The Dark King

"This is a gift for you, and you will fight for it yourself." Du Di'an waved his hand, and the nicotine next to him would give him the three small porcelain bottles he had already prepared. He pushed it from the table to the three people in front of the Barton. Slow down: "This is an opportunity, for you."

Barton’s three faces face each other, although he did not know what was inside the bottle, but he still stood up and thanked him.

Du Dian nodded slightly. After the teaching of the old Fulin, the three of them had matured a lot. "You should first prepare for it. By the way, use this to improve your body, housekeeper, and take them to rest."

"Yes." Nicotine promised.

Bartons took their own vials and left behind Nicotine.

When I came to the second floor room, I closed the door. The three couldn’t help but look at the small porcelain bottle in my hand. Barton twisted the bottle and looked at the light. I saw a pale green liquid. He groaned, in vain. The eyelids jumped and the color changed: "Is this a bright spring?"

Joseph glimpsed, recalling Dudyan’s previous words, he couldn’t help but feel a hot heart, his eyes were slightly wet, and he gripped the small porcelain bottle.

Kruen bit the cork and sniffed a deep breath. He couldn't help but open his eyes and said with surprise: "It should be, I have inquired about the bright spring water. It is rumored that this is the holy water in the bright spring of the light **** bathing. It can wash the world. All dirt, including diseases and plagues, can be cured, and the radiation value of the body can be purified. Previously, the young master asked us to improve the body. This thing must be a bright spring, and he wants both of you to join the Holy See and the military. If With the current body to join, the physical examination will not pass, so it will definitely give us a bright spring to improve physical fitness."

Barton squatted and clenched the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

The color of surprise on Joseph’s face gradually turned into silence, slowly saying: “No matter what happens in Dean in the future, I will do my best to help!”

Kruen smiled and said: "Do you still use this? Let's try this first. I heard that once a day, once a day, once a drop, for about a month, you can greatly eliminate the radiation value. If it is two drops, the effect is More obviously, this thing must not be greedy. If it is a small mouth, seven or eight drops, not only will the effect not be improved, but it will cause harm to the body and even death."

Joseph shook the vial in his hand and said, "There should be hundreds of drops in it, so we can improve our body."

Barton nodded slowly and took a deep breath. He said: "From now on, the three of us will go their separate ways, but no matter where we are, we hope that our hearts will be together forever!"

"Yeah!" Joseph focused on the head.

"Yes!" Kruen was very proud.

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The next day.

Dudian called Barton and let him get on the bus with himself.

"Take you to a place today." Inside the carriage, Du Dian sat firmly in the chair, leaning his head on Barton Road.

Barton had already taken the bright spring water yesterday. He felt that the color of the dark brown patches caused by the accumulation of some radiation on his chest skin color seemed to be a little shallow. He changed his dress today, his hair was neatly combed, and the eyelids under brown hair were broken. Black and bright, full of agility, although the appearance is not handsome, but it has different characteristics, it is unforgettable.

"Where to go?" Barton asked curiously.

Du Dian smiled and said: "I brought you out at the beginning, but what I can give you is just friendship. Now, I hope that you can get your own family!"

Barton stunned. He was no longer a stupid Barton. He immediately reacted and said, "Would you like to send me to someone else?"

"Yes." Dudian nodded.

Barton smiled a little bit. "My family, I have long since I was conscious, there is no one, only one child, but I will never feel the affection again from my biological parents, only hatred!"

Du Di'an eyes flashed, patted him on the shoulder and whispered: "There is nothing in this world that is destined to belong to you, but what you have won is yours, including family."

Barton was awkward and silent.

After a while, the carriage drove to the suburbs and stopped in a small town.

"Master, it is here." The driver called outside.

Du Di'an got out of the carriage and looked up. It was a small and medium-sized manor, which was more ruined. But in terms of the buildings in this town, it was a big family. The lawn in the manor was already smashed, showing the sand, or dead and old. At first glance, no gardener takes care of it.

Du Di'an came to the manor and waved his finger at the driver.

