Chapter 1142 Purple Gel First Transaction - Going Abroad

Putting a piece of meat into his mouth, Weilin immediately felt a gentle surge of magic entering his body.

"very nice."

Hearing Weilin's praise, Yalin Oron smiled and responded, "Marshal Weilin, as long as you like it."

When all the dishes were served, a red-armored female knight came to Weilin and knelt down, opened the bottle of wine and filled it for him.

On the right side of Yalin Oron, there was also a red-armored female knight kneeling down and pouring wine for him.

Weilin picked up the wine glass and glanced at the high-ranking silver female knight sitting on the left side of the low table. Her beauty made him unable to help but take another look.

Seeing Weilin's actions, Yalin Oron asked with a smile: "Marshal Weilin, you are attracted to her."

Upon hearing this, Weilin raised his glass and responded with a smile: "Beautiful things always attract my eyes."

Upon seeing this, Yalin Olon also raised his glass and clinked it with the other party.

After taking a sip of wine, Weilin immediately used his fighting spirit to dispel the drunkenness and avoid getting drunk.

It is better not to act recklessly without the company of a confidant.

Yalin Oron put down his wine glass, sensed Weilin's move to get rid of his drunkenness, and suggested with a smile: "Marshal Weilin, since you like her, how about I give her to you?"

"Oh." Weilin asked with a smile, "Your Highness Yalin Oron, I think her appearance is top-notch. Just give her to me like this."

"It's easy to find a beautiful woman, but it's hard to make friends with a Knight of Everlight." Yalin Oron said.

Upon hearing this, Weilin gave up the idea of ​​refusing and continued, "Your Highness Yalin Oron, since you said so, it would be a bit embarrassing if I didn't accept it."

"Haha, Marshal Weilin is so frank, I can't compare to you." Yalin Oron raised his glass and laughed.

Upon seeing this, Weilin raised his glass, clinked it with the other party, and then drank it all in one gulp.

After several times, the relationship between the two sides became much closer, at least on the surface.

Late at night, the party ended.

After finishing the hundredth glass of wine, Weilin stood up and left, following a low-level soul knight to his residence.

After entering the tent, Weilin threw himself on the bed and began to rest.

A few minutes later, twenty-four Griffin Knights arrived outside the tent and took over the defense from the guards of the 7th Legion Marshal Yalin Oron.

After an unknown amount of time, Weilin slowly opened his eyes. Judging from the sunlight shining into the room, it was already noon, as expected.

He got out of bed and walked out of the tent.

The eight griffin knights guarding the tent heard Weilin's voice, beat their chests and saluted, shouting: "Marshal!"

Weilin waved his hand, signaling them to encourage each other, and then looked at the red-armored female knight standing not far away. It was the female knight that Yalin Oron gave him yesterday.

"come over."

The red-armored female knight, who was in a daze, heard the voice ringing in her ears and immediately came back to her senses. She walked over quickly, came to Weilin, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Claire greets the master."

"Get up."

"Yes, Master."

Upon hearing this, the red-armored female knight responded and then stood up, but kept her head down and did not dare to look directly at Weilin.

Weilin put his hands behind his back and walked around her. When he returned to his original position, he asked, "Do you have a last name?"

The red-armored female knight shook her head and answered, "My master, since I became a member of the former master's Rose Guard, I have abandoned my last name."

"Before you became a guard of Alin'olon, were you a noble, a merchant, or a commoner?"

"The illegitimate daughter of a noble." The red-armored female knight replied, "However, from now on, I am your property, at your disposal. Everything before has nothing to do with slavery."

"In my place, you don't have to call yourself a slave, just call me."

"Yes, Master."

"Okay, you stay in my tent for the next few days."

"Yes."

After dealing with this matter, Weilin went straight to the tent of Alin Oron.

The prelude is over, it's time to exchange interests.

I have been really worried about this guy Claire. After I go back, I will make him treat me to eight or ten meals in the capital.

Arriving at Yalin Oron's tent, Weilin sat down at the invitation of the other party.

After talking about a few small things, Weilin slowly got to the point.

"Your Highness Yalin Oron, the main purpose of my visit to you this time is to strengthen the connection between the Seventh and Ninth Corps, but I also have a personal matter."

"Marshal Weilin, please speak." Yalin Oron's expression remained unchanged, and he still had a warm smile.

Seeing this, Weilin no longer concealed it and said, "According to the order of the Human Allied Forces Command, a good friend of mine was appointed as the deputy commander of the 39th Army of the 19th Legion."

Yalin Oron did not ask any questions and assured, "Marshal Weilin, I will make a note of this matter. As long as I am here, your friend's safety will not be in any way a problem."

Both sides are old foxes, and they know the meaning of some things without having to say them explicitly.

Weilin took out ten units of purple gel made from the flesh and blood of golden high-level gray creatures from the space equipment and brought them to Yalin Oron.

Looking at the purple gelatinous substance in front of him, Yalin Oron's eyes were filled with curiosity.

"This is?"

Seeing this, Weilin slowly explained, "Your Highness Yalin Oron, I call this thing purple gel. It is made from special materials and can enhance the power of the caster."

"Oh." A look of surprise appeared on Yalin Oron's face. He stretched out his hand to fiddle with the purple gel floating in the air and asked, "Marshal Weilin, can you let me experiment?"

"Naturally."

Seeing this, Yalin Oron waved his hand to call the red-armored female knight standing behind him to his side, and whispered in her ear: "Go and invite Master Kalista."

"Yes, Master."

After the red-armored female knight left, Yalin Oron turned to look at Weilin and said, "Welin, how do you feel about the female knight who sent you there yesterday?"

"Very well-behaved." Weilin said with a smile, and then changed the subject, "Your Highness Yalin Oron, excuse me, you have so many Rose Guards, are you able to handle it?"

“Hahaha, Marshal Weilin, just as you said yesterday, appreciating beautiful things always makes people feel happy.” Upon hearing this, Yalin Oron laughed.

Hearing this, Weilin looked at Yalin Oron deeply. He thought that the other party was dissolute, but he didn't expect that he was a person who controlled his desires.

After chatting for a while, the tent curtain was lifted and a white-haired woman walked in. Her height was a little surprising. Judging from the visual, she seemed to be about 1.56 meters tall. "Your Highness Yalin Aolong, good afternoon."

The white-haired woman came to the center of the tent, placed her right hand on her chest, and bowed slightly to Alin Oron who was sitting in the upper seat.

"Master Callista, good afternoon."