Chapter 78 Secret Weapon

Jason looked at the box Gerald handed him over.

"Open it."

"I prepared this specially for you."

The harbour master said with a smile, and then added: "It's the reward that you just helped me face the 'Pied Piper' alone, it's not that you owe me out of thin air."

Although he has not been with Jason for a long time, Gerald has already figured out Jason's temper and character.

Naturally, Gerald knew what to do.

Sure enough, Jason, who was hesitant at first, nodded slightly and took the box after hearing Gerald's words.

The box is wooden, has no lock, and is light to handle.

After opening, there are only two test tubes inside.

One red, one deep.

It was red like fire, and it felt like a burning fire.

It is as deep as night, and when you touch it, you feel like you are under the peaceful starry sky.

"Charles' Burning Technique, Blair's Expulsion Technique, and Bruder's Defense Technique are all independent secret techniques that I obtained when I sorted out the information of the 'Era of Chaos'!"

"They're not complete, but unique enough."

"Even compared to the systemic secret techniques I have learned, it is not inferior, or even among the best."

"Of course, the most important thing is..."

"They have very little rejection."

Hearing Gerald's introduction, Jason's eyes lit up.

Charles' burning technique, Gerald, Steward Reed, and Little Reed have all studied and studied in depth, especially Steward Reed, who purely uses this as the main combat secret.

Blair's Expulsion Technique, when Jason was in the embassy, ​​saw Gerald's guards perform it together, which was somewhat like a weakened version of [Guarding Evil].

And Bruder's defense?

Jason frowned.

"Bruder's Defense Technique is a large-scale defensive secret technique that protects 111 Dren Street."

"It takes many people and many materials to work together."

"But it doesn't prevent a single player from building a defense."

Gerald saw what Jason was wondering and immediately explained.

Then, he pointed to the two test tubes in the box.

"They are the potions needed to complement the study of Charles' Burning and Blair's Expulsion."

"It's not that it can't be learned without potions, but the incomplete Charles Burning Technique and Blair's Expulsion Technique are too laborious to learn, and they are very repelling."

"So I made some changes to Charles' Burn and Blair's Expulsion."

"Brud's defense doesn't require the aid of medicaments. It is quite gentle to itself and hardly causes any harm."

After speaking, Gerald pointed to the potion representing Blair's Expulsion Technique.

"Jason, your breath is the closest to it."

"I suggest you drink it first."

"Of course, Charles' burning technique is also possible, it's up to you to choose."

While speaking, Gerald took out a book.

"You may have any doubts about these three secret techniques, and it will explain it to you."

Gerald hands the books to Jason.

The whole person seemed to be relieved.

The sun, which was already in the west, shone on the face of the harbour master, dazzling, but it was hard to hide his exhaustion.

"Jason, I'll take a break first."

"When you're home, remember to call me."

Gerald said softly.

"Um."

Jason nodded.

And almost when Jason gave an affirmative answer, Gerald snored softly.

The master of the harbor is even more tired than he imagined.

Jason glanced at Gerald, put the box containing the potion aside, picked up the book in his hand, and quietly flipped through it.

Before taking the potion, he thought he needed to thoroughly understand the three secret arts.

...

New Commonwealth, the capital of Golsey.

In the towering Mobius Palace.

The new nobles gathered together.

They were neatly dressed, beautifully dressed, with swords and swords, and they talked and laughed.

as the victor of the old federation.

Enjoying the fruits of victory, they have long since become more than just rich.

That is everything that ordinary people can't imagine.

In other words, their happiness you can never imagine.

In the power center of the new federation, they talked freely about the beauty of which lady, talked about the fashion of Golsey, and some embarrassing things and anecdotes were constantly heard in the laughter.

Most of the new nobles are like this.

Only a very small number of the new nobles looked serious.

These are some new nobles who still maintain their own "honor".

The glory of the battlefield!

At least, they have appeared on the battlefield.

Therefore, they all carry swords and swords.

This is one of the 'glory'.

And as long as he has been on the battlefield, Gerrard is a figure they can never get around.

"Are we really going to war with the South?"

a new noble asked.

He is not very old, not yet middle-aged, but his loose skin, huge belly, and dark circles under his eyes make him look no different from forty or fifty years old.

Especially the long sword, because of its fat stomach, it has long been skewed to the other side, making people doubt whether the new noble can draw the long sword smoothly.

And when he was questioning, he guessed that he was uneasy, and he was more like a fat mouse facing the cat right away.

"certainly!"

"War is inevitable!"

"The battlefield will be the best place to make contributions!"

Another new noble standing upright replied.

Holding a gorgeous long sword in his hand, he was eager to try.

He has a stout-like figure, without the slightest sense of sturdiness. Although he thinks he is standing upright, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is still crooked.

"Can……"

"To face that one."

Another new nobleman joins in.

Looking worried.

The fat new aristocrat at the beginning suddenly had a look of fear on his face.

The aristocrat who was standing upright shook his hand holding the sword, and his body, which was already crooked, became more crooked, as if he was about to fall.

And all the new nobles who were talking about Golsey fashion, anecdotes, and which lady was pretty, all stopped.

At this moment, the Mobius Palace was silent.

That's a threat from one person.

It is also the dignity of a person.

Gerald 'Griffin'.

He is like a huge stone, pressing on the hearts of these new nobles, making them tremble when they are having fun, awakening them when they sleep, and making them feel uneasy whenever they stand here.

After a while, the plump new aristocrat who spoke first laughed dryly.

He broke the oppressive silence.

"Isn't your lord ready for a new weapon?"

"We don't need to actually go to the battlefield, do we?"

"After all, we are nobles!"

"Going to the battlefield is a soldier's business, we only need to command!"

The words of this plump new noble were immediately approved by all the new nobles present.

"yes!"

"We just need to command!"

"We don't need to go to the battlefield!"

One by one, they nodded again and again, relieved.

As for adults?

There were two who could be called adults by these new nobles.

Now?

only one!

Descendants of the Archduke Amorton!

The ruler of the Federation!

At this moment, the steward's personal servant walked in.

"Lords, please come with me."

"Your lord said, it's time to show you a real new weapon."

The servant said with a low eyebrow.

A real new weapon?

All the new nobles were taken aback.

Then, immediately excited, one by one followed the personal servant to the higher part of the palace.

For half an hour, when these new nobles were all out of breath, they came to the second highest point of the Mobius Palace. These new nobles couldn't help complaining about the adult, why they didn't use the more convenient human elevator. , as soon as he looked up, he saw the behemoth.

"This is our new weapon?"

The new nobles asked with trembling lips. After the valet nodded affirmatively, these originally tired new nobles seemed to have received a large dose of cardiac injection, and they became excited again one by one, and even, some A few were so excited that they roared wildly—

"Can win!"

"Definitely win!"

"With it, we are invincible!"