Listening to Gorvie, she is the best clansman in the entire family in recent decades, but at the rate of her progress, it will take at least 5 years before she can reach the threshold of the third order.

Just once it was a blessing in disguise, the strength of the companion tree man directly raised the upper limit of her ability, and under the impetus of the family secret method, the companion tree man grew at an extremely fast speed.

The energy of the two forms a positive cycle, pushing the strength of the other to a higher level almost every day.

Entering the third order is already a sure thing.

As the only third-order transcendent who had been promoted in recent years, this matter naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Gowey's family is one of the many secret blood families.

Their positioning is strange, they originate from the bloodline, but the energy contained in the bloodline is much lower than that of the real blood hunters.

This makes it impossible for them to improve according to the promotion channel of the blood hunter, but they need to polish their spiritual cultivation spells like wizards.

But also due to the inheritance of blood, they have a separate system of their own, which is somewhat incompatible with real wizards.

This difference in identity makes it impossible for them to be accepted by the Blood Hunters, nor can they integrate into the wizarding world.

Over time, a separate force was formed.

Many years ago, they threw themselves into the arms of the Knights of the Round Table, but what they didn't expect was that this decision did not change their lives.

On the contrary, a large number of family bloodlines were lost in the endless inheritance rituals, and the strength declined repeatedly, and only a limited number of high-end combat power remained.

There is a fault line in the backbone.

It is for this reason that Govie's promotion is extremely grand.

After leaving some information and making the corresponding preparations, Roger set off for the place that Glovy had mentioned.

The watch shop he used to go to.

He was greeted by the familiar woman, who surprised Roger that she had been looking at Roger with an extremely strange look ever since he entered the room.

"Is there anything unusual about me?" Roger couldn't help but ask.

The woman looked at him as if she were looking at a piece of goods, and in the kind of judgment.

"It looks okay, but I don't know if it's useful......"

"What are you talking about?" Roger asked again.

"Oh, nothing." The woman glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall, "Choose a way to get around." ”

The woman said, pointing to several timekeeping tools in front of Roger.

Roger was slightly stunned, "Where is the means of transportation?" ”

All he saw was an hourglass, a pocket watch, a wall clock, and something quirky, like an alarm clock.

"Take your pick." The woman seems reluctant to explain too much.

Without any hesitation, Roger chose the palm-sized hourglass, which was almost the same shape as the circle in his mind, which made him inexplicably pour out a lot of goodwill.

"Good choice."

"Pick it up, go into the woods and turn the hourglass upside down."

Roger vaguely seemed to understand something, these things in front of him were obviously cursed items, and based on the appearance alone, he didn't know what he had chosen.

He picked up the hourglass on the table, a message was displayed on the notice board, glanced casually, and Roger nodded and left the watch shop.

Walking into the woods, turning the hourglass in your hand upside down, the strange thing is that the fine sand above did not fall to the bottom, the hourglass suddenly cracked a gap, and all the fine sand gushed out.

The yellow sand was flying, and when it was back to normal, a troika appeared in front of Roger's eyes.

"Funny little trick."

This fairytale opening made Roger look forward to the next journey.

The fairy tales of the recent period are too spicy, and he desperately needs some peaceful and warm scenes to soothe his soul poisoned by dark fairy tales.

There was no driver in the carriage, and when Roger got into the carriage, the whip in front of him was raised, and the carriage drove into the woods.

The speed picks up, and the view outside the window distorts, letting Roger know that the place he entered does not exist in the real world.

The carriage was both a means of transportation and one of the ways to get in and out.

Roger relaxed, no longer looking at the distorted scenery outside the window, he stretched, leaned back, and immediately a mass like fine sand enveloped him.

Time flew by, and Roger couldn't even feel the carriage slow down, the doors opened, and a voice rang out outside.

"Who could it be?"

"The Curtivans, or Olesto?"

"Neither." Roger smiled and stepped out of the carriage, and two green-haired girls were standing in the grass, surrounded by colorful flowers.

"I'm a friend of Goldway, Roger, and I've been invited to her promotion ......"

"You're Roger?" A somewhat familiar voice sounded, and Roger looked sideways, and a slender girl with beautiful blue eyes was looking at him in surprise.

"You ......"

"You haven't seen me, but I've heard Govi mention your name many times."

The girl beckoned.

"Come with me, I'll take you to Govy."

A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she quietly glanced at the two girls who received Roger.

The small movements between the three of them naturally did not escape Roger's eyes, but he didn't really care about it, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

"I've heard that there are some strange rules in the Secret Blood Family."

Roger looked at the blue-eyed girl.

"Although you are beautiful, we have only met for the first time......"

He feigned hesitation and said, "Isn't this going to be too fast?" ”

"Haha!"

"He's not that gullible."

A petite girl came out of the woods, and compared with not long ago, Gewei at this time had some more inexplicable momentum.

Gowi was much shorter than Roger, and she had to look up when she stood in front of Roger at this time.

"Come with me, I'll take you to a resting place."

"In addition, many rumors about the Secret Blood Family in the outside world are false."

"It's just you at night, you'd better not have anything else to think about."

Roger shrugged.

"I'm just here for your promotion ceremony, what else can I think?"

The two walked side by side, Glovy's green hair drooping naturally, and the red pattern on her snow-white neck loomed.

There is a familiar energy surge in the pattern.

Princess Rose.

"There is one thing I hope I can help with this promotion ceremony."

Pregnant with a little distraught, she didn't look up to Roger until she reached a wooden house.

"We inherit the bloodline, and the continuation of the bloodline is the top priority of the secret blood family, and there will be an open challenge before the ceremony."

"The Guardians will fight all the challengers who come to show their love publicly, and this person should have been my brother, but alas, ......"

Gorville shook her head, "It's just part of the process, it doesn't mean I'll pick the winner as my lover." ”

"But you don't want to reject everyone, so you ask me to defeat all the suitors for you?" Roger added.

He looked at Gloy with a strange expression.

"So you called me for this reason."

He sighed softly.

"I thought ......"

"Why?" Gorvy asked.

But then she understood something.

"Huh."

"I took you as a friend, but you ......"