Lyudmila finally opened the package, and what appeared in front of Roland's eyes was not a brilliant jewel, but a wide and thick black belt, the front was polished and varnished, inlaid with silver rivets, the back was untreated, and there were raw edges, giving people a rough, strong, thick and powerful visual impact. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"This is the work of giant craftsmen!" Roland immediately asserted, not only because of the wide size of the belt, but also because of the rough and bold craftsmanship style.

"You guessed it, it's the work of our top craftsmen in Kitland, and this seemingly inconspicuous belt is a symbol of great honor and a great fortune at the same time." Lyudmila held the belt in both hands, and her eyes flashed with pride, "This magic belt is a relic of my father. ”

Roland was suddenly shocked when he heard this, no wonder Lyudmila was touched by the scene, it turned out that he was thinking about things and people, and remembered his father who had been dead for many years.

"Can I touch this belt?" He asked softly.

Lyudmila didn't speak, just pursed her lips and smiled, and handed the belt to him.

Fingers caressing the wide leather belt, Roland clearly felt the abundant qi luck pulsating in his fingertips, as if he couldn't wait to get out of the belt and integrate into his body, this desire was so strong that Roland's lower abdomen vibrated slightly, it was the dry qi luck pool beating, eager to absorb the qi luck.

Roland didn't want to arouse Lyudmila's suspicions, so he pressed the urge to absorb luck immediately, and quietly opened the "Pupil of Destiny" to identify this belt, and the hidden magic aura in the belt was immediately visible, and at the same time, there were rows of enchantment data.

―Giant Power Belt +6―

Appraisal Report: It is a generous yet pliable magic belt, made of high-quality dragon skin tanned and decorated with Mithril rivets, with a +6 enhancement bonus to the wearer's strength stat.

"+6 Giant Power Belt!" Roland's hand couldn't help but tremble!

The result was that he was not surprised at all by the Giant Power Belt, and he was not surprised that the Belt had a magical effect that increased the strength attribute, but he didn't expect it to be +6!

In fantasy games, magic items can be divided into several grades, excluding too rare artifacts, sub-artifacts and legendary items, and the magic items that ordinary people can access can be divided into three levels: primary, medium, and high.

The criteria for grading are mainly cost, which is divided into two parts: materials and enchantments, of which the latter accounts for the lion's share.

The cost of the same ring is of course higher than that of bronze, but the high price is limited, and if it is attached to different levels of magic, the cost is very different.

Take this giant power belt, the dragon skin material is naturally extremely high-end, but this only accounts for a small part of the cost, and the majority is the additional magic effect.

There are three styles of Giant Power Belts, and the power bonus is +2, +4, and +6, which corresponds to the three grades of magic items.

If the belt in his hand was a +2 or even +4 style, Roland would not be too surprised, and the identification result was actually a +6 high-grade magic item, which made him feel a little unreal.

"The drama of finding magic items in the sundries warehouse is enough blood, and it is actually a high-grade magic item worth tens of thousands of gold coins, this is not YY, can you believe it?" Roland rubbed his neck and bared his teeth secretly: "If you see this kind of plot in the novel before crossing over, my brother will have to sneer three times and scold the author for opening the 'golden thighs' to the protagonist, but this happened to me, oops, why is it like that...... So sour! ”

Roland exhaled deeply, lowered his belt, looked at Lyudmila and said with a determined expression: "Your father must be a great warrior. ”

How can a mortal deserve to have a +6 power belt?

Lyudmila nodded and sighed, "Sometimes I wish my father was an ordinary, even cowardly, man, so that he might not have to get this belt." ”

Roland was stunned: "How do you say this?" ”

"That's a long story." Lyudmila hung her head, as if she did not want to dwell on the matter.

"I'd love to hear it, we still have a lot of time, don't we?"

