Chapter 93 The Beast of Indulgence (Subscription Request)
"Unique talent", an ability that only a few creatures can awaken.
Its characteristics are innate awakening, a variety of abilities, some strong and some weak, and cannot be learned by others.
"I call my unique gift [Decree]. When I activate my power, the world will change because of my words."
Gelka spoke with a proud tone, but people around him could only see his lips moving but could not hear any sound.
His words "shut up" were turned into silence by the decree.
"In the Light Eagle Group, most of the captains have unique talents. This is our specialty."
Gelka raised his head and continued to give his speech.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is like a proud and powerful man who can amaze people just by showing a little bit of his strength.
However.
"It's a good thing you can't hear me now, otherwise..."
He coughed and said to himself, "You can tell how weak I am now. Damn it, controlling so many people at once almost made me faint. I will never do this again."
He waved his hand to quickly cancel the effect of the decree, which actually lasted less than three seconds.
However, everyone present did not know his true thoughts and regarded him as a gold-level expert.
Even though the legal order was lifted, the scene fell silent for a while.
As expected of the Light Eagles, they are really strong! Everyone thought so.
The chief guard was also astonished by this miraculous operation and kept praising the master for his might.
Gelka didn't say anything, just nodded, then stared at the guard leader with an oppressive look, which made the other party bend over continuously and tremble.
Why is Lord Gelka staring at me? Is there something I forgot to do? The guard leader began to doubt himself, and a minute later, he suddenly realized.
"By the way, hurry up and report to Lord Philip!"
He called over a fast guard, gave him a few instructions and sent him to the lord's palace.
In fact, the whole city knew about this matter, and Count Philip probably knew about it too, but wouldn't it be a good idea for him to make this trip to show that he, as a leader, could do things.
The chief guard gave Gurka a thumbs up, thinking that he was indeed a big shot, doing things flawlessly and he was kind enough to remind me with his eyes.
Gelka nodded silently, acting cool and aloof.
Every time he released a decree, he would fall into a weak period. You could tell from the sound of his voice that he was in bad shape, which damaged his image.
So he came up with an idea, which was to stare at others and let them figure out what to do next.
It turns out that this method is quite useful.
Bed City, the lord's mansion.
The guard who came to report the news staggered out of the room, because Count Philip was very unhappy and looked very scary.
"Why did something strange happen at this critical moment?"
The once shrewd merchant nobleman hammered the table hard, and the thick wooden table actually cracked into several cracks.
Count Philip had sunken eye sockets, bloodshot eyes, and messy hair, like a beast ready to devour its prey.
Not only that, his body became even thinner, and the joints of his hands protruded like the claws of a devil.
It is impossible for a noble to be thin, unless they are sick.
It’s no wonder that everyone thinks Count Philip has become scary. If he looks like this now, he will scare countless children to tears if he walks down the street.
His secretary remembered that the Earl had become like this since he returned from the royal city, which made people feel extremely unfamiliar.
She was fine before meeting His Majesty the King.
“It’s like it’s targeting me!”
Count Philip threw everything on the table to the ground, unlocking the Desktop Cleaning Master achievement.
Hundreds of workers died in large numbers, and no ore was brought back. This tragedy can no longer be described as a total loss of all money; a more serious adjective is needed.
Just one day of no income was nothing to the Bed family, but what worried him was the newly appeared monsters. It was said that there was a flying dragon that could cause explosions!
If it really is a dragon, he will never be able to mine this ore again!
"At this very moment, at this very moment."
He grabbed his hair in annoyance and actually pulled out a lot of it. There was blood on the ends of his hair, which was a bit scary.
"What is Lord Philip so anxious about?" another person in the room spoke up. "Are you worried that your promise to His Majesty the King cannot be fulfilled?"
This man was also wearing the captain's armor of the Light Eagle Team. He was slightly shorter than Gelka and looked younger, but there was a cunning look on his face.
"What else can I worry about besides this?" Count Philip said, "I have promised Your Majesty that I will provide you with double the amount of concentrated blood therapy potion, if you don't mine more ore."
"Come on, the blood-elixir reserves in your warehouse are already sufficient, and there is still a lot left."
The captain of the Light Eagle Corps uttered a "huh", as if he saw through everything. "You are just using His Majesty's order to make a profit. His Majesty only gave you the Sean Dungeon temporarily for the sake of doing things, but you declared to the outside world that Sean has become your permanent private property. Tsk tsk."
Count Philip showed an unhappy look. "It's none of your business. I will return the dungeon when the deadline is up."
This person really doesn't know how to talk. Even if everyone knows the truth, some things can't be brought out into the open! The count clenched his fists.
If I had known, I would not have asked the Light Eagle Group to come and maintain the situation. The two captains who came are both annoying guys.
The Light Eagle Corps was divided into three levels: mercenaries, captains, and group leaders. It was thanks to the king that he was able to invite two captains and the teams they led this time.
"I'm not blaming you. Whether you make money or lose money has nothing to do with me. I'm only responsible for bringing back enough potions," the captain shrugged. "I'm just giving you a piece of advice. It's not too late to let go now. Post a notice, apologize to the adventurers, and restore the previous order."
"That's enough, stop talking!"
"I advise you not to indulge your desires like His Majesty, otherwise you will become a wild beast like him."
The captain suddenly smiled and didn't finish his words, which was more thought-provoking.
He left the room, apparently intending to give the Count some time to think.
This man seems to know something about the king's strange illness, but what does this have to do with Count Philip?
Could it be that the Count was also infected?
Perhaps he was awakened, the fierce light in Count Philip's eyes subsided a little, reason prevailed again, and he began to think about whether what he did was really right.
It seemed like I had done something really wrong.
Something is wrong.
The memories of these days replayed in my mind, and the more I watched, the weirder they seemed.
The recent series of things don't seem like something I would do. They are so wrong. How can you do business this way?
What on earth has influenced me?
There was more and more rationality in his eyes, and his vision gradually became clearer.
“Dongdong——”
There was a knock on the door, and a servant ran in in a panic, holding up a piece of purple-red ore and shouting:
"My Lord Earl, an adventurer claims to have found a production site for purple blood vine! A large amount of purple blood vine!"
Count Philip's eyes were once again invaded by madness.
“Where is it!”
at the same time.
"A-choo!" Roger, who was far away in the Resurrection House, suddenly sneezed.
"Strange, why do I feel like my wealth has been robbed?"
He suddenly remembered that he had not yet sold the information about the purple blood vine to Count Philip.
"Forget it, no hurry," he then picked up a corpse and said to himself:
"Anyway, I'm the only one who knows where the purple blood vine is produced."
(End of this chapter)
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