Chapter 882 (1/2)
Chapter 882: Vol V Chapter 242
The birth of the eldest daughter of Leon Igor and Kalisa Riley, Elizabeth Igor, made the entire Garth City and the Church of the Void Mask rejoice.
They held a grand celebration to celebrate the birth of this child. There was even more than one god whose clone was sent down to give this newborn baby girl a powerful blessing.
The celebration lasted for half a month, during which anyone who came to Garth City to give their blessings would be rewarded handsomely—money, delicacies, treasures, there was simply everything.
The working personnel of Garth City would register the new well-wishers on a daily basis. Then at midnight, they would invite either Leon or Kalisa to come forward and personally draw a few lucky winners from these registered names, who would then be gifted with special prizes.
The grand prize could be magic equipment, magic props, and also special magic potions. Of course, it could similarly be cash prize… in short, the few kinds of rewards were all equal in value. The winners could choose from the selection available.
Most of the winners would choose the magic potion, which was the specialty product of the Church of the Void Mask. It was a magic potion that could put a temporary stop to the aging process and extend life.
The production of this potion was very low, probably only dozens of bottles would be produced annually. Although everyone knew that the Church of the Void Mask’s inventory would definitely have a little stock, who was capable of robbing the Void City? Who would dare to do such a thing?
And for this celebration, the Church of the Void Mask had provided a total of 15 bottles of life-prolonging medicine. This made many rich men, who were incapable of competing for the annual routine production, go green-eyed with envy.
Exactly what price would these potions eventually fetch? And to whose treasure vault would they go to? Or into whose belly? Leon was not the least bit bothered at all.
He was only concerned about one thing—whether the blessings he had bestowed upon the 15 bottles had been meddled with.
Since Leon had dared to use the life-prolonging medicine as a prize to be given out, naturally he had to ensure the personal safety of the prize winners. If the winner who had just won a prize was hacked to death the moment he stepped out and the prize he had was also taken away, that would be a hit to his prestige!
So he had personally administered blessings on all 15 bottles. The moment anyone was to attack the prize winners, he would immediately know.
What would happen after he learned about it? Well, nature would always speak for itself.
It was a pity that no one dared to attack these prize winners. Though many of these potions had changed owners, they were all traded off through proper means.
For this, Leon had slight regrets. He said that it had not been easy for him to step into the Demigod Realm and acquire such powerful strength. Yet, he could not find the chance to show off or put on some airs and do something ostentatiously extravagant. This was really quite regrettable.
In contrast to the peace and joy in Garth City and the Church of the Void Mask, for the past one year or so, there was a surge of events occurring at full swing on the Dominant Continent.
First of all, there was a full outbreak of first North-South war of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins, which had ended. This had attracted the attention of countless people.
The conflict between the North and South of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins had been ongoing for a long time. It was about the time when Leon and company laid siege on the Evil Dragon that the battle officially started.
That intense battle lasted for a day and a half. Accurately speaking, it was one day and two nights without any pauses in between.
At first, by virtue of their ample preparation, the army of the aristocratic party had a distinct advantage on the first night. Their cavalry even managed to make more than one surprise attack on the merchant party’s array, almost crushing the entire array to crumbles.