Infinite Bloodcore

It is the consensus of the duelists to retake the body, strengthen Anqiu, and contribute to the cause of the duel god they believe in.

There is another aspect of income that He Hijab attaches great importance to.

That is, he can show his goodwill to Meilin through this matter.

He Gaitou wants to get close to Meilin.

This is not because he has any feelings of admiration, but because he is a shrewd person who is good at maneuvering.

He Gaitou knew that among the duelists, people with military backgrounds were the largest faction, and he wanted to integrate into it.

But he was not from the military; on the contrary, he was a prisoner.

At least it used to be.

Therefore, he is naturally not trusted by Meilin and others.

The potential of He Gaitou's bloodline has been fully tapped. He can only be at the gold level and cannot take another step forward.

When he couldn't improve himself, he focused on developing personal relationships.

Although the Ice Sculpture Kingdom cannot help but gamble, after all, the industry he is engaged in is still a gray industry. Once the scale of the industry gets too large, it will also be suppressed. It will even be annexed by the big nobles.

What He Hijab liked actually seemed to be Meilin's military background.

He hopes to reach a higher level and find protection.

This is why He Gaitou delivers gold coins to the ice prison warden in front of him every year.

The warden of the ice prison leaned back on the leather seat, lying slightly on his back, opened the drawer, and took out a metal box.

He placed the metal box on the desk.

The lid of the box pops open automatically, revealing the neatly arranged cigars inside.

These cigars are only as thick as an adult's finger, slightly thinner than the cigars normally sold on the market, and are products from the Ice Sculpture Kingdom.

"Would you like one?"

"I don't smoke." He Hijab refused.

There was no need to light the cigar. The warden of the ice prison directly put the cigar in his mouth. After taking a few puffs, the cigar automatically lit.

This special cigar is a magical dish in itself.

Making cigars is a special branch of the magic chef.

The Warden of the Ice Prison took a breath, exhaled a breath of cold air, and continued the topic: "If we reach a cooperation, and the dragon server also accepts the challenge of Ice Calamity, who are you going to keep?"

He Gaitou replied without thinking: "Of course it's the dragon suit."

"Even if Bingshang was once at the gold level, there is still a certain gap between his combat power and the dragon suit."

The warden of the Ice Prison nodded slightly and agreed with He Gaitou's statement.

He Gaitou continued: "In fact, our cooperation this time does not conflict with your plan to gain merit, sir."

"Bingshang has taken too much [Better Future] potion, and he is not far from death."

"Even if he is downgraded in order to survive, the potion is still very powerful."

"As long as you pass it and elect him, I will vigorously publicize it, create public opinion, and quickly raise the relevant odds."

Having said this, He Gaitou adjusted his sitting posture: "There is a lot to do here."

"When Bing Shi dies in battle, according to national policy, the warden can nominate Shi Tu again. As a gold-level powerhouse, he can still compete for the final crown."

The warden of the ice prison did not answer, but took a deep breath of his cigar.

He opened his mouth slightly, and the mist from his mouth flowed to his nostrils and then into his lungs. Such rapid circulation gave him a refreshing and refreshing feeling.

After more than ten seconds, he exhaled smoke.

“If I get involved, this time, how much can I make?”

"It's not easy to estimate. But I think it should be at least this number."

The hijab stretched out his fingers to express the meaning of the number 8.

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the warden of the ice prison: "Only 80,000 gold coins? Humph, this is a big gambling game of a national nature, and what I can get is too little."

He Gaitou smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is already a lot."

"Master Warden, you may have overestimated me. Although I have a gambling house, it is actually not large in scale. How many years have I been involved in and operated it?"

"Sir, you actually know it too."

"If you, my lord, had cooperated with me many years ago, the scale of the gambling house would definitely not be what it is now. If we do this business again, we can at least double our earnings!"

He Gaitou shook his head: "But now, this current betting market is already my limit."

"Although it is nationwide, but limited by my gambling shop, the scale of the bets we receive will not be very large."

The warden snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes, and for a while he just smoked and said nothing.

He puffed away the smoke and thought.

In fact, every year he participates in gambling hosted by the hijab.

Of course, he would pay the stakes.

Over the years, we have won more and lost less. He Hijab sends him an average of 3,000 gold every year, that's how it came about.

As a banker, He Jie Tou can certainly control the outcome of the gambling to a certain extent.

In order to cope with investigations by the royal family and other parties, he still caused many losses. In addition, the warden of the ice prison invested his own gambling capital, so what he won was his ability. This has nothing to do with bribery.

He Gaitou once wanted to join the warden of the ice prison, but he proposed many times in the past 20 years, but was rejected by the latter.

The Warden of the Ice Prison knew very well: His participation in the gambling game of the Hejah Organization and being his backer were completely different things.

