Chapter 252 The Duchess’s Dinner, Laurel Potion
The divinity of the goddess of youth is like a magnificent aurora, misty and uncertain, and finally descends on Yeats.
Seeing the manifestation of the miracle, the bards in the venue were shocked, and immediately they unanimously gave heartfelt applause.
This poem by Yeats seems to have been approved by the goddess of youth!
This divine choice of the goddess of art and youth won the crown at this poetry festival and became the champion of the first event of the competition!
Crane held his pipe in his mouth and applauded with everyone. He came from a wealthy family and was well-read. He could see the uniqueness of Yeats's poem. He won the crown with this famous poem. Yeats was the one everyone expected!
Cheers and applause rang out enthusiastically. Crane took the opportunity to observe Duchess Lee Matilda on the side. She clapped gracefully and stared at the particularly eye-catching young man in the crowd with her twinkling eyes. , eyes full of admiration and admiration.
She does not look like a noble lady, but like an unmarried girl who will blush and be moved by a talented poet.
Klan slowly exhaled the smoke, his eyes were surprisingly bright in the smoke, and he thought: "High-end hunters often appear like prey... Yeats is not a clever pretender."
< br>"Today's dinner at the Duke of Suffolk's house must be able to find some key clues!" Crane thought to himself.
On the balcony on the second floor, Elsa sighed and said:
"It's a pity that His Majesty the King did not come to the venue in person today, otherwise Baron Yeats could have deepened his impression in His Majesty's eyes."
< br>"Your Majesty is in poor health and may be resting now." June said.
Elsa said in surprise: "But at the opening ceremony that day, wasn't His Majesty still in high spirits?"
June's hand tapped lightly on the table, silent. Without saying a word, His Majesty probably paid a huge price to get up from the bed and regain the vitality of his youth.
Neither June nor her father, Duke Lannister, are optimistic about how long this vitality can last. They all believe that the moment Lionheart dies, the six Dukes will start a civil war for the throne.
The Blood Spider Lord is lurking among these six Dukes, and he is also eyeing the Golden Lion Throne.
If the vampires are allowed to become the behind-the-scenes rulers of the Golden Lion Kingdom, the Golden Lion people will become blood eaters and slaves, which will be a hellish tragedy.
June speculated that not only Yeats, but also His Majesty the King must be pursuing the traces of the Blood Spider Lord with all his strength. If he can kill the Blood Spider Lord, he will definitely receive a generous reward.
The reason why the king did not make this news public, but investigated it secretly, was because once it was made public, it would arouse mutual suspicion among the six dukes, and the civil war would break out in advance, which would be conducive to the Blood Spider Duke's secret actions.
'If I tell my father about this, he can have an advantage in the battle for the throne. With my father's help, it will be easier to investigate the Blood Spider Lord. However, I have promised Yeats not to reveal this matter to my father. '
June frowned, falling into a trace of self-doubt.
‘I’m not even a hero, can I really figure out this case...’
June hesitated, tapping his fingers on the table.
Elsa held the excerpted poem and whispered:
"I despised my soul seven times...The fifth time was between difficulty and ease, and I chose easy. June, what does this sentence mean?"
June was stunned for a moment, As if he had received a divine revelation, there was a hint of light in his eyes.
"It means that even if you are dripping with blood, you must keep going on the thorny road!"
'Among the six dukes, the Duke of Suffolk is a leper, and the Duke of Cornwall is a leper. As an eight-year-old child, I don’t think these two people are Blood Spiders. '
Ju En thought to himself: 'The Duke of Alba appears to be pious, but I am most suspicious of him... Why don't I take advantage of the opportunity that everyone is in Lundu and rush to his territory to investigate! ’
June decided to discuss her plan with Yeats later, only to hear Elsa suddenly say a little jealously:
"I also wanted to get Baron Yeats' signature, but you beat me to it!"
June's cheeks turned slightly red and she said in a low voice, "I didn't."
"What, I'm talking about her, the duchess!" Elsa pointed.
June looked around and saw a black-haired lady in a fiery red dress. She was holding a small parasol and was about to snuggle up to Baron Yeats's shoulder, holding a small booklet. He handed the quill to Yeats, as if asking for his signature.
"Mrs. Lee Matilda..." June frowned slightly, "When did she marry the Duke of Suffolk?"
"Why do you ask this?"
"I'm just a little curious. The Duke of Suffolk seems to have been suffering from leprosy since he was a child... I didn't expect to marry such a beautiful lady." June said lightly.
