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Please enjoy the flowers and the bounty!

Werther was also secretly pleased. That sword of darkness had long fallen into his ring. At the awards conference, he could only give the first place prize for the dragon egg to Werther. The emperor and James were well aware of this, so they did not pursue the matter. The material used to forge it was very strange, it was a kind of metal that had never been seen before. It should have a rich darkness attribute, and should have come from the Divine Darkness Plane, so it should have a good conductivity towards dark qi or magic. But when Werther tried to refine it with his spiritual force, a seal made of holy light appeared on it, firmly blocking his spiritual force outside.

With Werther's current weakened state, it was impossible for him to break the seal. Rumor had it that the seal had been jointly imposed by several Holy ranked light mages, and had been sealed with a secret light-style magic. Even if Greenspan wanted to break it by force, he would have to pay a heavy price. However, Werther did not intend to let any outsiders interfere. Instead, he decided that he had to accomplish this alone from the beginning to the end. He wanted to make this sword the first flying sword in his life.

Those who cultivated in the Dao first learned the Qi Restraining Art to supplement their own weakness, and then they would learn the great Dao of the aurous core. During this time, they would also need to practice some techniques to defend themselves and refine demons, otherwise, how many dangers would there be on the path of cultivation? As for the flying sword technique, it was something the Qi Cultivators specialized in to deal with the Devil Tribulation. When refining it, he would also need to spend a large amount of manpower and materials, and also need to use his blood and sweat to refine it day and night. However, once successful, the cultivator's power would soar by a thousand miles. The flying sword's lethality was also very shocking. The enemy would only be able to kill them with a single thought. In fact, finding a high quality flying sword and refining it would be a great help to his body's primordial spirit.

Werther had not been coveting this kind of flying sword for more than a day or two, and he also had the method to refine the top-grade flying sword in his head. However, because his skill was lacking and he did not have the materials, he could only put it on hold, but now it was different, the materials for the Dark Sword were just suitable for forging a Taoist flying sword, and his strength was also increasing by leaps and bounds. He believed that he would be able to refine it on his own before long, and as long as he succeeded with all kinds of methods, he believed that even a demigod would be unable to defeat it. Furthermore, he still had one of his trump cards, the two broken limbs of the Grim Reaper. Using a real deity to deal with a demigod was a piece of cake, even if the cost was a bit high.

A few days later, Werther's body was fully recovered and his spirit was slowly recovering. His strength had been restored by fifty percent. According to the plan, it was time for him to lead the troops to the north. For this, Klein VII specially organized a grand banquet for him. All the members of the royal family and the nobles of the imperial city would all participate, as a reward for Werther's outstanding performance in the Great Magic Competition. At the banquet, countless noble ladies had shy, timid, and brazen looks in their eyes. One of Ran Wit's caution was the result of extreme suffering. Fortunately, with Sophia and Vivian protecting him, Vivian would give him a hint from time to time. She would either step on him or pinch him, warning him not to talk to those sluts.

If it weren't for the fact that Werther's cultivation had reached the fleshly body realm, allowing him to freely stretch and transform the muscles throughout his body, he had no doubt that he would have been covered in bruises long ago. Sophia went off to accompany James after a while. Seeing how close they were, Werther was very happy. "It seems like my father isn't as repulsed by Aunt Sophia as he was before!" Vivian glared at him and said fiercely, "If you dare to treat me the way your father treated Sophia, I'll ? I ?" I will freeze you into a lump of ice! " Werther shrugged and smiled helplessly. Even if he could ignore the spells of a Holy Mage at his level of strength, he still had to show some fear towards Vivian's threat of good will.

During these few days, Vivian would visit Werther at the Count's place everyday, and the relationship between the two of them had made substantial progress after countless intimate interactions. Werther did not reject beauties like Vivian who liked him, and in contrast, he also had a good impression of Vivian. However, he had once privately discussed with his son about Vivian and pointed out that Vivian's identity was special. If he wanted to marry her, he would have to go through a lot of difficulties, and the Royal family of Kaiser was the biggest one. In regards to this, Werther only had one sentence, "God block and kill the god!" Not to mention humans! " James laughed out loud and patted his son on the shoulder.

