The World of Deities

Marathon Fortress spent the whole day in a joyous atmosphere.

In the evening, outside the army depot.

Many excited young nobles flocked to them, and a few of them held command books in their hands.

"I didn't expect that this time the spoils were so rich!"

"Those golden warriors and golden magicians still want to struggle, ha ha, go straight up and strip them!"

"You didn't see Madous's expression, you almost cried."

"Unfortunately, those sanctuary are too strong, and no one dared to touch that fate warlock."

"I fancy that gold-level full-body armor, which is said to be made by a Persian master, with many magic gems inlaid on it."

"I like Persian scimitars. It is a pity that there is a scimitar of the sanctuary rank, and my military merits cannot be exchanged."

"I have enough military service."

"The luckiest one is Andre."

"Yes, there are windy remains on the loot list. I saw it at the auction house in Athens a few years ago, when the mages were fighting desperately."

"Andre, after returning to Athens, you will arrange the reception. You can no longer hide those fine wines in your family's collection."

Andre walked forward with a smile, and said: "I am not going to return to Athens, I am going directly to Delphi to participate in the Pythia Competition, which will be held in seven days."

"I may have to go back to Athens first, and I may miss the previous two days of the game."

"People from all over Greece have already gathered for the Pythia Competition. Fortunately, we are very close to Delphi, which is only two days away."

"Here. Master Quartermaster, we're here to take the spoils." Child looked at the quartermaster with a smile.

The quartermaster is a tall, middle-aged man. He picked up the command book and said with a smile: "Please give your names, and I will check the military merits."

"Andre, you come first!" several people shouted.

"Andre of the Trois family." Andre straightened his chest.

The quartermaster’s smile was even thicker, and he said, "It turns out to be the famous Trois family, wait a minute, let me see..."

He rummaged through the command book, and quickly said with a smile: "Your military exploits are extraordinary, enough to get the desired loot. But... you are the first one, and General Mitaiard has not yet come."

Some nobles changed their faces and looked at Andrea.

"General Demis is not here, we can leave him alone, if General Mitayad did not come, are we a bit reckless?"

"What's the recklessness? It's not him this time, it's the Ullak. He is a civilian, so naturally we don't have to worry about it."

"Think again."

Andre hesitated for a moment and asked: "Are all the items on the high-level loot list in your arsenal?"

"All there."

"Where are the remains after the wind?" Andre asked.

"It's here." The quartermaster patted the brown wooden box on the side, and a faint blue light appeared on it, sealed by magic.

Andre took a deep breath, his heart beating quickly.

Even if the Trois family has a big business, his father only gave a limit of fifty thousand golden eagle magic equipment at the silver rank.

This number was originally 80,000, but unfortunately, it was reduced by 30,000 because of offending Su Ye and the Pan Dion family.

Fifty thousand golden eagles are a huge sum of money for any silver magician, after all, they can buy a full five gold magical instruments.

However, the remains of bronze miracles cannot be bought.

"Is my military service enough?" Andre asked.

The quartermaster looked at it, smiled awkwardly, and said, "The value of this post-wind remains is too high, and your military service is not enough."

"What, my military merits are enough for a small soldier to be promoted to corps leader!" Andre couldn't help raising his voice.

The quartermaster said helplessly: "The trophies originally required low military merits, but the masters of the magicians learned about them. They used various methods to find trust in exchange for the remains of Fenghou. This remains has a very good appearance. There have not been such intact remains after the wind in more than ten years. There is no way, we have to improve the military merits of redeeming this trophy, and those masters of mages calm down."

"Then... I can borrow my military merits." Andre said.

Some of the nobles near him were happy and some frowned.

"You are a member of the heroic family. Of course it is okay at ordinary times, but... I am afraid that other nobles will also fight for the remains of the wind. If you use your military service to exchange it, it is nothing, but I am afraid it will damage Tross. The reputation of the family." The quartermaster persuaded.

Andre looked at the wooden box with magic light quietly.

Borrowing military merit from others belongs to the unspoken rule of the nobility, but if someone is stabbed out, it is also a matter to shame the family.

"I borrowed my military merits!"

"Well, you can ask your friends." The quartermaster said helplessly.

"Who would lend it to me?" Andre asked.

"I! All friends, it doesn't matter!"

"Just a little military merit!"

Four of them spoke first, and Andre was overjoyed and said, "Thank you very much! When I return to Athens, I will thank you twice!"

"Remember, the wine of Tierra Island!"

"no problem!"

Several nobles gathered together to make up their military merits.

"Please look at the spoils first." The quartermaster finished speaking and opened the wooden box.

