Back in Jerry's room, Kieran was looking at the motorcycle without tires in astonishment.
It had a black metal frame, a big engine, and an equally big exhaust pipe; it looked like a punk piece of technology.
But it wasn't just that.
When Kieran touched the motorcycle with his finger, the details popped up.
[Name: Dark Shadow Ride]
[Type: ETC]
[Rarity: I]
[Attack: Strong]
[Defense: I]
[Attribute: 1. Riding Instinct; 2. Shadow Sprint; 3. Shadow Shuttle]
[Effect: None]
[Prerequisite: Riding (Grand Master), possess the power of Chaos at will]
[Able to bring out of dungeon: Yes]
[Remark: The Dark Shadow Ride shined brightly during the Divine War of Heimedall but vanished without a trace. The Gods did not allow this kind of product that violated the rules of the mystical realm to exist, even though it was inspired by the mystical realm itself.]
…
[Riding Instinct: Dark Shadow Ride possesses rank I speed and a certain amount of attack, cost 2,000 Points per hour per usage]
[Shadow Gallop: When the Dark Shadow Mount passes through the shadows, it will gain a + 1 Agility and + 1 Attack]
[Shadow Shuttle: While in the shadows, spend 3,000 Points to perform a maximum of 150 meters shadow shuttle, 2 times per day]
…
When the details popped up in Kieran's vision, the motorcycle-like thing started to change.
Vroom!
Amidst the low roar of the engine, the black metal frame began to extend and expand, especially the front and back forks, which seemed to be equipped with tires, directly turned into four thick and powerful legs. The headlights turned into a mechanical horse's head, and scarlet lights flickered continuously where the eyes should be. On both sides of the saddle, there was a light machine gun hanging on each side.
Dak Dak Dak Dak.
The black mechanical horse circled around Kieran and the Devil, Cardinal Sins, and Plague Force in Kieran's heart shook.
Neigh!
The warhorse that was circling Kieran stopped in front of him and bent its front legs. It sounded exactly the same as a common warhorse's.
Kieran touched the horse's head but didn't ride it.
One had to know that this required points.
He quietly gave the order to [Dark Shadow Ride].
Immediately, the pitch-black metal warhorses turned back into motorcycles and were kept by Kieran into [Wealth's Keep].
As for the [War Zealot Chest]?
After exceeding one standard unit, he would need a third standard unit as support. For a meticulous person like Kieran, this was absolutely unacceptable.
After all, an empty standard unit was much more valuable than [Wealth's Keep] which cost 10 Points.
Kieran sized up the Agility high-ranker's room again. With the [Dark Shadow Ride] as a reward, Kieran, who never underestimated anyone, became even more meticulous.
However, it was obvious that [Dark Shadow Ride] was a pleasant surprise.
Apart from that, the most valuable item he had was a piece of rare equipment.
Moreover, it was the kind that could be sold directly. There was nothing to be concerned about.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily tempted to become a sacrificial pawn.
After turning around and closing the door, Kieran headed back to Harvest Inn.
When Kieran entered Harvest Inn once more, the inn which had been empty at first was filled with people.
When the crowd saw Kieran, the noisy crowd paused for a moment and their eyes were filled with anticipation.
Recently, the weekly auction in Harvest Inn had become a rare gathering activity among lone wolves. Many of them didn't even need Lawless to call them and would come.
Kieran glanced over the familiar crowd and went straight to the table where Lawless was.
The table was filled with the people that Kieran was most familiar with. Blacksmith, Hanses, Coll, Raven the Loner, Ramont, Rhino, Lemour the Alchemist, Blair, and Garwen were all there.
After nodding at the crowd, Kieran passed a dozen rare items and even more magical items to Lawless.
After that?
It would be under Lawless's control.
All he had to do was sit and collect the money.
After a quick check on the items' attributes, Lawless stood up with a glass of wine and walked to the center of the inn.
You guys will thank me for shamelessly dragging 2567 here back then. "
Otherwise, you guys wouldn't have gotten what you're looking for.
"Now, let us raise our glasses to greet our 'treasure hunters'!"
Lawless started the auction in his own way.
The title of Treasure Hunter was a nickname given to Kieran by the lone wolves.
It basically meant that he would bring back a huge amount of spoils of war every time, as if he had dug out a treasure trove.
Kieran didn't hate the nickname though.
Or rather, he didn't hate treasure.
After putting down the glass of wine, Kieran turned around to Rhino, who had been staring at him.
"What's wrong?"
Due to their relationship, Kieran asked directly. Likewise, a boorish man like Rhino didn't know how to beat around the bush. Rhino, who was a little hesitant at first, answered right away when Kieran asked.
"2567, you killed Barkel the Robber?"
"If you can't tell me, then forget it."
Although Kieran spoke, the topic of his question was related to his personal matters. Rhino scratched his head in embarrassment.
In fact, after finishing the first sentence, he immediately added another sentence.
"Em.
"Rachel hired me."
Kieran said honestly.
"The rumors are true."
Rhino muttered to himself when he heard what Kieran said. He then raised his glass and thanked Kieran.
"What rumors?"
Kieran asked.
"Recently, some players said that the previous era of the big city belonged to the Witch and the next era will belong to you, 2567."
Rhino said seriously.
It was as if the era he was talking about had arrived.
Not only Rhino, everyone else at the table looked at Kieran with a serious expression, including Lemour the Alchemist.
"You guys didn't take it seriously right?"
Kieran shrugged and looked at the crowd.
"It's not serious.
It's really happening.
"Ever since you entered the big city, everything has changed," Roland said.
"In you, I really see a trace of the Witch from back then."
Lemour the Alchemist said slowly.
"That's because you guys forgot about some guy.
Or should I say … "
"That guy purposely made people forget.
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