Elsa turned her head and thought for a while, then said: "The Duke of Suffolk's wedding seemed to have been two years ago. My father and I attended it together, and I still have some impressions."
"I heard that the Duke of Suffolk's leprosy was about to be cured at that time, so the wedding was held." Elsa said, "But now it seems that it is still not getting better."
June's heart skipped a beat.
In front of her eyes, there was a scene of the Duke of Suffolk wearing an iron mask, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in chain mail and a hood.
The eyes that shot out from the gap in the iron mask suddenly became quite strange in June's memory.
‘Perhaps the Duke of Suffolk has already been replaced? ’ June frowned tightly, ‘What kind of face is that under the iron mask? ’
June’s eyes looked down at the Duchess who was still chatting with Yeats with a smile, and said in deep thought:
"Do you know where the Duke of Suffolk's manor is, Elsa?"
"It's probably in the south. It's a relatively remote manor, but the Duchess often holds banquets and often invites poets and artists. I'm a guest at the manor." Elsa paused and said with some dissatisfaction, "Do you also think that lady is very beautiful?"
June was startled. In the past, she would not hesitate to admire the Duchess. eyes, but now for some reason, her eyes fell more on Yeats's broad shoulders and slender hands.
June cleared her throat and said: "If you guessed it correctly, the Duchess will invite Yeats to a dinner party at her house... Let's go with Yeats too."
"Really? I have no objection!" Elsa's eyes shone slightly and she said suspiciously, "How did you know that the Duchess would invite Yeats?"
June smiled coldly and said: "That woman is a fisherman and will not miss a big fish."
Ten minutes ago.
Yeats took a bottle of sparkling golden potion in a transparent container from the blind priestess and asked in surprise: "What is this?"
Hebe said softly: "This In addition to the blessing of the goddess of youth, it is another award given to the poet laureate, [Laurel Potion]"
Yeats was slightly surprised: "Could it be the lost five-ring potion? ”
Magic potions can often activate the potential in the extraordinary person's body and give the extraordinary person new talents.
The [Laurel Potion] in front of you is extremely rare in the original plot. It is a potion that can only be obtained after completing tasks related to the God of Light.
After drinking this potion, you can obtain combat skills talents related to the God of Light, and it is very suitable for the bard profession. It is regarded as one of the most suitable high-level potions for poets!
Yeats was a little shocked. He didn't expect that besides blessings, there would be unexpected joy!
Hebe nodded slightly, the silver eye protection on his face reflected the light, placed his hands elegantly in front of him, and said softly:
"Laurel and olive trees are the sacred trees of the Goddess of Youth, and many years ago, laurel was actually a symbol of the God of Light. This bottle of [Laurel Potion] has been stored in the Temple of Youth for many years. I received an oracle asking me to Give this bottle of magic potion to the winner of the poem." Yeats couldn't help but exhaled to contain the ups and downs in his heart.
The five-ring potion is extremely valuable, not to mention that now that the God of Light has fallen, the production process of [Laurel Potion] has long been lost, making it particularly rare!
Yeats solemnly took the [Laurel Potion] and asked:
"I would like to ask, what kind of talent can this potion give me?"
"After the [Laurel Potion] is digested, it will increase your ability as a poet, allowing you to break through to the fifth-ring poet faster. It will also provide you with talents related to [Archery]," Heber said.
The God of Light is capable of both civil and martial arts, and can unleash combat skills through a golden sword and a silver bow. He is known as the 'King of Golden Swords' and the 'God of Bows and Arrows'.
[Laurel Potion] As a five-ring potion, it would take an ordinary person three to five years to fully digest the power contained in the potion. However, once it is fully digested, you will gain a powerful talent that will make your archery skills improve by leaps and bounds. !
Yeats's eyes lit up.
In terms of swordsmanship, I have been able to master it through the two professions of Sword Dance Poet and Wild Hunt Knight.
But archery is really Yeats's weak point.
This bottle of [Laurel Potion] containing the divinity of light can just make up for Yeats's shortcomings, giving him powerful archery talent, and making Yeats one step closer to the template of the God of Light!
‘This poetry festival was really rewarding. ’ Yeats thought to himself, ‘Not only did I get the [Blessed Poetic Mead] suitable for cooking, but I also got the five-ring magic potion! ’
‘The goddess of mist is just having fun, if you really want to hug her, you have to look at the goddess of youth! ’
Duan Ya complained: “Isn’t that what you said before?”
Yeats calmly ignored it, I will hug whichever thigh is closer!
“The digestion of potions is a long and painful process, especially the five-ring [laurel potion].” The blind priestess said in a broad voice, “After taking the potion, you don’t have to rush. By constantly training in archery, you can speed up the digestion of the potion."
