Several days after the test, when the outside world was illuminated by a faint light, Athir and his party set off again.
This time, apart from Sidham and some ordinary guards, he did not bring anyone else with him. He walked directly along the simple road towards the castle where Thor was.
Not long after, after more than a day of travel, the shape of a castle began to appear in the distance, with an ancient and old atmosphere, standing quietly at the end of the front.
In front, as agreed before, Thor was already waiting there with his men, apparently having received the news sent by Athir.
"Haha, Lord Athir, you are finally here!"
As soon as he arrived in front, Thor couldn't wait to ride forward on his horse, with a warm and hospitable look on his face, as if he missed Athir very much during this period of time.
After not seeing him for several months, Thor has changed a lot.
His body became sturdy, his muscles looked strong and powerful, and he seemed to be more energetic and energetic, as if he had returned to his prime years. He became a lot younger.
It has to be said that although the knight's breath given by Athir has serious side effects, the effect is still very good. In just a few months, an ordinary person who has never been exposed to knight training can be transformed into a powerful knight apprentice. If those knight apprentices who have worked hard to train knew about it, they would definitely be envious.
Of course, with such great effects, the side effects are naturally serious. If it weren't for the carefully prepared medicine by Athir to maintain it, it would have been an immediate death.
For a mere knight training, a third-class apprentice who is about to be promoted to a formal wizard is specially asked to prepare the potion. Such a luxurious treatment is rarely enjoyed by many people even in the wizarding world.
After riding their horses and talking for a while, they soon entered the castle in front of them.
Compared with a few months ago, the castle in front of him didn't seem to have changed much, except that the faces of the warriors around seemed to have changed, but it was not noticeable.
All around, the bloody smell left over from the purge had completely dissipated. The residents seemed to have forgotten the events of a few months ago and were busy with their own lives.
After a while, they walked to the center of the castle and came to a hall.
When they got here, Thor gave a few instructions to the servant beside him, and then sat down with Athir.
Not long after waiting, a black-robed attendant came out again, holding a black wooden box in his hand, which seemed to contain something.
Respectfully placing the wooden box in his hand on the wooden table in front of Athir, the black-robed servant retreated respectfully and stood silently beside Thor, waiting for the next order.
"These are the dead spirit herbs I have collected in this area over the past period of time. In order to exchange these little things from those nobles, I have paid a lot of favors."
Looking at the black box on the wooden table in front of him, Thor smiled. While speaking, he pushed the wooden box in front of Athir and motioned him to open it and have a look.
Athir did not hesitate and directly picked up the wooden table in front of him and opened it.
The moment the wooden box was opened, a fragrance like that of lilies diffused from it, which made people feel refreshed after smelling it.
Placed in the wooden box were some black dry grasses, all of which had dried up. There seemed to be about a dozen of them.
"good!"
Looking at the undead grass in the wooden box in front of him, although Atier had expected it, he still couldn't help but show joy on his face.
Although all the undead herbs in front of him were dead, it did not have much impact on the medicinal properties of the materials. Judging from the quantity in front of him, he could use it to refine ten drops of spiritual potion.
There are exactly ten materials. Even if Athir is unlucky, he can at least refine two finished products, which naturally makes Athir happy.
"how?"
Seeing the undisguised joy on Athir's face, Thor also smiled: "Are you satisfied with these things, Lord Athir?"
"I am very satisfied."
Facing Thor's look, Athir didn't hide anything and nodded directly: "These materials are very important to my experiment. Lord Thor helped me a lot this time."
"In return, I will prepare a few more bottles of scarlet blood and send them to you when I return!"
"Haha, thank you very much!"
Hearing Athir's words, Thor felt delighted and also very happy.
After using the scarlet blood that Athir configured, he always wanted to get more.
Not only does one's own body need regular use of crimson blood for maintenance, but crimson blood also has a very good effect in other aspects. It can not only heal wounds, but also delay aging to a certain extent.
