Chapter 126: The Feast of the Harvest
So after a moment of surprise, everyone in the team walked through the gate of the huge rock wall under the reminder and call of the captain of the barbarian, and came to the amethyst cave where the treasure was hidden.
Because everyone looked at this place full of things, they suddenly thought of a happy trouble, that is, how to start?
After all, you can't bring all these things back at once, so you have to make some necessary trade-offs, not to mention that some of the space in your backpack has to be reserved to carry the dragon scales of the Shadow Dragon Saxothers.
You must know that dragon scales are a good thing, and if used well, they can be made into enchanted armor with extraordinary protective effects. The Dragon's Heart and a few vials of Dragon's Blood may be considered as they could be taken with them, but the Dragonbone may be mostly out of shape, as the Shadow Dragon's bones are not lightweight and difficult to cut.
Anyway, let's deal with the treasure in front of you first.
Urs put the cursed blade behind him, thought about it, and reminded everyone with his experience from his previous life: "Leave those coins alone, and focus on those good-looking items here." ”
The young man's words woke everyone up.
Gloryden thought for a moment and felt that the young captain had a point, so he nodded and agreed: "If there are a lot of magic items in here, those things will indeed be worth more than ordinary coins. ”
"So what are we waiting for?" Koto, hanging from his broken left arm, was as happy as a forty-five-year-old child, "Come on! The goddess of the hearth will bless us with good luck, because Mother Stove has a good relationship with Miss Lucky, and the priests of the clan on the plateau have said so to me before! ”
That's great.
Urs listened to Koto's words and said that Lachri, the goddess of luck, was indeed a charismatic courtesan in Castano's god setting, and that many of the gods of the good and neutral camp had a good personal relationship with the beautiful lady with a lively and playful personality.
So much so that her brother, Dom, the chaotic and evil god of doom, tried to join forces with other evil gods to plot a dastardly plot to rob her sister of Godhead, but found that many neutral gods, such as Ode, the god of order, and Brandz, the god of balance, were on Lachli's side, and the conspiracy god of order and evil, Conspereth, simply and decisively rejected the invitation to his plan, and finally had to abandon this bold idea with resentment and continue to hide in the shadows of the multiverse. Quietly use his divine power to curse all the good things in the main material plane.
Adventurers love Lachli, the goddess of luck, and hate Dom, the god of doom, especially on certain occasions, such as this time.
The dwarven warrior with an arm hanging from his neck then laughed and plunged headlong into the treasure mound, taking care not to injure his left arm a second time, and stretched out his healthy right hand to dig through the other metal objects buried beneath the gold and silver coins.
Koto's joy unconsciously infected the emotions of his companions. Thea and Crowfinch chuckled involuntarily as they watched the simple dwarf, and the silver-haired wolf-eared girl and the black-robed Miss Poet glanced at each other, and then joined in with the figures of Urs and Glorydon.
Stone Fist considers his inner cultivation to be more important than his external equipment, but the orc warrior monk is clearly happy to see the smiles on the faces of his companions, and doesn't mind giving them an extra hand to those who are in high spirits.
And then, a moment later......
"Hey, I said Captain! See what I found? A good shield with a medium quality! ”
Koto tilted half of his body in the direction of his right hand, his gaze obsessively resting on a blue shield that he had carved out with his hand, and then he couldn't help but look around, wanting the brute closest to him to share the joy of finding the treasure.
It is said that the dwarves of the plateau were born warriors and blacksmiths, and that they grew up around the wind and snow and the fire, and even if they did not specialize in ironmaking, they could identify the quality of ore-like metals with a natural spirituality.
Urs took advantage of the convenience provided by the game system to inspect a piece of whiteboard chain mail that had just been dug up by himself, frowned in disgust, cursed the damn god of doom in his heart, threw it away, and then turned his head to look at Koto who greeted him with another expectant thought: "Oh? Show it to me? ”
He reached out to the dwarf, and under the latter's enthusiastic gaze, he took the large dark blue shield, and his brown eyes stared at it several rows of neatly arranged data—
【Fortress Shield】
Item Type: Tower Shield +3 (Magic Item)
Block bonus +4 and ranged attack bonus +7 block
+3 Balance Check against Collision
Requirements: 15 Strength
- You can't get through here
"A good shield indeed." Urs glanced at the equipment attributes of this tower shield, and immediately came to his own conclusion in his heart, secretly thinking that the +2 medium steel shield called the Demon Drinker on Thea's right arm only has a +3 value of block defense.
Not to mention the "+7 Block Bonus to Ranged Attacks", an additional defensive stat under certain circumstances—he could have imagined that if Koto's sturdy stake had made his way to the front of the line with this heavy new shield, the archers in the enemy camp would know what despair is.
