Him and their stars

"So even twenty cents is really not expensive at all. Look, this bed crossbow, look at its workmanship, how textured it is, and the core parts are ground by hand. Look at its materials, the bow and back It's a trunk of iron birch, which we dug out bit by bit. The bowstring is made of the sinew of a Tasta stag. The reed inside is mithril...well, it's not mithril, it just looks like it. But it was indeed alchemically processed by a master." The brown-red Kui Fei waved his triangular "short hand" like a starfish, waving the thing in his hand towards the gray-blue-skinned Ancient Meiya opposite. thing.

This tall and fit ancient Meiya girl carries a compound folding bow on her back. She looks knowledgeable at first glance, so she naturally knows what she is doing. She finally concealed her actions and said solemnly: "You are not mistaken, are you? We are at the God of War Festival, a hunting game. The first consideration is maneuvering, and we are not fighting a battle on the plains. .”

"Don't take it too seriously, but in fact it has undergone a certain amount of alchemical processing, and it is not as good as a small vehicle-mounted energy cannon. And it is very easy to disassemble and install. Each of you can carry part of it, and you can carry it away. You Look at its front sight, and its volley and burst functions."

"Twenty points is too much! You know, killing a company-level phantom beast is only ten points! You're a profiteer who knocks the bones and sucks the marrow!"

"But it must be worth the money. Let me tell you, as long as you use this torque function and match it with this tapered penetrating arrow, even if you really encounter that too tight end, it will definitely be It's a cross-piercing shot! If you buy it, I can give you a hundred penetrating arrows at a discount of the cost price if you add five points!"

"As long as it hits the eye, right? You can also talk about it! And this technique is definitely not yours. Why do I feel so suspicious?"

"What are you talking about, girl? I open a market here to welcome customers from all over the world, and there are always kind-hearted and skilled experts passing by to help. Isn't this very reasonable? In short, do you want to buy it or not? If it weren't for the sake of Since we have known each other for so long, how can we get twenty points?"

"Just because we have known each other for so long, you should give us more discounts. Don't forget, we told you about the venue here."

Amiya watched Agnes and Jie Xing bargaining, her aunt smiling with relief. This temporary camp has become quite large. Seven or eight workshops, large and small, are scattered in the open space in an orderly manner, and the sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding" can be heard from inside. Alien races from all over the galaxy set up their own stalls between workshops, looking left and right to observe all the new visitors who came in response to the call, and shouted with not very skilled movements.

There was no way around it. After all, these people were contestants in the God of War Festival. They were professional adventurers, wilderness survival experts and warriors, but they were not professional businessmen. There were only a handful of people like Jie Xing after all.

However, we have to admit that rumors like this always spread quickly. The 200,000 contestants were obviously scattered in the starting area of ​​more than 100,000 square kilometers, and there was no way to contact each other. It stands to reason that the contact with each other should be quite isolated. However, the news that "there is a supply station in the open space by the river" still spread quickly among the contestants.

As a result, on the third day after the camp was fully established, the number of people who came to trade one after another soon exceeded 300 people. Of course, this also includes the team led by Amiya and Agnes.

On the side of the camp facing the river, three temporary trestles were erected. Further on the river, there were two fishing boats tied up with rafts and trawling nets for fishing.

On the outermost side of the clearing, on the side facing the forest, a three-meter-high earth wall has been surrounded by tree trunks, rattan and dried clay. Amiya saw that there were many early warning mechanisms set up on some of the earthen walls. This kind of defensive measure is a bit reluctant to deal with other contestants, but if it is to guard against wild beasts, it is enough.

...Many, many years ago, the city of our ancestors should have felt like this, right? Amiya looked at the ruins and ruins scattered in the camp, feeling sad in her heart.

Of course she knew that in ancient times thousands of years ago, this place was actually a huge city near the river. The city is divided into two sides by the flowing river. At night, the lights in the city fall on the river, and the light shines like the Milky Way flowing through the fields and forests, as if it is comparable to the real Milky Way in the sky. How could a small temporary supply camp really be comparable to the huge cities of ancient Meiya civilization?

However, now there is nothing. Although there is just a simple supply camp here, can it be regarded as a kind of revival?

Amiya suddenly realized that her current thoughts seemed a bit dangerous. She has clearly decided to put aside the burden imposed on her by history and her ethnic group, and seriously become an obedient citizen of the empire.

The Gumeiya girl quickly put these thoughts aside and decided to put her mind to work to see if there were any other items suitable for the team. She took a few steps towards a workshop at the door and saw a Terrabi cat girl trading with a young man from Franmore.

The cat girl's Imperial dialect is quite poor, at best the level of a middle school student herding sheep. However, in the business world, this is not a problem. I saw Miss Terrabi taking out a bunch of rare-looking bones of precious animals and a few shining gems, and then pointed to the short spear in her hand.

