Jerous climbed up in the carriage, and without waiting to sit down, he untied a bag from his back. The bag made a jingle sound, and he knew it was a lot of coins at the first glance.

"This is yours," Geros placed the bag next to Dagon, and then sat down slowly with the cargo box next to him. "These include rewards from the rescue team, bounty for eliminating kidnappers, and allowances and nutritional expenses you gave due to the injury to the battle. The caravan handled a batch of spoils in Lionheart Town, and there were your dividends, a total of 322 gold coins, seven silver coins, and two copper coins."

"Then I'll accept it." Dagon reached out and took the purse and put it into his residential area.

Originally, he thought Dagon would give in politely, but he prepared a lot of words for this, but it was useless. For a moment, Geros's thoughts were broken and he almost forgot what he wanted to say. Fortunately, he saw Dagon's naked upper body wrapped in a bandage, and finally remembered it.

"I have seen your armor shirt with someone, but it cannot be repaired. It is only a small problem to be penetrated by the sword. What cannot be dealt with is lightning. That guy Borge's lightning is very strange. The armor pieces inside the armor are fused together, and the ropes are almost completely burned out. I showed your armor to the craftsmen, and they all said that this armor should be buried with his master, and there is no need to repair it, and there is no way to repair it."

"So, the armor saved my life."

"It's definitely like this." Geros pulled out a towel to wipe the sweat from his neck and said, "This is so hot, and I suddenly missed the heavy rain a while ago. The surface of your armor and the pieces inside melted, but the rain soaked your clothes inside, taking away a lot of heat, which saved you."

"That armor was a souvenir given to me by my parents, but my father said that excellent weapons and armor only seek to have brilliant glory on the battlefield, and never hope to rust on the display rack. I thank the armor for help, but if I can't repair it well, I won't force it."

"Do you Jiangu people need to hold some kind of farewell or burial ceremony for your armor?"

Dargon shook his head with a smile. "We have made thousands of armors, and it is impossible to hold a funeral for them. As long as the user of the armor is alive, it is the greatest memory of the armor - and just think about it in your heart."

"That's good. I'll let the bucket hoop use your old armor as material to transform Borge's armor and wear it to you then."

"Will they build armor?"

"Their career is a gemmaster, and they are also good at creating gold and jewelry. Armor is considered a side job. After the Bart brothers left, there were no full-time blacksmiths in the caravan, so the Bucket Hoop couple worked part-time, and it would be good to make more money." Geros patted Dagon's shoulder and said, "They said it was their intention to repair the armor for you. If you have any ideas about the new armor, you can find them at any time."

"Then I have to go and see." Dagon was about to act, and Geros stopped him.

"There is something to tell you about the town of White Horse." Jerouss took two sips of cigarettes and said, "I got the news from the caravan that the Earl of Bal and the Elves of the Boar Castle arrived in the town of White Horse, and restored the order there. Now the Town of White Horse is under the Town of Bal, for three years until he convened the Grand Athletics next time. In the competition, the winner with the official knight title will become the new lord of White Horse Town, with the title of Baron and subordinate to the Count of Bal."

"Oh, so that's how it was handled. This has nothing to do with us, right?"

"You don't want to be a lord, and I don't want to. This aspect does not matter. But Borge was characterized as a robber, and his death was the fire between the robbers."

Geros stopped and spit out smoke into the sky. The smoke was not a cloud. When a gust of hot wind hit, it was blown away and no trace could be left. "We became robbers, Dagon."

"Are you wanted?"

"That's not. Only the Elf Governor knows our identity, and we all know that the Elf Governor is in Borge's mansion. So, this is probably a silent tacit understanding, or the Elf Governor doesn't care about us at all, and doesn't want to share information with Count Ball. The current public news is: a passing bandit clashed with Borge's bandit gang, and both sides killed each other, and only a few escaped, and it's no longer a climax."

Dagon thought about it and was not promoted to become a knight who conquers evil and promotes good. This is certainly disappointing, but his goal of fighting has been completed and victory is already in hand. It doesn’t matter what the bystanders say. “Jeros, do you think it’s because they don’t want to give us the bounty to destroy the robbers?”

"It's true that there is such a possibility." Geros's expression was still serious. He said: "Dagon, when you were in Baima Town, you were seen by many residents. They didn't know your name, so they gave you a bad nickname called Baima Fierce Tu."

Dargon shook his beard, shook his head, and said, "This nickname is not good, but I don't think it's mine."

"I think so," said Geros. "Okay, you just need not take it to heart."

Dagon turned his head, looked at Geros, and asked, "It seems like you have something to say?"

