Chapter 52: 51. Magic Core (Part 1)
Chapter 52 51. Magic Core (Part 1)
The dark clouds in the sky were about to press down on the top of the forest farm, and there were bursts of drizzle between the clouds and mist.
The **** at the foot of the mountain in Handanal County Forest Farm is like a green carpet.
In the distance, an army winds and turns on the muddy dirt road for several kilometers, and a team of mules and horses is rushing towards the camp with a large amount of luggage. team.
Seeing that there were many armored horses in the team, and the knights on the horses were also dressed like iron cans, holding dwarf chain shields and five-meter long knight spears in their hands, He Boqiang guessed that it was another heavy cavalry regiment , although it is not the main force of the Constructed Knights, the combat power of the heavy cavalry is quite good. In the case of superior military strength, it is one of the few battle groups that can confront the evil spirits head-on.
During the recent period, troops have been marching to the vicinity of the forest farm. It is probably the news that the evil spirits have built a defensive stronghold on the Moyun Ridge of Ganda Er Mountain, which made the great lords of Bena province sleepless. Time will have so many troops rushed here.
Seeing that three more ostentatious camps were built next to the camp of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment, the temporary market on the side of the hill was nearly double the size of half a month ago, and the tense atmosphere before the war was already in the market. When it is diffused, people will even speed up their pace when walking.
A few days ago, the new caravan bought a large number of red-eyed hyena skins and started to rush to the next military camp. They will not be held back by the war that is about to start here. Corps of business, they are a group of natural travelers.
Early in the morning, the guys in the caravan had already started to pack the tents against the light rain. They unpacked the tents in the rain, tied them up wetly, and then tied them to the horses.
The location of their camp on this hillside is not bad. Some businessmen who came later had already taken a fancy to this place, and they just waited for them to leave and take it first.
On the last two stalls there are some products that are finally ready to be processed. This caravan is mainly engaged in fur trade, but the stewards in the caravan also brought a lot of other things privately. Often before departure, there will be people in the caravan Lay out these private goods and make the last deal.
Often at this time, some people will run to the booth to pick up the leaks with a fluke mentality, because the caravan is about to leave, so everyone knows that there is no return or exchange of the purchased products, and the quality of the purchased products at this time depends entirely on their eyesight .
There are many kinds of goods on the ground stall, but there are no leather goods. Because of the light rain, there are not many people around the stall.
The folks guarding the stalls were getting a little impatient, probably because they didn't want to do business in the rain, but the supplies on the horse team hadn't been sorted out yet, and usually this kind of stalls would not be closed until the moment before departure. They huddled behind the booth like black quail in their rain capes, not bothering to move.
With a Roman sword hanging on his waist, He Boqiang came back from the river slowly. After five stars lit up in his body, he began to feel that his fighting skills could not keep up with the improvement of his physical fitness. So he would go to the river to practice every morning. Red Socks gave up being He Boqiang's sparring partner a week ago. In the past few mornings, Suldak has been practicing battle skills with He Boqiang.
He Boqiang sometimes behaves like an agile and experienced shield warrior, but his fighting skills only exist in some memory fragments and cannot be displayed intermittently, so he is like a man who doesn't know how to fight. academic fighters.
Although Suldak did not go to school at the 'Junior War College' or receive formal training, he has fought on the battlefield for nearly four years and has a wealth of combat experience. The two complement each other perfectly. Both have benefited a lot.
Sometimes the swordsman Bacarel would come to watch the battle in his spare time, and occasionally he would personally teach the two of them some practical sword skills. In the past two days, he has generously taught them a set of sword skills. As a first-rank swordsman, his understanding of sword skills is much higher than that of He Boqiang and Suldak. Gale Swordsman is called 'Swordsmanship Guide'.
Many students in the Swordsman Academy like to call it "Guide Jue". This set of swordsmanship is just an introductory swordsmanship. It is divided into eight styles. There are no complicated fancy movements of maneuvering and dodging, but each sword style can be very coherent. The connection, after Bacarie Swordsman combined his own understanding of this sword technique, seemed to open the door of Suldak and He Boqiang's understanding of sword technique at once.
These days, both of them have made great progress.
Suldak told He Boqiang very excitedly yesterday that he felt that he had made a breakthrough recently, so he went to the logistics department to test his fighter level, and he was actually promoted to a seventh-level fighter.
Walking into the market, He Boqiang was wearing a light leather armor that had been soaked by the rain, and was about to return to the tent to take off the leather armor and dry it well. This kind of leather armor will become hard if it is not handled properly after being exposed to the rain.
Seeing the caravan preparing to set off in the drizzle, He Boqiang also sighed in the letter. Fortunately, this caravan came to buy a large number of red-eyed hyena skins. Otherwise, these skins are rotten here, and I don’t know How long will it be unsalable? The rotten leather market has directly reduced the desire of the soldiers of the 57th Regiment to hunt red-eyed hyenas in the mountains.
At this time, he also saw two stalls placed in the rain. The goods on them were all wet from the rain, some weapons were held in oilcloth, and there were also some old scrolls, blank parchment, copper plates, and military copper pots. , candlesticks, etc., but these goods seem to have traces of use, and they are likely to be unowned relics. No matter how cheap this kind of thing is, soldiers in the barracks will definitely not buy it.
Only some bargain-hunting businessmen and poor folks buy these second-hand goods.
Under the influence of Suldak, He Boqiang was not interested in these things at first, but when he passed by, he found that there were still piles of black briquettes the size of walnuts on the booth, so he stopped in a strange way and stepped back. After taking three steps, return to the front of the stall.
Sure enough, I saw more than 30 magic cores placed on the stall. It seemed that these magic cores had been selected many times, and the rest were shriveled, or there were big defects on them, and they were placed on the carpet. It looks like donkey dung on the ground, and it looks even worse after being soaked in rain.
There are many merchants in this street market who are engaged in the business of purchasing magic cores. Of course, many stalls also sell magic cores. This kind of magic cores that have not been opened with magic spar is also divided into several levels, such as this first-level magic beast product. The purchase price of the small magic core produced in the street market is about 50 silver coins per magic core. Generally, this kind of purchase price can be regarded as non-choosy, and all are accepted.
However, the price of such magic cores sold at street stalls in the street market is much higher. There are also several poor-quality magic cores on the stall of the curly-haired boy Gabi. The magic core can be picked, and the buyer is lucky to buy it back.
He Boqiang has never touched a magic core since he came back from the indigenous tribe. At this time, he saw some magic cores on the booth, and with a slight thought, he reached out and touched a crumpled magic core from the booth.
The caravan guy squatting behind the booth saw that someone was interested in these magic cores that almost no one cared about, so he looked at He Boqiang seriously, and then asked: "What can I do for you, are you interested in these magic cores?" ?"
He Boqiang nodded slightly, but the magic core in his hand did not respond at all, so he put down the magic core and picked up another one.
"These magic cores were all obtained from giant crocodiles in the swamps of the Kempato River. Although they are inconspicuous, although they are all left after being selected by others, at least they are all left by second-level monsters. These There are more or less flaws in the magic core, but the price is higher than the price of a first-level magic beast, eighty silver coins a piece, can you accept this price?"
Probably felt that He Boqiang was not a big financial backer, and the stall owner was not interested in entanglement with He Boqiang, so he directly said the selling price...
(end of this chapter)