The Emerald Tower

Boom, boom!

When the knock on the door sounded, Dean woke up leisurely, leaving him from the chair, moving his body as he walked-the hourglass on the table made Dean know that he would not be asleep for more than five minutes, but only The five-minute rest made him feel refreshed, a feeling of exhaustion.

However, in the next moment, Dean found something wrong--

All the scars on his body that were under the sword of the ‘Random Killer’ disappeared, not only that, but also all his health and energy values ​​were restored!

"this is……"

Almost instinctively, Dean took out the crystal.

Except for this crystal from the body of the "killer", Dean can't think of anything else that can make him appear such a fast recovery, even if it is a digitized body, it will not be possible for at least five minutes or so. Such a degree-relying on natural recovery, a little energy recovery takes about ten minutes, and with Dean's energy value of 25.3 at the moment, a complete recovery will take at least a few hours.

Dean stared at the crystal, and the misty air in it disappeared a lot.

"Do I rely on these recovery?"

Dean guessed subconsciously.

And the evaluation and introduction given to this crystal by the system is still ‘? ? ? ’Three question marks.

It’s not that the system can’t distinguish, but Dean’s is only limited—in fact, the system’s evaluation and introduction are almost all based on Dean’s knowledge; in short, it’s like This crystal, when Dean could not grasp the knowledge in it. The system cannot give accurate evaluation and introduction.

"Head! Head. Are you okay?"

Just when Dean was observing the crystal in his hand. Ike's voice rang outside the door.

"nothing!"

Dean opened the door while talking; then, Dean saw the gauze and potion in the hands of his subordinates at first sight, and he immediately laughed: "Thank you, Ike!"

"This is what we should do, and we didn't help before, only at this time..."

The captain of the thin body. There was a frustration on his face. Obviously, he was still brooding about what happened before; however, the next moment, the thin captain pointed to Dean's strong and restored body, and gave a shock. Call: "Head, your injury!"

"Completely restored!"

Dean answered with a smile.

"But, it was clear before..."

Ike's face was thick and incredible.

"My talent is [Giant Change], I have extraordinary resilience in itself!"

Dean didn't hesitate. He replied straightforwardly-Dean instinctively concealed the crystal he didn't know. It's not that he doesn't trust, but that too many people know before he can figure out the true origin and determine whether there is danger, and it will only make the whole thing more complicated.

And Dean is definitely not a person who complicates things.

"The talent of a knight?"

Looking at Dean who nodded, Ike's face was full of envy.

"One day you... Ike, there is one thing I want you to help!"

Dean almost subconsciously encouraged him, but before the words could be spoken, he changed the subject-as one of the people under observation, Dean knew very well that Ike’s talent was far inferior to Xiren and Cha. De, not even Mach, can only be said to be average among ordinary people.

With such a talent, it is obviously difficult to become a knight.

At least, according to Dean's assessment, even if the opponent keeps exercising, he still has to reach this goal at about 30 years old-this is the result of various medicines.

If it is only oneself, then it is absolutely hopeless in this life.

Therefore, Dean absolutely does not want to ‘mislead’ the other party with his own words-Dean is very clear about the trust these young people have in him.

At the same time, he definitely doesn't want to betray such trust.

and so--

"Although the body has recovered, I have to deal with too many things. Therefore, I cannot take care of too many of these medicines, but these medicines are indispensable in your next practice... Ike, you are willing to learn medicine with me. ?"

Dean pointed to the utensils on the table not far away.

"Pharmaceutical? Would you like to teach me medicine?!"

A surprise appeared on Ike's face.

For civilians, mastering any craft is worthy of surprise, because it means being able to survive; although as one of the captains of the Knights, the thoughts Ike cultivated since childhood have not changed; more What's more, what Dean taught him was pharmacy—a skill that was only mastered by a few people.

You know, in the town of Tyre, no one except Isco knows such skills.

As for being sick?

Most of them rely on physical resistance and some local methods.

"Do you want to?"

Dean looked at Ike in surprise, and asked without a smile.

"Of course! Please teach me medicine!"

Ike nodded repeatedly.

