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

Her eyes kept looking at Dean's room, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes, but more of concern - what Dean said during the separation last night had kept her awake all night.

She didn't think Dean was a big talker.

But because of this, she was even more worried.

After all, the cultivation of any secret art is done step by step, step by step, and any cultivation that ignores the rules and crosses the stages will endanger itself.

And such examples are not unfounded.

On the contrary, abound!

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

When you are irrational, you will always choose this seemingly opportunity to fight, but it is essentially the point of no return.

The Grand Duke of Swordsmanship definitely doesn't want Dean to choose this path as well.

After all, Dean is just a cousin now, and he is already promising, and there is no need to do this.

"Even if you lose, you can make a comeback...... Because that's not what you're trying to do -- but if you hurt your roots, there's no chance! ”

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

The biggest drawback of the arcane cultivation is that not only will the body be harmed by the strictness, but also, sometimes, it will be irreversible.

To put it simply, it is incurable with drugs and the like.

And with such an injury, no matter how great the future. It's also over.

The thought of Dean could have such an outcome. The Grand Duke Swordsman's heart became more and more impatient.

on that soft countenance. There was a hint of concern.

It's just a worry between friends, but it's sincere!

When the sun rose a little higher, and the sun was shining all over the courtyard, the door to Dean's room opened, and Dean stepped out of it.

"Dean, you ......"

The Grand Duke Sword Master subconsciously wanted to advise Dean not to be anxious, but the words had just come out. I couldn't help but stop.

Because, she keenly felt a little difference in Dean's body.

His appearance hadn't changed much, but he seemed to be taller, and a very subtle, blending aura loomed over Dean's body, echoing the ground he was standing on.

It's like breathing, breathing in and out, and falling together.

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

"This, this, [The Power of the Mountain]!"

The Grand Duke swordsman was stunned. Then, looking at Dean in disbelief.

Out of curiosity. [The Power of the Mountain], although the Grand Duke Sword Master has not cultivated, he has read it I don't know how many times, especially the notes left by the predecessors who have cultivated, and they are almost memorized.

In it, it is described in detail that the [Yama Spirit] can be used as a core force and what it looks like during battle.

'Breathe with the earth!' ’

This is the most recorded sentence in the notes.

Almost without thinking, the Grand Duke Swordsman could be sure that this sentence described Dean's state at the moment.

"Hmm!"

Dean smiled and nodded, and then, pointing at the distance, said, "I think this kind of news should be informed of the rest of the people in advance!" ”

With that, Dean strode towards the old marquis's residence.

And behind Dean, the Grand Duke Sword Master was in a trance for a moment, and then he reacted.

However, as soon as he reacted, the Grand Duke Swordsman instantly smiled bitterly-

Territory of the four towns......

Thinking of this territory, which would take several generations to accumulate, the change of master overnight, and the reaction of the old marquis and the second son of the marquis, the chief swordsman of the Grand Duke chased after him quickly.

……

The residence of the Marquis of York, without the slightest aristocratic style.

It was exactly the appearance of a barracks, just like the rest of Yorktown.

Therefore, even a restaurant that should be filled with warmth should appear clean, neat, and even ...... Shabby.

A table top that has not undergone any treatment, relying on the power of time to smooth it out, and the legs of the table made of bricks.

Four chairs without backrests.

In turn, he was the old marquis, the chief of the old marquis's guard, the marquis's eldest son and second son.

On the table were three things, sun-dried, weapon-ready bread, greasy cuts of meat, and a salad made of vegetables and fruits.

Such a standard of food will only appear in the average medium-sized family.

It shouldn't have been at a marquis's table.

However, the old marquis has been here for decades, and at most he adds something else to a special holiday.

Of course, there are some differences.

Quantity!

Three servings of food that were not delicate enough, but the quantity was amazing, enough for ten people, and it was placed on the table.

The old marquis's chief guard and the marquis's eldest son did not speak, and ate the food silently according to the rules set by the old marquis, while the second son of the marquis simply ate two fruits, and then sat there quietly, obviously, for such rough food, it was really not interesting.

