On the 23rd, everyone set out again. Voltaire looked at the five soft-legged crabs and found a camp to rest early. The camp had just been renovated when a team suddenly came over. A dozen mercenaries were hugging a 2-meter-tall knight. The knight was actually holding a mace. The knight slapped his mace hard and said in a low voice: "Boy, I'm tired. You can find another camp." Voltaire replied: "Okay." He ordered the Red Star Mercenary Group to pack up and leave. "I am hungry, please leave the food." Voltaire replied: "Okay." He ordered the Red Star Mercenary Group to take out half of the food. "Boy, keep all the gold pounds." Voltaire threw the money bag over. The knight weighed it and said, "Boy, I told you everything. You go and search me." The knight pointed at a mercenary behind him. The mercenary was startled, but he did not dare to disobey and walked over tremblingly. Voltaire took off his backpack, drew out his sword, and said: "Greedy, let's fight!" The mercenaries quickly fled back, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.
The knight raised his mace high and struck Voltaire with a swift step. Seeing its power, Voltaire did not dare to meet it head-on. He took a left step with a knife in both hands and slashed at the side of the mace. No, a strong force came, and Voltaire took a few steps back. His opponent should be an attribute man, with attribute blessings. The knight was also surprised. Seeing that his opponent was so thin, he didn't expect to be so powerful. He stumbled, but his strength was not as good as his own. Voltaire rushed behind the knight, and the knight quickly swung his mace, attacked Voltaire, and turned around. Voltaire slashed at the side of the mace, accelerating the knight's rotation. The knight quickly stopped. Voltaire had moved behind the knight and slashed at the back of the knight's neck with his machete. The knight had no time to block and could only pounce forward. Useless, too slow, Voltaire's sword has arrived, and the good man's head flies up.
The mercenaries led by the knight immediately knelt down. Voltaire asked: "Why does he not spare others when he is in power?" The mercenary captain replied: "We don't know his nature, and it is our first time to cooperate with him. But he is like this There is nothing to gain from going out once." Voltaire sighed: "If there is nothing to gain, just grab. Are you so brave?" The leader said: "He is too courageous. There is no harvest from the 10-kilometer line, so he forced us to go in. Break in. There are 40 people in our group, and this is the only one left now." Voltaire took the knight's luggage. There were several hundred gold pounds in it, and there was a bone plate. The texture was very tough, and there were actually words on it. He took a closer look. Lo and behold, it’s Ramwen. Voltaire asked: "You broke in and gained nothing?" The leader replied: "You gained nothing. I found a skeleton while resting in a cave, and the bones in your hand." Voltaire He said: "You can take these gold pounds and the equipment on his body!" The mercenary group was overjoyed and kowtowed in thanks. Voltaire ordered them to bury the knight's body far away.
The Red Star Mercenary Group cooks, and Voltaire takes out the bone plate to read. It turned out to be a record eight thousand years ago. A wizard came to the Nightmare Forest to find a legendary herb called sunflower. This herb was the core herb of a reagent. The wizard found the sunflower in the core of the nightmare forest. The king of the forest attacks the wizard, killing both sides. The wizard died in a secret cave found by the knight during his escape. Voltaire recalled that the Brief History of the Continent indeed mentioned that eight thousand years ago, there was a low period in the Nightmare Forest. The knights were very active, going deep into the Nightmare Forest to kill powerful beasts and collect rare herbs. I see. The bone board also said that he hopes that those who are destined will read this article, collect sunflowers, and go to one of his extremely secret bases in the Western Continent. Using the sunflowers as proof, his base will be open to him, and all the knowledge and rare materials in the base will be opened to him. All belong to him. The bone plate also recorded the detailed formula of the potion and the details of the herbal medicine. They were all professional words. Even after searching the dictionary, Voltaire could not understand them all.
Voltaire and the Red Star Mercenary Group sent a total of two alien pigs to Border Town No. 2, a total of two Alien Pigs to Border Town No. 3, a total of two Alien Pigs to Border Town No. 4, and a total of two Alien Pigs to Border Town No. 5. Three alien pigs, and a total of four alien pigs were sent to Border Town No. 6, and no ferocious beasts were encountered during the entire hunting trip. Of course, it had something to do with their strict adherence to the 6-kilometer line. The probability of encountering ferocious beasts was indeed extremely low.
On April 1, the third year, Voltaire gave a total of 3,600 gold pounds to the Red Star Mercenary Group, and the mercenary group could not help but kowtow in thanks. There are no casualties, good food, good sleep, five months of travel, and 3,600 gold pounds. What kind of good life is this? Volstey said: "You only have one life, go home and spend time with your family!" The five said yes and returned home happily. Voltaire looked at them jumping and sighed in his heart: "Is it a blessing or a curse for these shallow little people to suddenly become rich?"
Voltaire came to the blacksmith shop in Border Town No. 6. Blacksmith York saw Voltaire coming and said excitedly: "Voltaire, I took a big job, a standard sword weighing 8 kilograms. It was the same one you helped him with last time. The order was placed by the knight who made the dagger." Voltaire asked: "Have you paid the deposit?" Big York replied: "500 gold pounds." Voltaire said: "Then let's get started." He took a sufficient amount. Iron ore and a large amount of ore called brown manganese (there is no brown-red ore collected by Steele in Great York, so Voltaire chose brown manganese ore.) Throw in burning coke (the coke has spread rapidly, and it feels like there is a large amount of Imitation) smelted in a furnace. After refining, take out the iron tongs and beat them. Voltaire smashed the sledgehammer and played a wonderful melody, which attracted the attention of passers-by, and some even stopped to listen and listen. Voltaire's strength has increased a lot now. Yesterday, he did strength training in the rented training room. His strength has reached 1.7 times that of when he advanced to become a knight. The Qi core seeds of the breathing method have grown much stronger. His pile skills have reached the intermediate level of ventilation. He is 186 centimeters tall. , weighing 93 kg. After refining for fifteen days, the material is ok. After another half day of rough work, the sword took shape. Voltaire asked Big York: "Is the guest here?" Big York replied: "I went to the forest. I don't know when I will be back." Voltaire said: "Let me know when the guest comes back. I will go next door to tinker." "Then he went to the cobbler's shop next door. The cobbler was Little York, Big York's younger brother.
Voltaire came to Border Town No. 6 in early March. He knew that the blacksmith and the cobbler were brothers, so he deliberately showed off his skills in the blacksmith shop. You want a knight to forge, and his skills are so superb, why don't you make Big York excited? During a stay at Border Town No. 6, a knight saw Voltaire's superb skills and requested to make a dagger. The dagger made by Volta had ideal hardness, toughness, and cutting edge. When making the horn handle, Voltaire repeatedly adjusted the shape of the handle according to the knight's hand shape and usage habits. The knight got what he thought was a perfect dagger. He was so happy that he gave him 200 gold pounds. Big York was completely convinced. Voltaire taught Big York some skills. When he and Big York had dinner together, Voltaire also told him about the various styles of making backpacks (Voltaire's large backpacks are particularly popular in border towns now). Little York. The two brothers felt that they had benefited too much and wanted to give something back to Voltaire. Voltaire followed suit and wanted to know about the tanning method of leather and the processing of beef tendon. Little York agreed immediately.