Sir Werther." Just as the two of them were whispering to each other, a cold and ethereal voice rang out. The Grand Princess, wearing a long skirt, leisurely walked over. Vivian immediately shielded him like a little hen, afraid that Catherine would steal her man. The Grand Princess pursed her lips into a smile. In that instant, her beauty was like a hundred flowers blooming in unison. The frozen river thawed, causing the male animals by her side to be mesmerized. She smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Vivian. I'm not interested in this kind of little boy. Besides, I already have someone I like! " When it came to the person she liked, there was a hint of melancholy in her tone.

It was not the desire of a man and a woman, but a kind of restraint, as if she was his own elder sister. He also knew all the grievances and difficulties Kathleen had suffered, so he could not help but say, "Grand Princess, you don't have to worry, I will help you." Kathleen stared blankly, but when she saw Werther's firm eyes, a warm current suddenly flowed through her body for some reason. She sincerely said, "Thank you, Werther!"

After sending off the Grand Princess, Vivian asked curiously, "What happened to her highness? Is there anything she needs your help with? " Werther said with a smile, "She has a lot of things that she needs my help with, so it's hard to say. You'll know later. "Oh right, come to my house tomorrow. I have a gift for you." Vivian rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly, "Don't you come to your house every day? What gift is this? Can't you just give it to me now? " Werther stammered, "Uh, a little too big. "It's not easy to get."

When the banquet finally arrived, Klein VII called Werther over, and in front of all the nobles, he praised Werther without holding back his admiration. Finally, he announced, "In view of the glory that Whitelord earned for our Klein Empire in the Great Magic Competition, I have decided to confer him the title of viscount, and have appointed him as the captain of the eighth banner regiment under the Central Legion. I will lead five thousand soldiers, and set off to support the northern border!" Although there were already rumors, when the real appointment was announced, the nobles present were a little shocked. The Klein Empire was divided into five legions, called the Northern Legion, which had been stationed in the north for many years to fight against the barbarians in the world of ice and snow. The current highest ranking officer was the son of the Minister of the Left, Jackson Bolt.

The Western Legion is in charge of guarding the Demon Saber that is connected to the desert, while the Eastern Legion is mainly composed of the navy. They are always stationed near the Endless Sea, constantly monitoring the movements of the Sea Clan and other ships." The last was the Central Legion, which was directly under the control of the Emperor. The main force was the City Defense Army and the Guards, together with the various troops that guarded the capital city and the capital city, there were more than a hundred thousand people in total. Amongst the Five Legions, the northern and southern Legions were the strongest, with a size of over 500,000 people. After all, these two Legions were at the border of the Empire, so they had the most wars.

The Western and Eastern Legions were relatively calm, and their numbers, equipment, and strength were inferior to those of the other two Legions. However, the regular number was still around three hundred thousand. The Central Legion was the smallest in the Five Great Legions, but they had the strongest combat power. Furthermore, under the direct command of the Emperor, they also had the greatest authority. Count Roland held an important position in the Central Legion, which reminded people of the intention of the Emperor to use them to suppress the two princes. Right now, Werther was even appointed as the leader of the Regiment, commanding troops to the northern border. As everyone knew, that place had always been managed by Jackson, and had become an important military force under the Minister of the Left. It was obvious what the Emperor's intentions were.

The moment the order was made, the Left Premier's expression immediately changed, but it quickly returned to normal. He was the first to go up and congratulate Werther. "Viscount Roland, congratulations! Right, the north has always been cold. You have to go there and be prepared. If there is anything you need, you can ask Jackson for help, and he'll do his best to help. " Facing this old fox who wore a fake smile on his face, Werther also became extremely careful. He replied, "Thank you for your reminder." "Lord Left Premier." And then they were drowned by the nobles who came to congratulate them. The Minister of the Left narrowed his eyes and looked at Werther. Strange rays of light flickered one after another. It was unknown what he was thinking about.