The Warden of the Ice Prison is very self-aware: "I am a human, but I occupy a high position."

"The position of Warden of the Ice Prison is a fat one."

"I don't know how many snow elves are staring at my chair."

"In fact, accepting the annual gold coins from Hejitou is already the limit. Do you think the top brass of the Ice Sculpture Kingdom can't see that?"

"Hehehe, how is that possible?"

"It's just that all these operations are within the rules of the game."

In short, it is impossible for the Ice Prison Warden to cooperate deeply with He Gaitou.

He smoked half of the cigar and then said: "80,000 is too low, I want at least 120,000."

"There are obviously gold-level experts in the ice prison, but I elected a silver-level one. This is unjustifiable. It may lead to an investigation."

"Besides, what if Bingsheng wins? My investment will be in vain, and I bear the risk personally."

He Gaitou snorted coldly in his heart.

He could see that the Ice Prison Warden was already interested, but in order to raise the price, he had to find excuses even if there was no reason.

What investigation? With the connections he has managed in the kingdom, this is almost impossible.

Besides, this is completely explainable.

In the history of the ice prison, there have been cases where silver-level prisoners were recommended. The situation at that time was that the gold-level prisoners were relatively weak and were not competitive in the big duel, so they settled for second best and let silver-level players participate, and the results were pretty good.

He Gaitou knew that the ice prison warden wanted to raise the price, so he immediately started bargaining with the latter with a smile.

In the end, He Gaitou kept the price at 100,000 gold and refused to give in no matter what.

"Then let's do it." The Ice Prison Warden finished smoking a cigar, "For your sake, just 100,000 gold."

He stopped at the right moment.

After all, everyone is gold level. He Hijab sends him gold coins every year, which is also a sentiment.

"I can recommend Bingshang, but as for Bingshang himself, you have to convince him yourself."

"I have to remind you, he may not be willing to fight."

"Because he took a lot of magic potion [Better Future], he did not hesitate to be demoted in order to survive."

"The reason why he was imprisoned in the ice prison was that he made a mistake and surrendered on his own initiative after establishing a relationship. He entered the ice prison mainly because he wanted to use the magic circle of the ice prison to help him suppress the effects of the drug and extend his life. "

"You want him to go out and participate in a duel now?"

"Haha, it's not that easy."

Regarding this point, He Hijab is quite confident.

"Don't worry, sir, I'm fully prepared. Time is limited, so why don't we go now. You will see with your own eyes how I convince him."

"Okay, come with me." The Ice Prison Warden stood up.

He led He Gaitou all the way, and after going three floors underground, he stood in front of a cell.

The jailer opened the cell door respectfully.

The warden, He Gaitou and others entered one after another.

The cell space is not large, but the facilities are luxurious.

Bingshang is having a meal.

Although the dining table is small, it is filled with all kinds of magical delicacies, which are exquisite and gorgeous, and the aroma is fragrant.

It doesn't feel like going to jail at all, but more like going on vacation.

After all, Bingshang was once at the gold level, had previous connections, and had strong assets.

A large part of his assets are compensation from the Alchemy Guild.

He is a victim of the magic potion [Better Future]. This incident was a big deal at the time, and the whole country was in an uproar.

Seeing the warden and He Gaitou, Bingshang didn't dare to show off, so he quickly stood up and saluted.

After all, he is no longer at the gold level.

"Master Warden. Oh, and Master Hejie. I have often heard fellow inmates and jailers talk about you recently."

He Gaitou is quite famous. He is the representative with the best record in the Ice Prison in recent years. Whenever there is a big duel, he will be talked about for a round and become a talking point in the ice prison.

He Gaitou looked at the target person in front of him.

Bingshang is a snow elf with a handsome face and thin body, which can be said to be very thin. His face was wrinkled and his eyes were dim. Even when he stood up, he was a little shaky, like an old man whose days were numbered.

When he spoke, he showed his teeth.

He Gaitou discovered that Bingshang had lost a lot of his teeth. Although he had a mouth full of teeth, most of them were alchemy dentures.

The warden of the Ice Prison nodded slightly: "It's Your Excellency He Gaitou. I have something to ask you."

Bingshang looked at He Gaitou with a curious expression.

He Gaitou did not express his intention directly, but looked at the small dining table and said: "The food is good, but the wine is a bit lacking. I just happened to bring some for my wine."

As he spoke, he took out a small metal flask from his arms.

He opened the flask and poured all the wine into an empty glass goblet.

There was very little wine, and when it was poured out, it was only a thin layer at the bottom of the glass.

This is red wine and smells like gold.

He Gaitou handed the wine glass to Bingshang: "Drink, it suits you very well."