"Well, then from tomorrow, I will start teaching you from the basics, about half an hour a day, and then you have to learn to recognize herbs by yourself—well, you can write individual words. This is not good, you need more Knowledge reserve is enough; not just you, Xiren and others are the same... well, I will arrange teachers later!"

Dean made arrangements and decisions.

"Thank you again for everything!"

Ike respectfully salutes.

After that, the thin captain hurriedly left the room. Obviously, he couldn't wait to share the news.

And just as Ike left,'White Rose', the Grand Duke's swordsman, appeared at the door of Dean's room, and with Dean's consent, she stepped in.

Snapped!

The door was closed, and Dean's invitation, the other person sat in front of the fireplace, and Dean threw a few pieces of wood into the fireplace. The flame suddenly jumped up. Brings more warmth to the entire room.

"Dean. You are a very considerate person... the boy before, has no talent."

The Grand Duke, who was sitting there, said slowly.

"Not considerate, but trust-they trust me, so I can't let them down!"

Dean answered as he picked up a copper jug ​​filled with water and placed it on the bonfire shelf of the fireplace.

"Is it also because of the previous battle with the ‘slayer’?"

The Grand Duke's swordsman asked.

"Part of it. The other part is because of myself-my honor is naturally defended by my hands... I don't mind relying on others, except when fighting!"

Dean sat opposite the Grand Duke Swordsman, and replied very seriously.

"The stubbornness of the knights!"

The Grand Duke Swordsman said this.

And for this evaluation, Dean did not object, as for "White Rose" himself?

Although he was baptized by a knight, "White Rose" did not really regard herself as a knight except for serving under the command of Grand Duke Jade.

The same goes for the "Black Rose" who is equally famous with her.

In fact, most emerald nobles are like this; however, it is precisely because of this. Only those who adhere to the chivalry way appear more independent.

of course. This is not annoying.

At least, the "White Rose" in front of me looks like this——

"Dean, do you know Frost Nobles?"

Very straightforward, the Grand Duke's swordsman, asked like this.

"Well, I know... there is a trace of blood like this in my family!"

Dean nodded, and after hesitating, gave an answer.

After simulating the sword of a frost elf, Dean had already prepared for this inquiry. Even, Dean could guess what the other party came for.

After all, although the Frost Nobles have fallen, they still have a power that cannot be underestimated.

It is worthy of anyone to come to win.

Even the Grand Duke of Emerald is no exception-the Grand Duke has integrity and kindness, which is true, but as the Duke of Emerald, her love for jade is also true.

Therefore, the Great Women's Association actively maintains the stability of jadeite.

And those Frost aristocrats who are not small in power obviously need the Grand Duke to consider.

In this regard, Dean expressed his understanding.

Therefore, without waiting for the Grand Duke’s swordsman, he continued to ask, and Dean said straightforwardly: “Where my blood comes from, this is something I can’t decide, but where I am and where I go, it’s up to me. It's decided-I am a Jadeite, I know this very well and will remember it; and... I am grateful for the life-saving grace of Grand Duke Jade!"

"The great Duke's life-saving grace to you is also to repay your righteous help!"

The Grand Duke’s swordsman clearly knew what had happened in Fort Vauban. She said as soon as Dean’s voice fell; however, a smile appeared on her face, no doubt, in response to Dean’s answer, this The Grand Duke’s swordsmanship was very satisfied; then, she said: "The potions needed for [Sharp Palm Art] and [Stone Body Art] have arrived... I don’t need you to make any more!"

Speaking of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the Grand Duke's swordsmanship master subconsciously glanced at the potion utensils on the table not far away.

Seeing what the other person looked like, Dean immediately shrugged his shoulders self-knowingly, and said, "I'm grateful, otherwise, if I make medicinal herbs into potions, it won't work at my current level."

"Distraction is not good!"

The Grand Duke’s swordsmanship warned like this.

"The family inheritance requires me to inherit; do you need something to drink? I have homemade fruit tea here!"

Dean said, stood up, took the copper kettle of boiling water, and asked the Grand Duke's swordsman.

Dean didn't want to dwell on this issue, after all, some things could not tell the other party at all.

For example: the system on him.

For example: The grandduke's life-saving grace he said did not refer to the time at Fort Vauban.

ps first update~ (to be continued...)