Chapter 300

In fact, in this world, crow has always been a mysterious thing.

At least wesselis has always been wary of these dark birds.

Because he knew that in the cold land of eternal winter, there was an existence he didn't know how to explain

Is he God? Or... Demigod?

But one thing is certain that he, like wesselis, has transcended the bondage of the physical world.

Perhaps both of them are now a special existence between God and mortal.

And this man has something to do with crows.

Even based on psychology, wesselis still adheres to the habit of his previous life, that is, he thinks crows represent misfortune.

He once took crows as a live target when he practiced arrows.

Maybe the crows later found out that the guy didn't seem to welcome them, and then flew away.

The black cat caught a crow himself, which suddenly made wesselis a little interested.

That's why we have today's experiment.

He did not expect that the strength of the black cat was really greatly improved, and the experiment on the black cat was a great success. Next, he needed a trustworthy person to undertake the next experiment.

What wesselis can know at present is that the black fog 'given' to others will greatly enhance each other's strength.

As for no sequelae?

He doesn't know.

After the experiment, wesselis ordered his servant to clean up the mess in the house. Ten poor cocks had been bitten to death by the black cat.

However, these ten chickens will not be wasted. They can be sent out of the city with other food, so that the three dragons can make a little tooth sacrifice.

Then.

Wesselis returned to his own study with the black cat in his arms.

The young king sat in his chair and thought for a moment. Then he asked the guards to find Bessie.

"Woolley, go and get Lord Bessie Joyce."

Woolley was the bodyguard whose face was scratched this morning. He was obedient and smart. He stayed with wesselis as a bodyguard and ran errands on weekdays.

Bessie was the former Imperial Guard of wesselis and the son of the warrior of the seven gods.

Wesselis has great trust in Bessie, and this trust is even above Oberon.

Because wesselis knew that if one day he turned against Dorn, Oberon would be on Dorn's side.

Bessie was a confidant he cultivated himself.

To be exact, Bessie was trained by Red Castle coach William Darry.

Among the people who first followed wesselis and made great achievements, only William Darry is not in a high position now.

Even the news is gone, becoming very low-key and forgotten by people.

The middle-aged coach became a gray haired and semi blind old man because of his old injury. Now he stays in andalosburg all year round to guide the training of Castle soldiers. The recruits don't know the identity of the old man.

But few people know that Bessie Joyce, the commander of the first legion, who is now trusted by wesselis, is the one promoted and recommended to wesselis by William Darry.

Then, not much time has passed.

Bessie Joyce rushed out of wesselis's study.

"Commander of the army."

"Commander of the army."

When the guards outside the door saw Bessie, they took the initiative to say hello.

"Yes."

Bessie nodded and knocked at the door.

"Your Majesty."

Hearing wesselis's voice, he pushed the door and came in.

"Your Majesty."

Bessie went into wesselis's study. The man was wearing a pure white plain robe, a white cloak and a long sword at his waist.

There are not many Knights qualified to wear white robes, and Bessie is one of them.

Because now he is also the captain of the forest Iron Guard of weseries, although he is only a bare rod commander.

Because wesselis did not appoint another member of the Kingsguard after Bessie left him.

There were only ordinary guards around him, not poetic "white robed knights".

The rules for selecting the Imperial Guard are very complex, and loyalty should be ensured until death, even in old age, physical disability and mental breakdown.

Although Bessie doesn't have the strength to carry the sword now, as long as wesselis doesn't speak to drive him away, he will still be the captain of wesselis's imperial Iron Guard.

"Sit down!"

"Bessie."

While wesselis sat behind his desk without raising his head and asked casually.

"How's the military affairs handled?"

Bessie and he are also old friends. Naturally, there is no need for too many courtesies.

The two men sat in their chairs and chatted casually. Then wesselis didn't continue to circle and spoke directly.

"Bessie, I have something. I don't know if you'd like to try."

Wesselis did not cover up, but said the black fog directly and generously.

However, he didn't describe it in detail, but described the black fog as a divine power with what he said when joking with Aaron.

Wesselis is the source of this divine power. He can freely give the divine power to everyone around him.

Of course, this number is also limited, and those who receive his divine power can greatly improve their strength, and perhaps recover from his injury.

Wesselis spoke directly.

Bessie's mouth under the mask could not help opening slightly.

"What?"

"Divine power?"

Bessie was slightly shocked, and the voice under the mask was stuffy, with an incredible opening.

What his majesty said was so mysterious that he couldn't believe it.

Enhance strength? Recover?

However, Bessie, once the bodyguard around wesselis, was naturally familiar with wesselis.

Your majesty is not joking when he speaks to himself so seriously.

"Your Majesty."

"The divine power you said... Is it given by the seven gods?"

Bessie was slightly shocked and hurried to ask.

As a firm believer in the seven gods, wesselis once boasted of the coronation of the seven gods, which is still fresh in his memory.

Only later did I know that wesselis had not even been to the church several times. Where can we talk about faith and piety? It's pure nonsense.

Now wesselis took the initiative to put forward the divine power, and Bessie naturally thought of the seven gods she believed in at the first time.

"No..."

"Not the seven gods."

Wesselis shook his head slightly in the face of Bessie, who was a little excited.

"I don't know which God he is."

Wesselis did not explain the connection between black fog and Valeria, but it must have nothing to do with the seven gods.

For the seven gods do not speak valerian.

When wesselis got the negative answer, Bessie had some worries about gain and loss.

But he quickly adjusted his state, then nodded and spoke firmly.

"I'd like to try, your majesty."