And it is clear that the old marquis also seems to be familiar with his second son.

He ate half of the food for ten people alone, and the remaining half was divided between the chief of the old marquis's guard and his eldest son.

Undoubtedly, there was no part of the second son at all.

When the last plate containing the food was removed, the old marquis raised his head to look at his second son, and when he saw the other party sitting there with a smile, the old marquis subconsciously frowned.

However, nothing more was said.

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

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had his own bloodline, the old marquis promised that he would never care about the other party's life or death.

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

The second son of the Marquis saw his father's displeasure. But. He's also used to it. Naturally, I chose to ignore it and got straight to the point.

The smile that still remains on the corner of his mouth is enough to show the pride of the second son of the marquis at the moment.

"What do you think?"

The old marquis frowned again and asked rhetorically.

"The Sword of Frost is a secret tradition of the Frost Nobles, and they don't want it to be leaked, and the importance of the Sword of the Dragon to the Royal Family of Gosai is self-evident - I think we can get more benefits from it! Whether it's the frost aristocracy. It's still a treasure of the royal family of Gosai, and I think it's opening its arms to us at the moment! ”

The second son of the marquis bluntly said his thoughts.

"Delenn, this is detrimental to the knight's honor!"

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

"Of course, my brother, so...... It's up to me to do this! After all, I'm not a knight! ”

The second son of the marquis smiled and waved his hand, looking indifferent.

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

The eldest son of the marquis, his face was unusually difficult to look at.

For this eldest son, who was carefully cultivated by the old marquis, it was obviously as old-fashioned as his father.

"Of course I didn't forget it! How could I forget jì? ”

The second son of the marquis said in a vague tone, and then. He turned his head to look at his father, whose face was sinking like water, and smiled again: "Father." Although you are one of the witnesses, you are involved in this bet. It is I who is in the covenant, which means that I have the right to dispose of what I have won! ”

After a pause, the second son of the marquis continued as if he had thought of something ridiculous.

"Of course, if I lose, I'll be exporting my stuff - although that's unlikely!"

"Delenn, your territory is inherited from your father!"

The eldest son of the Marquis reminded.

"Yes, yes, of course, but, since I have inherited, it is naturally mine—not to mention, have I not managed my territory with care? If there is no tax collected from my territory every year, how did the weapons and armor of your knights come to be, brother? How are war horses and manpower replenished? ”

The second son of the marquis asked with a smile.

Suddenly, the eldest son of the marquis had nothing to say.

Faced with the facts, the eldest son of the marquis will never refute it.

And the second son of the marquis obviously knew this, so he looked at his brother who had closed his mouth, and he laughed more and more proudly.

Even, he has already begun to plan what to exchange for these two secret techniques!

The Frost Noble's navigational skills, although he is very greedy, have already mastered them, and the rest seems to be only ordinary Kimpton or the like.

However, the Royal Family of Gosai will definitely be able to come up with a lot of good things!

After all, for the secret art of the royal family, Hitty and Jade are also very interested!

"With the [Dragon Sword Technique] in my hands, I can easily navigate the three royal families...... I don't know, is the Jade Grand Duke interested...... Or that princess of the royal family of Gosai......"

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

And this made the old marquis, whose face was sinking like water, snorted coldly.

Anger began to brew in those sharp eyes.

Soon, however, this anger was replaced by astonishment.

Swish!

The old marquis, who was seated, stood up at once, and the bench was brought to the ground, as if unconscious.

He was stunned and looked at the two figures that gradually became clear outside.

"Breathe ...... with the Earth"

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

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

The eldest son of the Marquis was a little unsure.

The second son of the marquis was surprised by his father's movements, and then, when he turned his head, he saw Dean walking in, and suddenly, he couldn't help but smile: "Appearing here so early, are you ready to admit defeat?" However, even if you throw in the towel, you pay for the bet. Note, I won't let go of the same! ”

PS First Update~

I got up late this morning, and I said late in this chapter...... (To be continued......)