Othua's War Banner

Chapter 436 0435: The Cursed Thing

Quema suffered from headaches until her tinnitus rang.

However, Lowndes put forward a hypothesis: "Boss, what if the contents...even the dome or the Frengundo battle banner can't be found?"

Ken stared into the dark hole for a moment in silence.

"Then wait for death."

He said: "Anyway, they are all being targeted, so why not take a look."

Ken Ken opened his legs and moved towards the collapsed defect. After getting closer, he found that there was a ruin inside, with transparent walls, and a light source shone in from the side, and he could vaguely see the wooden facilities.

"Be careful."

Ken reminded followers.

He smelled the earth and grass, and the coolness crept up his legs. Standing among the ruins, he could see the gray sky through the gaps between the stones and the decayed wooden beams, and the swaying, hanging vines.

He felt inexplicably quiet and harmonious.

wow.

Faint grinding sound.

Both Ken and Quema heard it, but Langz remained silent.

Ken fumbled for the weapon vigilantly, and at the same time expanded his gray vision. Through the corner, he could see a bright cluster of light sources, as well as human silhouettes staying quietly in it.

He walked around the wooden frame at the corner. The ages of the books on it were very different, and the names were also in languages ​​from all over the mainland.

This is an empty cave-like depression, the other wall disappears without a trace, and the dim light breaks in unobstructed.

The snow on their faces fell rustlingly, and all they could see was a barren and misty cedar forest, with the sounds of animals, insects and birds from time to time...

It smells of mystery and loneliness.

And in such an environment, there are a few very simple bookshelves, and a rough and old reclining chair, but the skill of the craftsman can be seen from the patina and fine-grained carvings.

A woman in a battered sorcerer's robe sat there.

She has a thin figure, and when viewed from the back, one can see that the fingers flipping the books are also pitifully thin.

"Hello, sorry to bother you."

Ken greeted tentatively.

Sure enough, the other party stopped turning the pages of the book, raised his hand, and a few fur-covered benches appeared out of thin air under the swaying firelight.

The owner of the room also turned around slowly, revealing a slightly tired face.

There were no emotional fluctuations in her eyes, not even surprises or doubts. Just staring at her felt tired, as if all her consciousness had been thrown into the bottomless glacier, and she couldn't even hear the slightest echo.

【Mysterious Sorceress】

"What should I do, should I introduce myself, or should you open my mouth?"

Ken spread his hands to express helplessness.

Still crossing her legs in silence, she put down the book, then propped her chin to observe the three people present, and finally locked her eyes on Ken's face. She looked at Ken's face carefully, and before the atmosphere completely solidified and became weird, she said lightly .

"No... bother, I... called you..."

The voice of the sorceress was like throwing a handful of burning hay down her throat.

It was so hoarse that the audience felt suffocated.

Ken nodded for the other party to continue.

The sorceress didn't change her posture, as if she was meeting two acquaintances at her own home, with a leisurely tone and a lazy attitude: "You have something I'm interested in."

Compared with her eyes, her voice was still hoarse, she shook her other fingers, as if she was pulling a certain silk thread, and said softly: "In the sealed leather bag between the armor, it should be a certain part of a relic. "

Both Kuima and Langz didn't know, so they could only stand vigilantly behind the banner.

Ken showed shock before reaching for it and pulling it out with a little effort.

[Item: Fragment of the Sword of Ruins]

At Ambera Ice Harbor, in order to collect the blood of the Cangcuo Snake, Ken and Langmingway sneaked into the beast sailboat that was about to go south at the pier late at night, not only released the sleeping brutal monster, but also accidentally obtained a fragment.

[Quality: Legend]

It has the breath of ancient times, and with just a short fragment, it can create a very real battlefield illusion.

Ken just put it away out of curiosity.

But after such a long time, I have talked with McGonagall, Queenie, and even Burke and Langmingway successively, but no effective information has been obtained...

Ken gradually forgot about this matter, thinking that as long as the journey continues, sooner or later he will meet someone who knows the goods, and then he will be able to understand the things behind this thing.

"Can you tell me what this is?"

"No."

……

Ken's questioning attitude was very modest, but he didn't seem to get a good response from the other party.

From the beginning, the sorceress only stayed on the things she was interested in. When she first started speaking, she was even jerky, as if she hadn't communicated normally for a long time.

Ken waved his hands and got up to leave.

The sorceress did not hold back, but continued to speak: "It means nothing to you, but I am a person who likes... old things, such as the latest books you have seen around, they may be dozens of times your age. "

Ken looked surprised: "You want to buy from me?"

"No, I have no money."

The sorceress still shook her head, but managed to stand up, reached out to reach the wooden frame far away, stretched her arms, and frowned slightly.

Both Quema and Lowndes worried that the guy might faint at any moment.

Ken showed great patience.

He has a hunch that this matter will be beneficial to him. Although you may criticize this intuition as being similar to a blind gambler, based on past experience, he still believes that it will be better.

The sorceress finally found the thick tome she wanted.

She opened the interlayer and took out something wrapped in oil-soaked parchment. It was also a fragment, but it was a fragment of some kind of metal or gemstone. It was similar to the texture of the Lan Po Whirling on her neck, but it felt more gloomy.

"You should have come into contact with it, Proverbs, Shards, I don't know what you call this kind of thing now."

The sorceress calmly handed over the entire parchment.

Ken took it nervously, and waited for the next step.

She said: "I heard you seem to be looking for a mount. There are not many things that can be exchanged around me, but if you are capable enough, this gift will guide you to get what you want."

The sorceress did not retract her hand, but spread it out naturally, as if waiting for something.

She added: "I follow the principle of equivalent exchange. If you want, you can try. I am very tired and don't have the time and energy to explain something to you."

[You met a mysterious guy who offered to exchange the uncracked proverb fragments for your relic sword fragments. 】

Ken stood there in thought for a long time.

【The other party is waiting for your reply, and the time will not be too long. If you hesitate any longer, you will refuse. 】

He thought for a while, and handed the fragments out before the hands couldn't hold it anymore.

(End of this chapter)