"The carapace of the red wolf spider is light and hard, almost as hard as steel, but ten times lighter than steel. Take a slice and take it to a nearby artisan market and have someone make it into a shield. It's handy to put on and make a float if necessary to help you swim across the river. ”

After the war, Berto cleaned up the battlefield. This is the battlefield that belongs to the three of them, to be exact, the battlefield that belongs to him and the red wolf spider. Tallinnham knew he had once again played the soy sauce perfectly. Except for a few arrows at the spider, nothing else was done. Berto, on the other hand, ended up smashing the spider's head with a single blow.

"My lord, can I take the liberty of asking?......

"No, I can't. ”

Before Tarrainham could ask, he was directly interrupted by Berto.

"You don't know what I'm going to ask yet......"

Tallinnham stood aside and complained.

"I'll answer you when I've rested enough, and now, grab something useful. ”

Berto said. He unloaded his weapon and sat down on a large stone pier, panting.

Tallinnam, on the other hand, endured the gaging in his body and cut some useful treasures on the spider's body. For example, the spider carapace that Berto just mentioned, as well as those long legs of King Kong, are carnivorous...... On the black market, spider meat is a rare meat delicacy. It is processed into various spider meat cakes and sold to Imperial diners. The nobles of the empire, who were tired of eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, sometimes had a soft spot for this heavy food. According to Berto, if a pregnant female spider is a spider, her eggs are good food. And Tallinnam was just glad that the spider didn't conceive, otherwise, collecting those densely packed eggs with a viscous liquid, and maybe one or two hatchling spiders popping up from time to time, would definitely be an unforgettable experience.

And then there's the spider venom. Tallinnam cut the sac from the dead spider's cavity, and the venom stored in the sac could be sold to certain poison dealers to make poisons or poisons. The favorite thing for assassins and hunters to do was to smear poison on their weapons. It's just that this red wolf spider obviously belongs to the hand-to-hand spider, and its venom is not very toxic, that is, compared to the other organs on its body, the venom is obviously a low-level trophy. But collect it too, because it's all money......

After an afternoon of tinkering, Tallinnham took all the "treasures" from the giant spider and divided them into several bags. Ready to be shipped to the nearest market to be sold. To Talinnham's surprise, the Wandering Knight's foal was still there, and he had disappeared from the previous fight, and Tallinnham thought it was dead, crushed by the collapsed tower, or scared away. However, it was not until the busy work was done that he saw that the sturdy war horse was still in place, and it did not know when it would return, and it came quietly.

"Take a break, to-morrow I'll hire a wagon, and throw the loot on the wagon, or the two of us won't be able to move so much. ”

Resting enough, Berto got up unhurriedly from the stone pier and walked over to talk.

"Can't you just let it carry it?"

Tallinnam pointed to the knight's steed and smiled.

"No, I can't. A knight's horse is a war horse, not a pack horse, it is a comrade-in-arms, not an animal that carries goods. ”

Berto was visibly angry, and Tallinnham felt that he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.

......

When the full moon rises, a bonfire is lit next to the forest path. Tallinnam took local materials, scavenged materials from the ruins of towers that collapsed during the day, and lit a fire.

"My lord, I still want to ask you that question......

In the beating firelight, Tallinnham still couldn't help but cry again. But now the old knight's mood looked much better, and his face was ruddy, as if the day's combat consumption was nothing to him at all.

"Just ask. ”

Berto said happily as he sipped a little wine.

"Are you a knight of Bretonnia or a knight of the Empire, or a knight somewhere further afield?"

"Bretonnia. "Let's take a book

The old knight read, munching on the charred spider meat. It doesn't look chivalrous at all......

"Bretonnia, I've heard that there are a lot of knights there, and they are divided into different ranks, do you belong to?"

"Who told you that?"

The old knight asked, continuing to chew on the flesh carelessly.

"My lord Rod. "He often told me about the customs of the Old World continent, the characteristics of each country, the geography and so on. ”

"It seems that the Lord of Rhodes in your mouth is still a learned lord. ”

Berto said.

"A little lord of the frontier knows so much, and he is also an outlier. ”

He continued.

"Sir, you haven't answered my last question?"

Tallinnam reminded. This question had been hidden in his mind for a long time. It's just that there has never been a good time to ask.

"Oh, Adventure Knight. ”

Berto said casually.

"Explorer Knight? Lord Rhodes told me about Expedition Knight, but your fighting style?"

Talinnham asked a step-by-step question.

"What's wrong with my fighting style?"

Bertor said, casually spitting out a shell that stuck to the flesh.

"I've heard that the knights of Bretonnia didn't like to use long-range weapons, especially crossbows and muskets......"

Tallinnam asked.

"Who did you listen to?"

"Lord Rhodes ......"

"Well, I have to say that your lord Rhodes knows a lot, but I must say that in my kingdom, those knights are pedantic and stubborn. Berto said, taking a sip of his drink, drying his mouth, and continuing, "Without crossbows and guns, they think they are gods?"

Tallinnham was somewhat speechless. It was the first time I had met such a knight...... This completely subverted his perception of knights.

"Humans, human beings are not very physical in the first place, brute strength is not comparable to beastmen and greenskins, physical strength is not as good as dwarves, agility and observation are not as good as elves, these shortcomings need to be made up for with tools. I really don't know what the goddess of the lake thinks? The knight is just the strongest among the human race, and it is right to protect the weak, but he must charge head-on and fight fairly, which is nonsense. It's physically unfair. Besides, who told you about a glorious duel on the battlefield? When ten beastmen are fighting around you, they won't say it's unfair, as long as they can kill you, they don't care if they call a hundred, a thousand. ”

Berto gushed out. It's like sarcasm, it's like complaining. Tallinnam, on the other hand, was dumbfounded. It was the first time he had heard that knights did not value glory, or that in Berto's eyes, he had a different view of glory. Unlike most of the knights of Bretonnia today have a view of glory. In the eyes of the old knight Berto, it seems that as long as he can defeat his opponent, he can use any means, and the use of long-range crossbows and muskets is just a tool in his eyes, and has nothing to do with glory.

Tallinnam suddenly remembered something, and he remembered that Rhodes had told him that after a series of penance adventures in Bretonnia, a very small number of them could be blessed by the goddess of the lake and thus promoted to the rank of knight of the Holy Grail. But according to Berto's character, it is estimated that he will not be able to obtain the blessing of the goddess of the lake in his life...... This would also explain why he is still exploring at such an old age...... Perhaps his strength has long surpassed the level of the Explorer Knight, however, above this, there is an empty rank. No knight can be promoted to the rank of Knight of the Grail without receiving the blessing of the goddess of the lake......