Blue Sword

After a few days, the three of them finally "persuaded" all the people on the list given by Frederick.

Although some die-hards are still tough-talking, they have undoubtedly completely relaxed in their hearts. As long as Frederick reveals his interests at the next clan meeting, even if they can't lose face to support, they will no longer be able to raise reasons to oppose.

As for most of the outsiders, they have fully committed to the camp of the main war faction, and they can't wait to wave the flag and shout for the family right now.

Of course, Medea also did some tricks when implanting the idea:

Since what we want to annex is the Principality of Swabia, which is the fiefdom of the Griffin family, it is undoubtedly a more appropriate plan to take advantage of the situation and deal with the Duke of Franconia, preferably by letting him be beaten to death by His Majesty the Emperor.

To be honest, dealing with these nobles is more tiring than going directly to the battlefield.

The etiquette of visiting, the way of speaking, and the accompanying expressions and body language must be appropriate and not rude.

Medea and Nora naturally knew these etiquette details.

Asker had no idea at all, but he was playing the role of Nora's secretary, so he only had to lower his head and write down the whole process. Medea was responsible for the conversation, and Nora, representing the Licinius family, put on airs and smiled throughout the process.

When everyone talked about the last day, Asker's hands were sore, Medea's mouth was dry, and Nora's face almost cramped with laughter, because these nobles were so good at pretending that they had completely changed their minds in their hearts, and they were still pretending on their faces. Pretending to be "reluctant", "although I have my own opinion", "but what you said is indeed reasonable", forcefully drag on what could have been discussed in a few minutes to several hours, with countless things sandwiched in between. Polite words.

"Loss! What a loss!" Back in the castle corridor, Medea complained, "How can a 20% increase in price be enough? If I had known it would be so tiring, I would have at least given him a 60% increase!"

"It's okay." Aske said, "We will get the extra price difference back later."

"Well, it's up to you." Medea said this and followed Nora back to the room. She plays the role of a war broker and political speaker that Nora invited from other places. Of course, she also has to live in a room in the castle.

Ask also returned to his bedroom, put water in the bathroom and washed his face. When he raised his head, he saw mist emerging from the reflection in the bathroom mirror.

At the same time, a gray figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"Wait a moment." Asik said, drying his face with a towel.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me." The figure in the mirror said.

"If I didn't know who you were," Asker said, staring into the mirror, "I wouldn't have stuffed the money into the corpse's mouth that day."

"I don't know if you are brave or stupid." The figure said calmly, "I am the ferryman."

"The Ferryman of the River Styx."

"Since you know this ritual, you should also know your purpose and the corresponding price required to summon me."

"Of course." Asik said calmly, "I want to talk to Appilios, and he will pay the price."

"Are you sure he will pay the price for you?" The ferryman slowly stretched out his hand, and a long and narrow scythe emerged from the arm made of mist. Just looking at it made people feel like they were out of body and out of control. Feeling like, "If he refuses, your spirit body will be mine forever."

"Yes." Asik said hoarsely, "His granddaughter is here with me."

Ferryman:………………

I bet you are a kidnapper! Then for this hostage, Appilios will definitely pay the price.

However, the ferryman did not complain. Ever since he became a spirit body, such things as complaining have completely disappeared from him.

So he took a step back, and there was a sound of rushing water under his feet, as if he had stepped into the River Styx.

The figure gradually disappeared.

Ask stood in the bathroom. After a while, Sheila teleported to him from Hearth Island.

"What are you calling me for?" Sheila asked. When Nora came back just now, she said Asik asked her to go out for a while.

"Meet someone," Ask said.

"Who?" Silla was alert.

"Your grandpa." Ask replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, mist poured out of the mirror again.

From the mist reflected in the mirror, a canoe floated slowly out. Standing on the bow of the ship was a familiar figure to Sheila, who was none other than her grandfather, the city lord of Olympia, and the leader of the Spirit Sect, Appirios.

At the stern of the boat stood the figure of the ferryman, rowing behind him with a sickle handle.

"Grandpa!" Silla exclaimed, turning her head in disbelief - there was nothing behind her. She turned back and saw her grandfather standing in the reflection of the foggy mirror.

"Theodora." Appirius nodded and turned his gaze, "Ask."

"Sheila has been promoted to Level 6." Ask knew this person's speaking style, so he went straight to the point, "What we need next are the magic potions of Storm III and Meteor III."

"Is this why you came to me?" Appilios raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, she is your granddaughter."

"I'm also a member of your team." Appilios smiled, "I thought you would be reserved."

"This has nothing to do with being reserved, right?" Asik frowned and said, "The war is imminent, so it is important to improve your strength as soon as possible. If you clearly have family resources but don't use them, isn't it a pedantic behavior?"

Appelius was a little surprised. He originally thought that the young man was pursuing his granddaughter, so he teased him about the fact that he came to him for help for Theodora's subsequent promotion. Unexpectedly, the other party actually refuted him seriously, and for a moment he didn't think of how to answer.

"I have a task for you." Appilios finally said, "Complete it, and you can get the finished potions of Storm III and Meteor III."

Ask:………………

So these demigods are annoying. They are obviously gifts for their relatives, but they always like to use them to avoid mission rewards.

