Shortly after Dudian filed the temple's defense with the Mission Temple, the news quickly spread to the ears of various financial groups and temple senior officials like a bird with wings.
An intermediate divine envoy alone would not have attracted such attention, even if it was a high-level divine envoy.
The success or failure of a mission is a trivial matter, but the aura given by the Era Medal is too shining, making Dudian the most eye-catching figure below the master level in the Temple of Elements recently.
"In this era, newcomers to medals need to defend themselves in the shrine."
"I heard that his first mission was to improve the snake crossbow.
He completed it in just half a day.
The speed was fast enough, but he failed.
Haha, it also allowed him to see what real magic is.
With a little bit of brains and luck, you can create miracles again.
"It's no wonder he is, after all, he was just a tailor's son before.
He was able to make new textile machines because of his father's influence since childhood.
He has only joined our Temple of Elements for about a month now.
It's strange that he can improve a three-star item like the snake crossbow.
He can understand snakes."
The structure of the crossbow is good.
This is a military item.
It is in a different field from civilian use.
Although they are all wood-type, it is not so easy to cross the border.
Moreover, the reviewer of the snake crossbow is Tiffany, who is a famous cold-faced snow girl. , highly respects his teacher’s belongings, even we don’t dare to touch Tia’s things easily, if the improvement is not good, she will definitely come to visit.”
"Yeah, this newcomer is unlucky.
He hit a snag."
"Don't say that.
If it were not Tiffany, someone else might be more generous in view of his medal of the times.
In this way, it would not be a good thing for the newcomer.
Now in Tiffany, Even if you hit a wall, you can suppress the newcomer's arrogance.
Only by learning with an open mind can one make progress, right?"
"Haha, if you don't like the Medal of Times being awarded to a tailor's son, just say so."
In the castle at the back of Dega Mountain, some senior divine envoys were talking a lot.
They were extremely concerned about this newcomer who had won the Medal of the Ages.
After all, the Medal of the Ages was one of the most important medals in the Temple of Elements.
The Master of Arts Lifetime Achievement Award is a level, and the Times Medal has been awarded the least number of times among all medals in history.
Each medal of the times represents the emergence of a magical item that changed the era.
Mount Erdos, House of Bronn.
"The Divine Hall Defends" Srudy glanced at the letter handed over by the butler and the brief words on it, with a slight sneer on his face, "The higher you are praised, the harder you fall.
It only takes one day to think about it."
"I improved three-star items.
I failed to make up for it in a low-key manner after overestimating my capabilities.
I took advantage of the remaining time to continue completing the task, and even went to the temple to defend myself.
There will be masters present, and the gods from all sides are also interested in watching to see how you will step down."
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The new textile machine was manufactured by Dudian.
He could barely understand it.
After all, his father was a tailor and he often came into contact with textile machines in life.
However, the snake crossbow was a military crossbow.
Although he knew that Dudian was a hunter, And it is a hunter profession, but knowing how to use it does not mean that you can make it.
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Otherwise, all hunters are masters of military magic.
Mel family.
At the afternoon tea table in the garden, a middle-aged man with a stalwart physique was leaning on the back of a chair, sitting in a lazy posture.
His belly was round and full due to long-term business interactions, and he looked a bit like a landowner, but he had thick eyebrows and dark eyes.
There is an intimidating majesty in the room, with aristocratic etiquette and cultivation in every gesture.
It is the contemporary home of the Mel family, Mel Kenson, a man who once made various financial groups treat him like a tiger.
The business miracles he created in his youth allowed the weak Mel family to rise in his hands, and he is still the object of worship and learning by many wealthy businessmen.
Opposite him sat a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure, beautiful cheeks, and a smile at the corner of her mouth.
This kind of beauty is an unforgettable beauty.
She is Melkenson.
Only daughter, Melissa.
Today, Melissa has long lost her youthfulness, and her brows have the liveliness and elegance of a girl, as well as the calmness and wisdom that many adult nobles do not possess.
She gently tastes the strong tea in her hand, and the sun shines through the shadows of the trees.
On the table and on the body, there are mottled light spots printed on the teapot.
"Father, I understand Jenny's temperament.
She is stubborn and likes to get into trouble.
No one can persuade her to do something that she is determined to do.
As long as I secretly pass the news about that person to her, she will never forget that person.
In this case, she would never agree to her father and marry into another family.
"Melissa's lips curved up and she said: "Her mother died young, so the Sludy patriarch gave birth to her as a daughter, and he did not want to create a estrangement with his only daughter.
Last time, because of that kid's matter, Conflicts have arisen and the relationship between father and daughter has broken down.
Now I will cherish it even more.”
Melkenson listened to his daughter's words, the smile on his face did not change, and said: "So, her daughter and he have the same temperament."
Melissa sighed softly and said, "Actually, Jenny is a very good playmate, different from those people outside."
"If you can't bear it, you can leave this matter to me."
Melkenson smiled.
Melissa glanced at him and shook her head slightly.
At this time, a burst of footsteps came from the side, and the butler was seen walking quickly.
After saluting, he handed over a letter and said: "Sir, this came from the Temple of Elements."
Melkenson glanced at the cover of the letter and knew where it came from.
After taking the letter, he waved his hand.
After the butler left, he opened the letter, glanced at it, chuckled and said, "This little guy, He still can't calm down after his mission failed.
At his current age, he is not strong enough to bear the great glory brought by the medal of the times.
He always has to pay the price for getting something that does not belong to him. " Melissa across the table stretched her head and said, "It belongs to the little poet."
"Well, his poetry is quite good."
Melkenson joked: "At least it is higher than his magical level."
After saying that, he handed over the letter.
He did not prohibit his daughter from important events like these in the family.
Touch, on the contrary, when Melissa was still young, he would take the initiative to hand over some small family matters to his daughter to exercise her ability to deal with emergencies in this area.
After taking it, Melissa took a quick look and couldn't help but shake her head and said: "I didn't expect that the person who wrote such beautiful poems would have such an impetuous personality.
Well, his poems are also full of unyielding and arrogance.
He can't stand humiliation. " "If you don't want to be humiliated, you just aren't mature enough," Melkenson said to his daughter with a sigh
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