I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 84: 26 knife flow

In the evening.

The usually deserted Water Ghost Forest welcomed a heavily armed force.

They wear jet black standard armor.

With spear and shield in hand

A sword hangs from his waist.

All of them look very energetic!

They are the bodyguards of Alan, Lord of Dawn.

These men are true warriors.

At the Paramount Estate.

Patrols are only responsible for day-to-day duty.

The tasks of fighting the surrounding monsters are all completed by Alan and the members of the guards.

This unit has experienced real knife and fire.

So it is different in temperament.

Today's leader is Freya.

Although she was mentally prepared, when she saw the behemoth that had been dead for a long time under the guidance of Roger, the young and beautiful captain of the guard still showed a shocked expression:

"This is... too big."

Even the well-trained bodyguards can't help but whisper.

The corpse of the Thunder Dragon is too impactful.

The size of the giant creature is placed there, even if it is just a corpse, it has a strong deterrent effect.

Freya walked around the Thunder Dragon, picked up the heavy sword in her hand, and slashed the scales of the dragon beast!

Stab it!

The flames splash.

The epee has a small gap, but the Thunder Dragon's scales are completely unmarked.

"Once this kind of monster invades the manor..."

Her face was a little ugly.

I'm afraid only the heavy ballista snatched from the grey dwarves has a chance to cause it some trouble.

The guards were also agitated.

Roger could feel the strange gazes falling on him, and could not help but explain:

"I didn't kill it."

"It's a necromancer."

He pointed to the two corpses next to him and said:

"They killed the Thunder Dragon."

Freya still looked at Roger with a respectful face.

She lowered her head slightly:

"But they died at your hands."

"You don't have to explain too much, I can understand the need for modesty, but it doesn't conflict with you saving the manor again."

"I can't express my gratitude to you in words!"

The eyes of the others were also filled with respect.

Roger coughed.

He said with some embarrassment:

"Thanks is not necessary, after all, I am also a part of the manor."

"Say..."

"Can you help me carry this guy back?"

This is the real purpose of his calling the guards!

Everyone looked at the mountain of corpses.

I couldn't help but doubt my hearing.

But under Roger's sincere gaze.

They then began to doubt their own physical strength.

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Two days later at noon.

After the extensive expropriation of more than a dozen widened ox carts and carriages from nearby farms.

The huge corpse of the Thunder Dragon was finally sent to the Senluo farm.

Thankfully, the Thunder Dragon's scales fell off six hours after its death.

This gave everyone a chance to divide the dragon corpse.

Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take.

From the moment the corpse of Ben Leilong appeared in the Senluo farm, there has been an endless stream of people who came to visit.

This thing is too big.

Despite Roger's pretreatment, the toughest scales have been stripped away, and the outer layer of fat has been shaved off.

But that skeleton alone is enough of a subject for bards to follow.

For a while.

"Master Roger Karate Thunder Dragon" became the hottest topic at the Charcoal Inn.

And it's getting more and more outrageous.

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"Version 1.0: Roger outsmarted the necromancy, and the master narrowly defeated the Thunder Dragon with his bare hands"

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"Version 2.0: Roger steps on the necromancy, the master punches the Thunder Dragon"

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"Unknown version: The master exhales to set the world, and the death spell, thunder and dragons die together"

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One day later.

While Roger was processing the skeleton of the Thunder Dragon, the sound of a flying dragon rang out from the sky.

Then came a hurried voice:

"Roger Roger!"

"They said you blew up a bunch of necromancers by sneezing? Accidentally killed a Thunder Dragon?"

"Wow... this... is really big!"

Roger looked at Rachel in silence.

The expression on the young druid's face is unusually rich.

In response, he just waved his hand casually:

"Go."

"Please eat barbecue."

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Roger doesn't really care about being talked about.

What he cares about is that his reputation at Paramount Manor has clearly reached 200 points.

There are no milestone points to reward!

"But this rumor is too exaggerated."

"It's impossible to say no one is behind the scenes."

Roger pursed his lips.

He glanced at the option that had been silent for a long time in the feat list.

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"Hidden in the City (1st Ring Specialty): The higher your reputation, the more people who follow you, the thinner your own sense of existence will be" (Note 1)

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Silently sets feat status to on.

Roger happily begins his day job.

In the newly built warehouse next to the main house.

