Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 947 They still took action.

I looked around Toronto again.

The other secret realms are all under control, and no one has yet reached the final selection area.

After all, no one really does look at the nature of the anchor point as simply as the Lord of the Earth.

He's not picky about personality traits, and his minimum requirements for anchor points are very common, while the others tend to have some bias.

Especially on the side of the Sun God, they are simply the chosen ones... It's hard to find many children in the aristocratic circle who are already adults and are so innocent and pure.

Even if some people are stubborn enough to go in, very few of them can even get the adventure rewards on the periphery.

Toronto thinks they're really overestimating themselves... Do they genuinely believe they're honest and reliable people?
Even if he has angelic lineage, he won't go in.

As for the most important task of that water-related secret realm, it should be to send that cup away, so the gods didn't really care.

The people inside are still just a handful of hairs.

A world with faith is truly different.

If it were the familiar locals of Toronto, many shrewd people would surely choose to make a fortune in this secluded waterside paradise with fewer crowds and less competition.

But for the people of this world, even if they don't go to the wind they love most, they will definitely go to the earth or the dark night that they feel something for.

Those who truly only want money will only enter the gold and silver coils of the Lord of Wealth.

The idea of ​​settling for second best, even if it means getting less, but with a greater chance of success, rarely comes to their consideration.

Those who venture into the Water Realm are either like Celie, seeking opportunities from the sidelines and believing they possess some water-based talent, or they are very likely people who have had dealings with the Ice in the past.

That's nothing. There are actually many cases like the Watson family. It's just that he wanted too much, to the point that he went too far and ruined his whole family.

As long as these people insist that their ice power comes from talent, no one will bother to investigate its true origin.

Although the Lord of Frost is still in the evil camp, he is not being hunted down and killed.

These people are naturally willing to try to find a new path through the Water Labyrinth for the sake of their future and descendants. Even if they can't, it would be best if they could fix their talents so that they wouldn't have to trade with the Lord of Ice again in the future.

The Montes family's eventual downfall was actually related to the two brothers' inexplicably poor talent.

Although the outcome was rather tragic, the brothers' actions were not actually that excessive... It was almost a common practice for nobles to take the wrong path when the right path was blocked.

Unfortunately, they didn't expect that their mother tribe's true purpose was to drive them to a dead end, and that the way they were offered a deal was flawed.

Generally speaking, nobles would choose to pay a certain amount of soul power and a large amount of resources in exchange for a little bit of divine power from the tower or the ice.

It doesn't need to be much, just enough to open their energy channels so they can become full-fledged professionals and appear to reach level 10.

What those two brothers wanted was the highest level of energy.

For those who are insatiably greedy, evil gods will only devour their souls while fulfilling their goals.

But if one of the two brothers succeeds, the position of Earl Montes, and the immense power, will indeed belong to their body.

As for whether it will be eradicated as evil, what does that have to do with evil gods?

Anyway, their deal was done.

Most nobles, even if they stray from the right path, wouldn't stray to that extent... The reason those two brothers, who had received a proper noble education, acted foolishly was entirely because they dared to trust their own maternal clan.

It's ridiculous that they were already wary of their own father, who was so devoted to them, even before the Earl of Montes had taken a new wife... They actually felt that their maternal grandfather, who had married off their frail mother, who couldn't withstand the harsh northern cold, to the North, loved them more.

Toronto shook his head.

In the years before, he had always looked down on his two brothers, after all, they had almost become synonymous with stupidity in aristocratic circles.

Count Gezar's kind of thing is not like that.

Pure evil is not something that must be denigrated in the eyes of nobles... at most they would say that he went too far in the end and couldn't control himself.

But now that they've grown up and seen more, Toronto can understand to some extent that their almost predetermined outcome was inevitable: after all, neither of them was born with a mature outlook on life and the world, and the people who took care of them all had ulterior motives.

All of this can only be blamed on Count Montes.

If he hadn't broken the Montes family tradition in the first place and had instead sought a wife among the border nobles, then... nothing would have happened.

None of the nobles in the capital are good people.

Even those families that claim to abide by the rules will not show mercy when they have the opportunity to strike.

His Majesty Travis is so powerful that the great nobles cannot expect to gain any significant benefits without his favor.

Not only can you not get it, but you also have to watch others make money.

At this crucial moment, Count Montes himself delivered himself to their doorstep.

The fall of a northern lord is enough for these families to make decades' worth of profits in one fell swoop.

His Majesty Travis immediately wiped out those families on charges of colluding with a cult, and the reason why the other nobles remained silent was because they had violated the fundamental principle of kinship.

