Lord of the North

"Yes, my lord."

Although the two still had some doubts in their hearts, they didn't ask any more questions. Jason obviously didn't have much time to greet them now.

Because not far away, there are four cards that exude glittering starlight floating there.

"Let's get out first, and let Hassan who is outside show you the situation in the territory first." Jason said again.

"Then we will retreat first."

Apparently Kai was more talkative, so he immediately bowed his head and bid farewell respectfully. Seeing Jason waving his hands lightly, he and Lan Maloch left the secret room.

"Then let me see, what surprises will be left."

Jason watched the two of them leave, and only after hearing the sound of the door of the secret room closing did he turn his gaze back to the remaining four prizes.

But he doesn't have too many extravagant hopes, because this time he has already drawn out a legend and an epic.

On the other side, just as Ranmaloch and Kai walked out of the secret room, they saw Hassan standing at the door of the secret room and looking at them with a smile on his face.

Lan Maloch immediately looked at him, and something called fighting spirit rose in his eyes. This person is very dangerous.

"Excuse me, are you Lord Hassan?"

Kai didn't confront Hassan when he came out like him, but asked Hassan in a very decent manner.

"Yes, I'm Hassan Sabah, who are you two?" Hassan turned his eyes away from Ranmallock, smiled humbly at Kai, and bowed slightly.

"Land Malloc."

"Kay."

The two returned the salute lightly. At this time, they couldn't lose their manners and lose face as the knights of the round table.

"The two are from the same place?"

Hassan's eyes flickered, looking at their acquaintance, he asked with some doubts.

"Yes, we come from the same place, and we belong to the Knights of the Round Table."

Although he didn't know why this Hassan had any purpose, Kai still answered truthfully.

"Ah, the glorious legend of the Knights of the Round Table has been heard for a long time." Hassan looked very surprised and couldn't help admiring.

"That is to say, you and Lord Lancelot and Gareth are colleagues?"

He went on to say, his eyes flickering, the faction of the Knights of the Round Table is already the biggest force in Jason's hands.

Two earth knights, two great knights.

It seems that Beowulf and Beowulf are going to put aside their disputes for the time being.

"Lance... Lotter..."

Kai and Ranmallock's eyes were slightly condensed, a little unbelievable, and their tone was full of guard.

"The two of you come here with me first, and I will take you to a brief understanding of the land we will fight for in the future."

Hassan was very satisfied with the reaction of the two of them, smiled again, stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture to the two of them, and then took the lead to sit down on a chair beside him.

The two of them looked at each other, and came to sit in front of him, listening to his introduction quietly.

On the other side, Jason had already tapped the remaining four prizes, but he was disappointed that these four items were all useless clutter.

One ordinary helmet, but it sold relatively well, and the remaining three were exquisite decorations, which made Jason a little disappointed.

Just thinking of Lanmallock and Kai outside the door, this little disappointment disappeared immediately, and it was just these two people that made all his efforts today worthwhile.

Jason stood up and packed up the lottery prizes this time, then patted the dust off his body, and was about to leave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

His expression fluctuated a bit, his eyes flickered, and finally he turned around and walked back to his seat, gritted his teeth and called the system.

"Dear host, is there anything I can do for you?" The system's cold voice sounded in his mind.

"Check how many points I have left." Jason took a deep breath, his hands were trembling now, because he was about to make a decision that he thought was a little crazy.

"You have 12273 points left."

"A luxury lucky draw requires 10,000 points, right?"

Jason clenched his fists and licked his dry lips.

"Yes, may I ask if the host draws a lottery?"

"A luxurious lucky draw!" Jason gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

"Are you... sure?" The system's voice sounded a little startled.

"Sure."

"Deduct 10,000 points and conduct a luxurious lottery. The remaining points of the host are 3273 points."

"The lottery draw is over, please check the prizes yourself."

In fact, the system quickly deducted 10,000 points from Jason without waiting for Jason's answer after asking that question, without giving him a chance to regret it.

The muscles on Jason's face were trembling in anger, but there was no other way to do it now. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at a card floating in front of him, couldn't help swallowing, his heart rose. Feeling a little regretful.

But this trace of emotion was suppressed by him in an instant, and then Jason's right hand firmly and quickly stretched out and crushed the card that Jason had poured 10,000 points into.

"..."

But after a while, there was no change at all, but Jason slowly opened his mouth wide, eyes full of astonishment.

Even the three people outside the door who were communicating softly with smiles on their faces suddenly froze, and turned to look at the door of the secret room. Just now, an aura full of killing and tyranny flashed inside, but it disappeared soon.

"Want to go in...to have a look?" Kai asked hesitantly.

"certainly."

Hassan got up and walked to the door. The smile on his face disappeared. Although he knew that it was probably another colleague who came down, the breath just now was too disturbing.

Then Ranmallock and Kay looked at each other and immediately followed.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

After a long time, the sound of steel colliding accompanied by bursts of roars resounded in this empty secret room, as if accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

In Jason's shocking eyes, a three-meter-high blood-red gate slowly appeared in front of him.

A foot wearing steel boots stepped out, followed by a round shield, and a warrior in heavy armor gradually walked out of the gate, and then fell to his knees loudly.

"My name, Leonidas, to the great emperor, my eternal loyalty and supreme glory!"

"The spears in our hands will pierce the heart of our enemies, the round shields in our hands will defend the ground under our feet, and our bodies will shed blood for the great king!"

Lan Mallock and others outside the door suddenly stopped their footsteps after hearing the roar, and looked at each other in astonishment.

"Sparta!!!"