Chapter 2727. Dreams Come True
The arrangement Dacus was talking about wasn't about giving Lecky money directly, but rather selecting a lucky player from the bottom of the ship. He wasn't that stupid. What if this thing turned out to be a fake? Would he go to Har Gansi and confront Lecky about it?
As a master of making up lies, he had reason to suspect that the name Leitch was fake, and he was not the eighth child.
Dacus called this game Druzy's Wheel.
The rules of the game are very simple. All the lucky player needs to do is wear the ring and stand still. Unfortunately, he couldn't move even if he wanted to. Dastan Coldeye asked the sailors to hang him up.
If the Amber Spear missed him three times, he would be set free. Dacuus always kept his word.
Alisa stood outside the Eight Swords and summoned a scorching amber spear. When it was one sword away from the lucky player, a magical scene occurred. The amber spear tip actually lifted up and flew directly into the sky. (One sword is 2.4 meters long)
Alyssa didn't believe it and took two more sword moves forward. This time, the amber spear deflected to the right at the first sword position and flew out, brushing past the lucky player's head.
Leach's heart broke as he watched this scene.
This time, Alyssa walked directly to the position where the lucky player had two swords.
Daxus shouted, "Stay away, Sarah," and waved his hands.
Only Daxus wore Haderika at this tea party. The three siblings and Dastan Coldeye were not allowed to wear it. After all, not every deal can be concluded, and it would not be good to be hated by the vindictive and paranoid Druzy.
Alyssa retreated two sword lengths, but the amber spear was still knocked away.
She was starting to feel a bit unsure. Even though they were on the coast and the Gur Wind was a bit weak, her greatest skill during her training was using the Amber Spear to attack from all angles. It was her specialty, her true strength. It was thanks to this skill that she passed the twelve trials of the sorcerer. Otherwise, she would have long since passed into the arms of Ers Haiai, the Pale Queen.
Franais saw her sister's doubt and said, "That's the Ring of Kotek. Perhaps this human is really lucky."
Daxus nodded with satisfaction, this business was a huge profit, and then snapped his fingers.
"arrange!"
Dastan Coldeyes directly asked the sailors to untie the lucky player and congratulated him, took off the ring, and threw the man directly into the sea. He was free!
After a while, screams were heard, and Dakuus looked at Dastan Lengyan in confusion.
Dastan Lengyan spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "It seems he was not very lucky this time. The lucky thing was the sharks under the Frostheart Sea."
"May Kane bless him and thank nature for the gift."
Alan's brother was taken out of the dark and damp cabin, staggering on Class A, looking up at the sun that he had not seen for a long time.
After listening to his fellow countrymen in the cabin talk all the way, he seemed to know what was waiting for him next.
Leach returned to his boat, cursing.
"Damn! That's the Korthek Ring! It's something my mother left me! And I exchanged it for a bunch of junk! Ah!!!"
He thought about the experiment just now, and became more and more angry. Then he kicked the wooden barrel next to him hard.
He knew the name of the Hell's Disaster Family. He said that he would mortgage it for a hundred years, but that was just to save his face. He would never get it back.
But what could he do?
If he returned empty-handed from the trial, he would become the laughing stock of the Gorad family and the subject of gossip among the powerful people of Har Gansi.
His father has always been very concerned about his reputation, and he could not imagine what he would face next. His father would kill him, and his good brothers would bully him even more severely.
He had taken every precaution, but was still tricked by his good brothers. The ship ran into problems as soon as it left the Hanxin Sea and was unable to sail long distances.
Leich saw Alan's brother, the little guy walking with his head lowered in fear. He took out his rapier and said viciously in Bretonnian, "You! Come here!"
The sailor pushed Alan's brother out hard, and he fell on the deck. Leach grabbed his hair and cut his tattered clothes with the blade, then cut into the skin of his chest.
Leitch yelled at Alan's brother, "Don't scream! Hold it in! If you scream, I'll fucking kill you!"
Alan's brother understood, tears welled up in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth desperately to avoid making any sound.
"No! You! Can't! Cry!"
Leitch cut a long wound on Alan's brother's chest with such skill that it only caused bleeding and did not even leave a scar.
"Okay, very good! Little guy, from now on you will stay by my side and serve me, and raise my horses. This is my meeting gift to you, I hope you like it!"
Under his father's guidance, Alan's brother had a dream! That was to raise horses for the knight and serve the knight. Now his dream has come true!
Please welcome the next guest!
This time, a female Druzian noble came. She was not very good-looking and came straight to the point, saying that she wanted to be Dacus's lover and said she could put it into practice on the spot. Dacus ignored her and told her to get out.
Please continue to invite the next guest!
This person is even more important. He hopes that Dacus will give him some money and property. He hopes that Dacus will not be ungrateful.
Holy shit, where did this weirdo come from? How did he survive to the age of sixteen? How could this port's Druki have allowed him to survive until now?
"roll!"
Several dignitaries chased him off the boat and kept shouting and cursing at him from under the boat until the crossbows on the boat started firing.
Darkus played with Kotek's ring and asked, "Aren't there any normal Druks in the port? Why are all these idiots like this? Really, who would go there?"
In the Duruchi society, whether an elf is normal or abnormal is a philosophical issue.
This port provides refuge for those who fail the Haxie Trial. As mentioned before, while this trial is just a child's play, it has many twists and turns. For example, there are Bretonnian partners, those who write letters to the port asking for money from their families, speculators who exchange profits for trialists' interests, those who send money in exchange for promises, those who fail in looting, loan sharks, and those who come to make friends like Daquus.
Of course, this is all crooked tactics. There's a saying that goes, "Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak." The children of the rich and powerful who can get here are not suited to the grand stage of Drucci. If they can barely get through this level, what's the next level?
Ryan was already sweating profusely at this time. He had messed up the job.
"Sir, a ship just left the day before yesterday, and many ships have left since then."
Daxus understood. Either they had just arrived yesterday, or they were just scraps, like that weirdo from before. His head was aching. He couldn't even give money away.
Without even turning his head, Daxus asked, "How many more?"
"Sir, there are two more."
Please welcome the next guest!
His young and handsome face was tinged with gloom, his black hair was tied back with a simple band, and the black steel Hadrika gleamed on his chest.
Darkus looked at the Cold One on the emblem and stood up.
Malus Darkblade?
"Hag Graves's Claddin Hooked Smoke, a tribute to the Hellbane family."
no!
The surname sounded like a synonym, and Darkius still remembered it. It was one of the eight powerful families of Hag Graves. Their Dread Lord was responsible for commanding Hag Graves' Cold Lizard Dread Knights.
"Darkius Hellbane, how can I help you?"
Claddin knelt on one knee and said, "Sir, I need some money. I will serve you for a hundred years or repay you a thousand times within a hundred years."
"You came yesterday?"
"Yes, my lord."
"Why are you here?"
"In Lyonesse, Bretonnia, we ran into a knight group led by a female knight while retreating."
"How do you prove that you are Kladin Hooked Claw Storm?"
Dastan Cold Eyes said at this time: "Sir!"
Darkius understood and said with a smile, "In that case, let's be friends. I'll give you the treasures of Lustria. As for how to tell the story, that's your problem. You can say you plundered with me."
After chatting for a while, the freight transfer was completed.
Darkius snapped his fingers.
"The remaining one is gone, go home!"
This volume ends.
