Chapter 303 It's Easy II

In the early morning, the Grand Duke Swordsman walked out of his room, bathed in the morning light, and paced in the courtyard.

She kept looking at the room where Dean was, with a hint of expectation in her eyes, but more worry - what Dean said when they parted last night kept her up all night.

She didn't think Dean was a big talker.

But because of this, she became even more worried.

After all, the practice of any secret technique is done step by step, step by step, and any practice that ignores the rules and crosses stages will endanger oneself.

And such examples are not without.

Instead, abound!

There are definitely not a few people who naturally want to take shortcuts—some big families want to get ahead, but they don’t have collaterals with more resources, and there are people who have certain resources but want more.

When you are irrational, you will always choose this road of no return that seems to have a chance to fight, but is essentially no return.

The archduke swordsman, absolutely does not want Dean to choose this path.

After all, Dean has a promising future just by his current performance, and there is no need to do this at all.

"Even if you lose, you can make a comeback... because your fundamentals are not these—but if you hurt your fundamentals, you will never have another chance!"

The Grand Duke Swordsman muttered to himself in a low voice.

If there is a mistake in the cultivation of the secret technique, the biggest disadvantage is that not only will the body suffer serious damage, but also, sometimes it is irreversible.

Simply put, it is impossible to cure it with medicine.

With such an injury, no matter how great the future is, it will be over.

Thinking that such a result might happen to Dean, the Archduke Swordsman became more and more impatient in his heart.

There was a hint of worry on that soft face.

Just a concern among friends. But with sincerity!

When the sun rose a little higher and the sunlight flooded the entire courtyard, the door of Dean's room opened. Dean stepped out of it.

"Dean,

you……"

The archduke swordsman subconsciously wanted to advise Dean not to be impatient. However, just as the words came out of their mouths, they stopped involuntarily.

Because, she keenly felt a little difference in Dean.

The appearance has not changed much, but the figure seems to be a little taller, and a very obscure and integrated breath looms on Dean's body, echoing the ground he is standing on.

It's like breathing. One breath and one breath, together and up and down.

That kind of coordination seems to be the way it should be.

"This, this, [Power of Mountain Soul]!"

The Archduke Swordsman was stunned, and then looked at Dean in disbelief.

Out of curiosity, although the Dagong swordsman has not practiced the secret technique of [Mountain Soul Power], he has read it countless times, especially the notes left by his predecessors. It is almost backwards.

And in it, it is described in detail that [Mountain Soul Power] can be used as the core strength. The way it looks in battle.

'Breathe with the earth! '

This is the most recorded sentence in the notes.

Almost without thinking, the Archduke Swordsman can be sure that this sentence describes Dean's current state.

"Ok!"

Dean smiled and nodded, then, pointing at the far away, said: "I think such news should be informed to the rest of the people in advance!"

After finishing speaking, Dean strode towards the residence where the old Marquis was.

Behind Dean, the archduke swordsman was in a trance. Only then did he react.

However, as soon as he reacted. The Archduke Swordsman smiled wryly in an instant——

The territories of the four towns...

Thinking of the territory that needs to be accumulated by several generations, the owner changed overnight. As well as the reaction of the old Marquis and the second son of the Marquis, the Grand Duke's swordsman quickly chased after him.

...

The residence of the Marquess of York does not have the slightest aristocratic style.

It completely looks like a barracks, just like other layouts in York City.

Therefore, even a restaurant that should be full of warmth looks clean, neat, and even... simple.

A tabletop that has not been treated, and which has been smoothed by the strength of the years, and a table foot made of bricks.

Four chairs without backs.

In turn, he was the old Marquis, the chief guard of the old Marquis, the eldest son and the second son of the Marquis.

There are three things on the table, dried bread that can be used as a weapon, greasy meat, and a salad made up of vegetables and fruits.

This kind of food standard is only found in ordinary middle-class families.

Shouldn't be at the table of a Marquis.

However, the old Marquis has been here for decades, at most adding some other things on special festivals.

Of course, there are some differences—

quantity!

Three servings of unrefined food are amazing in quantity, enough for ten people to put on the table.

The chief guard of the old Marquis and the eldest son of the Marquis did not speak, and ate food in silence according to the rules set by the old Marquis, while the second son of the Marquis simply ate two fruits, and then quietly Sitting there, obviously, he was really not interested in such rough food.

