People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 214 Office

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"Is this also bathed in dragon's blood?"

Lothar felt a little outrageous.

Regardless of whether this fusion monster made of various materials is considered a giant dragon, he has never encountered this black fusion monster before, so it can be regarded as "bathing"?

It is really confusing.

Lothar no longer struggled with the issue of "bathing". He could feel that the mental and physical strength in his body that had been dried up due to the use of the Holy Lance became full again as the level increased.

Killing this fusion monster actually made him rise to three levels in a row.

It is one level higher than the body that killed Lagmani.

But to be honest, he didn't feel how strong this fusion monster was, probably because Jeanna's "Holy Spear" was too strong in terms of attack power.

"Anna, is this monster a dragon?"

Anna explained: "For wizards, dragons are very precious but often used materials, so it must contain dragon ingredients."

"Are you using a spell that attacks dragons?"

Lothar shook his head and said, "No, my family motto is 'bath in dragon's blood'. Every time I kill a giant dragon, I can recover one point of my strength."

Anna said thoughtfully: "Then I recommend you to go to the territory of Ross and the Normans. It is the last paradise of dragons. The dragons in the human world are almost wiped out by wizards."

In this extraordinary world, only wizards are the masters. Due to the problem of living alone, the population of dragons is still sluggish even though their individual abilities are strong.

Lothar nodded and said, "I'll think about it, but I can't leave now."

Anna chuckled and said, "Heh, I really can't understand why a wizard like you wants to be a secular lord. Do you have a hobby of acting?"

The tree of life was fine, and no one died because of it. Everyone was happy with the ending, which made Anna's tense nerves relax-no need to owe favors.

To be precise, it's because the favor is not big, so it's easy to pay back.

Lothar chatted with Anna for a while before realizing that he seemed to have forgotten Hans, so he hurriedly walked not far away.

Hans's brain was a little drowsy, he barely opened his eyes, and said in a weak voice: "My lord, you are finally here, and I have not insulted the mission you gave me."

"Well, you did a great job."

"Can you get up?"

Hans tried it, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't work."

Lothar nodded and said, "Then you lie down for a while, and I'll let Anna use the levitation technique to dig you out later. And——Hans, if there is a next time, protect yourself first."

"The tree of life is very important, but not as important as you."

Hearing this, the Tree of Life raised its branches angrily, making a rustling sound.

Lothar said without looking back: "Go and eat, eat up all the corpses of this monster, it's best to strengthen your self-defense capabilities."

"It's impossible for me to provide you with a bodyguard."

The Tree of Life immediately pulled out several branches hidden in the ground, entangled Nidhogg's body and dragged it into the ground.

Anna used the levitation technique to take Hans out of the pit, poured a bottle of healing potion, and put it aside to slowly recover.

Grabbing a branch of the tree of life casually, he said in amazement: "These branches and leaves are full of vitality, and they are quite good ingredients for potions."

"Maybe I should set up an office in Jerusalem, not only to buy these branches from you, but also as a window to buy precious materials from Black Africa."

"what do you think?"

Lothar smiled and said, "Of course it couldn't be better."

The branches of the tree of life regenerate very quickly, and cutting a few branches every day will not have much effect. Of course, cutting too many branches will still affect its development speed.

"Nissaya, come here."

The little witch came here shyly. Her injuries were healed by the potion, and she recovered quickly.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she bowed her knees and said: "Thank you for your help, Lord Lothar, I was a little offended by your attitude before, please forgive me."

"You're welcome, Anna and I are old friends, and you are her most outstanding student. I can't just sit idly by."

Fringira was holding a small tin box—probably made of tinplate, and pulled out what looked like a cigarette, but it was actually just a chocolate bar biscuit.

She stuffed it into her mouth, and the sweet taste spread from the tip of her tongue, which made her laugh so hard that she showed a pair of small white teeth of a vampire.

Although it is Celinina's biscuit box, God knows what it is, when will it be summoned?
Before that, it belonged to me!
Coors managed to tidy up his beggar's attire, looked at Fringila, and softened his expression: "Miss, long time no see."

"what?"

"Coors, why are you here? Are you still in such a mess?"

The smile on Coors' face froze for a moment.

You didn't even notice I was there.

Immediately without changing his face, he said: "My lord called me to preside over the internal affairs of Port Ella, and I just happened to pass by."

"That's really a coincidence. This... I don't know what kind of monster it is. It doesn't seem to be easy to deal with."

"Yes, it's smart, and that's the hardest part."

"My current ability is too simple, and it's not like you can use all kinds of blood magic. Once the enemy sees through the shortcomings of the blood shadow secret technique, you will fall into a passive position."

Coors hopes that he can be promoted to the Elite One stage as soon as possible, but he also knows that he is definitely not at the top of the promotion list.

Fringila patted Coors on the shoulder like a grown-up: "Don't worry, Coors, your greatest talent is not in combat, but in internal affairs."

It's getting late.

The sun is setting in the west.

At the head of New Habsburg, Anna and Nishaya bid farewell to everyone.

Before leaving, she offered an invitation: "Lothar, do you have the idea of ​​going to Constantinople with me as a guest?"

Lothar was slightly taken aback.

Recalling that he also had a mock battle to play the role of Constantine XI, the last emperor of Paleo, to defeat the ambitious conqueror and save the ancient city.

But at that time, Constantinople had been looted by the Crusades, decayed, and exploited by many idiot emperors. The baptism of civil war was already hard to return.

The population is so sluggish that there are only tens of thousands of people, and they all have different ideas, and they are full of capitulators.

Compared with the still powerful Eastern Empire, although it is already going downhill, it is far behind.

The Middle Ages began with the demise of the Western Empire and ended with the demise of the Eastern Empire. The time span spanned nearly a thousand years, and they were all inseparable from the connection with this ancient empire.

"If I have the chance, I will definitely visit."

Lothar nodded solemnly.

Anna smiled: "But not now, right?"

"Ah."

"If you need it, contact me anytime, I owe you a favor."

Lothar nodded and said, "Okay."

Anna and Nishaya turned into two owls and flew into the air. A human smile appeared on her face: "Goodbye, Hannya, Flynn, and Miss Jeanne."

(End of this chapter)