Chapter 82 The Showdown between the Peaks
On the day when the sixth boiler exploded into pieces, Psyche, Richardnar and Manuai arrived at the Wesson Territory with a huge fleet. .
Frederick immediately rushed to the town of Troichtlingen and came to the dock. It was as busy as ever. Today there were many more people in robes looking around curiously.
He found Psyche and Richard Nall in a boat.
“Thank you for your hard work, everyone,” he smiled and got on the boat, “Did the journey go well? Why don’t you go back and rest.”
"Hey, sister Psyche, your new clothes are so beautiful."
Today Psyche is wearing a traditional Constantinian dress, a long-sleeved skirt made of white cotton. There are only exquisite embroideries of bright yellow silk thread on the cuffs, below the collar and on the bottom edge of the skirt; outside the skirt is a blue robe with a circle of white embroidery around it; a leather belt inlaid with crystals is tied around the waist.
"It's beautiful." She said proudly, "I ordered it a long time ago and ran over before I had time to pick up the goods. I just happened to pick up the goods this time."
Frederick nodded. Said: "Yeah, it's very beautiful."
"Get off the boat quickly, I asked the kitchen to prepare a banquet."
Richard Nall next to him said depressedly: "Hey, why don't you praise my clothes."
Frederick deliberately left him hanging.
Today the sword master is also wearing traditional Constantbulian clothes. The embroidery on the white silk robe is much better than the one on Psyche's skirt in terms of material and workmanship.
The most important thing is that he is also wearing a purple cloak full of gold embroidery, which is a big problem.
Although wealthy people can afford purple clothes, it is different in Constantbul. Purple is a symbol of imperial power. People other than members of the royal family who want to wear purple clothes will not only get rewards, but also rebel and become the emperor.
Frederick tilted his head and asked him: "Master, are you robbing the emperor's wardrobe?"
Psyche burst out laughing, and the expression on Richard Nar's face It became very exciting, and finally said angrily: "I originally wanted to give you this cloak when you got married, but I won't give it to you now!"
Frederick scratched his head, embarrassed. He asked: "Master, how did you get this cloak?"
"Robbing it." Richard Nall replied angrily.
Frederick looked extremely surprised, and then asked expectantly with eyes full of stars: "I think this cloak should be a very important trophy or prize, right?"
At this time, Richard Narr became proud, and said in a very humble tone: "It's nothing, but I just killed a... haha... God of Law, that country bumpkin emperor was so scared that he gave it to me."
Frederick had a real expression of surprise on his face, and then he stomped his feet in regret.
Frederick knew that Richard Nar was powerful, but he had never been able to see the Juggernaut take full action. After all, no one here except Psyche was his opponent, and he had not yet taken action against those who were famous for challenging him. He went down with all his strength without delaying fishing.
This is a life and death battle between the two top powerhouses, the Sword Master and the Dharma God. How exciting and brilliant it is. It doesn’t matter if the steam engine is built later. If you miss this kind of battle once, you may not have a chance. .
"Master..." Frederick said coquettishly, "Can you tell me what happened in that battle?"
Richard Nall continued to chirp: "Oh, there's nothing to say. He's just a magic god. He can solve it with just a few clicks of his fingers."
Frederick continued to be cute and coquettish, pulling his sleeves. He kept shaking and said cutely: "Master... just say..."
"It's nothing." Richard Nall folded his hands on his chest and looked up at the blue sky, "That day we When we first arrived in Constantbul, Phocas gave me some honor and invited us to dinner in the palace.”
“He won this time because he didn’t know that he had recruited a young Dharma master there. "God, he is not even forty years old. He is quite a genius. He has just entered this field in the past two years. It is very rare for him to reach this stage at this age." "He is too arrogant, but that's okay. It’s okay, I’ve been like this before, but his fault was that he wanted to use me as a stepping stone.”
Frederick immediately asked excitedly: "Does he want you to challenge?"
Richard Nall smiled, with a face full of sarcasm, and continued: "If he seriously writes a challenge, he will still challenge you." You can save your life, but you actually provoked me at the banquet and wanted to argue with me about whether magic or sword is faster within seven steps."
At this time, Psyche answered from the side: "That's what he said. He is qualified. His fast spell casting skills are indeed the best in the world. You can learn from him."
Frederick opened his mouth in surprise and asked nervously: "Master, are you not injured?"
The top combat forces are fighting in milliseconds. Whoever can seize the momentary opportunity will survive to the end. A magic god Wuyi who is proficient in rapid spell casting has a huge advantage.
Richard Nall said proudly: "Not even a hair of mine was hurt."
Frederick's eyes were filled with admiration for an instant, and he asked him anxiously: "Master, please tell me who you are." How did you do it?"
Richard Nall stood there triumphantly and said nothing, trying to keep it secret.
After Frederick's repeated requests, the Sword Master said: "That fool said something he shouldn't have said, so I shot him in the head in anger."
said After finishing, Richard Nall took out an extra-large revolver from his waist, gestured triumphantly and then put it close to his face in a pose. His expression and posture were very much like the "Wan Chai Gunslinger".
This revolver is much larger than what the army needs to equip, with a caliber of 15 mm, a larger and longer runner, and a silver gun body decorated with gold patterns.
"Diesel made it for me." He said very proudly, "The jet tank is specially strengthened, so it is much more powerful. It is also very powerful after firing, and it is difficult to control."
Frederick was instantly petrified.
It took him a while to come back to his senses. He wanted to complain but didn't know where to start.
Richard Nall smiled and said: "Only us people can do this kind of thing. He felt something was wrong at the time and cast the magic shield, but I enchanted the projectile. Punctured the incomplete magic shield.”
Frederick took a deep breath to calm down.
"That Phokas didn't embarrass you, did he?" He asked a question that made him feel stupid after asking it. He was wearing this purple cloak, so he definitely didn't embarrass you.
Richard Nall said seriously: "I regret not taking you there. You should learn from Phocas' performance."
"You have to remember, can People who rise to power by force or conspiracy should not be looked down upon. They all have their own merits."
"Phocas knows how to win people's hearts. How could he embarrass me and still want me to work for him. , many official positions, territories, and wealth were given.”
"Twenty or thirty beauties were sent out a day," Psyche added for him. "They were all well-educated beauties, and he accepted them all."
The corner of Frederick's mouth twitched. .
But this is normal. To win people's hearts is nothing more than drinking, sex, and wealth.
Men, it’s normal to accept it.
Richard Nall touched Frederick's head and said with a smile: "Those are the losers' families. If I don't accept them, they will either be sold as slaves or be killed. Send it to the military camp for waste, and I’ll bring it back to you.”
Frederick blinked and asked me what was going on?
(End of this chapter)