.

When Favian's cultivation reached the limit, the sky had completely darkened, and he was the only one in the entire cultivation field.

But what he didn't notice was that Count Ahyan had been watching him for a long time in front of the window on the third floor...

Putting down the long sword in his hand, he picked up the jar placed on the table next to him, and after opening the seal, Favian did not hesitate to pour it all into his mouth.

A feeling of extreme nausea came from his stomach, but Favien didn't have time to pay attention to it.

Bang! Bang!

At this moment, the world seemed to be silent for a moment, and Favian could no longer hear any sound except for the sound of a powerful heartbeat.

As the heart beats violently, a powerful force continues to surge along the blood vessels towards the whole body.

And in the middle of the heart, a strange change is taking place.

A fiery red vortex gradually appeared in the center of the heart, and the vortex began to rotate slowly, but it turned faster and faster as the strength of the Favian increased.

As if breaking through some shackle, the momentum on Favian's body rose in vain, and the vortex that was spinning extremely quickly in his heart also shook in vain, slowly dispersing into a mist and permeating his heart.

The world seemed to be back in operation, and Favian's ears were filled with all kinds of noisy insect chirps, the cries of the maids, and the reprimands of the chief maids.

"Chip, detect the properties of the body. ”

"Ding!Favien Bourbon Strength: 4.2 Agility 4.0 Constitution: 4.4 Spirit: 1.7 Status: Healthy!

"I've been promoted to knight! The next step is to take medicinal herbs to improve my physical fitness, and continue to practice breathing methods!" Favian clenched his fists, and after feeling the powerful power that was constantly emerging from his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Picking up the knight's longsword on the ground, Favian began to practice basic swordsmanship, which he practiced slowly. After being promoted to knight, he no longer has the ability to grasp 100% of the power in his body, and at this moment he needs to tame this uncontrolled power, and basic swordsmanship is a good choice.

Count Yaheng on the third floor nodded with satisfaction, his face full of surprise.

Since Favian was injured, he began to work hard, and he should know the helplessness of not having strength. However, I didn't want to break through to the knight level in just one week.

Your life is like a thing, but it is not in your hands—in whose hands is Favian's life?