The Cavalry of Orcs and Wolves left behind two large piles of garbage that polluted the environment, and the clever young wizard Palin retrieved several valuable things from the two piles of garbage.
Two broken magic robes of warlocks needed to be repaired. If they were repaired, they should be able to improve the wearer's affinity with the power of fire. It could be seen that the two Orc warlocks probably specialized in the fire element.
Two broken range-increasing wands were not worth much to repair, but the two magic stones as the core were still intact and quite valuable — in fact, the main value of the range-increasing wands was in the magic stones as the core. The wands themselves were just ordinary wooden carvings, so it was not difficult to make them.
A complete space bag with a lot of money in it, which came from the second Orc warlock who was killed. This guy was probably the leader of the three Orc warlocks, and also the leader of this bandit group. In addition to more than a hundred gold coins, he also had a few valuable gems. According to the estimation, they might be worth two thousand gold coins in total. As for the space bag, although it was not an advanced product that could reduce the weight, it could still be worth five or six hundred gold coins.
As for the other things, they were just some worthless bits and pieces. Palin tried to sort out the casting materials that the two warlocks carried with them, but he could only find things worth no more than two gold coins.
"Stop messing around, it's getting dark!" Seeing Palin holding a torch and looking for valuable things in the disgusting pile of dirty meat, Gerrard could not stand it anymore and shouted, "If you don't go to bed early, you will be tired tomorrow!"
Palin was very obedient to him, so he responded and returned unhappily.
"Since they specialized in the fire element, they should have at least brought amulets made of ruby crystals — but I couldn't find them." He blamed himself and said, "My knowledge of magic is still lacking, otherwise I would definitely be able to recognize them!"
"Forget it, how old are you? It's already amazing that you can find so many things at such a young age!" Gerrard comforted him with a smile, and handed over a magic stone and the two magic robes, "These are for you. You can wear the magic robes after some modification, and the magic stone can be made into a wand for yourself. It's not a waste."
"… These are your trophies. I can't take them!" Palin was stunned and subconsciously refused.
Gerrard shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Then take it as my investment for the great battle tactics of the future. When you become stronger, you can naturally repay me."
Palin hesitated for a moment before accepting the gift.
In fact, he also understood that with Brother White's insanely powerful strength, even if he could become an advanced mage in the future, he probably wouldn't be able to help him much. Perhaps only by breaking through the limits of mortals and stepping into the legendary realm of immortality would he be able to truly help him.
"Brother White, there's a question I don't know if I should ask …" Old Soth came over and hesitated.
"If you have any questions, just ask. If I can answer them, I will definitely answer."
After getting Gerrard's affirmation, Old Soth hesitated for a moment. He looked around and asked in a low voice, "Have you stepped into the legendary realm?"
Gerrard was stunned and wanted to shake his head subconsciously. However, he wasn't sure if his answer was correct, so he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
What was a legendary realm?
According to Gerrard's impression, the so-called legendary realm was a super strong man who had broken through the limits of mortals and was no longer bound by birth, aging, sickness, and death. He could get almost eternal life and unimaginably powerful strength, which was enough to determine the future of a country by himself. He could even stand on the chessboard of the whole world and influence the rise and fall of all the races in the world.
So, was he such a strong man?
He didn't age, and he didn't have to worry about his lifespan. This was probably not a problem for him. In fact, he had died a long time ago. Now his body was just a creation of His Majesty Oscar. Even if this body aged or was damaged, His Majesty definitely had the ability to repair or even rebuild it. In this sense, he had indeed surpassed aging and death.
Great power, he also had it. At first, he didn't realize it, but as he fought more and more battles, he gradually realized the strength of this body. He could run faster than a galloping horse, and his strength was greater than a bear or a tiger. His body of flesh and blood was as strong as armor, and he could even take a powerful spell head-on without suffering a negligible skin injury … If this was not powerful, then what was?
So, was he already a legendary strong man?
He spread his hands and looked at his thick and thick palms, feeling unreal and absurd in his heart.
A few days ago, he was a wanted fugitive, hiding in a desolate village outside the civilized world and living a miserable life. He was excluded by the actual ruler of the village, and his life was boring and a little embarrassed.
A few days later, he had changed his appearance and gained great strength that he had never dared to imagine before. He even became the first follower of a great god. It was foreseeable that he would have a promising future, and he would be rich beyond words.
All of this, in the final analysis, came from the gift of His Majesty Oscar.
The giant, who had figured everything out, let out a long sigh of relief and smiled. He smiled calmly, comfortably, calmly, and gently.
"I don't know if I am a so-called 'legendary'," he replied in a low voice. "But I believe I have found the right way. As long as I keep going, the legendary realm is not out of reach."