Everyone looked over curiously.

The mouth of the box was covered with light blue light, like a thin plastic film.

Under the light blue film, a palm-sized human skeleton is placed in the center of the bottom.

The slap-sized human-shaped bones are all crystal clear, like cyan crystals, curled up quietly.

"What a nice view……"

"It's a work of art."

"I heard that these are the remains thousands of years ago, and they are so intact. Andre, you are lucky."

The quartermaster smiled and said: "The remains of the magical creatures were originally numerous, but it is difficult to keep them intact. A little damage, the power of the magic servants will be greatly reduced, and even the summoning will fail. Congratulations, Master Andre."

Andre grinned, and when there was wind, he didn't need to envy the unicorn of hell.

"Okay, I'll exchange it." Andre said.

At this moment, an old and thick laughter sounded from outside the armory: "Capulos, are the remains after the wind still there?"

Everyone was stunned, the voice was too familiar.

General Miteaade.

How could he come here in person?

How could he mention the remains after the wind?

Quartermaster Capoulos glanced at Andrea with a weird look, and laughed loudly: "General, you are here at the right time. Some noble friends are about to change the wind."

"Ok?"

A tall figure entered the door like a giant bear breaking in.

Mitayad's eyes fell on everyone.

Everyone felt that their skin was lit by his eyes.

"General Miteaud!"

Everyone bowed their heads and saluted.

General Miteyade's eyes fell on Andre.

"Little Andrea, I said that my vision is correct. You will definitely become an excellent magician in the future. I have seen your command on the battlefield. Although immature, you already have the style of your father. Can you I am very happy to come to the marathon." Miteaud praised.

"I just did what I was supposed to do." Andre hurriedly said modestly.

Mitaiyade glanced over everyone, frowned slightly, then smiled, and asked with a gentle smile: "Who among you has three military merits at the commander level? Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Everyone froze in place, looking awkward.

Andre's throat rolls, he is at a loss, trying to find a solution.

The quartermaster said: "General, Andre borrowed his military merits."

There seemed to be lava flowing on Andre's face, and a demon roaring in his heart.

Damn quartermaster!

Miteyard looked at Andrea, stunned, his eyes dimmed, no longer his previous style.

He nodded lightly and said: "Capulos, I exchange the remains of the wind."

"Yes, general." Without a word, the quartermaster closed the wooden box and held his hands forward.

General Miteyade held up the wooden box with his right hand, was about to move and turned, but took a step forward and patted Andre's shoulder with his left hand.

"Keep working hard." After speaking, General Mitheyade turned and left.

Some nobles looked at Andre enviously, and were praised and encouraged by General Miteaud. This was a great honor.

However, a few nobles, like Andre, were writhing in their hearts.

General Mitaiyade's temperament is well known, straightforward and kind, and rarely loses his temper.

However, it does not mean that he is a good person.

If the phrase "keep working hard" is replaced by someone with a slightly less temperament, it should be "you let me down".

Borrowing military exploits is not a big taint, but in the eyes of a military general like Mitayad whose glory is more important than anything else, this is the big sand in his eyes.

What's more, why did General Mitheyade come in exchange for the remains of Fenghou himself?

Is Andre fighting for the spoils of war with General Miteaud?

Thinking of this, some nobles sweated coldly, and Andre was dying.

Although General Mitheyade didn't make a comparison, it didn't mean that his men didn't.

"You pick, I'll go first." Andre walked out of the armory silently after speaking.

A few good nobles hurried to keep up.

After walking for a while, Andre cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it!"

"Andre, don't take it to heart, it's just an accident. Next, I will talk about the improvement of Urak's military merits. Let people mention it. It is your suggestion. I believe the general's perception of you will improve."

"Yes. Besides, if you are going to participate in the Pythia Contest next time, the general will definitely go to watch. As long as you succeed in winning the harp championship and gain a reputation, the general will inevitably forget the little unhappiness."

"These are small things."

Andre nodded, but thought in his heart, General Miteyade can't use the remains of the wind, who is going to give it away?

Su Ye and others stood in the courtyard and watched General Mitaiad's guards leave.

Afterwards, everyone looked at the wooden box on the stone table.

"Oh, worthy of a general, after sending the remains of the unicorn to the wind! Why didn't no one send me!" Castor was very envious.

"The key is to save a lot of military merit!" Comodores said.

"It may be that my incomparable personality charm conquered General Mitheyade, just like conquering General Dimis." Su Ye was full of emotion.

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

The Spartans croaked.

"Look at the wind and curb my urge to vomit." Castor heard.

"Look at the wind queen."

"Thank you for help after the wind."

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