Chapter 265: Subdue the General, Burning Fist

The duel between Yeats and the Vulcan believer Axe came to an end.

Axe squeezed his own potential, unleashing his fiery fighting spirit which resulted in burns all over his body, and he was eventually carried out of the arena on a stretcher.

As the winner, Yeats was also seriously injured, especially his right shoulder, which had been hit hard repeatedly and was in constant pain.

Fortunately, Ye Zhi has a variety of treatment methods. The Fountain of Minerva, Moonlight Fighting Qi, Green Cardamom and other abilities can all be used to heal injuries. This injury can be healed quickly.

This battle almost confirmed that Yeats was the number one among the younger generation of Golden Lion nobles.

Under the amplification of his self-harming flames, Axe's physical skills reached the level of a five-ring expert, but Ye Zhi defeated him head-on with a fist-to-fist approach. This scene deeply shocked the nobles present.

Although ordinary people could not see the details, the momentum of the duel was shocking. Yeats stood to the end and naturally received thunderous applause.

In the lounge.

Ye Zhi placed his hand on his right shoulder, releasing soft moonlight fighting spirit from his palm, which continued to heal his injuries. He shook his head at the worried Fokas, indicating that he was fine, and said slowly: "Axes is trying his best to advance, he must have some purpose, Fokas, go and ask around, maybe you can get him to work for Morning Frost Ridge."

Phocas understood that the young master valued talent.

Every year at the competition, commoners would compete to show off their bravery. Some extraordinary people, though of humble origins, would receive olive branches from noble families because of their extraordinary strength and be recruited as family knights.

As a high-ring knight with no backing, Axe must have received many envoys to lobby him.

"Yes, sir."

afternoon.

Another finalist has emerged.

The wolf-faction witcher Gerold Fenrir displayed his smooth dual sword fighting skills. He knocked June's sword away with one sword and crossed her neck with the other sword, winning the victory with a great force, shocking the audience and the entire Lannister family.

June was quite depressed. She had wanted to meet Yeats in the final, but she was not as skilled as Yeats and there was nothing she could do about the loss.

She persuaded the Lord Lannister who wanted to send someone to teach Gerald a lesson in private, and said helplessly: "No matter how many people you send, it will be a waste of effort... Even if he can't beat him, won't he run away?"

Lord Lannister frowned and said, "This man has humiliated the Lannisters. How can we not make him pay a price?"

Being petty is a trait that is ingrained in the Lannister blood.

On the other hand, they are never ambiguous when it comes to repaying a favor.

June shook her head, saying that if the secret move was leaked, it would only make the Lannisters even more ridiculed, so it would be better to wait until the finals before making plans.

"The royal fighting skill of Fierce Lion Slash can fall into Ye Zhi's hands, but it must not fall into the hands of anyone other than the Golden Lion."

June narrowed her eyes. "If Yeats wins, everything will be fine. If Jello wins... we can use the Wolf School to get rid of him."

Revenge is the life motto of June Lannister.

"You seem to attach great importance to Yeats Brown?" The Duke of Lannister suddenly said.

"Doesn't Your Majesty value him very much?" June asked back.

"Yes... recruiting Yeats of Brown as a son-in-law and finding a good ally for his daughter. Ha, I can guess what His Majesty is thinking." The Duke of Lannister said coldly.

"Yeats would not approve of that."

"Oh? How did you know?"

"Because he believes in 'freedom of love' just like a believer in the god of love," June said.

"Love can only give way to family interests." Lord Lannister paused, "Always!"

"Don't people of humble origins have the right to pursue love?" June retorted.

"What did you say?" The voice was cold.

"Father, I'm not feeling well. I'm going back to my room to rest."

Lord Lannister narrowed his eyes and watched his daughter's back disappear into the reception room. His hand wearing a red agate ring tapped lightly on the mahogany table. The scene in the arena appeared in front of his eyes, and he pondered secretly.

——Although Axe lost to Yeats in today’s duel, he is still a knight worth recruiting.

It is said that he has a wife who is ill and they have a deep relationship.

As long as he can win over his wife, there is no doubt that Axel will work hard for the Lannisters.

"Someone, go and invite Axe and his wife to come to the manor for a chat!"

In a simple hotel.