The coachman said, "Come on someone?" Hearing twice, the manor’s door opened, and a gray-haired old woman came out with a cane, reading glasses, and Du Di’an at the door. When people saw the special gold pattern of the nobles outlined on the carriage behind Dudian, the dim eyes brightened up and warmly said: "Hello, hello."

Du Dian pushed the fence of the manor and greeted the old woman. "Old lady, what about your child?"

The old woman said: "In the room, it’s cold outside, they are all burning inside."

"I came to visit them." Du Di'an said.

"Come, please come in, please." The old woman approached.

Du Dian followed her into the house, and the driver stopped outside the manor. Barton consciously followed Du Di'an and looked up and looked around, realizing that this would be his new home in the future.

This room is spacious, although it is old, but the area is large enough. There is a huge portrait hanging on the wall in the center of the hall. It is a young man with a knight's armor and temperament.

"This is my grandfather." The old woman turned back to Du Di'an and said that she was full of pride.

Du Di'an smiled and said to him: "Love, still not picking up the passengers?" His voice was peaceful and his penetrating power was very strong. After a while, a small, fat middle-aged man ran out of the small hall behind the furnace wall. The beard, dressed up, draped in dusty fleece, corners and traces of needlework stitching, he saw Du Di'an, suddenly his eyes lit up, even respectfully said: "Du Daren, how come you, there is a long way to go Welcome, please sit down please."

Du Di'an didn't have a good face for him. He said coldly: "Is it cold today, do you need to let your mother come out to pick up the door?"

The chunky middle-aged man hurriedly turned his head and shoved to the old woman next to him: "Mother, go back to the house, there is nothing about you here, go, go!"

The old woman said: "Well, you talk, son, talk, be polite." Said, was pushed and left the hall.

Du Di'an looked around and looked around. It was really a wall of the family. It was so poor that the gray ash on the wall fell off. The hanging old clock had stopped swinging, but it was not repaired and it was full of dust.

The chunky middle-aged man looked at Du Di'an and looked around. He even moved out of a chair and wiped it clean with his sleeves. He said enthusiastically: "Du Daren, please sit down."

Du Di'an did not be polite with him. He pulled the chair and sat down. He said: "Oh, your great-grandfather used to be a knight in the battlefield. Leave this foundation to your generation. You have only left the bricks, the spirit of the knight. It is also dusty and unbearable!"

The chunky middle-aged man was stunned and smirked and didn't dare to answer.

Du Di'an saw him in this appearance, knowing that his self-esteem had already become humble, and he lost the interest of saying more. He pointed to the back of Barton and said: "This is the person I said. From today, the transfer to your name is you. Son, inherit your last name."

The chunky middle-aged man looked at Barton and suddenly saw something wrong. He said: "Da Daren, you see, although I promised to accept someone as my son, but after all, I have to pay legal responsibility, and this should be a poor. The kid of the district, this, this..."

Du Dian glanced at him, took out a stack of gold tickets from his pocket, and took ten out of them. Each one was a hundred denominations and ten were a thousand gold coins. He said: "This is the money for your care, not One-off, just one year, understand?"

When the short-skinned middle-aged man saw the gold ticket, he had already blinked his eyes. When he heard that Du Di'an said that it was only one year, he suddenly widened his eyes and was busy saying: "I understand and understand, I understand everything you said. Don't say that he has one, even if one hundred, I am willing, haha, Du Daren is really generous..."

Du Di'an raised his hand to stop his words and said: "But remember to me, if you are too shining, revealing the wind, there is no good fruit to eat here."

The chunky middle-aged man said: "I can guarantee this, I have always kept my mouth shut, and I will never leak a sentence!"

Du Di'an snorted and ignored him. He turned to Barton and said: "From today on, you will follow his last name. Hull Barton, I will see you again in a month, I hope that you have already integrated into it. Here, I will take you to the Cavaliers assessment."

Barton looked at the ugly middle-aged man in front of him. He didn't expect this to be his own nominal father. He felt a little bit in his heart and said to Du Di'an: "I will fix it."

