Chapter 182 (2/2)

He described the process like filling a cup with stones

Ordinary Earth Knights practiced filling the cup with little stones, but no matter hoas filled,there were still unfilled crevices The Elite Earth Knights relied on constant hter The elite earth Knights who use potions, on the other hand, replaced the stone with sand and filled the cup

He was now repeating that process

It was not that difficult, but it required a constant supply of patience

“Once you take the ic potion, don't stop, at least not interic Potion's qi will shrink, and eventually fall into the standard of the ordinary Knight But you can't take it too often You will have to find the right fitness, or else you'll go back and forth”

He remembered from memory that this hat the count told his sons on how to take ical potions

The count hiical potion to break the body's interh-level qi This valuable experience will be the most central secret of the Tulips family, which no one can reveal except their iic of the ic potion to influence the qi

At the sa his own experience with the secrets taught by the Count He has to find a degree that suits his body

The Count once said, “Everyone takes ato their own body and rees will not only waste the potion, but would also dae the body

One would waste their ti all of it would just not be worth it

“Not every wealthy elite earth knight can rely on reat nobles will never fall… Smart mind, keen touch, and fearless despite difficulties are all the qualities that a Sky Knight needs to possess “

These words, the predecessor firer hidden in his heart

But probably what the predecessor lackedwas very rasp

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The days of festivities were over, and life in Flower Town continued

A carriage carrying wheat, one by one, transported the newly harvested wheat to a granary not far fro the serfs, he asked Karl Hammer to lead his patrols to publicize this year's harvest Hewheat to make way for a worry-free winter

The winter of previous years was a diuish

This year was the most comfortable year for Flower Town residents, who had been hopeful about winter, and no serf was afraid of it, let alone Liszt

“It's going to be a good year, Maggie Don't worry” Harriet, a peasant woirl at the table

The little girl Maggie was a slave froie wasn't proficient in Snake Language yet despite Old Grandet's lessons She said, ”What, Mrs Harriet?”

“Eat full, stoie's little head, pointed to the bread, then pointed to the stomach, smiled and said, “Our Lord is merciful, this winter, we can all eat to a full stoer, no fear of estures, which ie's little head couldn't help nodding, and responded with the snake text that was not yet faie praises Sir Lord!”