Obviously, she hopes that the other party will process weapons for her and provide materials.

The young man from Franmore, who looked like an adult fish, nodded, and then pointed out three fingers, but since the fingers were connected by webs, this action was slightly funny.

The cat lady shook her head, gestured with two fingers, thought for a moment, and then handed the other party a bark roll.

There was probably a map or other information drawn on the bark roll. The young man from Franmore took one look and was satisfied, so he called his friends behind him to get ready to start work.

Amiya didn't need a bow, but she took a fancy to a big bow hanging at the door of the opponent's workshop. It should be made from the bones of some kind of fantasy beast, and there is a slight blue light on it. Although the workmanship seems a bit rough, it can be regarded as a treasure after all.

You can give it to Agnes. Amiya thought.

All their team points have been used, so naturally they can no longer carry the Noble Phantasm. Moreover, given their poverty and the degree to which they were monitored by the empire, they really did not have any precious phantoms in their hands. Until now, Agnes still uses a custom-made hunting bow that she saved up to buy.

Although it is indeed a customized high-quality model, it can really only be regarded as a sports item.

I don’t know if it’s not for sale. However, you can always ask. Amiya made up her mind and walked towards the workshop.

But at this time, she heard the sound of filming drones coming from high altitude in the distance.

There is no shortage of drones right now. After all, it is quite novel to perform such a cool operation as a supply station at the God of War Festival. The broadcasters actually bought two drones and were following their camp 24 hours a day.

However, the drone over there followed people, which means it should be the so-called "seed team" or "star player".

……etc? Are there three drones? In other words, there are at least three teams coming? And they are all masters?

Amiya felt an uneasy aura, quickly pushed back a step, and hid behind a workshop.

At this time, this group of people also appeared. The other party did not deliberately hide himself. He just entered the camp in such a swaggering manner, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone present, whether they were doing business, practicing stalls, or working, all put down their work and looked at this new group of visitors.

There is no way, their aura is indeed too strong. All of them are imperial standard military power protective suits, with blouses like classical war robes on the outside. They are brightly colored and dotted with different noble crests.

Although there are less than twenty people in total, half of them are humans and half are other alien races, and they are all different in height, short, fat and thin, but they naturally show the rhythm and dynamics of a march while walking. They are basically a group of orders and prohibitions. army.

"Star, Star Knight..." Some people could no longer recognize their identities, and even recognized several celebrities.

"Is that Ser Elda Morgash? I saw him last time on the Knights' tour."

"So, is that Earl Remien? He is working as a military adviser in the Kingdom of Cathay. No wonder the people he leads are all Cathayans."

"And Sir Michael, just like the rumors... he also formed a team alone."

"Also, that last one, is that Sir Rumil?"

Everyone is talking about the most conspicuous person in the team. He was also wearing a dark protective suit, a dark knight's blouse, and a silver mask that was as smooth as a mirror, which was quite eye-catching. There are two eye holes on the mask that look like smile lines, but they don't look festive, but instead have a clear sense of evil.

Under the silver mask, a pair of bloodshot eyes were filled with suppressed madness and bloodlust.

"Is this right here?" Rumil asked.

Count Ruimian, who served as a military adviser to the Cathay royal family, twitched his nose, opened a compass-like object, fiddled with it, and nodded: "There is a reaction, the life compass detected the aura of his existence."

As he spoke, Earl Remien walked directly into the camp and stopped at the bow seller, Franmore.

Behind him, a group of imperial people dispersed silently, vaguely seeming to surround the camp.

"Are you trading?" Earl Remien looked at Miss Terrabi and then at the young man Franmore, seemingly very interested.

Terrabi and her little friends trembled and subconsciously wanted to kneel down. They were second-class citizens of the Kingdom of Cathay, so it was naturally difficult for them to stand up to Count Remien, the "overlord".

Earl Remien ignored the cat lady, looked at the young man from Franmore, stretched out his hand, and the bone long bow on the bow frame fell into his hands.

"Kid, tell me, where is the person who made this bow now?"

"This, this... Your Excellency, I don't quite understand what you mean." The young man from Franmore seemed to tremble subconsciously, but he still said bravely: "We have set up a supply depot and trade here. Market. Everyone can exchange what they have and use points to redeem our services. Sir, this is definitely more cost-effective than exchanging us for points."

With a calm smile, Earl Remem looked meaningfully at the Flemish man who was trying to explain to him. At this time, Sir Rumil also walked over slowly.

"Do you value this bow? Because it is considered a Noble Phantasm, it requires 150 points... Well, I can make it cheaper. What do you think of 130 points?" Young Franmore continued.

"Uh-huh, sorry, wrong answer!"

The person who spoke was Sir Rumil. His evil laughter came from behind the silver mask. The double-headed war spear protruded from behind him, but it directly penetrated the chest of the Terrabi girl.