Chapter 709: Chapter 437: Night Patrol_2
Waving his hand, Colin undid the seal on the Crystal Bottle and reached out to remove the cork.
It seemed a faint, exotic fragrance wafted over.
Colin couldn’t help but take a deep breath, and the pores of his body dilated.
Whirr.
The next moment, the Blood Energy in his body surged spontaneously, his expression became startled, and he quickly recapped the bottle to carefully feel his own condition.
After a short while, he opened the Golden Paper.
A faint golden shimmer of particles converged, and an ancient Golden Paper that straddled the line between reality and illusion appeared before him.
His eyes quickly scanned the Knight section.
To Colin’s astonishment, a faint ↑ symbol materialized behind the Knight Rank progress!
Divine Blood... could enhance Knight progression?
Colin closed his eyes, full of doubts, and felt it once more.
Yes, it was true; the Red Light Blood Qi within him indeed had increased by a trace!
Slowly opening his eyes, Colin pondered for a moment and then removed the cork once more, taking an imperceptibly small wisp with his spiritual power.
After recapping the bottle, he took a deep breath and then opened his mouth to swallow that undetectable trace of Divine Blood directly!
There was no particularly special feeling, not even the faint exotic fragrance remained – Colin only felt a trace of warmth in his stomach.
Whirr!
The Blood Energy surged spontaneously once more, and after a short while, the warmth also dissipated instantly.
On the Golden Paper, the progress behind Knight Level suddenly reached 90/100.
And if he remembered correctly, after today’s practice, his Knight Level progress should have just reached 89/100!
Colin stood up and practiced the Red Light Breathing Method for a while, then used witchcraft to carefully inspect his condition.
But whether it was the circulation of Blood Energy or the state of his body and spirit, nothing abnormal occurred!
Could Divine Blood enhance Knight Blood without side effects?
A slight joy arose in Colin’s heart, yet he did not continue the attempt; he wanted to learn more about the Divine Blood.
Moreover, using Divine Blood to enhance Knight progression was somewhat extravagant.
After all, he could enhance his Knight progression by about one point with one or two days of practice.
Sitting cross-legged once more, he uncorked the Divine Blood Bottle Cap beside him, and his Soul Body emerged following the instructions to absorb a drop of Divine Blood.
If Colin were to describe the sensation of his Soul Body absorbing Divine Blood, the first thing that would come to mind was soaking in a hot spring.
He was enveloped in a warm and comfortable sensation.
About half an hour later, a drop of Divine Blood was completely depleted.
"There are probably about 30 drops left..." Colin estimated as he looked at the Crystal Bottle, "This should be calculated to last me three months, sufficient for me to advance to Intermediate Third Rank."
"However, with the aid of Divine Blood, I might not need three months; at most a month and a half, and I could probably successfully advance to Intermediate Third Rank!"
He glanced at the Golden Paper and walked out of the Silver Chamber with a smile.
...
Half a day later.
In his study, Colin was reading through the detailed information about Divine Blood.
Put simply, after being processed by the Supreme Councilman, the Divine Blood indeed did not harm the native body, nor did it offer any benefits.
After reading the information obtained from the Supreme Council, a true sense of joy blossomed in Colin’s heart.
Wait until his Knight Rank was complete, then try absorbing Divine Blood again.
He was somewhat expectant.
Perhaps Divine Blood could bring him an unexpected surprise on the path of a Knight!
...
Five days later, on September 16th.
The Roon Kingdom welcomed the Queen’s birthday.
The autumn planting had come to a close; the busiest time had passed, and people had some leisure. The streets were decked with festive decorations, many of which were remnants from the recent White Flower Sea celebration.
Envoys from the six kingdoms arrived at Golden Barley with caravans bearing gifts early in the morning.
The carriages carrying gifts left deep ruts in the ground outside the city, and the lengthy procession even blocked several streets.
The people of Golden Barley were proud.
But among their celebratory words for the Queen, many more were singing the praises of the same name – the great Lord of Tilamei, Colin.
They knew, as did the Roon Royal Family –
Today, the other six nations on the Tilaimei Plain bent the knee and came from afar with gifts, not for any other reason but for that great wizard they were praising – the Lord of Tilamei, Colin.
In Golden Barley Square.
High upon the stage, Jennifer was richly dressed and attended the gathering, with a sea of people below.
Following the birthday celebration’s proceedings, she now had to accept gifts from the six nations in front of the public to assert Royal authority.
Jennifer, with her face drawn tight, looked petite, but her splendid attire still showcased her presence, dignified and beautiful like a flower on high cliffs.
Seated on the Throne, she gave a slight wave to the envoys from the six nations below, then began her speech:
"Thank you, six nations..."
After accepting gifts from the six nations, several more steps in the ceremony were due, and by the time the last one approached, it was nearly noon.
The bright sunlight beat down directly, and the heat of the late-summer tiger made the crowd on the square break into sweat.
However, no one left; in the relatively feudal Wizard World, the entertainment for commoners was relatively scarce, and they found even such monotonous proceedings interesting, not departing from the scene.
"Why hasn’t the Lord of Tilamei come?" someone asked.
"At the conclusion of the celebration, let us welcome the great Lord of Tilamei, who will crown Queen Jennifer!"
As if in answer to their questions, these words were loudly spoken on stage.
Timed perfectly, Colin had just arrived in midair above the square and upon hearing the words, he too appropriately alighted upon the stage.