"I know a few young people, with the dream of justice and doing what they think is right. Later, he... they are called troublemakers, troublemakers by people who do not understand, and are also charged with bad guys and evildoers by speculators who want to gain power. The young people disappeared. Sometimes they miss them very much, but they don't regret not seeing them, they just have some regrets."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

"How come you have such unfounded ideas? It's really hard for dwarves to communicate." Geros held his pipe in his mouth, waved his hand hard, and said with his mouth tilted: "Please keep your money well. If your body can bear it, you should still move more and recover quickly. Look at me, you can run around, and you always sit, this won't work."

"I'm practicing magic power, not sitting stupidly. In addition, I have a lot of activities when I watch at night, and you just slept and didn't see it."

Jeros didn't argue with Dagon, and the convoy had many things to deal with. Dagon sat for a while, completed the mana cycle of lying and sitting positions, and then climbed out of the car to find the bucket hoop couple.

It is impossible to set up a stove on the moving car, and it becomes extremely impossible to hit and hit the bumpy road. When Dagon found two people, they were playing chess to pass the time, and whoever lost would have to wash the other party's socks. It is said that Bud Bucket Hoop had lost 20,000 times and would have to wash his wife's socks in his life.

"Dagon, slow down." Bard Bucket Hoop took the opportunity to push the board away, killing the game, and then put Dagonla, who obviously didn't need help, get on the car. "There are many things there and it's quite crowded, come here to sit. Be careful of the anvil next to you, don't get hit when the car sways."

"Are you here to see your armor?" Agna Bucket Hoop touched his beard and said in a low voice: "We are waiting for you, let's show you this. But don't be surprised or exposed. This armor is such a good thing."

The two dwarves moved the chessboard, and there was a box below. After opening it, the armor was inside. Borge's armor contained many parts, the core of which was the chest plaster depicting the faucet, and the other parts included arm guards, shoulder guards, knee guards, shin guards, neck guards and skirt armor, which were scattered in a large number. This set of armor was also struck by lightning, and still emitted a faint burning smell, making it difficult not to think of the battle that day.

"That day I followed the boss to pack up the trophy. I saw a portrait of a few years old in Borge's room. The people in the picture didn't recognize him, but were wearing Borge's armor. I noticed that there were some gem decorations on the armor of the portrait, and there was a gem necklace with a special style on the neck. They were all used only on spell armor, so I took care to put away the painting."

Bard licked his lips and was very proud of his meticulousness. "I found the gem decorations and necklaces in the painting in the treasure box in the box in Borge's room. It was indeed some elemental gems, but they were scattered. I kept them and suggested that our captain bring back the armor that Borge was wearing as a spoil."

"This armor was struck by lightning, but it did not melt. Its quality is definitely better than the armored shirt you had before. We put the elemental gems back and slowly repaired it, basically restoring the function of the armor. This is a lazy armor. Hey, Dagon, do you know the lazy armor?"

Dagon nodded. "Lazy armor means that after wearing the core components, the other parts can be positioned and connected to each other, so it is very easy to wear and does not require help from others. Generally, this rune ability will be designed on the whole body armor. Is this breastplate also a rune?"

"Yes, it's a rune, but it's designed very secretly, as if it's deliberately hiding it." Agna took out her armor and showed the inside of the neck guard to Dagon. "Look, the rune is here, very small, with a shallow mark, and is hidden under the cushioning and anti-wearing leather mat. Generally, no one will regard the neck guard as the core part, right?"

Dagon shook his head, he had never seen it before.

"This armor is very strange. The elemental gems are inlaid on the breastplate, but they have no function. The gem necklace on the portrait is useless to wear on the neck. Only by installing the elemental gems on it in its original arrangement and specifically on the neck protection and becoming part of the neck protection can this armor have complete functions."

"We have been thinking and trying for a long time before we discovered this function. You have to wear a neck protection first, and then put a breastplate to activate the runes inside, which is not possible in reverse." The couple of bucket hoops said: "There are definitely very complicated reasons for designing this function, otherwise they would not go around like this. However, his technology is indeed very good. This armor is quite precious and of high quality. It can also be regarded as a good thing for family heirlooms in our Jian Gu clan."

"That's too expensive," said Dagon.

"Hey, don't think so much. When they - I mean Maip - looked at it, they judged this armor as a damaged exquisite breastplate, which means it's not very valuable. They can't understand it, it's not our fault, right? We dwarves are armor masters, and the value they can dig out is different. That's our own ability. You take such a great risk to save our couple, and it's our intention to repair this armor to give it to you. We are just repairing it, not making it, and it's just handicrafts, nor raw materials, so you must not mention the word "primeness" again."
Chapter completed!