Before the Grand Duke of Goethe became a duke, he had spent some time in the forward camp, traveled from time to time, and was the third son of the family, but after the outbreak of the war, his father and two brothers died one after another, and he took over the burden and changed the tide of the war in one fell swoop, and an astonishing horror broke out. After a series of betrayals, after the turmoil, his heart became more and more steely.

But before that, Goethe himself was an ordinary young man who was honest and friendly.

Garon still remembers that the Grand Duke of Gothic was himself a top genius with hidden talents before the war. Behind it is a large collection of books and totems collected by the family for thousands of years. But because he is not valued in the family, there is no one to talk to him, and his talent is secret, and no one notices it, so he gets the time that slowly accumulates.

Among the people around, only the two partners who met him by chance and traveled with him on an adventure entered his heart early, until Zuihou, became his only best friend.

In other words, the current Gothic is only at the lowest point in his life. This person has clear grievances, and if I go to befriend him at this time, I should be able to gain his trust more easily. Garon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pondered.

"I don't think much of a simple-hearted and kind-hearted person, but it is undeniable that there is no one who doesn't like to be friends with such a person. Such a friend does not have to be on guard all the time. ”

He pulled out his map and began to look carefully for the location of Titan.

Traveling abroad from the Covitan Empire, passing through three cities, it is necessary to take a steam train to reach one of the main cities of the Lavis Empire, Titan.

He calculated the distance, and it would take him at least four days to travel non-stop.

"Now Gothic should still be unaware of his talent. The ranking is too low and not taken seriously by the people around you. However, how to approach him on the ground, it cannot be detected deliberately. This needs to be carefully arranged."

Garon put away the map, counted all the wheels on his body, and suddenly his face darkened.

"The money may not be enough, the cost of getting there is enough, but there is no living expenses left, so I have to find a way to earn money. ”

He frowned slightly, thinking for a moment.

"Goethe has been working as a hired totem master before he took over, and now I can't even beat an ordinary totem master, so I don't have to think about it. But the totem needs to be repaired, and maybe I can try to take on some of these jobs. On the one hand, I can exercise my practical ability, and on the other hand, I can also use this identity to get close to Goethe and others. ”

He made up his mind and sorted out his thoughts. So he lay down and put out the lights and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Garon went to the repair shop in the night market early and went in to inquire about the specific repair costs. As expected, repairing the totem costs a lot of money. Thousands of times at every turn. Then it depends on the size of the scope of the repair and the severity of the repair. The tall ones are even more expensive than the totems themselves.

But it's a pity that repairing totems also requires a unit factory, and Garon not only doesn't have a unit factory, but also has a blind eye for the common totem categories on the market, and can't understand anything.

In desperation, I had to leave for the time being.

After buying the ticket to leave, Galleon simply set off directly. Along the way, I pondered the maintenance methods in this area.

After leaving White Gascar, he spent two days in a row. After several transfers, I finally got out of the Green Forest border and entered Hana Province. Without the slightest delay, I bought a train ticket from the capital of Hana Province to Gravel City.

Gravel City is not far from Tietan City, and it is a large trading city. It was a port city in the Ravis Empire and was very developed.

It takes two or three days for the train to arrive.

Garon bought a sleeper, bought some food and drink, and only a dozen silver wheel cloths were left on his body, and he didn't dare to spend more.

Two days and five hours, when I arrived at Gravel City, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

By the time I transferred from Gravel City to Tietan City, it was almost dawn.

During this time, Garon also completely figured out how to improve his totem, and if he forced the totem to be promoted with potential points, two conditions were required.

One: I don't know about other departments, but the stronger the foundation, the more potential points are needed, and the fluorescent butterfly needs five potentials. And the rest do not yet know what is needed.

2. Potential improvement requires a certain amount of time to change, and it is not achieved overnight, but immediately. Just like when he first crossed over, he had to slowly adjust to it.

Garon didn't immediately raise the fluorescent butterfly, and he didn't dare to use it indiscriminately until he had found a new source of potential. As the level of strength becomes higher and higher, the cost of potential points is now also increasing. Once you use up this potential, you lose a chance to improve.

The early morning sunlight shone in through the window of the silver-veined small building, and there was a faint floating dust in the golden pillars of light.

On the second floor of the small building, the handsome harpist sang a funny clown tune, and a group of people sat around the side, being teased from time to time.

On the empty second floor, the floor is covered with black wooden boards, and all kinds of totemic patterns and oil paintings hang around it. At the counter, an old man with a white beard was wiping the ashes from the counter neatly, and then placing bottles of similar drinks on the table.

In the corner of the second floor, there are also a few guests who don't like to be noisy, sitting quietly in their seats and quietly eating their breakfast.