But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he couldn't provide any evidence that the other party had already prepared these two bottles of magic potion to be handed over to Sheila.

Besides, two bottles of Level III magic potion are indeed far more than the value of this mission.

Remember in the game before time travel, what was the final reward given to the players for this mission? It’s a bunch of Level III potion recipes, allowing players to choose one!

Even if they only choose the formula, players in the forum still made various ecstatic remarks like "spiritual shareholders" and "guard renewal".

After all, everyone had already expected: There were so many people taking on the task, and if each person was given a bottle of magic potion, Appilios would not be able to afford it even if the city of Olympia was emptied.

Calculated this way, Asik can get two bottles of Level III magic potion this time, isn't that a huge profit?

"Let's talk about your mission first." He thought for a long time and said.

"I have a subordinate." Appilios said calmly. "Following the order's instructions, he secretly lurked into the School of Life to obtain the formula for the advanced 'life' sequence."

"As a result, after completing the mission, he suddenly severed contact with the sect. What has been confirmed so far is that he is still alive and lurking in or around the city of Stuttgart. It is obvious that he has completely rebelled."

"Find him, kill him, and bring back the corresponding life sequence formula." Appilios finally said, "Then, these two bottles of magic potion are yours."

"Okay." Asik thought to himself that it was indeed that mission. As a prophet, it was not that difficult.

"Theodora." Appirius looked at his granddaughter again, his tone softened, "Has the last potion been digested?"

"Yeah." Silla nodded and said suddenly, "Grandpa."

"Didn't some dark elves appear in the city during the last demon wave?"

"I suspect that there are forces deliberately disrupting the order in the city... In short, you have to be careful about the people around you who have a lot of contact with you on a daily basis."

Appilios looked at her in surprise, feeling that his granddaughter seemed to know something.

"Okay." He nodded.

So in the reflection of the mirror, as the fog disappeared, the figures of Appirios and the ferryman gradually disappeared.

Silla stared blankly at the mirror, looking a little lost.

In the Styx River in the gap between the planes, the boat continued to slide forward.

"Level III potions... when did they become so worthless to you that you just give them away?" the ferryman asked casually.

"Ask, what do you think?" Appilios asked instead without answering directly.

"I can't see through it." The ferryman shook his head and added, "Spiritually speaking, he is just an ordinary Level 9 low-level human transcendent whose bloodline has not yet formed."

"But it just gives people a certain feeling that they can't see through it..." He leaned the sickle on the board of the ship and sighed, "There are actually humans that I can't see through."

"The Holy See rated him as R4." Appilios said, "In the beginning, it was just him alone, and then it expanded to his team, all of whom were R4."

The surroundings fell silent, leaving only the sound of the Styx flowing quietly.

"It's a bug, right?" the ferryman said, "That one from your human church..."

"Artificial intelligence," Appelius said.

"Artificial intelligence will occasionally malfunction, right?" the ferryman sneered, "R4? Who was the last R4? Gaius Julius Caesar, the Caesar of ancient Solomon, ended it with his own hands A character from the Third Age."

"The Solomon Senate at that time also thought so. R4, an unprecedented level, must be a program failure." Appilios said, "But the young Caesar felt like he was facing a powerful enemy, and he attacked the surrounding nobles. He borrowed a lot of money, spent it on banquets and gambling, and gave away his information to others for several years, finally making the senators and nobles relax their vigilance against him."

"It wasn't until he formed a secret alliance with Pompey and Crassus that he showed his real fangs. He squeezed out Biblos, who was also a consul, and took over all the power. The Senate was panicked and drove him out of Solomon City. As a result, Caesar came to Gaul and took office as governor. In the first year, he launched the Gallic War and gained countless wealth and the loyalty of soldiers."

"In the end, he led his army across the Rubicon River and returned to Solomon City as a conqueror. Only then did the Solomon elders intuitively realize the level of threat at the R4 level for the first time." Appelius sneered, " Artificial intelligence is not without its possibility of error, but who can be sure that it must be a program failure?"

"Why can't it be true? And if it is, then what?"

"If it's all R4." The ferryman was silent for a while and said in a slightly mocking tone, "Then what is this Cang Qing Sword mercenary group? The whole group is a future demigod or emperor? A single stomp can bring down the entire continent. A trembling figure?”

"Who knows," Appilios said lightly, "What the Holy See can currently infer is that Theodora will most likely be able to return to the country and regain the throne in the future."

"The premise is that your grandfather must help him." The ferryman said.

"Even if I don't help her, there will be no change in the future." Appirios smiled casually, "That's R4. Whether I am willing to help Theodora, at the level of R4, the evaluation factor It's not worth mentioning at all. Maybe she will surpass the demigod in the future, and maybe she will be infinitely close to the level of a god."

"If this is true, then this will be the most cost-effective investment in history." The ferryman said hoarsely, "Two bottles of level III magic potion, exchange for a near god with level 35 or above. Oh, and they kill After targeting the target person, the extraordinary characteristics of Life IV and Spirit IV that can be obtained are prepared for the Licinius family, right? That’s at least two of them."

"Oh, you and I are not the only ones who can think of investing in them in advance." Appilios said meaningfully.