Old Soth and Palin both saw the change in him. At this moment, his breath was deep and steady, like a towering mountain that would never change. He had never shown such an imposing manner before, which was very convincing.
Maybe he was not a "legendary", but there was no doubt that at this moment, he had really stepped into the world of the strong, and he had grown spiritually.
With his amazing talent and ability, it was only a matter of time before he became a legendary strong man after taking this step.
When he was sleeping at night, the knowledgeable Old Soth recalled the calm and calm expression of the giant and could not help but smile.
He had witnessed the key step of the "birth" of a legendary strong man, which was worth bragging to his descendants and would be recorded in the family's major events. To be able to befriend such a kind Legendary powerhouse would definitely be of great benefit to his family!
But as he smiled, he sighed softly.
How envious I am! If I can also become a legendary strong man, how good would that be …
The young Palin did not think so much. He just smiled and silently encouraged himself to work harder, to become an excellent wizard as soon as possible, and finally to reach the height that Brother White stood at.
The fire of ideals in the young man's heart had been ignited, and it would burn in the years to come, and become the driving force that pushed him forward. Whether he could reach that height in the future or not, when he looked back at this life at the end of his life, he would be moved and happy for this moment and his determination.
While Old Soth and Palin were smiling, "Bloody Hand" Ruhr was like a beast trapped in a cage, walking back and forth restlessly.
He was not an ignorant fool, and of course he knew how powerful Gerrard was. He was deeply worried that he had offended such a strong man. But when he thought of the legendary treasure that the strong man had, his heart was filled with greed.
Both the great crisis and the great benefits were in front of him, but what should he do?
"Old Burke, what do you think we should do?" He asked the second in command of the bandit group, the Shaman, who was his adviser.
The oldest and most experienced old Shaman in the whole group shook his head. He was as silent as ever, and did not give him any valuable advice.
This was not out of Ruhr's expectation. He walked around in the temporary camp, sometimes thinking of retreating, and sometimes wanting to take risks. He was in a dilemma.
"Those damn pickpockets! I knew that they didn't have good intentions when they told me the news! "
He complained and resented, and was distressed by his dilemma at the moment.
The loss of two Warlocks, including the leader of his spellcasters, was a huge loss for the bandit group. If he just let it go, he would not be reconciled. And it would also be a heavy blow to the morale of the whole group, which would seriously damage his prestige.
However, if he wanted to try again and seize the giant's treasure … When he thought of the giant's power, which was like that of the God of War, he could not help but tremble in his heart, and it was difficult for him to have the determination to fight to the death.
"If I really give the order to fight to the death with that big guy, I'm afraid that the little ones will directly scatter and run for their lives …"
He sighed deeply, found a tree stump, and sat down. He rubbed his forehead with his fingers, thinking hard.
It was very inappropriate to give up, and it was impossible to fight recklessly. What should he do to get the benefits?
Throughout the night, he had been thinking about it.
"Bloody Hand" Ruhr had always been proud of his cruelty and cleverness. He had always looked down on those who relied on their intelligence to make a living in Jianghu. At this moment, he could not help but hate himself for not being smart enough to come up with the best of both worlds.
He kept thinking like this, and when the sun rose, he found that he could not fall asleep all night.
The bandit, who was dizzy because he had overused his brain, stood up unsteadily, and planned to wash his face in the nearby stream to refresh himself. Just then, the scout who was responsible for monitoring the movement of the business group came back.
"Boss, that group of people set off again, and it seems that they are heading for Gold-Panning Town."
"Well, we will follow them from afar, but don't get close. Wait for the opportunity, "Ruhr ordered casually.
This order made his subordinates less nervous, and also made the heavy atmosphere in the camp dissipate a little.
But when the bandit team passed by the village where the business group had been stationed yesterday, Ruhr suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he thought of a way.
This way was not very feasible, but it would not be a loss to try. If it was successful, maybe he would make a lot of money!
He called one of his subordinates, and whispered something to him. The subordinate's green face suddenly turned pale, and he shook his head so hard that it seemed that it was going to fall off.
"It's just a letter. What are you afraid of?"
However, the subordinate still kept shaking his head, and he was very scared.
But after some threats and temptations, the subordinate accepted the order with a bitter face. He rode the wolf, put on a brave expression, and chased after the business group.
"Well, let's stop." Ruhr said loudly to his subordinates, "Don't chase after them. If everything goes well, that big guy will come back by himself."
His subordinates suddenly panicked, and fear was written on their faces, which made Ruhr angry. He wanted to kill all these gutless idiots with a knife!
After a while, the subordinate who had gone to send the letter came back. Not far behind the horse was a giant, who was full of invisible pressure, walking step by step at a moderate pace.
"Big guy!" Ruhr shouted, "I want to talk business with you!"
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