The dim candlelight illuminated the doorman's sleepy eyes. The old man dozed off with his chin in his hand. He was awakened by a chaotic knock on the door. He opened the door with a lot of complaints, and a burnt smell immediately hit him in the face.

Several men in linen shirts carried a stretcher, and Axe, whose body was charred black, lay unconscious on it.

"It's Axl again! Burning like charcoal!"

The old man said unhappily, "His room is on the second floor, the first room on the left. His wife's cough can be heard in the corridor. Send her there quickly!"

"Please wait a moment, let me escort Axe."

A majestic voice sounded.

The gatekeeper was stunned for a moment, and looked up and down at the visitor's attire. He was wearing bright silver plate armor, with an exquisite sword sheath on his waist, and his tiger eyes gleaming with brilliance. He was immediately terrified, rubbed his hands, and said with a wry smile:

"My dear knight, are you a friend of Axe?"

Fokas was silent for a moment, then looked at Axe, who was severely burned on the stretcher, with respect in his eyes.

Axel is also a great man, as he was able to push the young master into a desperate situation and attract the young master's olive branch.

Fokasi nodded and said, "Yes."

"Well, well... Axel's room bill hasn't been paid for some time... You see..." The old man raised his eyes, his tone nervous.

Fokas was stunned. How could Axe, a dignified Knight of the Four Rings, be so poor that he couldn't even afford the room fee of this shabby inn? This was unbelievable!

After settling the bill for Axe, Fokas and a farmer personally carried the stretcher to the second floor and knocked gently on the wooden door. The coughing inside finally stopped, and a woman's weak voice came out: "Axe is back?"

"Yes, ma'am." Phocas said solemnly, "I have been ordered to escort Axe. Please allow me to come in."

"Thank you, sir. Ahem. The door is not locked. Please help yourself..."

When I pushed the door open and walked in, a strong smell of herbs hit me in the face. The light was dim and a pale woman was lying on a cold straw bed. When she saw Axe, her face suddenly turned red and she struggled to get up.

"Axel..."

If it weren't for Phocas' quick eyes and hands, the woman would have fallen off the bed. She thanked Phocas, then took a tough attitude and slowly crawled towards Axe on the stretcher.

The woman's hand gently rested on Axel's burnt face, and the woman's palm released gentle moonlight.

Axe gradually woke up, with a childish look in his eyes: "Luen..."

"I'm here." The woman nestled her head against Ax's charred chest, right over his heart, and said softly, "Ax, I'm here."

Phocas winked at his companions, and they left the room together, closing the door gently.

The pungent burnt odor and the rich herbal smell unexpectedly blended into a peculiar smell, like the warm smell of bedding after drying in the sun.

"You mean, Axe's wife was cursed by the Lord of Plague and contracted malaria."

In the hall of Silver Birch Manor, Yeats was sitting at the desk with a quill pen in his hand, pondering, "Axe has gone to poverty to treat her. Is he trying to win the championship for the prize money?"

Fokas nodded and said, "There is no need for Axe to hide anything. This information can be easily found out."

"Because the disease caused by the Lord of Plague is extremely difficult to cure, and Axe is not as wealthy as the Duke of Suffolk. Even though he is a Knight of the Four Rings, he is also stretched to the limit by this disease. Even the place where he stays is infested with rats and cockroaches."

Ye Zhi frowned slightly, was silent for a moment, and sighed softly.

No matter how powerful a transcendent being is, he is still human.

As long as one is human, he will be born, grow old, get sick and die.

Below the holy land, we are all ants.

Some ants gain power and favor from gods and become powerful, but they cannot escape their fate.

The reason why the God of Light is loved is because He holds the authority of "medicine".

For humans who fear disease, "medicine" is as precious as sunlight and water.

"I have a cure for the Plague Lord's malaria."

Ye Zhi said slowly: "When I make the potion, you will give it to Axe and convey my meaning to him. It is up to him whether he believes it or not."

"But it will cost you a lot to treat his wife, right?" Phocas expressed his concern.

"The raw materials needed are stone dragon scales, licorice, honey, and ground lice..."

Ye Zhi rubbed his brows and said, "There are quite a few extraordinary materials, but they are not worth mentioning to the royal family. I will go to the palace and ask His Majesty, and I should get something."

