DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 80: Bait in the Trap
For some unknown reason, Leas was very pleased.
When Joelson returned home, he was only willing to take her. Does this mean his position in Joelson's heart is more important than that of his twin brother?
...
"Teacher."
Joelson explains the situation to Harriet Terrence. He hopes to return home and gain some experience for a period of time.
Harriet Terrence nodded slightly and reminded Joelson seriously again, "If you meet an opponent you can't defeat, protecting your own life is the most important thing."
Joelson indicated that he would write it down.
Harriet Terrence thought for a moment then took out a yellow scroll from her interspatial ring and handed it to Joelson in earnest.
"This is a magic scroll that seals a level-9 spell. I got it from an ancient trial site when I was young, but I've never used it. I hope this helps you."
Joelson was stunned for a moment, and a hint of gratitude appeared in his heart.
Harriet Terrence really treated her very well.
The magic scroll was the only magic tool that allowed ordinary people to use magic.
No matter what, fifth level magicians could only produce third level magic scrolls. Even if it was only a three realm magic scroll, it cost over 800 gold coins in the outside world.
An ancient scroll containing level nine magic was even more valuable than the interspatial ring Harriet Terrence had given her.
"Thank you Master."
Joelson said goodbye to Harriet Terrence.
Then, he considered whether he should meet Dayshannon again before he left.
Since his identity was revealed by Don Quixote during an exchange match, Dayshannon has not continued studying at Tulip Academy.
Therefore, Dayshannon secretly complained to Joelson several times.
In the last three months, the two of them had met frequently.
Sometimes, Dayshannon sneaks out of the palace, and sometimes, Joelson is the one who finds an excuse to enter the palace.
They are both like lovers.
"Forget it. The most important thing now was to return to the Baron's territory as soon as possible."
Joelson gave up the idea of meeting Dayshannon and left a letter for the two sisters.
If Dayshannon comes looking for him, they'll give him the letter.
Given the letter his father Morgan sent, Joelson could not help but frown.
The letter said nothing.
Like all fathers, Old Morgan told Joelson in the letter that everything was fine at Baron's house, and then asked about Joelson's situation at Tulip Academy, mentioned that he wished he could go home when he had time.
It was a very ordinary letter.
But.
At the end of the letter, Old Morgan casually mentioned.
Recently, a group of bandits had robbed near the Baron territory, which gave him a great headache.
They failed to carve out the Edwards family mark.
What's more, Joelson could clearly smell the faint fishy smell of the mark.
It was the smell of blood, mixed with something unknown.
It's like poison!
The letter with the family mark was already very strange.
Who would write a letter to their son with the family stamp?
The mud was mixed with blood, which made him wonder.
Did Morgan's father send him some kind of distress signal?
Thieves, blood, and poison.
He can't not worry.
...
Baron, Old Morgan, and an old man with gray hair and beard stood in front of a man, shrouded in a faint black fog.
Their faces were filled with panic and fear.
Compared to when Joelson left home, the poor old baron was clearly much more haggard.
His face was pale and his eyes were very sunken. Even his thick lion-like beard became messy and extremely dim. It was clear that he had not cleaned it for a while.
As for the old man beside Old Morgan, if Joelson was here, he would definitely recognize him.
It was the second level cruising magician, Beard, who had tested his magic talent back then.
The old man's condition was not very good either. Both of his eyes had lost their luster.
His entire body shrank as if he was sick.
The seat belonging to the Baron was also occupied by a figure in the black fog.
He sat quietly on the chair, his right hand tapping the armrest rhythmically.
"There's still no word from Joelson?"
His deep and hoarse voice sounded like a crow in a silent grave.
A knight in black armor walked forward and said respectfully, "We haven't found it yet."
Old Morgan seemed to be secretly relieved, his eyes complicated.
Some are disappointed and some are disappointed.
"Dear baron."
A pair of evil eyes within the black fog stared intently at Old Morgan.
"It looks like your genius witch son doesn't really care about you."
Old Morgan was surprised and said reluctantly, "I've said it before. Joelson hasn't been close to us since he was young. He always follows his own ideas, and his feelings for each of us are very thin."
"Hmmm!"
The figure within the black fog snorted heavily.
Old Morgan's expression instantly became worse. A painful expression appeared on his face.
His strong body bent and curled up on the ground. Smelly gray foam kept coming out of his mouth.
"Write another letter and send it to the capital as soon as possible. Tell him to come back!"
The figure in the black fog slowly stood up and said, "I waited for a week. If he doesn't show up, I'll tell you what the real pain is!"
Beard, who was standing at the side, trembled. His eyes were filled with fear, and he did not dare to look up.
Beard helped Old Morgan slowly get into the room.
Old Morgan bowed his body. He was middle-aged, but now he was old and haggard, like an old man who would die at any moment.
Even Beard was in much better shape than him.
"You should have listened to me earlier. You were supposed to call Joelson back, so you don't have to suffer too much."
Beard couldn't help but complain.
"Shut up!"
Old Morgan suddenly straightened his back and coughed loudly. He coughed a large mouthful of black blood, looking extremely terrifying.
"I'd rather..."
Old Morgan smiled bitterly and said, "Joelson should never have found any problems in the letter, and never returned to the Baron. Oh, no."
A trace of spirit flashed across Old Morgan's pale face, and he said proudly, "I've long been a viscount."
Four months ago, royal emissaries of the capital came to the Barons' territory and announced to them under the emblem of the Edwardian Family: Charles III had conferred the hereditary Viscount title to Morgan and Edward.
There's only one reason, and that's Joelson.
Edward's family was greatly shocked, and it was as if they had gone to heaven in an instant.
It was a proud moment for Edward. He had visited all of his old friends within a month.