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Chapter 308 0307: Meeting

Ken handed over the weapon.

Langz let go of his legs and sat on the bed steadily.

He took the heavy ax from the leader of the raiders. The last time he saw it was in the duel cage. At this time, the tight and solid feeling spread all over his body, which was inexplicably familiar.

Lowndes stroked it, clenched it tightly and then loosened it, carefully weighing each weight.

"Hey...mate...see you again."

He sighed, his voice low, as if trying to remember Rooney.

Lowndes was used to protection.

But now Warring redefines killing.

For the sake of brothers and fellow tribesmen, there are always people who have to abandon distracting thoughts and useless benevolence, and learn to face their own hearts more firmly.

[Cullumbona's beast officially raises its head. 】

Giants are born fire.

Their blood burns, eager to melt the snow peaks.

[Advanced Arms: Peak Breaker]

[Race Requirement: Giants]

[Qualification requirements: 4.0 (achieved)]

[Intelligence requirement: 1.5 (already achieved)]

[Material requirement: two-handed heavy weapon (legendary, achieved)]

Ken finally took his hands off Lowndes.

He has been trying to increase the value of the giants just now, and he just hoped that his subordinates could adapt to the [legendary] weapon as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, it broke the rules and advanced.

"Well, people with simple minds are lucky."

Ken laughed at himself, patted the dust and stood up, leaving the giant sitting alone in front of the bed to meditate.

In the face of sudden advances, everyone has to adapt.

People who are calm and depressed need to release themselves, and people who are too happy need more time to settle and endure.

Swish!
Ken pulled out the spear from the ground.

He just threw the weapon on the ground casually, and the soil was compacted when camping, so it shouldn't penetrate too much.

But the spear went deeper than expected.

Ken took it out.

[Weapon: Qi Ya's Curtain Thunder]

It was covered with mud and powder from the cracks, and it should have been crushed rocks just now.

Ken felt a strange chill all over his body, and even his arms tensed up, ready to use his skills and strength to control it.

Swish!
With the introduction of magic power, the spear disintegrated and turned into several fragments.

After it is separated, the cutting edge is even sharper, just looking at it feels sharp pain in the corner of the eye, it seems that as long as it is thrown at any place, it can be submerged in it and disappear.

However, what caught Ken off guard was...

The spear trembled suddenly, and the dirt and dust mixed in the gaps were all scattered, and then it lost all support and fell to the ground.

Its appearance is bright and clean as new, but the inner vitality is quietly hidden.

[This weapon did not choose you. 】

When he was in the Dewar tribe, the ancient furnace master Maren once told him that legendary weapons have their own uniqueness.

Ken also seems to understand:
The raider boss isn't dead yet.

As the user of the spear, he has also concluded a contract or some kind of invisible connection. Before that, this weapon has never been able to exert its original powerful power.

"Blame me for dragging you down, otherwise, both heads should be brought back."

Quema lowered her head while speaking.

He glanced at the soaked package in the corner, which contained an oval-shaped object, but Warring did not show the contents to Langmingway, as if he had other preparations.

Ken calmly knelt down to pick up the debris.

He said lightly: "Without you, I can't do it alone. I just said this truth, and you have to listen to it."

pat!

Ken brought the spear back together.

He stood up, smiled, and handed the weapon to Quema: "I remember you used to be a Horde spearman, right?"

Kuima froze for a moment, then reached out to take it.

He felt that the weapon in his hand was cold and heavy, and it was difficult to find a balance point in the palm of his hand. If he hadn't seen its power with his own eyes, he would definitely think it was broken by a third-rate craftsman at will.

"It doesn't want to talk to us."

Ken shrugged his shoulders, as if explaining.

Quema is not so pretentious.

He didn't need encouragement or spurs, he untied the straps calmly, and wound up the spear according to his previous habits.

Ken left the tent and only said that he had guests today.

He took the soggy package in the corner.

When the night was darkest, there was a faint light approaching the temporary camp, and Lang Mingwei appeared in front of the sentry with a piece of information.

Who is it?
He frowned, as if trying to relieve his fatigue.

The other party was riding a simple carriage. Judging from the undulation of the wheels, it seemed that there was nothing in it.

Porters are also guests.

He got out of the car, tidied up his loose and warm cotton clothes, nodded in front of the Dragonthorn Knight Commander, and then took out the badge that symbolized his status.

"Golden Shield Guild... agent?"

Langmingway read the above message.

It uses the common abbreviation method of the southern border countries, and no abnormalities were found after tracing the source of the magic inside.

He looked at the visitor in front of him:
The bald fat man, with a hidden calmness, always maintains a well-proportioned smile, neither offending nor giving people the desire to strike up a conversation.

"Quinni Pandis," he said. "Yes, my lord."

Of course, Lang Mingwei could think of the other party's intention, but asked in a mysterious way: "I want to know, why did the top mercenary guilds of the southern border countries visit our camp late at night?"

Lang Mingwei believed that the identity of the person in front of him was fine.

He just wanted to use this to prove whether Mahalu was reliable.

"My lord, I'm not here to find you. The mercenary leader of our guild is carrying out Mr. Burke's mission, right? I'm here to see him."

Quinny expressed his intention.

After Lang Mingwei listened, he raised his finger to point out the direction without stopping him.

Quinny walked away a few steps, then turned around again, narrowed his eyes, and asked suspiciously:

"Do you have any conflicts with him, honorable Lord Knight Commander?"

Langmingway didn't plan to delve into it.

But he can also see that:

The agent in front of him is also a core role in the guild, and the background of the Golden Shield guild is still satisfactory.

He thought about his words for a while, and said:
"The mercenary leader of your guild just defeated the two brothers Nasasuta, the notorious leader of the raiders in the north..."

Quinny frowned.

He looked at the knight commander suspiciously.

"Hmm...sounds like something to be rewarded for."

"Yes," Lang Mingwei paused for a moment, "These two brothers have just wiped out a fully equipped team led by a knight adjutant."

He stroked the hilt of his sword and stared at the fat man in front of him. "Is my manpower too weak, or...your mercenary leaders are all at Mahalu's level?"

Quinny Pandis shrugged.

He is very confident, even a little proud:

"You are a distinguished guest. We have always respected the Norin Kingdom, especially the Lierbota family. Since this is the case, we must of course ensure that the manpower we send can achieve our goals!"

(End of this chapter)