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Chapter 274: 0273

"Listen, maybe we should go up and have a look."

Ken suggested so.

He was the first to hold the climbing ladder, and put his head out of the deck to look around—the surroundings were indeed empty, but the sound of footsteps was so dense, as if they were stepping on the ears, one couldn't help but want to raise his hand to cover it.

Langmingway followed closely behind.

He didn't understand where the movement came from, but if it didn't stop, it would probably be...well, it's too late.

"Go, damn it, go back to the cabin first!"

They don't have time to catch their breath.

The guards on the harbor patrol swarmed in.

This time it was real footsteps, shadowy in the distant darkness, a bastard would emerge at any moment, holding an unreasonable weapon.

Ken didn't reveal it.

He and Langmingway returned to the cabin, hid in the shadows, hidden among the expensive fur cloaks, and saw the patrolling guards yelling in and searching inside and outside the beast sailboat.

There were more and more people, and even alarmed the southern border defense leaders.

They pushed back the line and came swearing, coats clutched in their hands, cursing stupid subordinates.

"I said, don't come here casually."

The leader is vicious.

He is like an executioner immersed in a dark torture chamber, his eyes are so sinister that they can eat people.

Anyway, when he shows up...

The other guards on the port have all become [attitude: fear].

He fastened the buttons on his vest, and first checked the Cangcuo snake in the cage to make sure that this most precious commodity was not lost.

Then the garrison chief walked over to the treasure that Ken had turned over just now.

He bent down and took out a mottled copper box among the assortment of satisfied antiques, then went to the moonlight and opened it.

[Item: Ruins Sword (Shard Small)]

[Quality: Legend]

From the angle where Ken was hiding, he could see it clearly.

There was a rusty iron in it.

If it weren't for the reminder, it would be impossible to imagine that this would be a fragment of a long sword, or in other words, its [legendary] quality would not be seen at all.

Ken nudged Langmingway with his elbow.

He waved his hand and asked in a low voice in the other party's ear: "Have you heard of the Sword of the Ruins?"

Knight Captain Dragonthorn shook his head.

Ken glanced at the garrison leader.

Knowing the development of the situation like the palm of his hand, he held up the copper box and let it be bathed in the beam of light that shot into the cabin.

The sound of footsteps became clearer, as well as heavy animal hooves and roars, the howling wind was magnificent, and the sound of thunder and flickering exploded all around.

Ken and Langmingway looked at each other.

He had no auditory hallucinations, nor was his mind spoiled by the stale air.

The sound around here is real, and everyone is immersed in it, as if they are experiencing the most tragic battle on the mainland, no one can retell its tragedy, and everyone keeps silent amidst this sound.

The garrison leader read out the ancient characters engraved on the copper box.

[The words of Lorendu's era are excerpted from "Praise of Lost", which means 'a soul with nowhere to return'. 】

The sound disappeared.

The leader of the garrison frowned, locked the quiet fragment back into the darkness, and then looked around, wanting to make sure that nothing else happened.

Ken and Langmingway imagined themselves as a dress.

They held their breath, and didn't even dare to open their eyes too much. Fortunately, the other party just cursed a few words casually, and then led the team out of the cabin one after another.

boom!
The deck entrance is closed.

"Whoo~"

Ken let out a foul breath.

Langmingway was worried.

After checking, he found that there were several thugs standing at the entrance of the deck. It seemed that the garrison leader was determined to sleep soundly.

But Ken came near the copper box just now.

He opened it easily, looking at the traces of time on it, feeling a sense of awe spontaneously.

Even this knuckle-sized fragment is legendary.

Then the complete appearance of this sword, what kind of quality should it be?
Who used to have it?

Which earth-shattering battle has it participated in? Will anyone still remember those distant times...remember those who created myths?

[Series Quest: Sword of the Ruins]

[Progress: unlimited time]

[Description: The story of the continent of Osua, those magnificent buildings have become the ruins of history, uncover its veil, and make your choice. 】

Ken saw the mission and put the thing into the armor.

"Hey, this is it!" Lang Mingwei suppressed his voice, "What are you trying to do, are you crazy, Maharu, do you know that we are trapped beasts now!"

The Dragon Thorn Knight strode forward.

Ken pouted:
"Are you going to accuse me of stealing? Stealing... from looters and smugglers?"

Langmingway gritted his teeth.

He had no words to refute.

Ken continued with a smile: "Mercenaries always look for opportunities for themselves. Anyway, we have to offend people to death. It's better to make it more straightforward, so as not to regret it later."

"It was this thing that attracted people here just now. If we do it again, we can only take the risk of killing them out, understand?"

Langmingway said the worst.

If this kind of thing happened, it would be of great significance.

After all, most of the guarding forces here come from those in power in Ambera Ice Harbor. If a conflict breaks out tonight...

"We are equivalent to refuting his face!"

Langmingway was more thoughtful.

This is also the reason why we must act cautiously tonight. Anything will affect the follow-up actions, and if it makes it even more unpleasant, someone will even intercept the Yalong bird!

"Yeah, so we have to get out..."

Ken looked up.

He opened his gray vision and saw the port guards scattered around, as well as the guard leaders and heavy infantry who cheered up and patrolled carefully.

It's really layers of vigilance!
"We really have to go, but we can't expose ourselves, so we can only use some external force to cover up our behavior... It will be fine if the port is in chaos."

Ken seemed to be planning something.

Langmingway followed his gaze, turned around and saw the dark cage in the cabin, and knew that Mahalu was planning on this dangerous monster.

"I... Forget it, let's get this shit out of here!"

Langmingway did not dissuade.

Ken walked over again, stroked the interlocking iron locks, and showed an evil smile, as if he was looking at a monster that threatened his life with emotion.

"I hope you're not afraid of the cold, Langmingway, oh yes, if your swimming skills are too bad, you can approach me."

Ken laughed.

He knew his partner was upset today.

【Hostile: Cangcuo Snake·Adult】

【Rank: B】

[Status: 33% seriously injured, 86% comatose]

Ken felt that it was having a nightmare, and his mind was full of bloody and violent scenes, perhaps because of the existence of [Wolf Spirit]...

The anger in Cangcuo Snake's heart seemed to be felt by him.

(End of this chapter)