Chapter 97 The Invitation to the Competition

Author: Seedless Melon

Chapter 97 The Invitation to the Competition

Even the Emperor's daughter dressed up in great costumes would be amazed even by the Grand Duke Habs.

The snow-white dress and large pieces of feather-like silk ornaments extend down from her waist like an open-screen peacock. The golden red shawl paired with the top outfit together outlines an amazing waist curve. The jade-red fan she holds in her hand is the finishing touch, making her feel rich and luxurious all over her body.

"Miss Imperial Girl, your beauty is as usual." The old duke seemed to be evoked by the past and memories, with sighs in his eyes, "Extraordinary people have a lifespan and health that ordinary people cannot achieve."

"You've been too rewarded~" the imperial daughter smiled, "Depending on your physical condition, you can fight three more Patriotic Wars."

When talking about the Patriotic War, the old duke changed the topic, or entered today's topic.

"I'm sorry for Albret's previous actions," said the old duke, "he was too rude."

"I'm sorry I can't help Habsburg, too." The Emperor's tone said indifferently, "I'm sorry for your value and invitation."

"Actually, I was also surprised at that time. You would accept this invitation. In the late stage of the Second Patriotic War, you no longer participated in the war. I thought I would not help Ansa again." said the old duke.

"This is not to help Ansa, but to assist you, our commander." The emperor girl played with the fan in her hand. "At that time, you sold me a lot of resources. I am a businessman and always pay attention to favors and rewards. In addition, the price you offered this time also made me unable to refuse."

"So, next you need help Albret, he needs your potion." said the old duke, "He was bewitched by the Mother of the Plague and took taboo things that should not be used."

"What do you need?" said the Imperial Girl. "If Baron Habs doesn't cooperate, I can do very little, and there is not even much to do."

The old duke said, "This time, in His Majesty the King's spiritual literature competition, a new form of spiritual literature will appear. According to the information I have obtained, it is very suitable for Albret."

The imperial daughter asked, "That new form of spiritual literature points to a heroic spirit of the 'master' type? Are you planning to ask me to make another 'master' potion?"

The old duke nodded.

The Emperor's daughter was a little confused, "I always thought that Tao 16 was already the limit of the 'master' heroic spirit. If this heroic spirit was weaker than Tao 16, according to the principle of the only existence of the spiritual text, even if it could be made into the 'master' potion, it would not superimpose extraordinary power on the baron, and the baron could not get rid of his current dilemma."

"Professor Yang thinks it is stronger," said the old duke.

Oh~ The emperor's eyes were bright and interested.

Professor Yang is an authority in the field of spiritual literature. Although he is not an Ansas, his views are beyond national boundaries and are unanimously respected by the spiritual literature research community.

"Have Professor Yang seen this batch of new spiritual literature in the hands of the king?" asked the emperor's daughter.

"Yes, Professor Yang has entered the 'ruins'." said the old duke.

"I actually entered the 'ruins', which is a place that only the expedition team dared to enter." The imperial daughter sighed and admired, "I am really an old man with academic enthusiasm and dedication."

"So are you planning to participate in this spiritual literature competition?" asked the old duke.

"Prime Minister, I am a 'legend'. It would be too embarrassing to leave the game myself." The imperial daughter shook her head, "If you need it, I can send my students."

"Is Lilis Seral?" the old duke shook his head, "her strength is not enough."

"I have another student," said the Emperor, "that is the one you are trying to get wanted."

"The Moonlight Knight is your student?" The old duke was surprised.

The imperial daughter said helplessly, "If it weren't for my student, why would you want him? Commander-in-chief, don't use your 'iron-fisted strategy' on me."

Hahaha~ The old duke laughed like a lion.

After laughing, the old duke said, "According to the convention, there will be people in Octor to participate. These spiritual scholars are very strong. Are you sure?"

The Emperor said, "According to your approach, shouldn't I make a list for you, and then all the threatening opponents will disappear before the game?"

"This time it won't be that simple, after all, we haven't started a war with Octor yet," said the Duke. "But we can indeed start from threats within Anza, such as your other student who was expelled from the workshop."

The imperial daughter wanted to open her mouth and said something, but then shut up. She knew it was useless.

...

After Truman was assassinated.

Zhengmao was studying who had become evil in his apartment.

After thinking about it, there is only Habsburg, but Habs already believes in him. Could it be that this kid has a secret move behind his back?

But looking at Habs, little, doesn't have such a brain.

...

At the same time.

Truman, who was getting along with a mechanical maid in the Potion Workshop, received a notice from the Emperor's daughter.

"Assessed in the Spiritual Culture Competition, as the Moonlight Knight?"

The notice was so ridiculous and illogical that Truman was stunned.

"I'm a wanted criminal." Truman knocked on his face.

"The Prime Minister can post your wanted order and decide to cancel it within one minute," said the Emperor. "You don't understand the power and status of the old Habs as the Prime Minister in Ansas."

"So the wanted order is to let the Moon Night Knight participate in the competition?" Truman understood, "But the Moon Night Knight has not shown the corresponding spiritual text translation ability."

"Old Habs hopes to 'kidnaise' me... it's really troublesome." The imperial daughter was a little worried, "but she couldn't return the deposit after collecting the deposit."

It is rare for Truman to be worried when he sees the imperial daughter.

"Why can't you retreat?" Truman asked.

"It's all spent." said the Emperor. "Many of the beautiful skirts hand-made by royal tailors use precious materials bought from other countries and even other mainlands, and cost a lot of money."

"Teacher, is it easy to reveal how much money Habs gave you as a deposit?" Truman was a little curious.

"18,000 gold pounds." The imperial daughter sighed, "I can't pay it back at all."

One, 18,000 pounds... Truman suddenly felt that the profession of potionist was full of "money".

No wonder the Emperor Girl does not run the Potions Workshop at all. It turns out that she has found the biggest sucker.

"So prepare for it, my dear student." The emperor smiled beautifully at Truman.

"I'm going to be kicked out of the Potions Workshop in six days." Truman shook his head. He didn't want the "Moon Night Knight" to participate in the Spiritual Culture Competition, because Truman wants to participate in the competition, and his "share" is not enough for two identities.

"You can live for a long time." The imperial daughter's bottom line is also relatively relaxed. "When you get the spiritual literature carrier that is more 'supported' than Tao 17, I will give you a very generous reward."

More unique than Tao 17... More suitable to become a hero who is "suggested" than Zhuge Liang?

Is there such an existence?

"What's the reward?" Truman asked.

"The potion formula for 'Stand the Lord'." said the Emperor.

"Trade!" Truman nodded immediately.

This recipe is worth 18,000 gold pounds!
Chapter completed!