The Extraordinary Earl

"Injury is just as normal as drinking water." Newton nodded, unwilling to say more on this matter.

"Why did you come to the Shadow Parliament? According to your personality, you should stay in Pompeii to bask in the sun." Then Newton said again.

He knew Luther very well. Luther would not have entered the Shadow Parliament unless there was something special.

"Something happened to me, and I need to strengthen my human genes." Luther told Newton what happened to him.

After hearing this, Newton frowned. He sighed, came to the bed and sat down, pointed to the chair in front of the desk, and motioned for Luther to sit down too.

Luther nodded and sat down.

"You know. Although there are many wizards in the Shadow Council studying bloodline transformation, they have transformed themselves and the knights in a mess, which has indeed enhanced their combat power. But the phoenix bloodline in you is even more than the five-color dragon, and the research The five-color dragon wizards are all top wizards. We can’t touch that level.”

"For you, you might as well try your luck in the wizarding country. You have excelled in the Phoenix Trial and received millions of merits. You should be able to get to know many important people." Newton said.

Newton knew Luther well and knew that since this kid had succeeded, he would follow the clues. It makes no sense not to expand your network in the wizarding country.

"But someone told me that the Wizarding Kingdom doesn't have that kind of thing. Only the Shadow Council has that kind of thing," Luther said.

"As I said before, it's difficult. Although we have unlimited potential, our current strength is still too low." Newton shook his head and said.

"But since you're here, you can stay in the Shadow Council for a while. Take this opportunity to increase your combat experience and enhance your strength. With genes, the stronger you are, the more resistant you are. If you become a great knight, The resistance will be greatly enhanced. Then, while collecting information, see if there is any news about this top-level gene-enhancing potion. But before that, you can register as a mercenary with me tomorrow. If you don't have an identity, you will be a gangster. restricted."

Newton said, then he bent down and opened the cabinet under the bedside, took out a black ring and threw it to Luther, saying, "Here you go."

"What is this?" Luther turned over the ring curiously. It was completely black and there was nothing surprising about it.

"This is what I used when I first came to the Shadow Council. It can release black mist and hide my appearance. You are the Lord of Pompeii and you are active in the wizarding country, so it is better to cover it up. The Shadow Council will not trace your origins or appearance. , but the system will remember your soul fluctuations."

Newton explained. He bent down and took out a bottle of wine and a glass from the cabinet, and asked Luther, "Would you like to drink it?"

"No." Luther shook his head and said.

Newton put down the cup, opened the bottle and blew directly. Luther returned the ring to Newton, and said in Newton's surprised eyes: "Although I am active in the wizarding country, I am not a member of the wizarding country. I am a secular lord, the heir of Earl White Eagle, Luther , Pompeii, I came to the Shadow Parliament, there is nothing to hide."

Luther would not label himself as a member of the Wizarding Kingdom or the Shadow Council. For Luther, he was on his own side.

Lord White Eagle.

Wherever you want to go, then go there, there is no need to cover up.

"It's up to you," Newton said.

"Get some sleep first, and register again tomorrow." After Newton finished speaking, he immediately lay down. Luther shrugged, looked at the environment, and sat down to rest for the night.

Early the next morning, Luther and Newton walked out of the Crimson Bar together. Newton allowed the dark fighting spirit to envelope him, making him appear very mysterious.

Luther was upright.

The two people got into a taxi and arrived at the mercenary building. The process was very simple. Newton took Luther to register and used Luther, Pompeii's real name, to bind his soul.

Received a black ring.

Both the Wizarding Nation and the Shadow Council are extremely large interstellar organizations. After they register each person, the information will be uploaded to the headquarters.

Just like Luther had millions of meritorious deeds in the Wizarding Kingdom.

The Shadow Council also has a grade evaluation system that evaluates each mercenary. Excellent mercenaries will receive various privileges and benefits.

Luther had just registered and belonged to the lowest level of whiteboard mercenary.

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Luther asked Newton about it. Newton was 2. Just like Newton said, the current status of the two people in the Shadow Council is very low.

But this means nothing to Luther, who is a bloodthirsty monster armed with an artifact. To increase the level, it can be as fast as riding a rocket.

The key is whether Luther is willing to raise his level.

For now, I'll just mix it up for now. Luther felt that what Newton said made sense, and it was better to fight more and become a great knight.

Lying in Pompeii, basking in the sun and taking potions, progress was too slow.

As the next generation heir to Earl White Eagle and currently the de facto lord, Luther is also a little dissatisfied with his own strength.

Still stuck as an intermediate knight.

The Grand Duke of the North and the Marquis of Cambridge, who are currently on equal footing with White Eagle, are legends, and so is the King. Even the Earl of Libya is a knight with the title.

I, Luther, and Pompeii are only intermediate knights, which is so embarrassing.

For the first time in history, Luther felt ashamed about his own strength.

After registering as a mercenary, Newton took Luther back to the Crimson Bar, and then found Miss Anne in a room on the second floor.

The room was similar to the one Newton lived in, simple and poor. Miss Anne looked like she had just gotten up, wearing a cool nightgown, and her figure was so good.

She sat on the bed, crossed her legs, and lit a cigarette at random, filling the room with smoke.

"Help me find out about the magic potion that can strengthen human genes, and also help us find out what tasks we need to fight. Advanced knight level."

Newton directly stated his intention.

"A magic potion that enhances human genes? There are many on the market, you can buy them." Miss Anne gave Newton a look that meant he was looking for trouble.

Intuition told Luther that there seemed to be something wrong with these two guys.

"The ordinary ones won't work. We need the top ones. For example, potions that can resist dragon genes and strengthen human genes." Newton said.

"Dragon? Did this friend of yours accept the transformation of the dragon's blood? Now the blood is backlashing him?" Miss Anne glanced at Luther in surprise and thought to herself.

No wonder he can drink "lizard venom" without changing his expression. This guy has two brushes.

Miss Anne misunderstood, but neither Luther nor Newton accepted it. Anne thought for a while and said: "Normally, according to our level, we cannot obtain this kind of rare magic potion. But occasionally there may be exploration ruins, or there may be important people who need the help of elites like you, and you will pay such a price. . I will remember it and will pay attention to it for you.”

"But combat mission??? This is too broad." Miss Anne said again.

"Constant fighting, dangerous fighting, fighting that can quickly improve your strength." Newton said.

"Fighting mad!" Miss Anne rolled her eyes at Newton.

Luther thought to himself.

"It's miserable for me to accompany the fighting maniac."