After all, judging by the grade of the potion alone, the scarlet blood specially prepared by Athir can be considered a primary potion, and it is also a very precious thing for ordinary wizards. Even though what Athir gave to Thor was actually just a streamlined version after the confluence of water, for Thor, an ordinary person who is not even a knight, the effect is still very significant.
Moreover, in order to better control the effect, Athir also made some changes to these medicines. Although it will not affect the effect of the medicine, it will make the user have an extremely strong addiction.
Judging from Thor's current desire for the scarlet blood, it is obvious that he has already become addicted.
Sitting in front of Athir, although he was happy in his heart, Thor still did not forget another thing. He acted as if he had suddenly realized something: "Oh, Lord Athir once said in the letter that he could take a few people from my tribe as apprentices and personally teach them the training of knights."
"While the weather is nice now, why don't we get started now?"
He looked at Athir and spoke with a smile.
"Okay."
Sitting on the wooden chair, after thinking for a while, Athir nodded, but still reminded: "But I must remind you, even if I am willing to teach, if you don't have the qualifications to become a knight, you can't learn at all."
"Knight's qualifications?"
Hearing this, Thor frowned.
He originally thought that as long as Atier was willing to teach, everyone could learn it. But now, after listening to Atier's explanation, it seemed that this was not the case at all.
"Is the chance of having knighthood very low?"
After thinking about it, he suspected that Athir said this on purpose, and said tentatively.
Under his gaze, Athir nodded directly: "Yes, very low."
"Since I settled in this area, I have searched a lot around here, but up to now, besides you, Master Thor, I have only found five people who have the qualifications of a knight."
"However, Master Thor, your situation is better."
"Oh? How do you mean?"
Sitting opposite Athir, Thor was originally frowning at such a low probability, but when he heard Athir's words, he couldn't help but asked back with interest.
"For those who possess knighthood, their descendants are much more likely to possess knighthood."
Facing Thor's gaze, Athir's face was calm: "Since Lord Thor, you have the qualifications of a knight, then among your people, the possibility of having the qualifications of a knight is much greater than that of ordinary people."
"so···"
Hearing this, Thor had a thoughtful expression on his face, obviously thinking of something.
They sat here and chatted for a while, then stood up and walked to the side.
After walking and stopping along the way, they soon arrived at a small square where some people were already waiting.
Most of these people are teenagers, the oldest of them looks to be only in his twenties, and the youngest is only seven or eight years old.
At the front of these people, three teenagers stood side by side, each wearing different clothes. They were vaguely the leaders of the group and should be Thor's children.
"Why are there so few people?"
Walking in front of the square and looking at the crowd standing in front of him, Athir frowned.
Although there seemed to be a lot of people in front of him, there were actually only about thirty of them at most. Compared with the extremely low chance of having knight qualifications, it was not a lot at all.
It would undoubtedly be extremely difficult for these people alone to find someone with the qualifications of a knight.
On the side, listening to Athir's words, Thor showed a strange expression on his face.
Naturally, the people in front of him were all recruited by him in advance. Basically, they were his own people, either his children and descendants, or some close clansmen.
Originally he thought there were too many people, but now it seems that there are indeed too few.
"Relax the age limit."
Standing in place, Athir turned around, looked at Thor and said, "Anyone who is from your tribe, Lord Thor, and is under 40 years old, can come for the test."
"In addition, it is not limited to men, even girls can come and take the test."
"Then I'll trouble you, Lord Athir." Thor nodded: "I'll send someone to call them over now."
Listening to his words, Athir nodded, then turned and looked forward, letting them come forward one by one.
With the presence of the chip, the testing of dozens of people in front of them was completed quickly.
What surprised Athir was that among the dozens of people in front of him, he actually found two apprentices with the qualifications of a knight, and one of them happened to be Thor's own child.
Compared with the dozens of people in front of him, this probability is already very good, which surprised Athir.
"Sure enough, the fastest way is to search directly among these families with knights."
Looking at Thor standing aside, Athir began to understand why the wizarding world attached so much importance to bloodline.
The test for this group of people finished quickly. The losers were naturally a little discouraged. As for the only two successful ones, they stood behind Athir excitedly, looking a little excited.
(End of this chapter)