In the evening.

The usually deserted Water Ghost Forest ushered in a heavily armed force.

They wore black standard armor.

Spear and shield in hand

A sword hangs from his waist.

All of them look very energetic!

They are the guards of Alan, Lord of Aurora.

These people are real fighters.

At Paramount Estate.

The patrol team is only responsible for daily duty.

The task of fighting against the surrounding monsters was completed by Alan and the members of the guard.

This force has experienced real knife and fire.

So it is different in temperament.

Today's leader is Freya.

Although she was mentally prepared, when she saw the long-dead behemoth under Roger's guidance, the young and beautiful captain of the guard still showed a shocked expression:

"This ...... It's too big, too. ”

Even the well-trained guards couldn't help but whisper.

Ben Brontosaurus's corpse was too impactful.

The size of the gigantic creature is placed there, even if it is just a corpse, it has a strong deterrent power.

Freya walked around the Thunder Dragon, lifted the heavy sword in her hand, and slashed at the scales of the dragon beast!

Sting!

The fire splashed.

There was a small gap in the heavy sword, but there was no trace of the scales of the Brontosaurus.

"This kind of monster, once it invades the manor......"

Her face was a little ugly.

I'm afraid that only the heavy ballista that has been forced from the gray dwarves will have a chance to cause some trouble for it.

The guards also stirred.

It was at this time.

Roger felt a strange gaze fall on him, and couldn't help explaining:

"I didn't kill it."

"It's a necromancer."

He pointed to the two corpses next to him:

"They were the ones who killed the Brontosaurus."

Freya's face was still full of respect.

She bowed her head slightly:

"But they died at your hand."

"You don't have to explain too much, I can understand the need for humility, but it doesn't conflict with you saving the estate again."

"I can't put into words how grateful I am to you!"

The guards' eyes were also full of respect.

Roger coughed.

A little embarrassed to say:

"Thank you for not having to, after all, I'm also a part of the manor."

"Words ......"

"Can you help me carry this guy back?"

That's the real purpose of his call-in!

The crowd looked at the hill-like corpse.

I couldn't help but doubt my hearing.

But under Roger's sincere gaze.

They then begin to doubt their physical strength.

……

Two days later at noon.

After the massive requisition of more than a dozen widened ox carts and horse-drawn carts from nearby farms.

The massive corpse of the Ben Brontosaurus was finally sent to Senluo Farm.

It was also thanks to the fact that the scales of the Brontosaurus fell off six hours after its death.

This gave everyone the opportunity to split the dragon corpse.

Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take.

From the moment the corpse of the Ben Brontosaurus appeared in Senluo Farm, there was an endless stream of people who came to visit.

It's just too big.

Despite Roger's pre-treatment, the hardest scales have been stripped and the outer layers of fat have been scraped clean.

But the skeleton of that wonder alone is enough to become the subject of the troubadours vying to follow.

Time.

"Master Roger's empty-handed thunder dragon" has become the hottest topic of the charcoal inn.

And the more it spreads, the more outrageous it becomes.

……

"Version 1.0: Roger's clever plan to outwit the Necromancy, the master narrowly defeated the Thunder Dragon with his bare hands"

……

"Version 2.0: Roger Stomps on Necromancy, Master Punches Ben Thunder Dragon"

……

"Unknown Version: The Master Breathes Out and Settles the Universe, and the Death Law Thunder Dragon Qi Dies"

……

Later one day.

When Roger was dealing with the skeleton of the Thunder Dragon, the cry of a flying dragon sounded in the sky.

And then there was a hurried voice:

"Roger Roger!"

"They say you killed a bunch of necromancers with a single sneeze? Accidentally killed a Running Thunder Dragon? ”

"Wow...... This one...... It's really big! ”

Roger looked at Rachel in silence.

The expression on the little druid's face was unusually rich.

In this regard, he just waved his hand in a dashing manner:

"Let's go."

"Barbecue, please."

……

Regarding being hotly discussed, Roger actually didn't care.

What he cared about was that his reputation at Paramount Manor had obviously reached 200 points.

There are no milestone points as a reward!

"But this rumor is also too exaggerated."

"It's impossible to say that no one is behind it."

Roger pursed his lips.

Glancing at the option that had been silent for a long time in the list of specializations.

……

"Hidden in the City (1st Ring Specialty): The more famous you are, the more people follow you, the thinner your own sense of existence will be" (Note 1)

……

Silently set the specialty status to On.

