"Our Kuwaitan is currently seriously short of all kinds of ore deposits, and food stocks are also seriously insufficient. The recent disasters have been serious, and His Royal Highness the Black Prince has brought us the friendship of the Black Territory. They have all kinds of materials that we urgently need. The Dragon Territory is similar The basin structure, the interior is a plain area, a lot of crops are planted, and the mineral deposits are also very rich. When the turmoil comes, because the defense is strong, the loss is not large, and all kinds of materials are extremely rich, but they are short of top experts, and only the black prince is the one. A fourth-type master is simply not enough to support the entire Dragon Realm."
"But I heard that the Black Prince is very talented," Garen interjected.
"Potential also takes time to turn into strength. No matter how strong the talent is, it is still weak when it is weak." Yawei shook his head. "So this audience, whether it is His Majesty or His Highness the Black Prince, is very important. If the two parties can unite, it will be of great benefit to both parties."
"So the return of so many powerful people is not only because of the importance of the trust ceremony, but also because of the key to the alliance between Kuwaitan and Longyu." Marquis Yawei concluded.
"Understood, no wonder I feel that it is just a trust ceremony, and so many forces are required to protect it. It turns out that this interview is the key." Gallon nodded.
"It's good that you understand. In fact, Garen, you are now known as a type-four master, and you have a certain influence even in the capital. I don't need to say these things, and someone will take the initiative to approach you soon. As a colleague, I also As a person who has experienced it. My suggestion is that you’d better choose some people who can help you as friends. Don’t always associate with people who are lower than yourself. That’s not good for you, it will only make you fall into complacency Among them." The Marquis of Yawei said meaningfully.
As the leader of the purple team, he himself is also a Type 4 master. What he said obviously meant that he intended to get closer to Garen and show a friendly attitude.
"Thank you, Director, for reminding me. I'm also planning to do this, but there is no channel." Garen shrugged and expressed his resignation.
"That's easy." Yawei showed a slight smile, "It happened that a friend from my headquarters came to ask us for Kuwaitan, and there were a few other friends, and we planned to get together. We are all on the same level. , and there are many things that can be exchanged with each other.”
"People from the headquarters?" Garen narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Yes, the structure of the headquarters is different from that of our headquarters. It mainly manages and coordinates the relationship between the headquarters of various countries. Most of the people in it are promoted from the headquarters of each country. This guy was also the director of our Kuwaitan before. He has a relationship with me. Very good. By the way, he is now stuck on the threshold of being promoted to the fifth type, and is preparing for this promotion."
Garen's heart suddenly moved slightly. He was worried about not being able to understand the existence of the fifth type. His own nine-headed dragon already belonged to the limit of the animal system. What do the top existences of the fifth type use as their core? Even nine-headed dragons can't match their totem potential.
Shenyun's evaluation of the nine-headed dragon is that it has exhausted its potential. It's just that they don't know what the core totems of their level are.
"Then do you know if I have the honor to participate?" Garen asked directly.
"That's natural. My friend didn't like Shenyun back then. They came from the same academic class. Shenyun was looked down upon by no one in the academy. This time you can make him eat hard." It's a shame that those of us who are upset with him feel more at ease. Because of this, our circle has always wanted to have direct contact with you, otherwise do you think I would take the initiative to bring up this matter with someone else?" The Marquis of Yawei laugh it out.
"It's a great honor." Garen smiled back, and there was also a trace of expectation in his eyes.
"Actually, five-type masters, the elder councils of all major forces in the entire Eastern Continent add up to a dozen people. It is too difficult to reach this level." Marquis Yawei sighed, "I also stumbled at the beginning. I reached the top of the Type Four, and then stopped for 60 years. More than 60 years have passed, and I am still standing still.”
A look of memory flashed in his eyes. The voice also became sluggish and low.
"My daughter has grown up, my granddaughter has grown up, and even my granddaughter's son has grown up. A few days ago, I went to my daughter's funeral, isn't it ridiculous? She is just an ordinary person who lived eighty years How old are you, and you are actually one step ahead of me, an old man."
Garen could hear a hint of indelible sadness in his words.
It was rare for the two of them to talk to each other, chatting for over an hour before Garen left the office.
They made an appointment for a later gathering, and from Yawei's mouth, Garen also got a lot of information that he could not get access to before.
Just after he came out, and within a few steps, he saw people from the red team waiting outside the passage, looking at him eagerly, as if they were expecting something.
Garen smiled slightly, and took out the white diamond-shaped gemstone from his pocket.