The Stone Dragon is a magical beast that looks like a pangolin and is said to have dragon blood. Its scales can be used as medicine. The Ground Lice is a poisonous insect that grows deep underground. It can fight poison with poison and treat malaria inflicted by the Lord of Plague.

These materials, combined with the Minerva Fountain and green cardamom as the medicine, can be made into a four-ring magic potion [Stone Dragon Magic Potion], which is very effective in treating epidemics.

With Ye Zhi's attainments in alchemy, the five-ring potion can be made, but the five-ring potion requires emperor-level magic beasts, which are extremely rare. Even if the royal family has the materials for emperor-level magic beasts, they may not be willing to give them out.

Phocas was still a little worried and said, "You've taken so much trouble, what if Axe doesn't appreciate it?"

Ye Zhi's eyes flickered: "I won't make a mistake."

The next day, Yeats came to the palace, met with His Majesty, and stated his own request.

King Lionheart generously gave Ye Zhi several pieces of king-level magical beast materials that he requested, but he also put forward conditions.

"【Fierce Lion Slash】 is a unique skill of the royal family. I gave it as a reward for a certain reason."

Richard groaned and said, "But no matter what, this combat skill cannot be obtained by a demon hunter. I hope you can defeat Gerald Fenrir in a duel. These materials will be regarded as an advance reward."

"Then can I learn the Fierce Lion Slash?" Ye Zhi asked.

Richard glanced at Ye Zhi and said, "The Fierce Lion Slash is a heavy sword fighting technique. You are good at using a swift sword. Even if you learn it, how can you use it freely?"

Ye Zhi said: "I can also use the mace to perform the Fierce Lion Slash!"

Richard: "...I'll send someone to deliver the materials, you can go now."

The day of the finals is getting closer.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The atmosphere in the city of Lun was heated, and the Wolf School was ready to make a move.

As a "defected demon hunter" of the Northern Wolf School, Jello unexpectedly made it to the finals of the Golden Lion Competition, which brought great humiliation to the Wolf School, and they secretly sent assassins to attack.

These assassins and vampires were operating in secret, and sometimes the two groups would even fight each other, causing great trouble to the security of the city of Lundu.

Tomorrow is the final.

The duel between Yeats Brontë and Jello Fenrir attracted everyone's attention.

In the manor, Yeats refined the [Stone Dragon Potion] and ordered Fokas to deliver it to Axe's residence.

Hostel.

Dongdong——

"Come in."

Phocas pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Axel, in a linen shirt, sitting by the bed and feeding his wife medicine.

Seeing Phocas in plate armor, Axe was ready to stand up, but Luen gently pulled his hand and shook her head.

"Mr. Fucas is a good man... You were unconscious a few days ago, and it was Mr. Fucas who escorted you back."

Axel was startled, opened his mouth, and hesitated to speak.

He sat down sullenly, staring at Phocas in silence.

"What brings you here?" Luen smiled weakly.

Fokasse said, "I am here on the orders of my Lord to deliver the Stone Dragon Potion. This potion can cure malaria. It was specially made by Master Yezhi for Madam Luen."

Snap!

The medicine bowl in Axel's hand shattered to the ground, and there was a strong shock in his eyes.

Lu En was also stunned, with disappointment in her eyes, and she forced a smile:

"You're joking. My illness is not that easy to cure... We appreciate Earl Yeats's kindness, but we cannot accept this magic potion."

"My young master is the chosen one of the Goddess of Youth, and the Goddess of Youth is the servant of the God of Light. In the past, the God of Light cured illnesses and saved lives, and held the power of medicine. I believe you have heard of this."

Fokasi said slowly: "This magic potion uses materials from two king-level magic beasts, the Stone Dragon and the Earth Lice. Both materials can cure malaria, and it has been recorded long ago..."

Listening to what Fokas said, Axe's expression remained as hard as ice, full of rejection.

Seeing this, Phocas sighed inwardly, thinking that Axe must have learned many lessons.

But Luen looked at Axe and said softly:

"How about...we give it a try?"

"But we've tried many times." Axe said in a low voice.

"I believe in the character of Fokasse and Count Yeats, and I also know that the goddess of youth can indeed cure the plague."

