Lord Of Leveling Up: Transmigrated Into A Game-Chapter 288: Wedding Gifts

The King of the Evans Kingdom bestowed a marriage, and the entire kingdom celebrated.

The engagement ceremony was very simple.

They invited a group of nobles and aristocrats, high-level Sect members, celebrities from various fields, and experts who rarely made public appearances for a lavish meal.

"Southern King, this is my son-in-law, Maxwell. You will have to take care of him in the future."

"Progressive King, this is my son-in-law, Maxwell. Doesn’t your family have some high-grade equipment? On the day of their marriage, there’s no need to bring anything but two carriages of that high-grade equipment."

"Hey, you, your family has a lot of medicinal pills, right?"

"This is my son-in-law, Maxwell."

"Did you know that my son-in-law has a big wife? She is actually the Young Phoenix."

"Come, come, come! Let’s drink this together! You’ve now drunk this wine, so you know what to do for the wedding gift, right? I heard your family has an upgrade element mine, you understand..."

Arthur was just like a bandit.

What kind of engagement ceremony was this?! This was practically robbery!

And he was using Maxwell’s name to do it. This...

Maxwell was suffering from bitterness but didn’t dare to say anything. No matter what, Arthur was now considered his father-in-law, so was it even appropriate for him to say something? Can he even say anything? An expert at the peak of the Venerate rank – do you dare to chastise him?

"Hey kid..."

"These people are all bigwigs. Don’t look at them acting all meek because their families are actually quite something. They all have some super expert supporting them in the background, and their families have managed to survive for thousands of years. If you want anything in the future, don’t hesitate to directly ask them for it. There’s no need to be polite to them; do you understand what I’m getting at?" advised Arthur.

Maxwell could only hide his bitterness.

Thinking of the auction in the near future and how he didn’t have anything good to auction off, Maxwell unconsciously blurted out: "Your Majesty, I heard the national treasury has some thousand-year-old upgrade metals and rare spiritual herbs. I wonder if..."

"Shit!"

"You actually dare to target your own father-in-law?" Arthur then angrily continued: "Those are the things I’ve personally collected over all these years. Why don’t you go ask them for things instead of asking me?!"

Shit!

Them?!

Even if they are wealthy and have a lot of good stuff, how can they compare to the national treasury?

Arthur was someone with a lot of riches who could ooze oil. Who am I going to target if I don’t target you? And it’s not immoral to take some stuff from one’s own father-in-law, right?

Maxwell had a cheap and despicable smile as he said, "When they send over the marriage gifts, most of them will belong to you, and I won’t take much. I only wish to concoct some medicinal pills and forge some equipment, then bring it to the auction house to gain some pocket money. Of course, you can just directly give me spending money if you want to. I’m sure you know that in this upcoming auction, there’s a mature fur-tailed race woman. She’s..."

"Go to the national treasury tonight."

"Just let them know I allowed it, and they will let you enter. You can take whatever thousand-year-old upgrade metals or ten thousand-year-old herbs, just do what you like. As for giving you money for a fur-tailed race woman, you can quit dreaming about that. Even I want a fur-tailed race woman for myself..." said Arthur.

The starting bid for a fur-tailed race woman was around 50 million gold currency.

When the auction began, the conservative estimate she would reach was 200 million.

How much gold was 200 million?!

Arthur could only let Maxwell enter the national treasury to get some of those thousand-year-old upgrade metals that nobody has touched for the last century. As for those hundred to a thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, the national treasury had mountains of them. If they weren’t going to be used soon, they would most likely start to mould.

The Evans Kingdom had been established for ten thousand years.

Their foundation was strong, but it became a complete mess. Just the yearly offerings from the cities and provinces would amass a small mountain!

When it came to gold, Arthur didn’t place too much importance on them.

Of course...

He didn’t know about the speed of Maxwell’s pill concoction and forging equipment.

Otherwise, he would definitely choose to give Maxwell a few hundred million gold to spend. There would be no way he would allow Maxwell to enter the national treasury even if he were beaten to death.

Maxwell was secretly rejoicing inside as he said, "Not tonight; tonight I have some things to take care of. Tomorrow I will go to the national treasury and look around for a bit. Father-in-law, is there anything you want?"

"I will sell my items for some pocket money and buy you a few good things."

He had to show some filial piety to his father-in-law now.

But...

Was there really a need to show this guy piety?

Maxwell was only randomly saying this, yet Arthur immediately said, "I heard there was a mature fur-tailed race woman at the upcoming auction. How about you show your filial piety by buying her for me?"

Maxwell glared at Arthur for a long time without speaking.

In the end...

Arthur was feeling a bit of fear from Maxwell’s glaring. "I’m just kidding with you, so there’s no need to be that serious. I don’t think I know the reason why you came to the Capital City. I know a lot more things than you think. But I really need to remind you of one thing..."

"The Great Alliance is not like the Cold Sea Sect."

"They are much stronger than the Cold Sea Sect. There is one such matter I know about their Great Alliance, and that is their President is related to the Immortal Sects. They are an existence that even I, King Arthur, do not dare to offend."

"You need to be extra careful. I’ve already investigated that black-clothed person in the northern city, and he is indeed a person of the Great Alliance. That little girl’s mother was indeed captured by them. In fact, their goal the entire time was targeted at the little girl, but she managed to escape their net. Since the fur-tailed race resisted to the very end, it resulted in the annihilation of their whole race."

There were many matters...

That Arthur had paid attention to.

He didn’t personally investigate them one by one, of course, because the Evans Kingdom had their own organisation that compiled this intelligence.

So it was natural that he knew about many of these secret happenings that normal people didn’t.

As for how the Great Alliance quickly rose to become one of the biggest three commercial powerhouses in less than a thousand years? It was because their President’s abilities reached the heavens and was already a disciple from one of the Immortal Sects.

Because they had the support of an Immortal Sect, the Great Alliance shot up like an unstoppable rocket.

The Great Alliance was similar to a super gigantic existence that couldn’t be shaken. Even Arthur wouldn’t dare to easily offend them.

His words of advice for Maxwell were very clear: not to be rash because he couldn’t afford to provoke the Great Alliance!

Maxwell was shocked but nodded his head and said, "I know what to do."

While internally, he was saying in a cold tone, "It was you guys that wanted to capture Brenda, right?"

He will never allow a threat to continue existing.

The best method was to kill it!

"It’s good that you know." Arthur thought Maxwell had listened to his advice. He then faintly chuckled before saying, "But don’t worry; you will definitely surpass the Great Alliance in a hundred years. You are the most special and awesome kid that I’ve seen in a long time. You are a martial cultivator with boundless prospects and will pleasantly surprise people each time. Maybe you might even become a disciple of those Immortal Sects within a hundred years."

"A hundred years?"

Maxwell chuckled inside his heart.

A hundred years later, I will pierce the void as a God Sovereign!

No!

A hundred years was too long!

Maxwell mumbled a bit internally before saying out loud: "Thank you for your high praises, Your Majesty."

Arthur smiled and said, "There’s no need to be so polite with me. You kiddo are truly quite strong."

After saying that...

Arthur was about to leave and said with a smile, "There’s still a long night ahead, so I won’t keep bothering you."

After walking a few steps, he turned back abruptly to face Maxwell...

Arthur stopped and said in a voice not too loud: "Peter Wesley is also a disciple of an Immortal Sect!"