While the Earl of Montes was wrong, he was simply too naive; sometimes, one cannot blame the victim for being too principled.

Toronto never imagined that the Montes family's affairs would also affect him personally.

He always thought he didn't really care.

But only after he sorted everything out and genuinely felt sorrow for his unfortunate father did his soul seem to suddenly become pure. It was only after that that the soul inheritance of the Seraph and the Battle Angel began to slowly emerge.

This further exacerbated the already overwhelming burden on Toronto, which was already struggling under the weight of the endless dragon legacy.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily awakened by the gods.

Toronto genuinely felt that if he couldn't find a suitable path forward, he would be driven crazy by these two opposing traditions before reaching level 30.

But it's not completely without benefits.

That path may be a bit difficult, but if he succeeds, he will be able to forge his own unique path as a mage.

After all, with the help of the soul inheritance, almost all the laws of the world were revealed before his eyes.

The stars are scattered everywhere, and the rosy clouds are like shuttles.

Although the inheritance of the soul will not allow him to touch every law, it will present all of them to him.

It's really interesting~
The inheritance of a dragon is about the growth of its physical body.

The mental capacity is also within the range of physical growth.

Therefore, a large amount of vitality and spiritual energy is needed to sustain this rapid progress.

The angel's soul inheritance also requires him to be mature enough.

He doesn't need to have any profound insights into the future of humanity, nor does he need to protect the light or fight against evil.

As long as he understands his own background and stops relying on his biased self to understand everything from the past, that will be fine.

Therefore, spiritual growth can be accomplished in an instant.

He has now arrived in the world of adults from two different races, both in spirit and body.

Strength has also improved significantly, perhaps even dramatically.

During this period, he only dared to use spells below the third ring... After all, even the levitation spell could keep him in the clouds for several days and nights.

The large mass of life force that the sun god gave him also helped a lot.

So, people in Toronto work quite hard, especially since the job comes with extra pay.

He floated in mid-air until Patrick dug out the fist-sized lump of adamantium completely.

"What!" Patrick exclaimed in surprise, still feeling somewhat regretful.

A hand inexplicably appeared on his shoulder!

Although he doesn't seem to be on guard, he's always wearing a defensive artifact!
Even if the other party does not show hostility, this hand should still be opened.

But Patrick still tried his best to suppress his overreaction, and even tried to relax his hard shoulders... He was powerless to resist the existence that could instantly suppress him with that high-level artifact.

Rather than angering a powerhouse of this caliber, he'd rather gamble that nothing too outrageous will happen within the gods' field of vision.

“Hello, Mr. Patrick Edwards.” A gentle voice sounded behind him. “You have completed the test of the Earth Labyrinth and may leave now.”

Hidden beneath Toronto's wide sleeves, brown handwriting scrolled wildly across a crystal panel: "I told you to send him out, not to send him out publicly!"
What are you planning to do now?
Don't mess with my anchor point, don't!

The blue handwriting slowly appeared: "That kid in Toronto knows what he's doing, no need..."

"Come here! Say that again in front of me!" The Lord of the Earth was furious.

"Why are you so angry?" the golden goddess of wealth asked curiously. "It's just an anchor point; Toronto can't possibly eliminate it."

"Heh~" The Lord of Earth snorted coldly, "Do you think the Lord of Storms was spouting nice words there?"

"I am Toronto Heinz Clarkson. I am temporarily in charge of maintenance in these areas."

Patrick was now completely relieved.

Then he immediately turned around and asked with a smile, "Toronto?"

I never expected to run into you here.

Sure enough, His Majesty Travis was also involved in this labyrinth.

"Long time no see. I heard you've been working for Archmage Arthas all these years?"

"I travel between the North and the capital most of the year, spending more time in the North," Toronto replied calmly.

"Oh~ I also heard that the Lord of Qingfeng Territory also wants to build his own astral fortress?" Patrick asked thoughtfully.

“That’s right.” Toronto smiled, his eyes narrowing. “I also have a part of the acquisition mission on my shoulders.”

Patrick suddenly realized, "You want to take this piece of refined gold, don't you?"
"What, is Archmage Arthas's side unsuitable?"

"The fortress of Archmage Alsara has been initially completed. There were still some places that needed to be added, but we made good use of the materials that were taken from that stupid half-fortress a couple of days ago."

That's a spiritual material, more suitable than refined gold.

Patrick understood his meaning: "Then Archmage Alsaran probably won't pay a premium for this piece of refined gold!"
My luck is truly amazing…

(End of this chapter)