Soul of Burning Steel

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After talking with Joshua and Dimore, Nostradamus quickly walked into the hall, and after he entered the door, the old mage waved his hand, and the door of the hall slammed shut in a burst of blue light, patrolling The guard wanted to step forward to stop it, but after seeing who was doing this, they scratched their heads and stepped back embarrassedly.

"This move, it seems that our Master Mage has discovered some big news."

An old man with gray hair, formal wear and a pair of gold-framed glasses, leaning on a silver carved cane, calmly said to a young man who was holding him next to him: "There must be a meeting to discuss tomorrow. ready."

"Yes, Your Honor!"

Similar conversations continued to appear among the uncompleted people in the corridor. Nostradamus’s hurried steps and slightly rude behavior seemed to be a signal that made everyone feel unusual, not just that. The old man with glasses who is a judge of the Royal Court, the diplomatic envoys of other countries have also noticed that something is wrong, and they have communicated and analyzed with their companions.

But after all, the meeting was over. Some people seemed to have other plans. They ignored the accident and left according to the original plan. Some people did not go far because they were not in a hurry later. Most of them were ministers of the empire. These people who are familiar with the old mage are going to wait for Nostradamus to reappear in the reception hall on the other side. They will ask about the situation and get first-hand news.

Thanks to the actions of the old mage, everyone’s attention was not focused on Joshua. Except for Robzek, no one deliberately paid attention to the group of soldiers standing quietly on the side. Of course, there were exceptions. One was wearing The middle-aged nobleman in Chinese clothes and the few entourages beside him clearly knew Di Moore and Joshua. The nobleman frowned and seemed to be unable to understand why the two appeared at the same time.

(Di Moore and Earl Radcliffe are together? Has this guy completely entered the core of the royal family?)

The middle-aged man thought so, but he didn't know much about it. Instead, he left silently. When he left, he also asked his entourage not to talk too much.

"The Chancellor of the Exchequer Condia, a friend of my mother, a smart man."

The second prince stared at the back of the middle-aged man leaving, with a little regret in his tone: "Unfortunately, he has no talent. He is just an ordinary person, but it is precisely because he is an ordinary person that he can sit in the position of Minister of Finance."

"Except for the Chancellor of the Exchequer, no one seems to know you."

Standing on the corner by the side of the corridor, Joshua looked around and asked, "As the second prince, why are you so unknown?"

The effect of the mist pocket watch is still good. Most people here did not pay attention to him. This made the fighter very satisfied. Atanis did give him a good thing. Joshua felt that next time I must thank you in return.

On the side, Di Moore also spoke back: "It's normal for them not to know me. I rarely live in the imperial capital."

"I was sent to the mountains of the west by my father since I was a child to practice with a reclusive sword saint. After the coming-of-age ceremony, I have been fighting back and forth in the southern fortress and the orc battlefield in the northwest plain."

It seems that because of being defeated by Joshua, the attitude of the second prince has softened a lot, and his tone is not as arrogant as before. He whispered: "The father means that when the orcs are extinct and the empire is completely stabilized, he will go. Considering the successor, during this period, I don’t need to show up, I just need to do my best to increase my strength and learn some politics, management and interpersonal relations by the way.”

—— Let the children with insufficient talents show up to attract the attention of hidden enemies, and let the descendants with real potential sharpen their minions in secret?

Very simple idea, but also very useful. Joshua naturally knew why Israel made such a decision.

Although the empire is large, it also has many enemies. Assassinations against the royal family have never been less. Thousands of guards in Morlai Palace patrol back and forth to protect those who may sneak into assassins, but even so, it is not safe. Whether it's a curse or other methods, in this world of extraordinary power, there are always various ways to kill a descendant of the royal family who has not yet grown up.

There are only two ways to deal with it. One is to wait for these future successors to become stronger so that they can cope with various assassinations. The other is to hide their identities and send them to the outside world. Although this is dangerous, it is actually better than The seemingly copper and iron walls are safer in the palace.

Israel's method of cultivating Di Moore was obviously mixed and used together, and the effect was indeed good. The later generations proved this. Di Moore was undoubtedly a qualified emperor, and his strength was not lost to his father.

The crowd gradually evacuated, and only the guards and some scattered people remained in the corridor. Joshua didn’t feel bored by waiting like this. After making sure that everyone around was almost gone, he closed his eyes and started a rhythmic movement. Breathe.

Ying and Rin on the side saw this, and they came forward with no surprise, standing in front of the soldier to guard, acting in a lot of numbers, and seemed to do this often. And Di Moore was a little surprised when he saw that the game was thick. He didn't expect that the other party would actually start his breathing exercises in this place.

(He is exercising all the time. No wonder he is so strong and so young that he has reached the ultimate goal.)

Di Moore was originally so emotional, but as he watched Joshua's breathing and the rhythm of the surrounding energy fluctuations, he couldn't help frowning, feeling a little strange.

The warrior doesn't care about the observations of others, but just draws on the energy around him and slowly strengthens his physique.

