Bora Faka City, receiving Lin Jixin's return gift, Rofsd is very satisfied.

Beside him, the young adjutant who had just been promoted asked with some puzzlement: "My lord, do you really think this is good?" There are already a lot of soldiers whispering behind your back that you are weak and incompetent. ”

"Who?" Rovsted's eyebrows furrowed, "Shut them up with a whip!" ”

The young adjutant did not dare to speak.

Rofstead glanced at the lieutenant and snorted, "Do you also think that even if the Storm Golem is very powerful, even if there is a more powerful mage behind it, it is actually nothing to Mmilan?" The 'Fire' Corps doesn't need to use the lives of its soldiers to curry favor with each other? ”

Guessed correctly, the adjutant whispered, "My lord, the reputation of you and the 'Fire' Corps is more important. ”

"Stupid!" Rovsed interrupted him with a cold snort.

However, Lord Rovstead knew in his heart that there were still many such thoughts of the adjutant in the "Fire" Corps, and although he sent the original adjutant's head to Lin Jixin's side, he didn't want his subordinates to be separated from him because of this matter.

After a moment of language formation, he asked the adjutant, "Don't you realize that the Storm Golem is actually a product of the Dark Ages?" ”

"What do you mean?" The adjutant was confused.

"That's an ancient product, do you understand antiques?" Seeing that he couldn't turn around, Rofste couldn't help but get annoyed, "Its value is definitely dozens or hundreds of times more expensive than making a new one, but Nafaru's teacher actually sent it to fight without blinking an eye, can his strength be compared to that of an ordinary mage?" Even if Mmilan is not afraid, we cannot bring on such a difficult opponent for Mmilan because of some personal mistake. ”

If Lin Jixin heard Rofste's words, he would definitely say helplessly in his heart: It's not that he doesn't know this, it's just that for him, this is the card he can use now.

As for cashing in and replacing it with a new one, one is that this storm puppet is actually damaged Yan zhòng, and the price will not be too high if it is really to be sold, and the second is that the participants in this heavyweight auction must be heavyweights, and he is still just a small shrimp, and he doesn't want to jump to the stage of those big people for the time being.

In the next few days, he has been making plans to improve his strength.

Because he had good medicine in his hands, and Viscount Bosis and Rofstead also sent a large amount of precious medicinal herbs, and after a week, his injuries were almost recovered, and he was almost ready to fulfill his plan.

But before that, he still has one more thing to do, and that is to give the Storm Golem a new core.

This time it took a lot more to replace the core than last time, and the "Quartet Crystal" was seven or eight times larger than before, so it wouldn't make the storm puppet close to extinguishing the flame with just one ultimate.

After doing this, he made an explanation and left Cuiluo Manor as usual.

Soon after, he appeared on the main road outside Borlafaca, wearing a tattered, dusty brown cloak, and riding a Blango sheep down the road.

Blango sheep is a kind of creature with two horns, which looks a bit like a sheep on the earth, because it breeds in large numbers on the Blango steppe in the south of the El continent, compared to the expensive two-horned horse, although the Blango sheep has the weakness of weight bearing and explosive power, but its affordable price still makes it the first choice of ordinary travelers in the south of the El Continent, and the current Lin Jixin seems to be completely no different from ordinary travelers.

The road was very wide, and a little farther away from the road were fields, where all kinds of unknown crops were grown, and farther away there were some peasants who were busy in the fields, and he did not have the heart to look at the idyllic scenery, so he drove the Blango sheep along the road until it was dark, and he did not stop when he came across a small town in the middle, so he camped at random by the roadside for the night.

After all, it is very close to a large city like Bora Faca, and the beasts of the strong point will be eliminated or driven away, and there is not much danger of sleeping in the wilderness.

After three days of traveling, it was dark again, and he was beginning to think about whether to find a place to sleep, when he suddenly saw a distant light in front of him.

There's actually a town.

It's been a long time since I've worked so hard, and after three days of sleeping in the open, he also feels a little struggling, since there is a town, of course, he won't and won't deliberately avoid it.

Seeing that the Blango sheep under the ass was already tired, he simply jumped down, and put the package on his back to let it travel lightly, and just like that, one man and one sheep trotted forward, and in less than half an hour, the town was gone.

The town was enclosed by a tall wooden fence with a rudimentary wooden gate open on the road, and four militiamen were busy at the wooden gate, apparently preparing to close.

He hurriedly rushed up and shouted, "Wait a minute, please wait a minute." ”

The four militiamen turned their heads and saw that he was only one person, their vigilant expressions relaxed, and one of the militiamen reached out to stop him: "You alone? What for? ”

"Foot Merchant." He signed up for one of the most common occupations.

The militiaman looked him up and down twice, didn't see anything suspicious, and waved his hand: "Go in, remember to be early next time." ”