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Chapter 258

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"Without the acquiescence of the Sea King and the Iron Treasury, would you dare to kill people and make enemies everywhere? Without the protection of the huge navy of Braavos, any millionaire could hire a mercenary team to eradicate the entire Black and White House (Faceless One's headquarters in Braavos). How did you survive until now? "

Jia Kun was silent. Although Braavos had never promised to protect the Black and White House, and the Faceless One had never explicitly pledged loyalty to the Braavos government, anyone with normal intelligence would know that there must be a deep relationship between the two.

As the 'Genie of the Magic Pot' said, the assassination ability of Braavos was indeed strong, but in a head-on battle, ten Faceless One may not necessarily beat ten experienced and skilled mercenaries.

It was impossible for the Faceless One not to fail once, and it was impossible to clean up every time so that the family of the deceased would not suspect anything.

Most of the people who could be assassinated by the Faceless One were not ordinary people. Ordinary targets could be assassinated by ordinary assassins, so why spend a lot of money to hire a Faceless One?

And for revenge, ten thousand or a hundred thousand gold coins were really nothing to the rich and powerful. Ten thousand gold coins could at least hire 500 desperadoes, so how could they not kill the Black and White House?

The Black and White House was in Braavos, open and open for business, but no one had ever come to their door.

Danny continued, "With the Faceless One's business model, the cost is frighteningly low, but the income is frighteningly high. Why do you need so much gold? Where is the gold now? "

How could the Iron Treasury become the world's first bank in just a few hundred years?

It was said that the gold of the other banks in the Nine Free Trade City-States added together was not as much as the Iron Treasury.

Killing people and arson was a golden belt, a horse would not get fat without eating at night!

Just relying on maritime trade and usury, how could they make so much money?

Braavos was located in the northwest corner of the continent of Ursos. Its geographical location was not very good, at least ten streets away from Volantis.

In terms of maritime trade, Braavos's size was not even a third of Volantis's.

Moreover, didn't the Volantis merchants know how to lend?

Oh, the first people who thought of using finance to control other city-state governments were the Braavos bankers!

"The rise of the Mother Of Dragons threatens the stability and peace of the world today. Many people and forces want her dead, so we don't have to refuse this business. "Jia Kun slowly said.

"Well, at least he's honest." Danny nodded, confirming her previous thoughts.

What is the current political situation in the world?

As the head of the Nine Free Trade City-States, Braavos influenced the political situation of other countries through the Iron Treasury. It was the big brother of the Western World (west of Queers).

Just like how the Americans did not allow a certain country to rise, there was only one position for a leader. The current leader would definitely not want to give up his position.

To put it bluntly, Braavos, which had always been against slavery, was also inseparable from the slave trade.

Of course, they did not directly engage in the slave trade, but the Great Voyage trade was supported by slaves, and most of the profits from the Great Voyage trade were eaten by the Braavosi.

If there was business, there would be harm and sin.

"The essence of the City of Knowledge is to spread wisdom. As you can see, other than Westeros, people from the Summer Islands and people from the Free Cities can join the City of Knowledge to study.

Therefore, it's not a big problem for you to sneak into the library. Stealing books can't be considered stealing … Sigh, can a scholar's matter be considered stealing? "

Jia Kun's mind was filled with "F * ck", but he nodded in agreement. "Doctor, you're absolutely right."

"There's only one point. The reason why I chose to seal myself, other than not wanting to follow the old path of the evil demigod in the Easternmost Land — accepting sacrifices and sucking the essence and souls of the living — is to protect the forbidden technique from being known by others.

The forbidden technique is strong, but it's also very harmful. If you use it carelessly, it won't do any good to yourself, others, or even the world. "

The Genie of the Magic Jar held the cane with one hand and stroked his long beard with the other, looking like an otherworldly expert who had seen the vicissitudes of life. Under Jia Kun's expectant gaze, he sighed and said, "Young man, go ahead. The forbidden technique of the God of Death will not be taught to outsiders."

Damn it, after so much foreshadowing, he finally said that it would not be taught to outsiders. Is he playing with me, or is he playing with me?

Jia Kun was so angry that he almost fainted. He said in a muffled voice, "Doctor Hades, if there's any taboo about the forbidden technique, please tell me. I'll abide by it."

"No, I can't teach you. Jia Kun, you should go." Danny just shook her head.

Suddenly, Jia Kun's eyes flashed, and he remembered the spell recorded on the remnant pages of the secret record. He pointed to the Genie of the Magic Jar and shouted, "Mother, your son is filial! Faceless are all big idiots. "

Danny was stunned. At first, she didn't react, but when Jia Kun repeated it for the second time, she suddenly remembered the spell she wrote. She immediately howled and rolled down the bookshelf with her head in her hands.

"Ah ah ah, Jia Kun, you bastard, don't read it!" She screamed with a distorted face.

"Mother, your son is filial! Faceless are all big idiots. "

"Mother, your son is filial! Faceless are all big idiots. "

"Mother, your son is filial! Faceless are all big idiots. "

.....

Seeing that it really worked, Jia Kun read more cheerfully. Danny also cooperated with him, laughing wildly in her heart, but her body kept rolling on the ground. Her head, legs, and torso were like a phantom shuttling back and forth between the bookshelves, which made Jia Kun frightened.

— — What a powerful demigod!

Then his chanting became louder and faster, and his Chinese became more and more fluent.

