Chapter 473: Duel

Lindsay was cultivated by the Harry family in Gangba City. Their grandparents were the stewards of the Harry family. Only after Lord Marshall had the territory did he come to Harvest City with Lindsey.
Because the industry in Rianth City may involve the resources of all the wizards in the family, Abel attaches great importance to this industry. It is a common method for large families to use the professionals trained by the family to manage business.
Although the Harry family in Harvest City is small, but this group of talents is still supported by the Harry family in Gangba City, and the contract in Abel's hands can add an absolute guarantee to this loyalty.
Because Bartoli was left in Harvest City for business, butler Linser took Abel back to the two-story annex building on the left side of the castle, where Abel had lived before.
Lindsay pushed open the door and Abel walked in. There were no changes in the furnishings and before leaving. The floor and furniture were very clean and tidy. It should be the result of someone who has been cleaning.
"Master, I retreat!" Linsai said softly, and now he could see that Abel wanted to stay quiet for a while, then bowed back.
Abel stepped on the stone ground and came to the weapon rack. The weapons on it were still the same, only because they were often maintained, and each weapon gave off a sense of anger.
He took a sip of the air full of maintenance oil, looking at this hall, his eyes were full of nostalgia. Soon after coming to this world, this place became his home. Perhaps this home is not as luxurious as Riante City, Not even the mansion of Gangba City.
But here has the taste of home, which alone makes any other luxury unmatched.
This night, Riaber did not enter the dark world. After taking a bath, he lay on the big feather bed and sniffed the smell of the sun on the quilt. He slept very peacefully and did not even dream. .
He was awakened by the sun the next morning, and the sun shone through the window and through the white screen to his face. He opened his eyes and saw a familiar room. Then he woke up in his mind and went home. Already.
Pulling off the quilt, Abel washed it and went to the closet. He opened the closet and was full of clothes. These clothes ranged in size from when he left, to getting bigger and bigger, almost every size, up to two meters tall. Clothes.
It seems that although he is not in this home, Lord Marshall is still making new clothes for him according to his height. Although it is only a trivial matter, the slightest touch makes him feel that he has a good home.
Putting on a set of aristocratic uniforms, Abel walked out of the annex building. Lord Marshall was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. It seemed that the rich life did not let him drop the training of the knight.
"Uncle Marshall, we're Bibi!" Abel couldn't help seeing Lord Marshall's practice, he said, taking a knight's sword from the weapon rack next to him.
"Come and see if your swordsmanship has improved!" Lord Marshall laughed magnificently.
It seemed at this moment that he had forgotten that Abel was already a pseudo-knight captain. His knight's sword was raised in the hands, and a puncture came toward Abel.
Abel made a gimmicky motion from the bottom of the knight's sword in front of him, blocking the knight's sword of Lord Marshall, and then turned and swept, and the knight's sword rushed towards Lord Marshall with a sound of breaking air.
Lord Marshall blocked the great sword in front of Abel's sweep, and then the big sword slanted into Abel's body. Both of them had very standard movements, or they were both orthodox knights. Abel's sword The technique is also taught by Lord Marshall, so the practice is wonderful but not dangerous.
However, Lord Marshall was still very old. Although he had never stopped training as a cavalier, his body began to deteriorate unknowingly because of his age.
"No comparison, your sword skills are already very sophisticated, and it seems like you have experienced hundreds of battles. Most of the knights who have stayed in Miracle City do not have your combat experience!" Lord Marshall yelled and stopped his hands. Da Jian said.
Abel heard Lord Marshall say this, just smiled, and who knows that he is so easy-going, he has to engage in intensive battles almost every day. Although it is basically dominated by wizards now, how many Times are hovering between life and death.
"Abel, please prepare, and we'll set off for Bennet later. What about your black wind?" Lord Marshall said, suddenly thinking of Abel's wolf.
"Where, I let it out!" Abel patted his hand gently on his chest, and a black hole appeared in front of him, and then Black Wind ran out of it.
As soon as the black wind came out, he yelled at Abel softly and complained twice, but this time it was locked for two days, which made it hardly used to be locked into the space animal ring.
"Okay, come back and get something delicious for you. Let's meet Uncle Marshall first!" Abel stepped forward and rubbed Black Wind's head with a smile.
Black Wind bowed to Lord Marshall and nodded, a greeting that surprised Marshall.
"Black Wind is bigger and smarter than before!" Lord Marshall said with an envious look at Black Wind.
Hearing Lord Lord Marshall was bragging about it, he raised his neck proudly.
"Uncle Marshall, I'll help you find a good mount after a while!" Abel said with a smile.
I did n’t dare to find a good mount for Lord Marshall before because I was worried that he would get in trouble. The mount is not a carriage. No matter how good the carriage is, it ’s very difficult to see if Lord Marshall is riding a great mount. .
After all, Lord Marshall is just an intermediate knight, and a royal war horse of this strength will cause him trouble, let alone other things.
He was different from Abel, who had long been a master of blacksmiths, and everyone who thought of him had to consider the revenge of the blacksmiths' guild.
However, there will be no problems in the future. This area is his territory. In addition, he is planning to build the magic tower here, and the safety of the entire Harvest City is not a problem.
"Abel, this is what you said. I want a windy one, preferably white. You know that I like white the most!" Lord Marshall knew that Abel had a lot of relationships now, and he wanted to make one. The better mount was not difficult, and he was not polite to him.
Heifeng heard Lord Marshall say that he likes white. He looked at himself, looked at Lord Marshall, and then gave him a humane white look, and returned to the owner.
"Recently you have used gold-grade hemolytic agents, blood tonics, and Huahua elixirs. Don't save them. I have a stable source of those medicaments. Once there are fewer medicaments in the family, I will immediately replenish them! He could see that Lord Marshall's own potential was running out, and he could hardly be promoted without a potion.
He was also afraid of Lord Marshall's reluctance to use the knight's cultivation potion, so he told Lord Marshall clearly that there were many potions.
"It's a golden potion, a potion that senior alchemists can only make, and the materials are hard to come by, do you think I don't understand?" Lord Marshall glanced at Abel, obviously feeling that Abel was bragging.
Helpless Abel looked around, threw an isolation circle at will, and activated it. Then he stroked on the space bracelet, and a pile of golden potions appeared on the ground. Heap, it seems that there are almost thousands of bottles.
"This, this ..." Lord Marshall was stunned by the golden-quality potions in front of him, didn't he say that the golden-quality potions were difficult to make? Isn't it that the ingredients of golden quality potions are extremely rare? How could it appear in piles.
"Because there are too many medicines here, all of them are placed in the family. I'm afraid I will cause trouble, so I think the family will use some of them, so I'll replenish them. It's okay to run out here, I will buy some more from friends!" Uncle pointed at the golden quality potion on the ground.
Of course, Abel was lying. These potions were his usual practice. They were kept all the time. It was only because of Lord Marshall's concerns that they were displayed.
If Lord Marshall wants to increase his life, the current method is to become a knight captain, and then try to impact the big knight captain.
This is why Abel hopes that he will use more medicaments for shock, and the side effects of those medicaments are not at all his consideration. As long as a bottle of "full rejuvenation potion", any side effects will disappear.