Du Dian nodded, got up and tightened the fleece and left the hall.

"Du Daren, you can sit down for a while..." The chunky middle-aged man chased a few steps from behind.

Du Di'an didn't return, he waved his hand, went out of the manor, got on the carriage, and left.

After returning to the castle, Du Di'an again called Joseph alone in the carriage and took him to another family. This is also a family of people who have been war heroes, although not a well-known hero, but also The little hero who won the "British Heroes" banner, killed in the battlefield, is a good soldier, was once the lieutenant rank, the foundation is not thick, perhaps the relationship is also poorly handled, resulting in the family after the death It also weakened from the apex, and fell down. Now there is only one set of ancestral real estate, and the flag hanging in the center of the hall. Every day, servants go up to clean the dust. Although it has faded and some is broken, it still looks like clean.

Like the previous Hull family, this family has lost its wealth, as well as the wind.

The family that Du Di'an personally chose was naturally psychologically prepared. This was one of the reasons for his selection. After Joseph was placed in this family, he turned and left, and the rest of the things were given to them. It is.

Back in the castle, Du Di'an called Kruen. The reason why he left Kruen on his side was because his arm was deformed, he was difficult to do with his one arm, and he was just missing, so he stayed. Got him.

"This is for you." Du Di'an took out a stack of gold tickets to Kruen, worth tens of thousands of gold coins, said: "To select a group of excellent and capable people, set up our own intelligence network, what do not understand Please feel free to ask me."

Kruen saw the golden ticket, his eyes lit up, and swallowed the slobber: "Young master, you can't have so much."

"The purpose of the money is to buy a good person." Du Di'an said.

Kruen understood that he immediately put away the gold ticket and said: "I will strictly select it."

Du Dian waved to let him back.

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Two days later.

In the Elemental Temple, Du Di'an routinely visits the Shenshen Fortress every day, and selects one hundred pounds of the previously selected materials. When he is ready to return to the castle, he suddenly remembers the invitation letter received last time and immediately returns to the fortune by car. .

After getting off the carriage, Du Dian found the front of the main building in the middle of the building, and asked: "Is everyone else coming?"

The staff of the shrine in front of the **** building recognized Du Di'an, and even respectfully said: "The gods have come long ago, and Du Shen asked."

Dudian nodded and entered with him.

The two men came all the way to the top floor of the Shenlou. Du Di'an had already heard the laughter from the conference room. He went over and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was a strange middle-aged man's face. The latter looked at Du Di'an with a puzzled look. In vain, he blinked and said, "Is it the Du God of the 'Time' medal?"

Du Dian nodded with a smile.

"Please come in and please." The middle-aged man saw him admit, even enthusiasm.

The people in the conference room heard his words, and the discussion suddenly stopped. When Du Di'an entered the conference room, he suddenly saw seven or eight people inside, including Tiffany. He sat in the first row of seats and looked at Dudian, his face smiling.

Du Dian glanced at the crowd and nodded: "Du Di'an has seen the predecessors."

"You are polite, what predecessors are not seniors, only to heroes, who is the age before and after?" A black-haired old man laughed.

Du Di'an listened to the feeling of Chinese style in his two sentences. He looked at him more and found that his face was like an Asian. His heart was slightly intimate. In the giant wall of Sylvia, there were very few Asian faces. Most of them are Western European faces.

"Haha, Lin Lao said." Another little eyebrow laughed in the middle ages.

Tiffany waved to Dudian: "Come, let me sit on my side."

"Come and come, sit with me."

"Don't, I have a free position."

Others immediately said warmly.

Du Di'an smiled and declined everyone. He sat down next to Tiffany and said: "I heard that today is a seminar on magic. I participated for the first time. I don't understand any rules. I hope you will bear with me."

"This is a trivial matter, and everyone has the first time." A middle-aged man sitting in Dudian's left hand smiled.

"Hey!" A hunter-nose middle-aged man snorted across the long table and said: "You also know that today is a seminar on magic. I thought it was a flattering meeting today. If I don't talk about magic, I will go back. It!"

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