Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 779 Destruction (3)
Goodwin was leaning under a pine tree to catch his breath. A shimmering coin fell next to him, which caught Goodwin's attention.
Goodwin subconsciously reached out and touched it, and immediately, a coin with a sticker of the Goddess of Wealth and Trade appeared in his eyes.
God gold coins!
I made a fortune this time!
Lady Luck is here!
Thank you for the good luck you have bestowed upon me!
Goodwin's eyes widened and he couldn't help but grin.
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God's gold coin is a common currency in the continent of Toril, officially issued by the Church of Wealth. Each god's gold coin will contain a little bit of the divine power of the Goddess of Wealth.
The reason why gold coins of gods first appeared was because it was difficult to carry large amounts of gold galleons.
Transactions of tens of thousands of gold coins between big merchants often create a huge burden, making transportation and storage inconvenient, and therefore often lead to buying and selling disputes.
So when big businessmen came to the Goddess of Wealth Church to pray to the goddess, the Goddess of Wealth created this kind of gold coin.
One god's gold coin can be exchanged for a thousand gold galleons, but in fact the price of the god's gold coin is much more than this.
Because this currency with the divine power of the gods has many uses, it is even a necessary material for some major spells and alchemy items.
So in fact, one god gold coin can be exchanged for about 1,200 gold galleons, and the price is even higher on some black markets!
The seriously injured Knight of the Silver Hand smiled happily, as if the injuries on his body no longer hurt that much.
This matter is still being discussed in the void.
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The Storm War God finally burst out laughing:
"Hahaha! Look, I knew he could win. I will inform all the Storm Temple about what happened here, so that everyone in the world can see what an outstanding young man I have!"
After speaking, the Storm War God left in a swaggering manner.
Only the remaining figure looked at Goodwin's figure, his eyes flashing...
After breathing for dozens of minutes, or perhaps several hours, Goodwin finally stood up reluctantly. He did not choose to go down the mountain rashly, but first went to the abandoned goods of the caravan and found some hams and hams that had been abandoned by them.
Pickle vegetables and cook on the spot.
As the sun gradually sets, Goodwin's fatigue and injuries gradually recover. Although the wound on his shoulder will still take some time to heal, it is no longer a problem.
After eating a whole ham into his stomach, Goodwin took out a whole large ham again. This was originally the caravan's rations for more than ten days, so it was an advantage for him.
After cutting the whole ham, he took out the iron pot and started to cook the soup.
Goodwin doesn't have to worry about the orc tribe coming back. With Thaddeus' head here, these orcs are just a mob no matter how strong they are.
He just hopes to fill his stomach quickly and find a place to sleep. After two consecutive days of fighting, he is already very tired.
I thought that I was ordered by Grand Duke Gros to perform a special mission, but so far I have found nothing.
I want to speed up, but my hands are always tied up. Since setting off, I have fought several battles, large and small, with heavy casualties and little gains. I can't help but sigh deeply.
After being promoted to the Holy Domain, he thought that he could kill everyone. Although he was not as talented as Iros, the adopted son of Grand Duke Gros, at least he could get a territory before he was twenty years old.
As a result, in the eight years since he entered the battlefield at the age of sixteen, he has participated in countless battles, big and small. The total number of orcs and bandits who died at his hands may have exceeded a thousand, but he only received the title of a Knight of the Silver Hand.
title.
Although it is remarkable that he has reached this point as a civilian, it is not enough!
"It's ridiculous that I can't even complete a simple escort mission, so I still expect to change my destiny?"
Goodwin took a spoon and stirred the thick soup in the pot, laughing endlessly. After all, it is a legend that gods and gods kill gods and Buddhas.
You have to keep working hard, Goodwin thought to himself.
He must hurry up on the task entrusted to him by the Grand Duke of Gross. Only by completing the Grand Duke's commission as soon as possible, or at least completing part of it first, can he realize part of his dream.
The sun is gradually setting, the soup in the pot is boiling, and the potatoes in the firewood pile are roasting.
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At this time, a knight riding an armored horse suddenly appeared from the mountainside.