"I can't help it." Lyudmila looked up at him helplessly, her deep green eyes flashed with a hint of maternal tenderness, "Okay, it doesn't hurt to tell you, in fact, we have masters in the Kitland tribe who are good at making magic items, and the Giant Power Belt is one of the most famous products of the master, most of the belts can only increase 2 points of strength, which is already worth ten thousand gold, and the +4 belt is only qualified to be worn by warriors who perform well on the battlefield, and to get the +6 Giant Belt, there are only two ways since ancient times, or become a recognized hero of the entire tribe." , the big chief, either make a major contribution to the war, save the people from the danger, and ......" Lyudmila couldn't go on, her eyes slightly reddened.

Roland slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his mind was already clear: the second way to obtain the +6 Giant Belt was to die heroically on the battlefield. This magic belt awarded to the martyrs is like a blood-stained medal, representing both the Kidlanders' memorial to the martyrs and the pensions given to the families of the martyrs.

Frankly, this pension is too generous. A +6 Giant Power Belt, the cost price alone has to drop to 20,000 gold coins, what can't you buy if you have 20,000 gold coins in the Far East? You can live happily for a lifetime and be a carefree soil emperor.

Looking back, Evgenia did not sell the belt even in the poorest days, perhaps not only because of the old love for her deceased husband, but also because of the self-esteem of the Kitlanders: they could not bear the relics of the martyrs to fall into the hands of metrics.

At this time, Lyudmila said faintly: "My mother hid the belt here, probably because she didn't want Mr. Rudolph to see it, wouldn't it be embarrassing to ask about the origin?" Hehe, I understand her thoughts, but I don't want to be so savvy and sophisticated one day. ”

Roland noticed that the girl lowered her head, and there seemed to be a flash of light in her eyes, she sighed secretly, reached out and stroked her braids, and said softly: "Don't blame Aunt Genia, she has her suffering, the dead have rested in peace, but the living can't stop, of course, I also hope that you will always remain as innocent as you are now." ”

"It's rare that you can flatter people, this girl will reward you with face and reluctantly accept your praise." Lyudmila wiped the corners of her eyes and looked up at him with a bright smile, and the sentimentality of seeing her father's relics faded away.

"I can feel the magic of this belt, can you lend me two days, I promise to return it to you on time." Roland didn't dare to expect to take such a valuable thing for himself, just kidding, it was 20,000 gold coins, he only needed to spend some time touching the belt and absorbing the luck contained in the belt, and this would not affect the magical power of the belt itself.

"What else to borrow, you can't meet me, if you like it, take it and wear it, count it as a gift for your dead father." Lyudmila deliberately lowered her voice, and her rough voice imitated the tone of a middle-aged man's speech: "Boy from the Kolas family, listen to me well!" You wear this giant belt, even if we are a good man of the Kitland tribe, I am no longer alive, in the future, my family Lyudmila will ask you, remember to take good care of her for me, if you dare to bully her, hum, Uncle Ben will never spare you in the spirit of heaven! ”

She said, laughing, and leaned down to tie Roland's belt with her own hands, looking happy. Roland felt sour for a while, took her hand and whispered, "Please rest assured, I will take good care of her." ”

"Hey! I'm just kidding, what are you putting on such a deep face? Lyudmila laughed.

Roland didn't speak, his arm was lightly raised, and the power given to him by the giant's belt was immediate, and Lyudmila involuntarily fell into his arms.

"Roland, you ......"

"Shhhh

"What are you going to do?"

"Kiss you."

"You, you go away!"

Lyudmila is fierce on the lips, but her body has no intention of refusing, just putting on a posture of being too lazy to pay attention to you.

Roland kissed the plump and delicate lips of the giant girl at the right time, and the smooth and fragrant taste made him want to stop.

Lyudmila could not resist the electric throbbing, and jerkily catered to his kiss. The tenderness between the lips and teeth melted the reserve of the giant girl, and in a moment of ignorance, she took the initiative to raise her wrist and climb to the back of his neck like a ivy, suggesting that he would continue to be warm and prolong this sweet time as much as possible.