Galleon is one of them.

Dressed in a black robe, he looked like a monk, sitting quietly in his seat, eating his cheesecake and coffee set.

Located just outside the driveway of Titan, the Silver Mansion was one of the favorite pastimes of hired totems, and a favorite place for the future Grand Duke Goth.

It was here that Goethe and his two friends first met, on the second floor of this small building. It was an accident, and the two guests at the table had a verbal altercation, and the two stepped forward to persuade them to fight, but they were injured, and Goth was also affected, and then a scuffle began. You punch me and kick me, but no one really uses the totem. But because of this opportunity, the two people who persuaded him to look at Goth differently and invited him to join the mission team, so the three future best friends were formed.

It's been more than half a month since Galleon arrived here. The money on him is about to run out, and now he has no choice. In a night market totem repair shop, he found a job assembling the unit, and his master-level precision drawing happened to be better at assembling the unit. Although not fully exposed, the superb efficiency was also appreciated by the owner.

It's just that his salary has to wait for the end of the month to be paid, so he is still poor now.

He vaguely remembered that it was here that the three of Goth met, Goth, Jessica, and Andy. The three of them shouldn't really know each other yet, but it's coming soon.

Garon chose to come to Titan. The opportunity to intervene is also a major reason. The other two heroes are sooner or later, and the timing is not very right. Only the Gothic side is the closest.

However, Rao is like this, he has been guarding the silver building for more than half a month. There was no movement, and my heart was still a little impatient.

Time is running out for Galleon now.

There is still more than a month to go, and a big war will break out, and then. The whole battle will gradually spread to all parts of Shijie. There will also be more and more work to hire totem masters. Goethe's strength also grew by leaps and bounds during this time. They also formed a deep friendship with each other.

"It can't be because of the butterfly effect, I changed places," Garon took a sip of his coffee and took a sip of his coffee, slightly suppressing his uneasy mood.

I come and squat every day, there is no result, and there is no clue to find a new source of potential points, the crisis is getting closer and closer, and the time is getting closer and closer. Even Garon no longer has the original calmness at this time.

Wow

Suddenly, a group of strong, strangely dressed men came up again at the top of the stairs. A street thug who looked like a Voicer's robes, except for a silver four-pointed star stripe on his shoulder. Shows their status as a hired totemist.

The group sat down not far from Galleon. I shouted some cheese bread and a bucket of goat's milk wine, and began to eat and drink with a big grin.

After a while, a young woman in a white robe came up, wearing a white veil, with a slender figure and slightly rough skin, but she couldn't hide the curves of her youthful and energetic body. Full breasts, round buttocks.

Suddenly, the men who had drunk some wine earlier whistled.

The white-robed woman sat in a corner, ignoring the sounds around her, just ordering a cup of coffee and drinking it quietly.

Soon, a group of white-robed men and women followed, and a young man in the lead was dressed in nobility, frowning to see this scene.

"Shhhh

Bang!

One of the thug totems rushed up.

"*fuck you!, you fucking say it soon!?"

"Idiot!" the noble man glanced at the other party with disdain, "No wonder you are in heat when you see a woman, look at your virtue." Tsk"

"I'm grass!" "Look for death!"

The scolding and scolding voices suddenly became mixed, and the gangster totem masters all became angry at once, stood up and walked towards the white-robed group.

The white robe and the others were not to be outdone, the silver light on their bodies flashed slightly, and they took the initiative to disperse to meet them.

"I'm going to beat you so that your parents don't know each other!" "Kill them! I'll be responsible for the accident!" "How dare you be disrespectful to Sister Angela!"

A group of white-robed people seemed to be familiar with the road, and the fighting veterans rolled up their sleeves to meet them.

Both sides are totem masters, and this kind of brawl is basically to see whose protective totem light is strong enough, under the collision, mortals can't see it, but the silver lantern master can see the strength and weakness of the two sides after the collision.

Garon sat on the side, and his heart moved slightly when he saw this scene.

There is a city guard patrol near here, and the silver lantern master is not allowed to release the totem liliang indiscriminately, otherwise it will be a violation of the criminal law, this is an iron law, and no one is allowed to violate it. So these totems are hands-on, not totem fights. so as not to expand the scope of the scale.

The two groups of people quickly got together, and you and I didn't distinguish between them.

"Don't fight, don't fight," the old man at the counter shouted and persuaded him, but no one listened to him.

These two groups of people are obviously the children of the nobility on the one hand, and the wandering totem masters on the other, and neither of them is afraid of things. There was a lot of fighting, and a large number of tables and chairs were broken.

The singing harpist and some frightened guests hurried downstairs. (To be continued......)