The turtle eggs are arranged in an orderly manner.

The gargoyle who had just placed a phalanx of turtle eggs flew over quickly.

Another familiar rubbing against the trouser legs.

It's boring.

Roger scratched his head several times before this guy gave up.

Looking at the densely packed turtle eggs on the warehouse floor.

Roger is filled with a sense of accomplishment.

This is the result of his visit to the Water Ghost Forest every day and night.

Those female turtles do have shafts.

Roger stole as many as they had.

The quantity will be replenished within a week!

What kind of spirit is this!

Roger had to admit.

They are a bunch of jonny turtles out of bad taste.

He adjusts his breathing.

The next second, the whole person suddenly moved at high speed in the warehouse!

Roger slumped past the eggs.

The palms are flying.

The airflow is like a column.

In the house.

There was a pleasant sound of "crack clap clap clap".

After a few minutes.

Roger straightened up with some backache, his face full of joy.

All the turtle eggs appeared to be safe and sound.

But he himself.

I have come to the peak of my life!

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"You have killed 1 Jonny Turtle, and a total of 2989 Jonny Turtles have been killed. Your milestone - Longevity has set a new record"

"You gained 4 XP"

"Your lifespan increased by 31,536,000 seconds"

"You have completed the fourth sin mark and acquired the feat: Lifespan 3"

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"Three lifespans: Your real lifespan will be multiplied by 3 on the original basis"

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"I like simplicity and rudeness!"

Roger is delighted.

However, he thought about it and felt that something was wrong:

"This way."

"Isn't my current lifespan turned into nine thousand years?"

"Sounds a little weird."

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Jonny's hunt for the turtle has come to an end.

But free turtle eggs must be stolen.

It's rare for Roger to not feel the great sense of loss that comes with saying goodbye to a good brother.

Perhaps it was because the hill-like skeleton outside the farm kept reminding him—

A new journey is about to begin.

I have to say.

"Attack Special Effect: Thunderbolt" is an attribute that he cannot refuse.

Not to mention how handsome the sparks and lightning are all the way.

Lei Yuansu is the nemesis of most monsters.

That's enough.

Not to mention that Roger was still on the Thunder Dragon and found other good things.

But before that.

He needs to be ready.

Hunting Thunderbolts is no joke.

These days, he has written more than 30 pages of research reports and more than 60 pages of hunting plans while studying the body structure of the Thunder Dragon!

And wants to become a hunter of super-giant monsters.

Special weapons are essential.

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March 3rd.

Dawn Town.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man slowly walked into the facade with the sword and hammer sign.

"Is what I want ready?"

He got straight to the point.

The owner was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly:

"We've been working overtime all winter, and everything you want is ready!"

The two came to the back warehouse.

The owner opens one of the cubicles.

On the wall of the compartment.

A long, slender knife hangs.

The middle-aged man counted and found that there were twenty-six knives in total.

"What about the thirty?"

His voice was a little displeased.

The owner is:

"There's not enough steel~IndoMTL.com~ I had to borrow it from the lord's warehouse to get it together."

"The main reason is that the time you gave is too tight. Our masters don't make many of these exotic weapons, and the defective rate is very high..."

After a long time, the man nodded reluctantly.

The shop owner greeted several apprentices and packed the knives into a large box.

The attributes of the knife across the data bar.

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"Red Moon (Knife)"

"Rating: A+"

"Feng Rui 8 Strong 5 Weight 5 Balance 7"

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No perks, sharpness and sturdiness are reduced by 1.

But that's enough.

This is the solution Roger found for Chiyue.

Since the blade is so brittle and can't find a way to improve it for a while, let's change the way of thinking.

Just make it a consumable!

Before winter, he disguised himself to this blacksmith's workshop to place an order.

25,000 copper orders were scattered.

Today finally ushered in the harvest period.

"Well, a total of twenty-six knives."

"I will be the founder of "Twenty-Six Swords" from now on. "

Roger fantasized slightly.

"What about the other stuff?"

He asked the shop owner.

The latter hurriedly took out a box from the shelf in the compartment.

The box contains a fine coil of silver wire.

The ends of the silver wire are attached to the fingertips.

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"Dragon Silk (Xia Yin's Special Weapon)"

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(Note 1. This is a specialty that has been available since 001. A brother asked me about the effect before, and finally I came up with it)