80: Alchemy Knight Sword, Daniel's Death

Among the two items,

the cover of the finger-thick book clearly read, "Wolf King Breathing Technique."

"What do you think of this reward?" Lord Madock asked calmly, waking Gevas from his ecstasy.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Lord Madock. Gevas will do his utmost to complete the task you have given him," Gevas said excitedly, wishing he could kneel and swear an oath on the spot.

At this moment, he completely forgot his previous worries and anxieties.

He was simply overjoyed and enthusiastically flipped through the Breathing Technique in his hand.

Lord Madock nodded with satisfaction at this, but a look of disdain appeared in his eyes.

This Wolf King Breathing Technique is an advanced Breathing Technique.

It is also the superior cultivation method to the Fighting Wolf Breathing Technique, requiring no re-cultivation.

One only needs to replace and add a portion of the Breathing Technique's content based on the existing foundation.

"With this Wolf King Breathing Technique, I will be able to reach the peak of the Just Knight realm within three years!" Gevas suppressed his excitement and quickly flipped through the entire Breathing Technique.

"In less than five years, I will have a certain degree of confidence to attempt to break through to Armed Knight!"

Thinking of this, Gevas's peripheral vision glanced at the item next to the Breathing Technique book.

It was an essence fruit, as big as a fist, round and full, containing a majestic life force.

"This essence fruit has reached the second-tier level and can be used as the main ingredient for a breakthrough potion," Gevas calculated in his mind. With this essence fruit, he could go to the Potion Masters Association to exchange for a breakthrough potion of average quality.

Alternatively, he could spend a few more coins to buy several precious auxiliary ingredients.

Then, he could invite a Potion Master to refine a high-quality breakthrough potion for him.

"Oh, and Gevas,"

Lord Madock added again at this moment.

"This alchemical knight's sword is also yours."

As soon as he finished speaking, the attendant next to him reached down to his waist and drew out a sword.

Immediately, the soft, slender sword, like a belt, was handed over by the attendant.

"This..."

Gevas was somewhat overwhelmed by the favor and quickly took it.

This kind of soft sword is usually used for assassination or as a defensive sword in special circumstances.

It is very popular among assassins and high-society nobles—especially young ladies and noblewomen.

There is no need to explain why assassins like this soft sword.

As for why nobles like it, it is because, out of etiquette, they cannot always wear their knight's sword.

And alchemical items with storage space functions are too expensive; even as nobles, not everyone can afford them.

Therefore, this type of soft sword, made of flexible material that can be bent and wrapped like a belt, came into being.

The most crucial point is that this soft sword can be transformed into a hard steel sword simply by infusing it with battle qi.

And the grade of this kind of soft sword is almost never first-tier; they all start at second-tier.

That is to say, this is a second-tier alchemical knight's sword, priced at over a hundred gold coins!

"Thank you, Lord Madock," Gevas said with immense gratitude, and also with great solemnity and politeness, bowing his head to the attendant.

"And thank you, Mr. Attendant, for your generosity."

The attendant did not reply, only nodded in acknowledgment.

Seeing this, Gevas showed no displeasure; on the contrary, his attitude became even more gentle.

The reason was simple—this attendant was an Armed Knight!

"This soft sword is incredibly sharp, cutting through iron like mud. Even for a Just Knight like me, wearing it around my waist could easily injure myself."

"Yet, when this attendant drew the sword, he was calm and effortless, completely unafraid of harming himself, which means..."

Gevas's eyes flashed. Besides those with extraordinary talents, only Armed Knights would not fear injury.

Because, at the level of an Armed Knight, one can release battle qi from the body without relying on external objects.

For example, forming a layer of battle qi veil on the body's surface to provide a certain protective effect.

Even powerful veteran Armed Knights can directly condense a battle qi armor to withstand enemy attacks.

Gevas observed and confirmed that the attendant was using battle qi to wrap the soft sword, which is why he was not injured.

Therefore, facing an Armed Knight, he naturally dared not be presumptuous.

Next, after a few perfunctory remarks, Lord Madock was ready to let Gevas leave.

However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered something and spoke again.

"Gevas, after you return, find out where Mickey buried Mirar and send me a letter with the location."

"Also, if Mickey wants to leave Hibo Town, you must inform me immediately, do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, Gevas quickly patted his chest and agreed.

Lord Madock nodded, then waved his hand, signaling the attendant to escort him out.

Only Lord Madock remained in the reception room.

He leaned back on the sofa, seemingly a little tired.

His eyes held a complex expression, and his mind was filled with myriad thoughts.

"Mirar, if you can survive this Blood Sacrifice..."

"Perhaps you could see that child Mickey's illness cured..."

Lord Madock murmured to himself. After a long while, he slowly exhaled a turbid breath, shaking his head with a sense of loss.

"What a pity..."

Just then, the attendant walked in.

"Lord Madock, according to your instructions, I have conveyed everything that needed to be conveyed."

"Gevas is currently resting at the inn, and once the slaves are verified tonight, he can return."

Lord Madock merely nodded faintly upon hearing this.

Then, his gaze turned cold, and he spoke.

"According to Gevas, is that Daniel a student of the youth training camp?"

The attendant nodded slightly and said in a low voice,

"Yes, Lord Madock. According to the youth training camp's custom, the rest day will end at the end of the month."

Lord Madock's eyes were gloomy, his voice calm as still water, yet tinged with a hint of coldness.

"Since that is the case, when he returns at the beginning of the month, bring him here and let him also become a sacrifice for the end of the year."

Upon hearing this, the attendant reminded him,

"Lord Madock, according to Gevas, that Daniel is already over eighteen years old."

Lord Madock, however, waved his hand and said with a half-smile,

"It doesn't matter. This year's Blood Sacrifice is different from before; there might be some unforeseen changes."

"Therefore, it is time to activate the family's sacred artifact and let it drink its fill of fresh blood!"

The attendant immediately understood and bowed, saying,

"As you command."

Meanwhile, elsewhere,

in Hibo Town, in the afternoon.

After Litton left, Roan stayed in his room, repeatedly casting the twelve apprentice-level secret spells.

As time passed, his proficiency with these spells also grew higher and higher.

Among them, the most proficient was the Fireball Spell.

Roan could already ignite a flame within a single breath.

And he could cast it in dual or even continuous bursts, throwing out ten fireballs in one go.