Chapter 658 Testing each other
"Damn it, I want to play."
Oded, who was counting money, muttered quietly during the night break. He had a good eye and made a lot of money in the peripheral handicap.
Imrik, who knew the nature of a warrior, did not refrain from adding extra points to this game. Under the premise of limiting the upper limit of the amount, the Dragon Prince's herald opened a handicap on the periphery.
If you are confident, come and give it a try. The winner will not only get honors, but also practical monetary rewards.
Counting how many small notes there were in his hands, Oded felt happy.
A piece of paper is worth ten gold leaf coins, and each time you press up to ten pieces, the odds are one to one. After playing for more than ten games, I almost have three hundred pieces of paper in my hand. This is faster than chopping wood on the mountain. too much.
There are hundreds of games to come, how can I make hundreds of thousands of gold leaf coins?
"Prince..." The old guard hesitated. The influence of you counting money here is not good, and the Dragon Prince's herald made it clear.
If funds are deliberately raised to fight a match-fixing, not only will all the funds be confiscated, but the Dragon Palace will be held accountable afterwards, in order to prevent the duel from being overshadowed by small bets that are treated as fun.
Odd put the note away and pretended to cough twice, "I know that Imrik is turning a blind eye in the current game. He will definitely not be able to do this when he reaches the advancement stage." He
muttered Rolling his eyes, he didn't have the aura of the old prince at all. He put his hand on his old friend's shoulder and whispered,
"Go and find out the information about the Sword Master of Hoth. Don't worry about the Flameborn Knights. Imric will definitely let them lose on purpose." A few games to prevent the theme of this game from becoming empty. I guess the final winner of the team competition will not be Caledo." "
This is not good." The old guard looked embarrassed, originally he was just a Tim Why did the prince's external offer change? The other two countries didn't care that the upper limit was only one hundred gold leaf coins. It was really a shame.
Odd took out a lot of finger-width pieces of paper and was silent for a while, staring at the icon with the dragon prince's herald's mark on the paper for a long time. "
Jose, it takes an adult Asur five days to remove a block of wood from the paper," he said. It is transported out of the mountains and then takes another five days to be delivered to the dock to the carpenter. The money you get in the end is just enough to make ends meet. A piece of Warcraft skin requires risking one's life and going through many processes to barely meet the buyer's requirements, but The money we got is only a fraction.
But even so, the people of Charis still have no words to support the palace's actions. What I hold in my hands is not money, but responsibility." The
old guard sighed and left, the former prince It seems that after Caledo's rise, he has enlightened himself and has taken the initiative to put down his attitude and try to carry out the money-making matter to the end.
He carefully analyzed Imrik's actions since he succeeded to the throne. The Dragon Prince begging for food from the War Council has never appeared in Ulthuan. If Prince Caledor can do this, so can Prince Charis!
Encouraging the old guys to work harder tomorrow, Odd did not participate in the evening banquet of Imrik's group of young people, and just sat on the small bench and ate the food.
On the other hand, Imrik's side was much more lively, as if they were holding a social banquet, each introducing their glorious deeds, including killing Druzi and Chaos Barbarians, and finding many beasts to satisfy their hunger in the Annulli Mountains. Simple, but still enjoyable.
Imrik smiled as he listened to Creon bragging about his glorious deeds of killing Druchi in the Battle of Fennoir Plains, and how he pierced a Cold Lizard chariot with a lance, killing three opponents at once.
It's a good thing to blend into the atmosphere, and it will be more harmonious to fight together in the future.
I habitually handed the cup aside and waited for the servant to fill it up with wine, but after waiting for a while, I still didn't hear the familiar sound of water dripping.
Thinking that this servant wouldn't have the guts to do so, the prince didn't even pour wine and called the person in charge of the ambassador to come over, questioning who was responsible for such stupid material preparation. The ambassador was already a little numb. This was not a visiting group, but a sightseeing group taken by Prince Long.
His tone was calm, as if he was resigned to his fate.
"Your Highness, the drinks prepared are carefully calculated, just enough to drink during the voyage." "It's
so unlucky that there is no wine to celebrate the soldiers after the duel." Imrik signaled the ambassador to get out of here, and turned around and threw him to the The communication department between the Phoenix Court and Caledor has yet to hone its abilities.
He scratched his head and wondered where he could find a drink. Imric, who was feeling energetic, thought that he must have just rushed into Athel Loren and snatched Aslay's drink, which was convenient and trouble-free.
Having roughly guessed what Imrik was thinking, Tigris sighed and took the initiative to take over the job.
"Augsger and I went to Bordeaux to buy some wine."
Before Imrik could speak, Teclis had already pulled the magic swordsman who was listening to Creon's bragging and disappeared into a white light.
The noisy and lively dinner lasted for a long time, and the atmosphere finally reached its peak after Tigris brought not only wine, but also a large amount of logs and raw meat.
Let go of the differences brought about by identity, enjoy this wasteland far away from the political environment of Ulthuan, and let it become an indelible mark.
The leader of the Gray Eagles watched everything in silence. His amazing eyesight allowed him to see everything that happened clearly, feeling the eliteness of the Assur warriors.
They also suspected something. They had known for a long time that someone was waiting in the forest, but they did not send any manpower to find out the situation, intending to show their strength here.
"Are you confident that you can defeat them?" A cold female voice echoed in the leader's ears. The blond woman wearing a deer antler crown looked at the lively Asul camp in the distance with an air of eternal death.
"Poison, attacks, traps... they can die in many ways, but not as warriors." The leader hinted that the Gray Eagle team's area of expertise is not hand-to-hand combat, and the three groups playing today are all Osu. An's most elite close-range assault warrior.
"That means no." The maid's words were still cold, making a judgment on behalf of the queen. She was still staring at the Asul camp, and through the obstruction of the crowd, she seemed to see the prince who was considered a threat.
He talks and laughs very normally, like a noble man catering to the praise of others, but a deeper side is hidden under this temperament.
"Aslay needs to participate in this game. Araloth can choose two of His Majesty's warriors at will." "
Understood." The leader, who has no interest in so-called politics, said he knew that Aslay always wanted to get rid of the contemptuous name of Ulthuan Colony. , but Fenuba's gentle policies and modest remarks made it impossible for them to solve the problem in their favorite way.
Asrai is a hunter, a killer, and a dancer, but he is not a politician. A proper show of force may make Asul give up on deepening the relationship.
(End of chapter)