"White!!" The kitten was the first to yell, and immediately covered its mouth. He hugged the fox beside him and almost jumped up.
Both the old man and the red umbrella laughed out of joy.
The child also showed a faint smile.
Garen handed the diamond-shaped gem to the fox and went to the red team's room, where there was an input device that could input the information on the white gemstone into the red team's mission point storage file.
The above system will automatically assign task points according to the performance in the task.
This is already comparable to high-performance scientific research technology, very advanced.
"Next, everyone will have a one-month public vacation. If you don't have any tasks, you can continue to rest. Let's move freely." Gallon announced the arrangement with a smile.
"Long live the team leader!" The kitten called out loudly.
Everyone else laughed out loud.
"If you have nowhere to go, kid, just follow me." Garen looked at the smiling kid and said in a low voice.
"Okay." The kid is an outlier in the red team. He couldn't be promoted because of his weak strength, but because he has a certain specialness, he was quite valued by the previous team leader.
In fact, Garen understood that there were some mysterious guys in each group, but they were different.
After leaving Wellsburg with the child, Garen found a small restaurant at random outside, and the two went in for lunch.
Unlike the last time when we were still in the imperial capital, there are gradually many restaurants and shops run by civilians in the imperial capital, and the shopping of residents is not as crowded as before, and the normal social order is gradually returning.
Guards in white armor patrolled the streets from time to time, and there were fewer homeless people in rough clothes. Some of Avic's policies have been effective.
Garen and the child walked through the street, instead of taking a carriage, they walked directly through a block, and soon came to the branch of the King's Capital War Union.
The branch was built at the corner of an intersection, with a gray and white stone facade, and it was part of a chain of buildings.
A brass plaque with the words 'Tide of the Kite' hung outside.
From time to time, people in black cloaks came in and out.
Garen, wearing a child's mask, pushed open the door and walked into the tide of kites.
It was very quiet and dark inside, and there was a faint sound like a violin in the air. Gentle and gentle, it gives people a sense of tranquility.
Kite Tide is an unusually peaceful bar.
The seats inside are in units of double sofas, and every two double sofas form a group, which are separated by frosted glass walls to form small semi-open single rooms.
The light was a bit dim, only the candles lit on the wall gave off a soft yellow halo.
In each single room, people could be seen going in, and some people got up and left.
On the left hand side of the gate, there is a rectangular bar. Inside stands a bartender, who is mixing drinks for a woman in red. His hands are flipping back and forth, so fast that only a white shadow can be seen.
Garen walked in with a curious child, and immediately a male waiter in black came up to inquire.
"Sir, do you have an appointment?"
"No, I'm looking for the workshop master here." Garen said lightly, and was about to show his badge at the same time, when suddenly his hands froze, and he suddenly remembered that his badge was chained by Shenyun when he was in Xuefeng Totally ruined.
"Please show your guild badge, and we will arrange for you according to your level." The waiter said respectfully.
"Eh, I accidentally lost my badge." Garen said helplessly.
"Use mine." A child's voice came from one side, and at the same time, the thin little hand handed over a black badge, engraved with circles of lines similar to threads.
When the waiter saw the badge, his expression changed slightly.
"Dear guest, please come with me." Obviously, the level of this badge is not low.
Garen rubbed the child's head to express his gratitude.
The two followed the waiter into the depths of the bar and sat down in a single room with a black and silver-patterned sofa.
"Just a moment, please." The waiter took the badge and left. After a while, an old man with a white beard hurried over with a cane and entered the single room.
"I am the guild workshop master here. May I ask what kind of services you need? Except for the highest level, all other services can be halved."
"I want to upgrade my war shackles." Garen rolled up his sleeves, showing the diamond-shaped mark on his arm.
"The shackles of war?" The old man glanced at the imprint on Garen's hand, "What level do you want to upgrade to? According to your badge authority, we can provide up to five levels of improvement. Each level will have an extra hardening spell There will be a total of eight spell slots at the fifth level."
"How much does it cost to upgrade each level?" Garen asked in a low voice.
"Each level requires 20,000 gold wheel cloth. In addition, we also have some solidification techniques for customers to choose from." The old man's attitude is very gentle, obviously because of the black badge.
A piece of golden wheel cloth is equivalent to the purchasing power of about a thousand Iron Tan city coins. 20,000 gold wheel cloth, that is 20 million, which is almost the same as the price that Garen bought the war shackles back then.
However, if the shackles of war are cultivated well, they will play a very good role and can firmly form a powerful small group.
(end of this chapter)