Lu En smiled, and a hint of determination appeared on her delicate face: "Maybe, this time it will be a miracle."

Axel's eyes flickered, and after a while, he nodded slightly.

He helped Luen sit up, took the [Stone Dragon Potion] from Fokas's hand, opened the cork, and a fresh scent of cardamom greeted him.

The couple exchanged glances, and then Axe helped Luen drink the potion, staring at her nervously.

Luen's body turned red and white, and her body felt hot and cold.

Axe was so distressed that he wanted to grab Fokas by the collar and question him.

But after the drug took full effect, Luen's pale cheeks regained their color.

She was sweating profusely, as if she had just been pulled out of the water, but her eyes were full of disbelief. She breathed slightly and glanced at Axe.

Axel was also stunned.

He didn't even dare to feel happy, for fear of falling from the peak of ecstasy into the valley of despair.

Until Luen stood up from the bed, gently put her arms around Axe's shoulders, and nestled her head in the crook of his neck.

This man, who hadn't made a sound even when his whole body was burned to charcoal, was now shaking violently, crying and smiling at the same time.

A beam of sunlight shines into the gray room, illuminating the cold bedding and the floating dust.

This feeling of finally getting what he wanted, of seeing the light at the end of the tunnel in the midst of pain, and the fear that this was just a dream, deeply touched Phocas.

The old knight cleared his throat and said hoarsely, "Axe, my master hopes that you can serve Morningfrost Ridge... I hope you can understand this."

Axel knelt on one knee, lowered his head deeply, and placed his fist on the ground, trying hard to suppress the trembling.

"I...swear to serve Earl Yeats until death!"

*Axel and his wife have moved into the side hall of Silver Birch Manor.

When the trip to London is over, Axe will return to Morning Frost Ridge with Yeats.

Ye Zhi didn't have to worry about Ax's loyalty at all, because from the moment he cured Luen, Ax had been firmly tied to the warship Morning Frost Ridge.

Since he was a knight under his command, Yeats also wanted to cultivate Axe.

If there are any operations related to the God of Fire in the future, perhaps we can bring Axl with us, after all, he seems to be favored by the God of Fire.

on the other hand.

In order to repay Yeats' kindness, Axe gave Yeats the ancient family book on the [Combat Skill: Flaming Fist] that he had learned.

The Flaming Fist can wrap flames around the fist and then blast it out.

Its power is similar to that of the Arctic Fist, but it has more gorgeous special effects and can cause burns.

The prerequisite for mastering this combat skill is to first learn the "Spell - Burning Hands", a low-level spell that can release fire on the palm of your hand.

Ye Zhi's proficiency in the flame style has reached the proficient level after the bonus of [Dragon Flame Fruit Tart]. Learning the "Spell·Burning Hands" is a piece of cake, and it is only a matter of time before he fully masters the "Burning Fist".

The Burning Fist is not as extreme as the Fiery Fighting Qi and will not cause the side effect of "self-immolation".

Besides, not everyone can learn the Fiery Fighting Qi. Ye Zhi is not very interested in this kind of extreme fighting skill like the "Seven Wounds Fist", but he is very interested in rubbing fireballs with his hands.

When the Fire School reaches the advanced level, Ye Zhi will be able to master the magic skill "Fireball"!

June learned that Axel had become Yeats's family knight, and came to congratulate him, with a rather sour tone in his voice:

"You have subdued a powerful general."

"No, no." Ye Zhi said cheerfully, "Have some tea."

June curled her lips, picked up the black tea, and slowly blew a breath of hot air.

"My father also wanted to recruit Axl, but I didn't expect you to be one step ahead... With his strength, he may even be promoted to the fifth ring in the future. You will have no rivals in the northern province."

"In the central provinces, the alliance between Bronte and Lannister is also invincible." Yeats smiled.

June didn't comment and stared at Ye Zhi: "Tomorrow is the final between you and Jello. I have a request..."

"Don't worry, I will win the championship without you telling me." Ye Zhi said.

June was startled.

"Because I have promised your majesty."

Ye Zhi's eyes fixed: "Ye Zhi of the Northland, debts must be paid!"

June: “…”

All he said were my words!

(End of this chapter)