The effect of the ultimate meaning of strength is of no use to direct combat. The meaning of its existence is [every exercise is rewarded] and [every effort is rewarded].

Although it sounds insignificant, in fact, exercise may not be rewarded, and hard work may have no results. When you are old, old injuries appear when you are young, and exercise may even damage your body. At most, you can keep your strength unchanged. , Let alone become stronger.

But the ultimate intention is the strength gained after surpassing the limit. Joshua’s current physique has completely changed. As long as he exercises, his body will become stronger all the time. Although the magnitude is not large, there will definitely be rewards. , In this case, the soldiers will naturally not waste every bit of time.

As the breathing method continued, Joshua’s breath became more and more gentle, but the wind surrounding him was not like this. The free energy swirled and poured into his body, soaking his muscles, and then following the blood vessels. , To the heart, and then spread to the whole body.

The blood, muscles, bones, and internal organs are resonating slightly with breathing, pulsating, and fighting Qi is like an electric current, constantly stimulating and strengthening every part of the body. In this process, although a part of the energy escapes, it still Part of it was integrated into Joshua's body and became part of his power.

The most bizarre thing is the soldier’s skeleton. As the energy is dissipating, strange lines of black and red appear on his bones. The lines are straight and straight, and the simplicity reveals a majestic majesty. Vaguely, Joe Xiuya seems to have produced a dim radiance from the inside to the outside. This pattern spontaneously absorbs the surrounding energy, enriches itself, makes the bones and surrounding visceral muscles tougher, and transforms the body a little bit.

In the eyes of outsiders, everything is as usual, except that there was a breeze out of thin air in the corridor, rushing in the direction of Joshua. The guards who were patrolling did not notice this slight air change, and other outsiders did too. It just felt slightly, thinking it was a small breeze blowing from the other side of the corridor.

Only Di Moore noticed this, but he didn't know why, his face was weird.

When Joshua finished this short practice, he lowered his head and began to meditate.

"This is not right..."

Dimoore muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone was full of doubts, and in order not to attract other people's attention, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if only muttering to himself: "It shouldn't be like this..."

"Why shouldn't it be?"

With the body moving, the muscles all over, making a creak like a twisting steel bar, Qiao Xiu turned her head, looked at the second prince with interest, and asked: "Why don't you say it."

From the young Di Moore, the warrior can see a trace of the shadow of the Jagged Emperor in the future. This contrast makes Joshua feel quite interesting, just like Di Moore will never speak in this skeptical tone in the future. Words and deeds are full of confidence and certainty, even if it is wrong, it seems to be the truth.

"...You shouldn't have such power."

Hearing what the soldier said, the second prince seemed to have made up his mind, and simply said his own thoughts: "It's very strange, very strange."

"Oh? Why did you say that? What's strange?"

Hearing what Dimoore said, Joshua didn't take it seriously. He nodded slightly, so that Ying and Rin, who were a little angry, did not speak, and motioned to the other party to continue: "You don't seem to be a person who starts to complain when you lose."

"No, I have no complaints about losing to you. I just feel that something is wrong when I see your breathing method."

Lifting his head, Di Moore frowned slightly, and his gray-brown eyes revealed a suspicion: "Joshua Van Radcliffe, the first time I saw this name, it was the father who read about the Guardian family I know from the classics, at that time, you have been focused on as the guardian of the next generation of Sealed Lands. I remember that this was probably last year. At that time, you were only a silver intermediate or a high-level. In short , Haven't touched the golden barrier yet."

Ying and Rin glanced at each other, and the silver-haired girl nodded slightly. She knew clearly that when she first met her master, the warrior was only a high-level silver.

"And I have jumped to such a point in just a year-Ji Yi. This makes you feel strange."

Joshua didn’t feel any emotion towards the other party’s suspicion. He still said in a calm, even smiley tone: “It’s true that there can be no one in this world who has advanced faster than me, but this is not the reason. Has it been found out long ago? You should know too."

"The inheritance of the sages---Father and Master Nostradamus both told me this. Originally, I thought so too, and still in my heart. You are just a lucky one, the lucky one who got the inheritance of the sages."

Dimoore’s words were simple and direct. He seemed to know that people like warriors would not be angry because of such words, so he frankly expressed his opinion: "But after the previous discussions in the library, I changed Opinion——You are not lucky. Your strength comes from self-training and hard cultivation. Nothing is solid, without the slightest flaw. I can’t even shake it, but because of this, I can be sure that you are at all There is no inheritance from the sages."

Hearing this, Joshua frowned, while the second prince's deduction continued.

"I met Brandon Kaos, another sage inheritor. His breathing method and strength come from the double blades on his waist. There is nothing in the breath and movement of that person. The breath of sacred order, this is the inheritance of the true sage."

When he said this, he still remained calm, his tone of voice was flat, and there was no tremor. He just narrated his own views and discoveries: "And you, although you have the power of order, the thing is just hanging on you, even if I can see that it has not integrated with you at all—Joshua, even if you have the inheritance of sages, you still don’t get it."

