King of Titans and D Chapter 390 - 390 385 Treasure Moves Hearts

??Chapter 390: Chapter 385: Treasure Moves Hearts

Chapter 390: Chapter 385: Treasure Moves Hearts

“No, I’m looking for you this ti because I have good news.” Upon hearing Anz’s words, Yaheng scratched his head and hurriedly explained.

“Could there be any good news with you?” Anz looked at Yaheng with an extrely skeptical gaze. Ten tis this guy had sought him out, nine tis he had brought troubles, and in the last instance, Anz had seen himself be tornted into a serious coma, barely hanging to his breath.

“Of course, there is.” The young lad with an axe on his back patted his chest, his face radiating excitent, “This is it.”

“Let’s hear it. What good news are we talking about?” Anz maintained his composure, starting to clean up the waste generated by failed elixir preparations.

“You know about our newly appointed Golden Dragon Regent Duke Mureya, right?”

“I know.”

“He has ordered the organization of a contest called the Golden Dragon Cup. All people under the age of thirty can register to participate, with no other restrictions.”

Yaheng excitedly described the information he saw on the announcent issued by the city lord, speaking about how all contestants would be divided into five different age groups for competition,

“As long as you qualify to participate, you can get a reward of one hundred gold coins.”

“Um!” Anz was unmoved. He could make more than that by casually concocting a potion.

“Don’t disdain the amount, this is just the beginning.” Yaheng chuckled, “Next, for every victory, the reward money will double. The winner can choose money or the equivalent value of weapons, armors, potions, tals, etc. These rare commodities, I heard, are provided by the royal family.”

“Potions?” Anz showed so interest, then shook his head. He knew his own strength. He liked alchemy, but he disliked fighting. Up until now, he didn’t have much practical combat experience.

“Yaheng, you know, although I have the strength of the Silver Rank of five, I’m not good at fighting. You can pull any adventurer from the street, and they’ve killed more monsters than .”

“The monsters you killed to test your potions, I couldn’t even match up to you if I combined ten of my killings.” Yaheng mumbled.

“Save your words, this competition is nice, but it doesn’t have much to do with , so I won’t participate.”

“I’ve told you that all geniuses can participate, so naturally, you can too. You excel in alchemy, potion making, then you can go for the competition among alchemists. Winning still cos with generous rewards.”

“Competition among alchemists?”

“Yes, you guys who only know fights compare nothing to us. Duke Mureya’s rewards for you are much better than us. As long as you get a qualification, you get a reward of a thousand gold coins. Just like us, every victory you get ans your reward doubles.

If you don’t want gold coins and choose treasures, you can choose different treasures from us. We have various potion formulas, finished potions, and so rare alchemy materials owned by the royal family. You can pick as you wish.”

With that, Yaheng’s face showed a look of envy, “I also saw Red Dragon’s Blood listed in the reward list of your Alchemist competition, well, Duke Mureya is really generous.”

“The Duke is a Golden Dragon, and he has an Ancient Dragon as his backer. Having the Blood of the Red Dragon is nothing to him.” Anz, whose face had already shown a sign of being stirred, asked in a sowhat disturbed voice, “How can I qualify for the competition?”

“For , I only need to beat ten people in the sa age group consecutively on the ring to get the qualification. As for you, you have to concoct a potion of the Silver Rank.”

“How to register?” Hearing this “simple” registration requirent, Anz followed up, his voice carrying a hint of urgency.

“Hey, hey, don’t rush, you should prepare first. It’ll still be about ten days before you can register. The competition will even be later.”

…

The news of Mureya organizing the competition had already been spread throughout the kingdom in a short day’s ti through the Lockman Kingdom’s efficient Teleportation Array system, making more and more people aware of it.

Everyone in the kingdom was discussing this matter at this ti, from nobles to commoners. This competition, which hadn’t yet started registration, had already beco quite popular, becoming the hot news.

Publicising the competition rules, the location of the competition, the thod of promotion, etc., wasn’t that significant. What really made this competition hot was that Mureya had also announced the list of rewards for the winners.

Weapons, armours, high-level combat techniques, magic models, secret breathing thods, ditation thods, alchemy potion formulas, etc., almost everything could be found there. Even geniuses with extraordinary experiences would be tempted by these rewards.

And to get all these, one must participate in the competition. The more victories one achieves, the more substantial the rewards received. Whoever erges strong from this competition will get everything they want.

“I have prepared such generous rewards, you guys who have been causing

trouble everywhere are absolutely unable to resist.” Mureya, who got feedback from all over through secret chanisms, showed a smile as if everything was under control, “Geniuses, register all your information obediently, participate in the competition, and gulp down this bait I’ve prepared for you.”

However, less than two days later, Mureya, who was in charge of preparing for the genius competition and was preparing to start registration, received an unexpected ssage.

Belradin, the forr king of the Lockman Kingdom, passed away peacefully after telling a bedti story to his daughter, Remilia, and soothing her to sleep during a leisure outing two nights ago.

Mureya, who was very busy at the ti, froze for a mont after receiving this ssage. Then, he could no longer focus on his work, handed his affairs over to Mia, and went to receive Belradin’s remains with a team of Storm Giants.

“Final farewell, right?” Sitting in a carriage, pulled by eight Celestial Warhorses, Mureya looked pensive. For the first ti since his birth, he experienced the grieving, regretful, and hollow feeling of losing a friend.

He still rembered that imdiately after his own inauguration ceremony, Belradin couldn’t wait to disguise as a rich rchant and take his daughter on a journey around the country.

At that ti Mureya knew that Belradin didn’t have much ti left. Belradin’s soul had long been riddled with holes by the curse; his death would be the shattering of the soul, an outco worse than a mortal’s death.

“Life, so fragile,” Mureya reminisced about his early days in the Lockman Kingdom. At that ti, Belradin, to allow him to gain control of the kingdom faster, had tirelessly tutored him.

“Rest in peace, I’ll clear all hidden dangers in the Lockman Kingdom and then return the kingdom to Remilia, so that she can beco a qualified ruler.”