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Chapter 258

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The value of Merlin Longtaro's qi cultivation comprehension was so high that it could at least be regarded as a family heirloom. After all, Marquis Merlin, in his prime, was a Sky Knight of the Grand Duchy of Sapphire, known as the Windcutter Swordsman.

Sky Knight was a level of qi cultivation.

Sacred Swordsman was the title of a powerful Sky Knight. Not every Sky Knight could obtain the title of Sacred Swordsman. For example, Liszt's uncle, Messillo, was just a Sky Knight. No one would call him Sacred Swordsman. Only a Sky Knight who performed outstandingly in a sword fight would be crowned with the title of Sacred Swordsman.

"Thank you, grandfather."

Liszt happily accepted Marquis Merlin's handwritten letter.

His father was the Sea Wave Swordsman, so he could ask about his cultivation comprehension at any time. Now that he had obtained the cultivation comprehension of the Windcutter Swordsman, he was not afraid that he would not have any experience to draw on after advancing to a Sky Knight.

The only regret was that his qi was of the fire attribute, the count was of the water attribute, and Marquis Merlin was of the wind attribute.

An individual's qi attribute was related to their bloodline and physique.

Liszt's elder brother and sister were of the water attribute, while his grandfather, uncle, and cousin were of the wind attribute. Although it was a bit unexpected for him to be of the fire attribute, but it was also normal. It was just that neither family had produced a Sacred Swordsman of the fire attribute, so they were slightly lacking in terms of cultivation experience.

"If you feel constrained in the Flower Town, then the gate of the Red Crab Island will always be open for you." Said Marquis Merlin calmly.

Liszt nodded solemnly: "Thank you, grandfather, for thinking highly of me."

Marquis Merlin and his grandson glanced at each other, already understanding his intentions: "If one day, the Taro family's rule over the Red Crab Island is shaken, then I hope that you and your sister can lend a helping hand to Meopal … My greatest disappointment in your uncle was not that he was a waste of talent, but that he had few heirs, far worse than your father."

Messillo had only one son.

The count had two wives, three men and one woman, and four children. Liszt did not know whether he had lovers or illegitimate children outside. However, his fertility was far superior to Messillo's.



After leaving the study, Liszt did not return to the living room to chat with his relatives.

Although he had already accepted his identity, he still preferred a relatively quiet environment. Moreover, he had the Sword Saint's letter in his hands. It would be uncomfortable if he didn't take a look at it.

There was no name on the letter, and it was completely handwritten. The handwriting was sloppy, and there were many traces of alteration.

It was easy to imagine that Marquis Merlin had written this recently. He had probably begun to sum up his life after he left his position as the captain of the court fleet.

A 12-year-old Earth Knight, a 15-year-old Elite Earth Knight, and a 22-year-old Sky Knight.

In the Sword Saint's letter, Marquis Merlin first recalled his own cultivation experience. This magnificent experience could be said to be a genius among geniuses. Compared to the twenty-five-year-old Sky Knight Lee William Tulip, he was even more outstanding. However, Marquis Merlin was born in a Marquis family and had accumulated resources since he was young.

Compared to Leewilliam, who was born in a viscount family, he might not necessarily be more talented.

There were three levels of Sky Knight.

The ordinary level Sky Knight, the Sword Saint level Sky Knight, and the so-called Dragon Knight reserve, the perfect level Sky Knight who could ride a dragon at any time.

At the age of thirty-nine, Marquis Merlin was already a perfect level Sky Knight.

"Unfortunately, I don't have a dragon, and I can't find a dragon to ride. I have no hope of becoming a Dragon Knight in this life." In the letter, there was not much regret in Marquis Merlin's words, because he could at least laugh at the Sapphire Grand Duke. "But the Grand Duke has the Sapphire Dragon, and I can't ride it either. Without the dragon's approval, it's useless even if I have perfect fighting power."

Although he couldn't ride a dragon, he still had some imagination about the Dragon Knight.

"It is said that the perfect level of high-level fighting power is the end of fighting power. Only by combining with the mysterious power of the dragon can an incredible dragon fighting power be produced. A kind of fighting power that transcends the limits of magic power and has infinite possibilities. Unfortunately, the Grand Duke is too stingy and refused my request to read Grand Duke Anderson's Dragon Knight fighting power book countless times. "

"Dragon Knight fighting power book?"

Liszt's heart was in turmoil. He couldn't wait to snatch this secret book.

To see what a Dragon Knight was and what a dragon fighting power was.

The current Grand Duke Andrew Sapphire should be a perfect level Sky Knight and couldn't ride a dragon. But he had the first Grand Duke's Dragon Knight fighting power book, and was probably the only person in the entire Grand Duchy of Sapphire who knew how to ride a dragon. Liszt felt that it was necessary to have a good discussion with him about the knowledge of dragon riding in the future.

He shook his head and threw away many distracting thoughts.

He began to look at Marquis Merlin's real insights on fighting power training. The Trainee Knight stage was only skimmed over, and the Elite Earth Knight stage was not much redundant. The experience provided by the Count was much different. It was just taking potions, taking potions, taking potions, and at most providing some reasonable experience of taking potions.

The real detailed description was the Sky Knight's fighting power training.

But Liszt stopped reading in time. "I need to focus on the Elite Earth Knight now. Don't be too ambitious. Lay a solid foundation first."

After putting the Sword Saint's Handwritten Book into the gem space, he left the room and returned to the living room where they were still chatting.

"Liszt, what gift did Grandpa give you?" After Cousin Raleigh saw Liszt, he immediately shouted. Compared to the naive Russell, Raleigh was more jumpy.

"What gift did you get?"

"Grandpa gave me a piece of gemstone equipment!" Raleigh took out a pendant from his bosom. The pendant was inlaid with a yellow gemstone. "This is a yellow gemstone dragon's topaz. It can make my fighting power more solid. The Elite Earth Knight can't break through my solid fighting power!"

Envy!

As long as it was a piece of gemstone equipment, it was worthy of envy.

Liszt flattered at just the right time. "I'm really envious, a piece of gemstone equipment, it's so beautiful!"

Raleigh immediately smiled from ear to ear. A piece of gemstone equipment, whether it was a weapon or an accessory, was worth more than a thousand gold coins. As the second son, he didn't have a title to inherit. A thousand gold coins was simply a fortune from heaven.

Liszt asked everyone about their gains.

He unexpectedly discovered that Marquis Merlin had given three Sword Saint's Handwritten Books to Meopal, Levis, and himself. Russell, Raleigh, and Lvera each had a piece of gemstone equipment.

Levis said with a smile: "Even your one and all three handwritten books were personally written by Grandpa. The contents are also the same. Of course, the typos are different."

"In fact, Grandpa only needed to write one book. You can copy the rest," Raleigh proudly said. In his opinion, the value of a piece of gemstone equipment was far greater than a handwritten book that could be borrowed and copied.

"Raleigh, don't talk nonsense." Aunt Melinda stopped Raleigh. The smile on her face was a bit unnatural.

Viscount Roland held his cup and took a sip to conceal it.

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