Othua's War Banner

Chapter 173 0172: Gentleness and Competitiveness
Ken and Tomio walked to the entrance of the barracks.

Beast trainers are dragging strong monsters with reins. They come from [Fern Tribe] and are responsible for training those beasts controlled by the Ice Apostle.

Ken saw City from a distance.

She was standing next to the Alkali Pond, holding a cigarette in her hand, which was different from the common rolls in the northern border, and it was not the taste that mercenaries liked.

This cigarette is very delicate, refreshing and slender, and the red dot flickers on and off quickly.

Tomio scratched his head and muttered, "Where did you get the cigarettes, Nizi didn't have this habit before."

Ken had the same confusion in his heart.

But when the person next to City turned around, the answer was ready to come.

selina.

A member of the Uncoverers, a legendary mage, and... an elegant smoker.

"What did I miss?"

Ken stepped forward and asked, "I don't remember the relationship between you two being so close."

"Well," Selina said, "ladies' friendships are always easy to make."

Tomio looked a little cautious.

His bushy beard concealed the awe in his expression, and then he nodded, taking it as a greeting - Selina's beauty made the rough guys in the north feel ashamed.

Ken was able to ignore Selina's face. Deep down in his heart, he had already regarded this woman as a monster.

Sidi took away the thin smoke, and the hazy mist covered the graffiti in the corners of her eyes. She was already familiar with the feeling of suffocation and suffocation.

"Hey, Ken, here you come!" she said.

"Whatever you want to say..."

Ken covered her face with a glove and said, "Get that thing off, I don't like the smell."

Sitty looked very puzzled.

"The top products in southern Xinjiang," she tried to introduce, "Tobacco in the northern border can only be grown in the plains of Kulunbona. Usually, you have to cherish if you have a low-quality product. Believe me, most people can't smoke the things in my hand. .”

City took another sip and went on:
"Life is hard, brother, and it's rare to have a little entertainment."

Ken still kept his distance.

He even stood upwind, avoiding the smell, and said, "Trust me, this thing will shorten your time as a battle banner,"

Sidi put her tongue against her teeth, frowning and thinking for a long time.

She looked at the "rare goods" in her hand, but she couldn't refute Ken's words. She turned her head and saw Selina laughing secretly while covering her mouth.

"Look!"

City cried, "Why don't you say Nana?"

"Na..."

Ken caught his breath in his throat, and the second half of his sentence was-how can you use nicknames for monsters.

"Mr. Ken, you are always so rude."

Selina showed an innocent expression, and took another sip of tobacco provocatively.

Ken ignored it. He approached City and whispered:
"If your body can withstand the curse of Proverbs, you can have any bad habits, but obviously, you are human after all."

He glanced at Selina out of the corner of his eye: "Don't compare with her, she may have lived for hundreds of years..."

"Cough cough."

When Ken's voice dropped to a minimum, Selina looked over, and with angry eyes, she said:

"I'm sure I'm your race, and also, don't guess a lady's age, it's really rude!"

Ken still has no intention of repenting.

Kitty pursed her lips, thought for a while, and threw away the cigarette.

Selina also felt bored, raised her hand, and burned the two "treasures" to ashes with flames.

"Almost ready, my friends."

Tomio clapped his hands, and walked to the center of the barracks with Sidi first.

Ken followed closely behind.

Selina stood beside her and said in a low voice, "Do you know what was burned just now?"

[Item: Moon Tobacco]

【Quality: Excellent】

[Effect: Eliminate the side effects of the curse, and improve mental toughness. 】

Ken looked at Sidi's back, kept a good distance to whisper, and said, "When she inhaled the first breath, the effect has already been produced, and the rest is meaningless."

"Then why stop it?"

"There are very few beneficial tobaccos, but there are many deadly habits. I remember that as a debunker, you must first learn to avoid affecting the lives of others... even if it is well-intentioned."

"Yes."

Selena pursed her lips and snickered, "Mr. Ken, your gentleness will melt ice and snow."

"What do you mean, what fragment did you spy on?"

Selina nodded without explanation.

She kept up with City, without giving him a chance to ask.

As soon as the horn tent came into view, Ken heard cheers.

He didn't pay attention to it at first, because there were wrestling and fighting in the training, and the strong men in the north like to release the wildness in their bones.

But when he saw all kinds of armor mixed in the crowd, his curiosity was piqued.

The tribal alliance recruited fighters from their respective camps and stood in a temporary circle to compete with each other.

They have obviously gone through several rounds of selection, and the guys who still retain their qualifications are all strong and skilled.

"Battle banner."

The greetings around the arena became one.

Ken saw that the strong men of all tribes were sweating, and everyone proudly displayed their totems and coats of arms that symbolized their identity and stories.

He recognized one of them.

Representing Thornton Kaya in the battle was a warrior in [Heila] who believed in Winter Mother. As early as when he was in the dungeon of the Dewar Tribe, this person showed respect to Ken.

"went well?"

The other party shook his head, pointed at the opposite side, and then spread his hands helplessly.

Ken put his hands on his shoulders and turned around to observe while mobilizing experience points.

The duel object of the Winter Mother warrior is shouting, he spreads his arms and dances a very characteristic dance step: "Huh, huh, huh, is this all you can do?"

[The winner is mobilizing his emotions, and the audience shakes their helmets in response. 】

At first Ken thought it would be a strong enemy like a bull, but unexpectedly, it was just a thin, hunched barefoot kid.

It's just that this guy moves very fast, wearing pants made of reed python skin, and holding an extremely sharp blade.

[Identity: Candlewalker]

[Description: A rare troop in the north, capable of strengthening the body with witchcraft. 】

"Interesting, can you win?"

Ken became interested.

The Wintermother nodded awkwardly.

Ken didn't blame him, he saw candles made of [Monster Oil] lit around the arena, and the smell was trance...

But the candle walker seems to have obtained some blessings through this ceremony.

"Uh, battle banner."

The winter mother warrior is named [Lorgar].

He noticed Ken's gaze, so he reminded:

"The duel is carried out alternately. Now it is the opponent's home field. They must follow their rules. The blessing of secret techniques is allowed."

"Well, sorry, that's my problem."

"Um," Lorgar was stunned, "You have no reason to blame yourself..."

Ken turned around with a smile, with some hint hidden in his eyes, and at the same time pinched Lorgar's shoulder blades with his fingers, causing a frown and a painful moan.

[Qualification: 3.0 Wisdom: 2.0]

Experience points poured into the opponent's body.

However, this improvement will end soon - Lorgar's upper limit is not high, and talent and foundation will affect this process.

Like Mon and Querma.

They are brave and good at fighting, and they have laid a solid foundation. The experience value can make up for the deviation in the middle, and increase the value by a large amount.

Ken smiled confidently, tilting his head to indicate the other end of the arena.

Lorgar nodded and began to flex his muscles.

He felt that his fatigue had completely subsided, and his insufficient strength seemed to be replenished.

Candlewalker noticed that someone had stepped into his field again.

He placed the dagger to form a connection with the candle, and then drew an afterimage of a gallop, and rushed towards the opponent.

"Come on, try again."

Lorgar showed a firm smile in his eyes, and raised his hand to set up the hunting knife.

(End of this chapter)