The caravan was to stay in the dwarven village for three to five days. The three Allegri, who were already familiar with the "Thunder Lion" mercenary group, decided to set off with the caravan mercenary group at that time.

Now the village is very noisy, the caravan has put out all the goods, and the small square in the center of the village has suddenly become a temporary bustling market. Stout dwarves weave between the stalls, exchanging golden sand, precious stones and precious ores for daily necessities brought from afar. Doing business with the dwarves is very refreshing, they rarely bargain and are generous. But the caravan will not inflate the price of goods because of this, although the dwarves are honest, they are not stupid, and deceiving them will lead to the indifference of the entire dwarven tribe. In fact, this caravan has been working with this dwarven tribe for nearly a decade, and they know each other well.

Allegri and Dios sat on a hillside pasture above the village, overlooking the village.

"That Jonah is not a simple person. Dios said lightly.

"Yes, his hands are thin and tender, not like a weathered mercenary, but like a noble knight," Allegri stretched as he chewed a stalk of grass, "but he has no ill will towards us. ”

"That being said," Dios was still a little worried, "the composition of his mercenary group is too strange. ”

"What?" Allegri was not good at military affairs.

"There are more than thirty of them, more than twenty of them are knights, the head of the regiment is a swordsman, there is only one ranged profession, and there is no healing profession at all, this is not a normal mercenary team configuration. ”

"What should a normal mercenary group look like?" Allegri was a little curious.

"A normal mercenary regiment can't afford to support so many knights, even lightly armed knights," Dios explained to Allegri in detail, "The feeding of the mounts, the equipment and weapons distributed, are a huge expense. ”

"Mercenary groups, there should be a certain number of ranged classes, melee classes will also be dominated by lightly armed warriors who are easy to change, and the number of auxiliary classes such as priests, priests, and scouts should also be guaranteed. Of course, it is not excluded that the big mercenary group has a formed team of knights, but they are only a mid-level mercenary group. ”

"I understand," Allegri nodded, "their configuration is not adapted to the skirmishes that mid-tier mercenary groups most often encounter?"

"Exactly. Dios nodded.

"What's the matter," Allegri waved his hand, "just walking together for a while." ”

"Yes, it's just this person, I still like him. ”

In a grassy depression on the mountainside, Illo was bored following Althea and Hoel.

I don't know how to do it, but Hoel and Ithea become good friends, and the two of them are always playing around, which makes people worry about their safety. Having Jonah's armor-clad knights close to him would have them exhausted. So this difficult and boring task was assigned by Allegri to the half-elf ranger.

Moreover, I don't know how Jona explained in private, the little girl now looks at Illo like a wolf. Therefore, he could only follow with a bitter face.

"So, you're a magician too?" asked Håel, looking up curiously.

"Yes. Althea looked at the small tree next to her, and the pale yellow flowers were about to bloom.

"Is Mr. Allegri powerful?" the dwarf said, "You're not as good as you."

"I don't know," said Althea, shaking her head, "my brother says that Mr. Allegri is very powerful, but it seems that he and I are both beginner magicians. ”

"Mr. Allegri will soon be promoted to the middle rank. Hoel looked proud,

"Me too," Althea laughed, "and when the little dragon hatches, I'll be able to move up to the middle rank." ”

"Oh?" Hoel wondered, "You can summon such a powerful wyvern, how can you be a mid-level?"

"Creatures summoned by mid-tier summoners can only reach mid-tier strength," Illo interjected lazily, "Although they can make contracts with creatures that surpass their own rank, contract creatures can only reach their own strength. ”

"My brother said you were a bad person and couldn't talk to you. Althea looked back, serious.

"yes, he doesn't seem to be that nasty, but he's a nasty elf after all. The dwarf added.

Illo was dumbfounded.

"What a sword!" said Jonah, who insisted on forging the cave with Dios.

Dios' longsword has been officially crafted. The whole body is pitch black, but it has a deep red and restrained luster. According to Allegri's instructions (in fact, it was left behind by Herseus), the sword body was engraved with mysterious patterns, and the patterns faintly faintly shone with a dark red fire like volcanic magma. This is the standard sword for the "Purgatory Dragon's Breath", and it is an important part of the legendary inheritance of the "Purgatory Fortress".

This pattern not only makes it extremely fire-resistant, but Dios' "Purgatory Dragon's Breath" can enter the sword unimpeded, triggering special infernal flames, and has a powerful effect of increasing qi. As a result, despite not having any enchantment effects, the sword still has extraordinary power.

Dios grasped the hilt of the long sword made of rhinoceros horn, and secretly urged his strength, and the pale red flames suddenly enveloped the entire blade.

"Cut this. Uncle Barton looked excited, and hurriedly pointed to the sword-scarred black boulder next to him. It was a special stone he used to test the blades of his weapons, with extraordinary hardness and toughness.

With a low shout, Dios held the sword in both hands, and the red light on the sword became even richer, and even as Dios walked around, he breathed and breathed, and the light and color were uncertain. Standing in front of the boulder, Dios, raised his long sword high, the manipulator was strong, and the fire on the sword body suddenly contracted, and the most powerful one was completely attached to the blade.

Only the original luster of the sword remained, but the dark red in the pattern was full of overflow. It was like a crater in the sword was about to erupt, and magma flowed on the sword's body.

As he slashed hard, a flash of red light flashed, like a knife cutting bread, and the boulder was smoothly split in half from the middle. The incision is smooth, but with a burnt smell. With this long sword, he was finally able to use the martial arts recorded in the inheritance to his heart's content, and although they were only basic martial arts, their power was still extraordinary.

"Okay! The sword is good, and the martial arts are good!" Jonah was the first to react, clapping his hands gently, "The strength is one, and the power is extraordinary." ”

Barton was also full of excitement and said with a smile, "I didn't expect this weapon to be so powerful in your hands." ”

"This is thanks to your extraordinary skills. Dios withdrew his sword and bowed slightly.

"With your strength, this sword can even surpass ordinary enchanted weapons," Barton laughed, "because I don't care about the cooperation of enchantments, this sword has reached the extreme of my craftsmanship in sharpness and sturdiness." ”

"By the way, you don't want to give this sword a good name?" Jonah interjected.

"Does the Master have any good advice?" Dios consulted Barton first.

"It's up to you," Barton waved his hand absently, "after all, now you're its master." Dios groaned, his thoughts wandering around.

"How's it going, have you figured it out?" asked Jonah when he saw Dios' uncertain face.

"I'll call it," Dios carefully stroked the warm sword, "just call it, burn the city." ”

In this era of heroes and heroes, the "Purgatory Fortress" Dios is undoubtedly one of the brightest stars in the night, holding the indestructible shield "Thorn of Light" in one hand and the long sword spraying thin flames in the other-

It is called the Burning City, the burning city of the burning city in anger. (After the double update, the legend will eventually begin, Xie Lu Xie recommends the collection)

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