Chapter 175

"Viscount Bernard, I need the blood of the golden race, please help me"

grott knelt down in front of viscount Bernard on one knee. This northern soldier who dares to charge against ten times and a hundred times the enemy is extremely humble at this time.

In the future of Beidi, the soldier who would not bow his head even though his body was pierced by Epee has repeatedly buried his high head.

Viscount Bernard took a deep look at his bodyguard and shook his head.

"Grot, you should know what kind of golden race exists. If you can hunt super level dragons, I can tell you about a fire dragon.

But now, you can't even beat me...

I can't help you. "

Grot opened his mouth to say something, and finally sighed.

The extraordinary Dragon...

he does not lack the courage to face the dragon, but he does not have the strength to defeat the other side.

Although he was fearless of danger, he was not a savage without brains.

"I will use all the power of the covenant of darkness to search for the golden race for you, but now, our target should be the twelve magic scrolls.

Grot, artifact has unimaginable power. I think it may not be able to solve the difficulties you are facing now "

hearing this, grot's face shows a bit of complexity, and finally he sighs with dismay.

"Thank you for your help, Beidi will always remember it in my heart"

with that, he stood up and hammered hard on his chest with his fist.

When he came out of the house of viscount Bernard, there was still a heavy weight on his face.

Although the power of artifact is hard to imagine, he doesn't think that 12 magic scrolls can restore the life consumed.

At present, only the blood of the golden race can cure the female warrior gods in the north.

So he has to get the blood of the golden race within three months.

It's not even as difficult as hunting down extraordinary beings.

Is there no hope for all this??

Will the royal family of the north land, which was replaced by the unicorn of the northern land dragon rhinoceros, be as far away from him as the glory of the north?

The black eyes were blank.

At this time, the northern soldier could not find his way to the future.

"Good day, Lord grott," said a smiling voice from his side.

Grot turned his head and looked at the visitor with some surprise in his eyes.

"Good day, Lord Amy"

he had little contact with Amy before. In fact, he should have been a profession that the northern warrior despised Amy very much before - shadow priest.

the real bravery should be daring to charge against the dragon and hide in the shadow, which is a disgusting mouse.

But now Amy, who has become a 15 shadow high priest, has the right to talk to him.

So looking at the other party's thick smile, some do not understand his intention.

"Perhaps I have what you want, sir."

grot felt the burning look in Amy's eyes and frown.

"Sir Amy, are you sure?? What I need now is the blood of the golden race. Can you take it out? "

The tone was slightly mocking. What even Viscount Bernard didn't have? A few days ago, he was chased by the knightly temple. Can the low-level bishop chase the rats all over the street?

But to his surprise, the shadow high priest was not angry. Instead, he took out a transparent crystal bottle the size of a pinkie from his pocket. Inside, there were several drops of blood red with a pale gold face flowing.

Grot's eyes widened when he saw this scene, and looked at the transparent crystal bottle in disbelief.

At this time, the energy of the pale gold liquid in the bottle was full of vitality. He swore that it was the most vital blood he had ever seen, and even more shocking than the blood of extraordinary life.

Even the holy water blessed by the goddess of life in the palace of goddess of life is far from comparable!

A title that made him shudder came to grot's mind.

Gold race!!

Grote, who was already close to despair, was drowned in a great surprise.

Gold race! Unexpectedly, actually found the golden race!

This is the same high life as the dragon!

"Lord Amy, please forgive me for my recklessness and ignorance. I swear to God of war that I didn't mean to..." grott's tone was mixed with anxiety and surprise, and he didn't have the slightest airs to apologize to Amy.

This northern soldier has completely lost his pride.

"Dear Lord grott, I'm here to make a deal with you"

Amy's tone was a little bit of a smile, and it didn't seem to be irritated by grot's rudeness.

After hearing this, Grote asked in a hurry.

"Sir Amy, do you really have the blood of the golden race? I'd like to trade with you. ""Mr. grot, this is the blood I took from the golden race this morning."

Amy reached out and handed the crystal bottle to grot.

Close to feel that strong to erupt the breath of life, grot with an irresistible excitement.

"What do I have to pay to get it?"

It naturally refers to the golden race.

Grot shook his head: "I'm sorry, Lord grot, the golden race is not for sale"

grot's face changed in vain, but Amy's second half sentence relieved him a little.

"This golden cub is what I got by accident at the orc border, and I don't think anyone knows the value of the golden race better than you.

So I won't sell it at any price, but some blood is not a big problem "

Amy has a big smile on her face.

"I also hope to win the friendship of your excellency, as for the price of blood.

I want the treasure of the north, MI Yinjia "

grot's face changed slightly when he heard this. He didn't expect that Amy, a spellcaster, would choose this treasure.

Although its rarity is not as high as that of the northern dragon rhinoceros, it is the most important life protecting inner armor.

The silver armour, forged by the dwarf foundry master from precious materials such as secret silver, refined gold, underground cold iron, and molten heart, is a well deserved treasure. When grott was young, he had been in the northern region for 20 years, and this armor saved him at least 30 times.

If he lost this treasure, grot could even feel that his strength would be reduced by two levels.

"Of course, if you don't want to, that's fine. I swear to the goddess of magic, I..."

grott's eyes showed a little reluctant, but still firmly nodded his head.

"No, Lord Amy, I meant it"

the royal blood of the northern region can not be cut off. In the future, the northern land needs a king.

He has paid the honor of Beidi, the only horn of Beidi dragon rhinoceros. He doesn't care to pay another precious silver armour for Beidi.

Although it may be the most precious treasure he would give up.

Amy's face lit up with a big smile when she took over the 10 pound hollowed out silver armor with a unique bright silver glow.

"Lord grot, you should send your men out of town with me, with the noble northern royal family."

"Out of town?"

Grot frowned.

"Of course, you don't think I'm going to keep the golden cubs in green city, do you?" Amy had a strange look on her face.

"I don't mind if you bring more subordinates. In fact, after this transaction, I'm leaving green city to take an adventure in an ancient relic.

Maybe the next time I come back is ten or twenty years later, and then I think I'll try to break out of the ordinary. "Amy's eyes are a little bit overwhelming.

Grot was a little disdainful when he saw this scene. These damned casters always wanted to get lost magic from ancient relics and take a shortcut to become extraordinary.

Amy didn't seem to see grott's unabashed expression of disgust, and went on, "if it wasn't for the ruins that were too dangerous and needed a armor that could withstand powerful attacks, I wouldn't have exposed the existence of the golden race.

I don't think I need to explain too much about their importance. "

Amy's tone was a little reluctant, as if he had suffered a lot in this transaction.

Grot was a little relieved at this.

Most of the original vigilance disappeared.

"No, I believe my 20-year-old friend, your eminence, I just need to bring a team of northern knights"

Amy waved her hand with no care at all, "no, I think you can take more teams"

grott's vigilance was gone, and he nodded with a smile.

"As you wish"

in fact, no matter whether Amy agrees or not, he will bring more team members. This inquiry is just a trial.

And Amy's answer also let him relax the heart, this does not have too much malice to him, otherwise how should also find a way to reduce his helper.

Amy looked at grot's kind eyes and cheered loudly in her heart.

The goddess of the night is above, and the wisdom under the patriarchal crown is enough to make the sun pale.