With this thing, the dwarven warrior's original +1 slightly enchanted tower shield was hit by the tail sweep attack of the shadow dragon Saxhorth in the previous battle, and a dented crease in the shield was just laid off with honor, and even the repair cost was saved.
"It's going to be perfect for you, brave clan warrior!" With that in mind, Urs returned the object to Koto, patting him on the right shoulder with encouragement and trust.
At the same time, there was a good discovery on Gloridon's side, but the old thief had found not a thief's item that suited him, but a pair of gloves of no small size, and a faint static electricity lurking on the surface of the leather.
He froze for a moment, his grey eyes lowered to stare at the glove, remembering it...... To be precise, it should be the fist gloves, which were used by a fellow warrior monk like Urs and Stone Fist eight years ago, who also had a burly body.
It's called "Electric Claw Fist", and it's as its name suggests.
【Electric Claw Fist Gauntlet】
Item Type: Hand Protector +2 (Magic Item)
+2 for unarmed attacks
When attacking, cast an electric claw at 1d2 cast level
Requirements: 5 Strength
- The electric light that beats at your fingertips may be the immortal faith of some people in this life
Mage 1 Ring Spell - Electric Claw (Plastic): Attacks through melee contact, dealing 1d6 Shock damage per cast level to the target, up to a maximum of 5d6 damage, and +3 additional hits and damage against metal targets.
Grohledon thought that Sakthothers had destroyed his former team, and must have collected a few of the pieces of equipment that he looked at at at that time and put them on his collection list.
But let the past pass...... The old thief remembered his memories for a moment, then put away the faint sadness in his heart, turned his head and called out to the orc warrior monks of the same team: "Stone fist! ”
"How?" The green-skinned hunk warrior monk half-crouched, stopping his work and lifting his bare head.
"Next!" The brown-haired old thief mastered his strength and threw his gloves at him with a smile, "These twins belong to you in the future, love them well." ”
"Huh?" Shi Fist was stunned for a moment, and reflexively stretched out his hands held in the shape of a bowl to catch the fist gloves with static electricity on the surface, and the skin of his palm felt a slight tingling from there.
The half-orc warrior monk's slightly rigid and wooden mind failed to grasp the humor of the old thief for a moment, but the Miss Drow poet on the side was attracted by the interaction between the two of them, and her hoarse voice did not forget to seize the opportunity to ridicule the former: "Huh? The golem with a brain gets a new pair of fists? Not bad, not bad, worth celebrating. ”
"What have you found, Miss Poet?" Stone Fist's materialistic desires really didn't seem to be great, and he looked at the crow who had stood up straight from the pile of treasures relatively calmly, and asked casually.
"Remnants of the Heroic Sonata, and Dansel's Strings." Raven Sparrow held a scroll in her hand, and a string of silver threads that she twisted into a ball to pick up, "Of course, I don't expect your golem brain to understand what these two things mean. ”
Then don't expect me to understand your poetic art, because I really don't understand that. Stone Fist blinked innocently, thinking helplessly in his heart.
But in the case of Urs, the young man learns that the "Heroic Sonata" is one of the most powerful tonal spells of the Bard class, and that a skilled poet who plays the piece will reward the multiple target creatures around him with a very considerable check bonus.
Legend has it that the founding monarch of the Golden Wing Empire, Calvinland the Great, the historical conqueror of Emerald Bay, once used this repertoire as a war song for the army to open up the original territory of the empire in his lifetime.
As for the Dansel's Strings, the silver thread, also known as the "Dancer's Blade" in the game, is actually a necessary item for advancing to the String Dancer after the Bard level 20 and onwards.
The Blade Dancer is a weapon expert in the poet's class, with a subtle resemblance to the Magic Swordsman who has advanced to the Part-time Warrior of Warfare, and the highlight of his combat style is that these skilled swordsmanship dancers wrap special strings around their swords, and play their own magical war songs with the slashing symphony between the bladed weapon and the enemy.
However, everyone in the team agreed in advance to wait until later to bring out the good things they found for everyone to see.
Uls, therefore, did not know for a moment that Miss Poet had gained so much from this adventure, and suddenly looked at a tabula rasa dagger that had been cut out by himself a few seconds earlier, and said to himself, the god of doom...... Could it be that the charm attribute of this year is still linked to the luck test?
Probably not, right?
Can't you just lose the love of the whole world for you because of your personal temperament?
After all, my charm attribute is 7, and it is not the English letter E......
"Smack!" The young man slapped himself on the head and craned his neck in frustration with his mouth half open.
"Urs, you... You okay? Thea didn't pay attention to it, and was startled by his actions,
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine, nothing. Urs lowered his palm from his forehead and looked sideways to see the silver-haired wolf-eared girl coming to his side, holding two small objects in her white hand, one of which was a single earring.
And the other ......