"The carapace of the red wolf spider is light and hard, almost as hard as steel, but ten times lighter than steel. Take a piece off, and you can take it to the nearby craftsman market and ask someone to process it into a shield. Wear it on your body.
It’s very convenient and can be used as a float to help you swim across the river when necessary.”
After the war, Bertol was cleaning up the battlefield. This was a battlefield that belonged to the three of them. To be precise, it was a battlefield that belonged to him and the red wolf spider. Talinnam knew that he had once again hit the mark perfectly. Except for shooting at the spider.
A few arrows had no other effect throughout the whole process. But Berto was different. In the end, he just smashed the spider's head with a hammer.
"Sir, may I take the liberty to ask?..."
"no."
Before Talinam could ask, he was interrupted by Berto.
"You still don't know what I want to ask..."
Talinnam stood aside and complained.
"I will answer you after I have had enough rest. Now, hurry up and get something useful."
Berto said. He took off his weapon, sat on a large stone pier, and panted.
Talinnam suppressed the nausea in his body and cut some useful treasures from the spider. For example, the spider carapace that Berto just mentioned, and those long King Kong legs, which are meat... In the black market,
Spider meat is a rare delicacy of meat. It is processed into various spider meat cakes and sold to imperial diners. Imperial nobles who are tired of eating delicacies sometimes have a soft spot for this kind of heavy-flavored food. According to Berto
It is said that if it is a pregnant female spider, its eggs are very good food. And Talinnam is just glad that this spider is not pregnant, otherwise, collecting those densely packed spider eggs with viscous liquid, there may be risks from time to time.
It is definitely an unforgettable experience to see one or two newly hatched baby spiders.
Then there is the spider venom. Talinnam cut off the venom sac from the body cavity of the dead spider. The venom stored in the venom sac can be sold to certain poison dealers and used to make poison or toxins. It is the favorite of assassins and hunters.
What it does is smear poison on its own weapons. However, this red wolf spider is obviously a melee spider, and its venom is not very toxic. In other words, compared to other organs on its body, the venom is obviously a low-level trophy.
.But you have to collect them, because these are money...
After tinkering for an entire afternoon, Talinnam removed all the "treasures" from the giant spider, divided them into several bags, and prepared to transport them to the nearest market for sale. To Talinam's surprise, the wandering knight's
The foal was still there. It was nowhere to be seen in the previous fight. Talinnam thought it was dead, crushed to death by the collapsing tower, or scared away. However, he didn't see the horse until after the work was over.
The strong war horse was still where it was. It didn't know when it came back, and it came back quietly.
"Get some rest. I will hire a carriage tomorrow and then put the loot on the carriage and transport it away. Otherwise, we two can't move so many things."
After resting enough, Berto stood up slowly from the stone pier and walked over to talk.
"Can't you just let it carry you?"
Talinnam pointed to the knight's horse with a smile on his face.
"No. The knight's horse is a war horse, not a pack horse. It is a comrade in arms, not an animal carrying goods."
Berto was obviously a little angry. Talinnam felt that he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.
…
When the full moon rose, a bonfire was lit beside the forest path. Talinnam used local materials and picked up materials from the ruins of the tower that collapsed during the day to build the fire.
"Sir, I still want to ask you that question..."
In the dancing firelight, Talinnam couldn't help but said something again. But now the old knight seemed to be in a much better mood, his face was rosy, as if the day's battle consumption was nothing to him.
"Just ask."
Berto said happily while drinking a small drink.
"Are you a Bretonnian knight or an Imperial knight? Or a knight from somewhere further away?"
"Bretonnia."
The old knight read while chewing the burnt spider meat. He didn't look chivalrous at all...
"Bratonia, I heard that there are many knights there, and they are divided into different levels. Which one do you belong to?"
"Who told you this?"
The old knight asked, continuing to chew the spider meat carelessly.
"My lord Rod." Talinnam said proudly, "He often tells me about the customs and customs of the Old World continent, the characteristics of each country, the geographical environment, etc."
"It seems that Lord Rhodes in your mouth is still a learned lord."
Berto said.
"A small frontier lord who knows so much is also an anomaly."
he continued.
"Sir, you haven't answered my last question yet?"
Talinnam reminded that this question has been hidden in his mind for a long time. But there has never been a suitable time to ask it.
"Oh, Adventure Knight."
Berto said casually.
"Adventure Knight? Lord Rhodes told me about Adventure Knight, but what is your fighting style?"
Tarynham asked questions step by step.
"What happened to my fighting style?"
Berto said, spitting out a piece of insect shell stuck to the meat.
"I heard that the knights of Bretonnia don't like to use long-range weapons, especially crossbows and muskets..."
Tarynham asked.
"Who did you listen to?"
"Lord Rhodes..."
"Well, I have to say that your Lord Rhodes knows a lot, but what I must say is that in my kingdom, those knights are pedantic and stubborn guys." Berto said, taking a sip of wine.
, wiped his mouth, and continued, "Without crossbows and guns, they think they are gods?"
Talinnam was speechless. It was the first time he encountered such a knight... This completely subverted his understanding of knights.
"Humans, human beings' physical fitness is not very good to begin with. In terms of brute strength, they are not as good as beasts and greenskins, in terms of physical strength, they are not as good as dwarves, and in terms of agility and observation, they are not as good as elves. These shortcomings need to be made up for with tools. Talk about glory with beastmen.
?Fighting head-on? I really don’t know what the Lady of the Lake thinks? Knights are just the strongest among humans. It is true to protect the weak, but they must charge head-on and have a fair duel. This is nonsense. It is inherently unfair physically.
Besides, who told you about a glorious duel on the battlefield? When ten beastmen surround you and fight, they won't say it's unfair. As long as they can kill you, they don't care if they call for a hundred or a thousand more."
Bertolt spoke incessantly. It was like sarcasm, but also like complaining. Tarinham was dumbfounded as he listened. This was the first time he heard that knights did not pay attention to honor, or in other words, in Bertot's eyes,
Here, he has his own different view of glory. It is different from the view of glory of most Bretonnian knights. In the eyes of the old knight Bertolt, it seems that as long as he can defeat his opponent, no matter what method he uses, he can use a long-range crossbow
In his eyes, guns and muskets are just tools and have nothing to do with glory.
Talinnam suddenly remembered something. He remembered that Rhodes once told him that after a series of penance adventures, a small number of Bretonnia's adventure knights could receive the blessing of the Lady of the Lake and be promoted to
Holy Grail Knight. But according to Berto's character, it is estimated that he will never be able to obtain the blessing of the Lady of the Lake in his life... This can also explain why he is still exploring at such an old age... Maybe his strength has already exceeded the level of the Adventure Knight.
However, above this, there are empty ranks. No knight can be promoted to the Holy Grail Knight without receiving the blessing of the Lady of the Lake...