Danny thought that it was not a good idea to keep rolling around like this, so she suddenly jumped up and hit her head on the jar on the bookshelf, and shouted, "I would rather die than submit!"

"Bang!" In the blink of an eye, Jia Kun had no time to react. The pot fell from the wooden frame and hit the sliding wooden ladder below with a crisp sound. Only then was he able to rush forward and catch it.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts!" Danny lay on the bookshelf, holding her head and wailing, "Jia Kun, you win, I will teach you the forbidden art."

Originally, when he saw the jar with a hole in his arms, Jia Kun's heart was like dead ashes, and he thought that it was over. Now that he saw that the Genie of the Magic Jar only cried out in pain and even surrendered, his chest was instantly filled with ecstasy.

"Ah, doctor, you see this …" He held the jar like a baby, and didn't want to let it leave his side.

"Kid, you are ruthless. Promise me one thing, and I will teach you the forbidden art."

"Doctor Hades, please say it." Jia Kun said happily.

"You are not allowed to practice or use the forbidden art in Westeros. I am not afraid to tell you that practicing the forbidden art is easy to cause problems. If it is light, you will attract the attention of the Grim Reaper, and if it is heavy, he will follow you all the time, or even possess you.

He is the Grim Reaper, and if you are noticed by him, you will bring misfortune to your family and friends. "

The Genie of the Magic Jar's teachings made Jia Kun happier. Being noticed by the Grim Reaper? Isn't that what we Faceless want? As for misfortune, Faceless have no family or friends, and will only bring misfortune to our enemies.

"I swear, I will never practice the forbidden art in Westeros." He immediately said.

"Okay, okay, I will teach you …" The Genie of the Magic Jar panted, and quickly explained the Yin Yang Spiritual Theory.

In addition to teaching Bo Cheng, she also made a set of "Forbidden Art Theory Summaries" based on the "cultivation experience" she read on the Internet (or some novel) in her previous life.

"Doctor, please speak slowly, I don't really understand." Jia Kun said awkwardly.

"Sigh, stupid! To put it simply … Aiya, my magic power is almost depleted. "The Genie suddenly shouted in panic.

"What?"

"The jar is broken, and the essence is leaking out. I don't have much time left, and will fall into a deep sleep soon. If you have any urgent questions, hurry up."

"How long will it be?" Jia Kun quickly asked.

"I am not sure, it depends on when my magic power is replenished. Or else, there are so many doctors here, and you just happened to take advantage of it.

For hundreds of years, there must have been others who tried to open the Magic Jar, but it is too dark here, and there is no moonlight, so the magic power replenishment is slow. "The Genie of the Magic Jar shook her head.

"Moonlight? Is it related to magic power replenishment? "

"Place the jar under the moonlight, and chant a spell to worship it. The speed of recovery is determined by the number of worshippers and the degree of devotion."

"It is similar to the worship activities of those evil cults …" Jia Kun was puzzled.

"Of course, evil cults worship demigods. I am also a demigod, and the magic power I need is essentially the Power of Faith. "

"You need a blood sacrifice too?"

"No, please don't, a blood sacrifice will aggravate my demonic nature, I would rather die than become a demon!" The Genie of the Magic Jar said firmly.

"How long will it take for you to come out again?"

"Maybe half a month, maybe half a year, since there is a hole in the jar."

Seeing that the Genie of the Magic Jar was on the verge of death, Jia Kun quickly asked, "What kind of meditation technique are you practicing? Teach it to me first. "

"The Divine Version of the Great Wizard Valleglia's inheritance! Listen carefully, these are the 108 basic runes … "After saying that, the Genie of the Magic Jar suddenly exploded into a ball of golden red light, and disappeared in front of Jia Kun's eyes.

She hid behind the bookshelf, and used "Fire Manipulation" to gather a ball of scattered fire elements on top of the bookshelf.

She did the same for the "special effect" before, which was the gathering of fire elements.

"The Great Wizard's inheritance … Divine Version? 108 basic runes … "Jia Kun murmured in shock.

Without any hesitation, he immediately looked down to find the broken piece of pottery. After finding it, he didn't bother to flip through the books anymore, and carefully wrapped the jar in his clothes, and quickly left the library.

After leaving the General Manager's Pavilion, Pater immediately carried the jar in his hand. As he thought, the scholars and apprentices he met on the way didn't even look at him, until …

"Hey, Pater? Why are you carrying the jar? "Just as he left the City of Knowledge's gate, the female knight 'Leila' saw him.

"Oh, the jar is broken, I'm going to the porcelain shop to find a master to fix it," Pater said honestly.

He really wanted to fix this precious "Magic Jar" tonight, so that the magic power that the "Genie" painstakingly accumulated would not leak through the hole.

"Isn't it just a broken jar?" 'Leila' looked down curiously as she ate a skewer.

"Oh, this, this is a chamber pot, right?" 'Leila' took a step back, and covered her nose as she yelled.

"Uh, it's not a chamber pot, it's a pickle jar, it might not suit your taste, but I quite like it," 'Pater' said calmly.

"This smell … Forget it, as long as you like it." 'Leila' pulled up 'Pater's' empty left hand, and stuffed a skewer of barbecued meat into his hand, "It's just … I can't eat anymore after this smell, you can have it."

Although 'Pater's' hand hurt from being poked by the skewer, he still thanked her with a smile.

The two chatted for a while before parting at the river.

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