"Awesome."

Nodding slightly, Qiao Xiuya was really surprised this time. He didn't expect that the second prince's observation could be so detailed that he could actually see a lot of things: "What else do you see? "

"I can see... Your talent is not good. Your progress in the practice of breathing method is not fast. It is just above the level of ordinary talent. No matter how hard you practice, if you don't take potions, it shouldn't be reasonable. Achieve gold before the age of thirty, even if you get the power inheritance of the Guardian family, it is impossible to rise above the middle level of gold."

Speaking of this, Di Moore’s doubts broke out completely. There was a great conflict between his inference and reality, but he could not find the reason: "This is impossible. You don't have a sage inheritance of cultivation, and there is no vindictiveness and qualifications. Ascension, these things can’t be changed by diligent study and practice, but why can you reach the realm of extreme Yi? The power is so solid? I was even wondering if you made a deal with the devil, but I thought about it again, what? Can the devil grant such power? This is really weird!"

"Well, Dimoore, there is no need to be excited, you are right, the inheritance of sages did not give me any breathing method, nor did it improve my aptitude, even if it was the power of order, it was probably only because I had the Azure Orb. On me."

Being questioned like this, Joshua did not get annoyed, and even calmed down the other person. After Di Moore calmed down, he said faintly: "But you have a bit wrong, second prince, you have wrong vindictiveness, and you and me. The essence of strength as a fighter."

"What essence?" Di Moore asked in a low voice immediately.

"Do you remember what the root of grudge is in the old lingua franca?"

Qiao Xiu asked rhetorically, but he did not wait for the answer from the other party. Instead, he said to himself: "Potestasofpugna...the power of fighting, life is derived from steel, and its characteristic is to plunder each other, and the essence of life is like this. The same is true of power."

"You ask me why I have such a powerful force? It's very simple. It's like a person who keeps eating and then becomes stronger. I just keep fighting and killing enemies, so I change It's stronger."

Hearing this, Di Moore's expression began to change. At first he didn't believe it, but then he thought of something and became thoughtful.

"In ancient times, there was no fighting spirit, no breathing method, and everyone even had a different exercise method."

And Qiao Xiuya didn't care about the other party's expression. He just calmly said his own words clearly and seriously. "At that time, the sages of the human race relied on hunting and killing monsters and plundering their life power to make him stronger... Talent? Inheritance? That kind of thing is just a shortcut for latecomers to follow in the footsteps of the former. If you want to obtain the most true and true power that belongs to you, you must fight, plunder, and kill the enemy."

Having said this, Joshua’s figure was instantly covered by shadows in Dimoore’s eyes, and he turned his head subconsciously. The second prince did not dare to look at each other directly, but every word the soldier said was clearly transmitted. In his ears, the tone of these words was unequivocal, as if they were narrating the truth of the world.

"The truth is that you can become a strong person without cultivating at home."

"but I……"

Dimoore seemed to be arguing. He was also a man who lived in the Northwest battlefield since he was a child and has experienced dozens of wars, but the soldier shook his head and interrupted: "It is precisely because you are stronger than others, not as strong as me, just because You didn't kill as many as I did."

"……Is that right?"

The imposing manner of the second prince was completely overwhelmed by Qiao Xiu. He immediately closed his mouth and stopped asking. He looked distressed and seemed to be thinking about what Qiao Xiu had said. At the same time, he muttered to himself: "I haven't fought enough. ?"

The warrior no longer paid attention to the opponent. He looked at the system on his retina, where there was a list of his attributes in detail, and the warrior ignored the meaningless things and looked at the top value.

【Joshua Van Radcliffe】

【Level: LV54·Jiyi Elementary Level (Strength)】

LV, level, is a measure of a person's strength in previous games. Although it cannot indicate absolute combat effectiveness, it is also an important index.

But it has another argument.

, The killing index.

"This is the Mycroft continent."

Standing at the corner of the corridor, Joshua raised his head and looked at the ceiling. He whispered: "The world is full of disputes, either killing or being killed."

Only fighting is the truth.

He has understood this from a long time ago ~www.novelmtl.com~, in this world of fire and steel, life and power can be plundered each other, bathed in dragon blood, can gain the power of the dragon, kill the demons, You can also get awesome magic.

The human sages living in this world have long been aware of the essence of this world-battle and the death of the enemy are the source of power. There is no room for warmth, and the players in the previous life have actually already understood the so-called so-called Killing monsters upgrade is just a simple manifestation of the essence of this world.

Talent is not important, inheritance is not important. A coward at home can never become a strong man. Only by going out of the house, leaving his hometown, exploring, exploring, and fighting against powerful enemies in the world can his life be sublimated.

This is the warrior.

As a warrior, all he needs to do is to clean up all the enemies in front of him. Whether the opponent is a Cthulhu, Chaos, Famine or Plague, he will kick the opponent into the trash bin of time one by one.

That's it.

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