Yeats nodded.
A large part of the reason why I have been promoted without any bottlenecks is due to my talent of ‘Spirit of Food’.
This talent can improve the potion, speeding up the digestion time of the potion to the time of a meal.
Ordinary people have to spend time if they want to digest the power contained in the promotion potion, so young high-level people are particularly rare. This is why June and others were so shocked when they learned about Yeats's rapid progress.
From a certain perspective, Yeats's promotion speed has broken the generally accepted theorem and cannot be simply summarized as genius.
However, if you want to digest the Five Rings [Laurel Potion], there is no shortcut, you must practice it honestly.
Thinking of his worrying talent in combat skills, Yeats's happy mood turned a little helpless. He didn't know how long it would take to unlock this talent in archery.
‘That’s it for now, drink the laurel potion when you go back. ’ Yeats thought to himself, ‘I have the Sword of Silver. This sword has a deep connection with the God of Light. Maybe it can help me digest the magic potion! ’
In addition to the laurel potion, another big harvest is [Blessing·Mead of Poetry].
The ‘Poetry Mead’ brewed by the goddess of youth is coveted even by the gods. One drop can turn a mortal into an extraordinary poet.
The 'Mead of Poetry' obtained by Yeats is a low-mix version of the Mead of Poetry mixed with water, but it has the advantage of being able to be mass-produced. With the advantage of a continuous supply, it has been able to compete with the 'Mead of Poetry' Fountain of Neva' comparable.
In Yeats’s view, this ‘mead of poetry’ can be used to remove odor, add aroma, and enhance taste during cooking... It is simply an ideal cooking wine!
“The oracle says that the blessing given to you by the goddess of youth can actually be traced back to [Bacchus]. The god of light and the god of wine are the gods most respected by poets in ancient times..."
Hebe sighed softly and said: "But at present, these two beliefs have declined. The goddess of youth bestows this blessing on you, and also hopes that you will revive literature and art."
Yeats thought of At the opening ceremony of the Paris Olympics, he secretly thought:
“The Bacchus you are talking about, does he look similar to the Smurfs?”
Heb said that he would stay in London longer. It's time to wait until this competition ends before returning to the imperial capital.
Yeats couldn't help but have an idea: The Frostwind Witch is responsible for building the Winter Temple in the territory, and there is no professional guidance on the construction of the Art Temple.
It's better to bring this fire prevention girl to the mountain and trick her into helping to build the temple!
This plan is not urgent. Yeats said goodbye to Hebei and met the waiting Crane.
“It’s really a good poem.” Crane praised it without hesitation.
Yeats smiled and asked: "What are the findings of the investigation?"
Crane replied: "It will be there soon...here, she is coming over."
Yeats smelled a fragrant scent of perfume. The beautiful and dignified black-haired lady held a parasol and smiled reservedly:
"I have heard of the name of Baron Yeats's poem a long time ago. Today, in the poem I was lucky enough to see her at the festival, and she truly deserves her reputation.”
“The Duchess is so polite,” Yeats said.
Lady Lee Matilda said that she was particularly fond of poetry, and wanted to ask Yeats to sign the excerpts of poems she had excerpted, and invited Yeats to attend the dinner held at White Oak Manor tonight.
“I have also invited talented poets such as Richard, Rilgo and Perron, and they have agreed to attend.” The Duchess smiled and said, “I would be honored if you are willing to come. ”
Entering White Oak Manor to investigate was originally the plan set by Yeats and Crane.
Yeats pretended to ponder, and then smiled and said: "The Duchess has kindly invited me, and I cannot refuse. I will definitely attend the banquet tonight."
Mrs. Matilda smiled even more. Strong, he nodded gracefully: "Looking forward to your visit!"
Looking at Matilda's retreating back, Crane twirled his mustache: "She is really a charming woman... Baron Yeats, Don't fall under her pomegranate skirt."
"I have seen all the big scenes." Yeats said calmly, "Besides, I am not Perun."
"That poet Perun is probably not interested in human beings." Crane held his pipe in his mouth.
Yeats was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "That makes sense!"
Klan smiled and said: "Then I'll see you later, I'll take advantage of you and go take a look. Look at the Duchess's dinner party!"
Yeats nodded.
“You have to go back to Silver Birch Manor first and drink [Laurel Potion].”
Yeats secretly thought to himself and speculated that the championship rewards for the next two events of the competition would be equally impressive.
“My archery skills have improved, and I will have more confidence to face the next duel!”
(End of this chapter)