Obviously, the old marquis seemed to be familiar with his second son.

He ate half of the food for ten people by himself, and the remaining half was divided between the chief guard and the eldest son of the old Marquis.

Undoubtedly, the second son was not involved at all.

When the last plate with food was removed, the old Marquis raised his head and looked at his second son. When he saw him sitting there with a smile on his face, the old Marquis frowned subconsciously.

However, he did not say more.

For this second son who has no talent and doesn't know how to work hard, he has already been deeply disappointed.

If it wasn't because the other party had his own blood, the old Marquis promised that he would never care about the other party's life or death.

"Father, what do you think of [Frost Sword Art] and [Dragon Sword Art]?"

The second son of the Marquis saw his father's displeasure, but he, who was also used to it, naturally chose to ignore it. Direct intervention to the point.

The smile still maintained at the corner of his mouth is enough to show how proud the second son of the Marquis is at the moment.

"What do you think?"

The old Marquis frowned again and asked back.

"[Frost Sword Art] is the secret of the Frost Nobility. They definitely don't want it to be leaked out, and [Dragon Sword Art] is of great importance to the Gaosai royal family. It is self-evident-I think we can Get more benefits from it! Whether it is the Frost Nobility or the treasures of the Gaosai royal family, I think they are all opening their arms to us at this moment!"

The second son of the Marquis spoke his mind bluntly.

"Deren, this damages the knight's honor!"

The eldest son of the Marquis said in a deep voice.

"Of course, my brother, so... let me do these things! After all, I'm not a knight!"

The second son of the Marquis smiled and waved his hand. A calm look.

"Don't forget your identity as the second son of the York family!"

The eldest son of the Marquis had an unusually ugly complexion.

For the eldest son who was carefully cultivated by the old marquis, he was obviously just like his father in terms of staidness.

"Of course I haven't! How could I have forgotten?"

The second son of the Marquis spoke in a vague tone, then turned his head to look at his father, whose face was sinking like water, and smiled again: "My lord father, although you are one of the witnesses, but those who participated in this bet... It's me, which means I have the right to dispose of the items I won!"

After a pause, the second son of the Marquis seemed to have thought of something ridiculous. Continue to say.

"Of course, if I lose, the output will also be mine - although this is unlikely!"

"Deren. Your territory is inherited from your father!"

The eldest son of the Marquis reminded.

"Yes, yes, of course, but since I inherited it, it is naturally mine—not to mention, didn't I manage my territory with care? If there is no tax collected from my territory every year, brother, your knight order How did the weapons and armor appear? How did the horses and manpower be replenished?"

The second son of the Marquis asked back with a smile.

Immediately, the eldest son of the Marquis had nothing to say.

Face the facts. The eldest son of the Marquis never refuted.

And the second son of the Marquis obviously knew this very well, so. Seeing the brother who shut his mouth, he smiled more and more complacently.

even. He has already started planning to exchange these two secret arts for something!

Although he is very greedy for the Frost Noble's navigation skills, he has already obtained it, and the rest seems to be only ordinary Kimptons and the like.

However, the Gaosai royal family will definitely be able to come up with a lot of good things!

After all, Xiti and Jade are also very interested in royal secret arts!

"With [Dragon Sword Technique], I can handle the three royal families with ease... I don't know if the Emerald Duke is interested... or the princess of the Gaosai royal family..."

As if thinking of something proud, the second son of the marquis couldn't help laughing out loud.

And this made the old Marquis, whose face was sinking like water, let out a cold snort.

In those sharp eyes, anger began to brew.

However, soon, this anger was replaced by surprise——

Swish!

The old marquis who was sitting stood up suddenly, and the bench was brought down to the ground, but he seemed unconscious.

He just stared blankly at the two figures that gradually became clear outside.

"Breathe at the same time as the earth..."

The old Marquis muttered to himself, the surprise in his eyes became more intense as the figure approached.

The same is true of the old marquis's chief guard.

The eldest son of the Marquis was a little uncertain.

The second son of the Marquis was surprised by his father's actions, and then turned his head and saw Dean walking in. Immediately, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you ready to admit defeat for appearing here so early? However, Even if you admit defeat, I will not let go of the bet you paid!"

ps first update~

I got up late this morning, so this chapter is late... (to be continued) r655 ()