Roger happily went about his daily work.

In a newly built warehouse next to the main house.

Turtle eggs are placed in an orderly manner.

The gargoyle who had just placed a phalanx of turtle eggs flew over quickly.

Another familiar rub of the trouser leg.

Dull.

Roger grabbed him on the head several times, and then he gave up.

Looking at the dense turtle eggs on the floor of the warehouse.

Roger felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

This is the result of his visits to the Water Ghost Forest every night for a while.

Those female turtles are indeed shaft enough.

Roger stole as much as they could.

If the quantity is less than a week, it will be made up!

What kind of spirit is this!

Roger had to admit.

They are a group of Jonny turtles who have escaped from their lower tastes.

He adjusted his breathing.

In the next second, the whole person suddenly moved at high speed in the warehouse!

Roger slumped short and skimmed past the turtle eggs.

Palms flying.

The airflow is like a column.

in the house.

There was a pleasant sound of "pop pop".

A few minutes later.

Roger straightened up with a bit of backache, his face full of pleasure.

All the surface of the eggs is unharmed.

But he himself.

We have come to the pinnacle of life!

……

"You killed 1 Jonny Turtle, a total of 2,989 Jonny Turtles have been killed, and your milestone - Immortal Species has set a new record."

"You have gained 4 XP"

"Your lifespan has increased by 31,536,000 seconds."

"You have completed the fourth Mark of Sin and gained the Feat: Accumulate 3 Lives"

……

"Life Expectancy 3: Your true life span will be multiplied by 3 on the original basis"

……

"I like it simple and rough!"

Roger Joy.

But when he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong:

"That's it."

"Isn't my current lifespan nine thousand years old?"

"Sounds a little weird."

……

Jonny's hunt is over.

But free turtle eggs must be stolen.

Roger rarely felt a sense of loss when he said goodbye to a good brother.

Maybe it's because the hill-like skeleton outside the farm is always reminding him—

A new journey is about to begin.

I have to say.

"Attack Effect: Thunder and Lightning" is an attribute he can't refuse.

Not to mention how handsome it is to bring lightning with sparks all the way.

Rayprimorin is the nemesis of most monsters.

That alone is enough.

Not to mention that Roger also found other good things in Ben Thunder Dragon's body.

But before that.

He's going to be prepared.

Hunting the Brontosaurus is no joke.

These days, while studying the body structure of the Ben Thunder Dragon, he wrote more than thirty pages of research reports and more than sixty pages of hunting plans!

And the hunter who wants to become a super giant monster.

Special weapons are indispensable.

……

March 3.

Dawn Town.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man slowly walked into the façade with a sword and hammer sign.

"What I want, are you ready?"

He got straight to the point.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly:

"We've been working overtime all winter and everything you want is ready!"

The two of them came to the warehouse in the back.

The shopkeeper opened one of the cubicles.

on the walls of the compartment.

Hung with a slender knife.

The middle-aged man counted twenty-six knives in total.

"What about the thirty that you said you would?"

There was some displeasure in his voice.

The owner of the shopkeeper is embarrassed:

"There is not enough steel, and I still have to borrow it from the lord's treasury to barely make it up."

"The main thing is that the time you gave is too tight, our master has not built many strange weapons, and the defective rate is very high......"

It was a long time before the man nodded reluctantly.

The shopkeeper beckoned to a few apprentices and packed the knives into a large box.

The attributes of the knife crossed over the data bar.

……

"Akatsuki (Sword)"

"Rating: A+"

"Edge 8 Sturdy 5 Weight 5 Balance 7"

……

There are no stunts, and sharpness and solidity are also reduced by 1 point.

But it's enough.

This is the solution that Roger found for Akatsuki.

Since the blade is so brittle, and there is no way to improve it for a while, let's think differently.

Just let it be a consumable!

Before winter, he disguised himself and found the blacksmith's workshop to place an order.

25,000 bronze orders were scattered.

Today is finally the harvest time.

"Well, there are twenty-six knives in total."

"From now on, I will be the founder of the Twenty-Six Knife Stream."

Roger fantasized a little.

"What about the other things?"

He asked the owner.

The latter hurriedly took out a box from the shelves in the compartment.

The box contained a roll of fine silver thread.

The silver wire is attached to the finger cuffs at both ends.

……

"Dragon Silk (Hidden Special Weapon)"

……