He wears a gorgeous kite helmet, with colorful feathers swaying in the cold wind. His body is covered by a full-body plate armor. He holds a one-handed sword burning with white flames in his left hand, and the kite shield hangs on his
of the right foot.
He carries a large wooden box on his back, which is composed of many small boxes. His family emblem is painted on the armor - a red and blue kite shield pattern, with a vivid image of a leaping lion.
"May I ask where your friend is from? Oh! It turns out you are the Knight of the Silver Hand. I have admired you for a long time! Could you please let me, a passing traveler, have a rest together?"
The knight saw Goodwin from a distance, and he quickly confirmed that he was also a knight through the warhammer beside Goodwin and the Knights of the Silver Hand badge on his chest:
"Did you just go through a battle? I have medicine here, do you need help?"
"Where do you come from as a knight?" Out of politeness, Goodwin got up and responded politely.
"I am the knight of the Lady of the Lake. I come from Connet County in Batoria. I came here to pursue the Holy Grail."
The knight gradually approached on horseback. He had a decent appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beautiful goatee. He was about thirty years old. He was full of energy and his eyes were shining.
The armor was decorated with golden tassels and ribbons. He noticed the blood stains on Goodwin's body and the severe damage to the armor. In order to show that he had no ill intentions, he put away his one-handed sword:
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"Are you injured? Did you encounter a battle?"
"Your Excellency is so powerful!"
Goodwin was about to answer, but when the knight approached, he took a breath of cold air.
It turned out that the knight's horse was dragging a large net behind it, which was filled with orc heads, at least thirty or fifty.
"Is this the head of Minotaur? Did you kill Minotaur?"
The knight also noticed the huge bull head that Goodwin put aside:
"It's not easy to kill the Minotaur. Is it you who made the loud noise on the top of the mountain ahead?"
"Exactly, I destroyed this evil beast for the God of Storm War, and I spent a lot of effort in it."
Goodwin said that, but in fact his eyes were fixed on this expedition.
Yes, in the previous conversation, he had been able to confirm that the person in front of him was an expedition who followed the oracle of the Lake Fairy and left his own country to embark on his own path to the Holy Grail.
If the moral integrity of the Holy Grail Knights can be reassuring, the quality standards of the expedition are uneven.
Some of them are comparable to the Knights of the Holy Grail, possessing all eight virtues.
Some are only slightly better than those wandering knights, just to name a few.
As we all know, those who can pass the test, fulfill the mission of the Lake Fairy and drink from the Holy Grail must be a person of high moral character.
"Is that really a pity?" The knight shrugged and sighed: "I still want to dedicate this Minotaur's head to the lady. It seems that I have to hunt for the next valuable prey."
Hearing this, Goodwin breathed a sigh of relief. At least for the first meeting, this knight was pretty good:
"Sit down, you are a guest from afar. There is nothing more comfortable than drinking thick soup on a winter night, what do you think?"
"Hahaha! Great, thank you. By the way, Mr. Knight of the Silver Hand, I haven't asked your name yet?"
Yuan Zheng got off his tall horse. Goodwin noticed that the horse was huge, with neat and wide teeth. It was heavily armored but not tired. It was strolling in the middle of winter and among the mountains. His eyes were full of emotion for Yu Yu.
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When its eyes shifted to Goodwin's stew, Goodwin could see the desire in its eyes again.
An excellent war horse just like a human being, this is undoubtedly a pure-blooded elf war horse unique to Batoria. The export of this precious war horse is strictly prohibited in the Knight Kingdom.
Although there is some gap compared to Sharma, it is not inferior by much.
"My name is Goodwin, 'Sledgehammer' Goodwin, captain of the Silver Hand Knights of the Principality of the Shire." Goodwin stretched out his hand.
"My name is Solomon, the only son of Duke Mousilon. I am now an expeditionary knight."
The person who came was none other than Solomon, the talented knight who was defeated by Iros in the tournament in Batoria.
After failing to obtain the Holy Grail and become a Holy Grail Knight, Solomon embarked on an expedition, vowing to rely on his own strength to gain the true recognition of the Fairy of the Lake and become a Holy Grail Knight.