Lord Highlander

   Chapter 54 53. Farewell

The curly-haired boy Gabi took the magic core with a small window on the surface from He Boqiang's hand, and walked to the door of the tent. Through the dim light outside, the amber-colored magic crystal inside exuded a faint streamer .

   "You really have magic spar, little Duck, you are so lucky!" Gabi, the curly-haired boy, could not hide his envy in his tone.

   Then he felt that he should not change his position, especially on the matter of gambling on the devil's core.

The curly-haired Gabi looked a little serious on his youthful face, pulled He Boqiang's expression and said seriously: "Although the goddess of luck has favored you this time, it's really hard to say this kind of thing. Let me tell you, don't do it next time." Stupid."

  At this time, the businessman Lajin came in from the outside. He didn’t know where he heard the news that He Boqiang bought the magic core. He walked into the tent and said to He Boqiang:

"Gabi is right. You probably know that a few days ago I spent a lot of money to buy ten magic cores of first-level monsters from the second team, but those magic cores have not been screened. As long as there is one If only one magic core contains magic spar, I will earn money, but even so, I still take a lot of risks. I will get one magic spar out of ten magic cores, so I have earned it.”

   Larkin then said to He Boqiang:

"My magic cores... are very different from the magic cores you bought at the booth. Almost all the magic cores on the booth are left after they were selected. To put it bluntly, those magic cores are just a bunch Rotten rock."

Larkin said very directly: "I just heard someone say in the tavern that there are two guys working together to cheat you, so I hurried back. If it is the magic core of the swamp giant crocodile in the Kempato River Basin, any one The value is around the hardware, how can it be thrown on the street stalls and wait for you to pick up cheap?"

  The curly-haired boy Gabi kept winking at Larkin, and held up the magic core that had worn out the small window.

Only then did Larkin realize that the situation had changed again. He took the magic spar from Gabi the curly hair, looked at it against the light outside the tent for a while, exhaled lightly, and exclaimed: "But your luck...is not bad! "

The businessman Lajin handed the magic core to He Boqiang, and said: "Although this magic core is a little small, the magic spar inside is very full. It should be just enough for a unit of magic spar, and it is a magic crystal of earth attribute. stone…"

He Boqiang learned some knowledge of the magic core from the mouth of the merchant La Jin. According to La Jin, only the magic core of the first-level monster has the element of gambling, and it is not untraceable. The magic core of the first-level monster has a magic core. The probability of spar can also be identified in many ways. The stronger the monster itself is and the longer it lives, the higher the probability of the magic spar in the magic core.

  The magic core in the skull of an adult second-level monster basically contains magic spar.

  Of course, if you get the magic core of a third-level peak monster, you must find a way to take out the magic spar in the magic core, because the magic core may contain high-level magic spar.

  The rain outside did not decrease in the slightest, but the caravan had started to set off one after another. There were a lot of horses in this caravan. The front caravan completely disappeared under the rain, and the rear caravan had just stepped out of the market.

  The three of them sat at the door of the tent, and He Boqiang used a file to polish off the outermost layer of hardened stone skin of the magic core.

  An oval-shaped amber magic spar is revealed little by little...

  …

With the fourth heavy armored infantry regiment stationed in the area of ​​the forest farm, the number of heavy armored infantry regiments near the forest farm has increased to 3,000, and the number of imperial heavy cavalry has also increased to 1,000. There are horses neighing at the foot of the forest farm every day It was reported that some caravans also continued to gather around the forest farm along with the corps. They not only brought a large amount of logistics supplies, but also brought new business opportunities here.

  The temporary block is quietly expanding outwards.

  The head of the Fifty-seventh Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment, Earl Mond Goss, has been discussing the battle plan with the other three infantry and knight regiment leaders tomorrow for the past week.

I thought Swordsman Gabriel and that squad of swordsmen would end the battle at Moyun Ridge here, but I didn’t expect Swordsman Gabriel to come to the market on the day the fourth heavy armored infantry regiment rushed over. Find He Boqiang to say goodbye to him.

He was wearing an ordinary leather armor and linen leggings, with a simple saber hanging around his waist, and he was walking lazily in the street market. Among the bustling crowd, it was easy to see his tall The figure is like a sword poet.

  Swordsman Bacarel walked to the front of the tent where He Boqiang lived. At this time, He Boqiang and Curly-haired Gabi were setting up a street stall in the market.

  Recently, businessman Lakin's business has been booming. He not only sold a batch of hoarded leather, but also bought some well-made sword weapons and several square knight shields.

  Bacarel Swordsman stopped in front of the stall, and the curly-haired boy Gabi thought he was on business, so he greeted Bacarel Swordsman cordially.

It wasn't until He Boqiang stood up and invited Bacarel Swordsman to sit in the tent that Curly-haired Gabi knew that the person who came was He Boqiang's friend. The long sword at his waist looked like a goose.

   "Little Duck, this lord is here to look for you...?"

  He Boqiang nodded to Gabi, signaling Gabi to watch the stall by himself.

Swordsman Bacarie was invited into He Boqiang's tent. Looking at a simple wooden bed outside the tent, Swordsman Bacarie asked He Boqiang with a smile: "Have you made a decision? What's the matter?" The series of investigations on the side have come to an end temporarily, and I will return to the construction swordsman group tomorrow, if you want to go with me, you must prepare in advance."

  He Boqiang took a chair from the outside of the tent, and asked Bacarel Swordsman to sit down.

  He sat on the bed with his head down and pondered for a while, first patted the wooden bed, and then pointed here.

  Bacarel Swordsman never expected that He Boqiang rejected his proposal:

   "Do you want to stay?"

  He Boqiang nodded slightly.

  Swordsman Baikalel rubbed his temples with his hands. The atmosphere was a little dull for a while, and he said after a long time:

   "Well, I respect your choice."

  He sat on a chair with a calm gaze, as if facing an old friend who had been with him for decades.

  It was a bit noisy outside the tent, all kinds of hawking sounds mixed together, quite like a market.

  Swordsman Bacarel carefully looked at the tent, including the various materials piled inside the tent, and seemed to be a little puzzled. The reason why He Boqiang chose to stay, is there anything worth nostalgic here?

   "I still owe you a thank you. If you hadn't come in time, I might have been the one injured and unconscious!" Swordsman Bacarel said to He Boqiang, "Thank you, little Zach."

   This sentence should have been hidden in his heart for a long time, and when he said it at this time, he felt a lot more relaxed.

  He Boqiang smiled shyly and shook his head.

  Swordsman Baikalel remembered something again, and hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his pocket, with a row of gorgeous imperial language written on it.

   It was a note with an address written on it. He Boqiang carefully folded it and put it in a money bag.

  Baijialiu Swordsman then said to He Boqiang: "Oh, by the way, I live at No. 61 Tulip Princess Avenue, the second largest area of ​​Bena City. If you have the opportunity to come to Bena City, you can come to me at any time."

  He Boqiang nodded.

Then Swordsman Bacarel took out a glass bottle from his belt. It was flat in shape, with a thin round belly, only the size of a palm, and it was filled with a bright red liquid. He Boqiang had seen this before on the street. A similar healing potion was sold in the Potions Shop, but the bottle was not as big as this one, and the color of the potion was not as bright red.

  Bacarie stuffed the bottle of healing potion into He Boqiang's hand and said, "Take it, it will inevitably be used on the battlefield."

   After sitting for a while, Swordsman Bacarel got up to leave.

  He Boqiang sat on the chair at the door of the tent, holding the precious bottle of healing potion in his hand, and felt infinite emotions in his heart for a while...

  (end of this chapter)