Chapter 1089: Former Knight (Part One)
However, Piazon was longer dressed as the Silver Moon Knight. Instead, he was wearing the red and blue military armor of Barcelona, and his inner clothes looked luxurious. He seemed to be in a great mood, and several Barcelonan officers followed Piazon respectfully.
“Little General, Mr. Armando is inviting you over. He must be planning to teach you cultivation techniques.”
“Yeah, Little General. Mr. Armando is very fond of you. Perhaps you will become the successor of the Armando Family. You are so lucky!”
“Little General, once you go all the way up, don"t forget us.”
Those few Barcelonan officers said to Piazon with flattering smiles on their faces as they followed him toward a giant, luxurious tent further away. Along the way, they kept on flattering this young man.
If it were more than 20 days ago, these arrogant Barcelonans wouldn"t act so humbly and lowly before a dirty Zenitian. However, the situation was different now.
Peak Full Moon Elite Mr. Armando was having the time of his life, but he somehow went crazy and took this young man as his disciple. Now, not many people dared to be disrespectful toward this young man in the military campsites of Barcelona.
Piazon laughed proudly and said, “Relax. As long as you are loyal to me, you will be rewarded properly.”
“Thank you, Little General! Thank you so much.” Those Barcelonan officers continued to flatter Piazon.
Soon, the group arrived before the giant red tent.
The guards saw that it was Piazon, and they quickly reported inside before inviting Piazon to go in.
This was a tent with spatial magic; the s.p.a.ce inside was even larger than what it seemed from the outside. Bookshelves, weapon racks, armors, various magic scrolls, maps, and doc.u.ments were placed into the tent in an organized way.
More than 20 beautiful girls in thin veils stood on both sides of the red carpet that lead from the entrance to the chair in the center, and they held delicious liquor and food in their hands.
“Hahaha! You are here! Come over and talk to me. How is your progress in the last few days?” Seeing Piazon, Armando who was wearing a red wide robe and sitting on a giant stone chair that looked like a beast stood up and laughed.
“Thank you, Master.” Piazon respectfully kneeled on the ground and kowtowed. After doing the proper greeting, he stood up and said with joy, “Master, I didn"t dare to waste any time, and I cultivated with the method that you taught me. I made great progress, and I"m now a peak Two-Star Warrior.”
“Great! This is great!” Armando nodded in satisfaction and said, “Although you missed the best time to cultivate, your talent is still surprising. Even though I gave you spiritual plants as supplements, you became a peak Two-Star Warrior in less than a month! It is extremely fast! If you are willing to cultivate diligently every day, perhaps you will reach my level in about 30 to 50 years.”
“Master, your strength is unrivaled. Your disciple doesn"t dare to be compared to you.” Piazon smiled and flattered.
“Eh.” Armando nodded with pleasure as he thought to himself, “This new disciple of mine is great in almost every aspect. Too bad that he is a Zenitian. It would be perfect if he had the Catalonian bloodline.”
“I asked you to come today to inform you of something. Go and get prepared, and also order the soldiers to get ready. Chambord City will be broken at midnight. Then, we must seize the opportunity to raid and rob the treasures. I heard that there is an endless amount of treasure in this city, and even a G.o.d-tier mythical ruin is in there. Any discovery would be a big merit. Perhaps Mr. Busquets will be thrilled and allow you to get a Barcelonan last name.”