Chapter 44

"Urien is not a poor aristocrat. He is the surname of the ancient king. There have been many great kings... Wait, what do you say your name is?" Gawain almost stopped breathing. His nose was sour and he felt like crying.

"Varian, what's the matter? I think it's a good name. I've never heard someone call 'Varian', which I just figured out. What's up? Does it sound good?" Lancelot looked at Gawain and wondered why Gawain reacted so much.

Isn't it just a name?

We used a lot of pseudonyms when we were adventuring around the world with your mother!

But the best name is Marcus.

The old guy basically changed his name to a woman and showed mercy everywhere for fear of being beaten in an accident.

When I first saw him, he seemed to be beaten by a female creature and couldn't take care of himself?

If your mother hadn't saved him, he would have died 800 times!

But that guy is also powerful. He has at least a hundred names, right? There are so many female creatures. It's clear which name corresponds to which one. It can't be wrong!

It's a terrible memory!

Even your mother said that Marcus has a good brain. If he had learned magic since childhood, he would have become a high-level mage. It is possible for a mage.

Unfortunately, after all, life experience determines everything.

Gawain was in a trance.

not bad

You say "Varian" is a good name?

What's good?

Anduin is the little prince, and Varian is the king!

Why do you take this alias with such a strong hint?

The problem is, I really can't say this name!

It's such a bloody story. Why don't you give it up?

"Not good, not at all!"

Gao Wen quickly shook his head like a rattle: "well, I'll give you a name: lotsa, just lotsa, how about it?"

"Lothar? Sounds good, but I prefer Varian... Well, don't stare at me. You're a prince. Listen to you. What about the surname? A knight should have a surname?" Lancelot asked again.

Gawain didn't dare to say that in fact, Lothar is not a name, just a surname.

Lothar's full name is actually "Anduin Lothar", which can be regarded as the uncle of "King Varian".

The name of little prince Anduin is actually what king Varian started in memory of Lothar

"Don't worry so much. It's just an alias. No one asks your last name. In front of outsiders, your name is Lothar!"

Gao Wen had a headache. He rubbed his temples and quickly opened the topic: "Knight Lothar, it's getting dark. We should find a place to rest. It's unwise to hurry at night! Besides, after walking for a long time, my leg is about to break!"

"The Jackal plains have no place to rest."

Lancelot still has some regrets that he can't be called "Varian".

But finding a place to spend the night is really important.

He squinted around and suddenly pointed in a direction and said, "look! There's a cabin over there! Let's go there for the night!"

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There really is a cabin.

Although the Jackal plains are dangerous, they are not dangerous everywhere.

After all, it is 3000 square kilometers, much larger than most counties and districts, and almost as large as some smaller prefectures and cities.

Five thousand jackals were scattered inside, which was not as dense as expected.

Adventurers who have been active in this area for many years must know it very well. It's not surprising that there are some places to rest.

After approaching, Gao Wen found that the cabin was not too small, and there was a dilapidated yard.

It is almost as big as the yard of ordinary people in rural areas. It is battered by wind and rain and dilapidated. It is roughly estimated that it must have a history of hundreds of years.

There is no one in it, and there are no living things.

I can't even cover the storm. There's air leakage everywhere.

But it's good. It's better than nothing.

In the wilderness, if there is such a place to rest, the safety factor has been improved a lot.

"Irene, you rest first. You watch at night." Gawain commanded.

The dark vision of the elf Archer is very strong. She and the jackals can only keep watch at night.

Irene nodded, but did not enter the house. Instead, she jumped to the roof in three or two steps, leaned against the chimney with her bow and arrow, and closed her eyes.

The feather moon sentinel has its own set of survival rules in the wild.

They will not really fall asleep and remain vigilant at all times, but they can also recover their energy, which is somewhat similar to the mage's meditation.

The three jackals also slept in the corner.

Lancelot took the silver hand recruits, carefully looked at the cabin, then chose a suitable position and remained on guard.

Gao Wen sighed and found a place to sit down and massage his legs and feet.

After walking for a long time, he really can't stand it.

Although the injury recovered long ago, the physical quality is still very poor, even the villagers of Jinsha village can't compare with it.

It's amazing to walk for such a long time!

It was getting dark and night fell.

Gawain was also sleepy and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a low voice woke him up.

"There's a situation!"

It's Irene's voice.

For a moment, everyone woke up, and Gawain got up with a magic wand in one hand and a sword in the other.

"Someone is coming! There are six people in all!"

Irene's voice sounded: "southeast! Black robe, black hood, can't see the face! There's an iron demon statue!"

Iron demon statue?

Gawain is an inspiration.

There is an iron demon statue!

Iron demons are not easy to deal with!

Alchemists and mages like to make magic images to drive, act as guards and coolies.

The 44 emerald magic statues of evil mages and the standard level 4 magic statues have made the whole Jinsha village suffer.

If Gawain hadn't thought of a way to lead it to the cellar, he couldn't climb up. I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to deal with it!

Finally, dozens of villagers rushed up and smashed it with all kinds of messy things before destroying the jade magic statue.

The iron magic image is stronger than the jade magic image.

This magic statue made of steel is twice as tall as an adult and weighs 5000 pounds. It can press people into meat patties by weight alone.

Its power is greater than that of the legendary Orc warrior. It is immune to most spells. Its attack accuracy is amazing, and its attack speed is very fast and difficult to deal with.

Of course, it is not really without shortcomings.

The speed of the iron magic image is only half that of ordinary people. It is not flexible, and it doesn't know any combat skills. The combat mode is straight.

If you don't have to fight, just run. Anyway, it can't run you.

Moreover, the body of the iron magic image is made of steel, which is afraid of all corrosive liquids and gases, including strong acid. Once the joints or other core parts are corroded, they are basically scrapped.

This thing is definitely more expensive than the sapphire statue.

The material for making the body alone requires almost 1500 gold coins, the soul to manipulate the body, various exquisite internal structures and corresponding spells, as well as the energy core to urge the magic image.

According to Lancelot, a standard iron demon statue is worth at least 10000 gold coins, and there is no market for it.

It's normal to sell twenty or thirty thousand gold coins to people in urgent need.

After all, making iron magic statues takes time. Without improving the production line, mages and alchemists generally make several for their own use and will not consider selling them at all.

There are almost no pure alchemists in this world. Most alchemists are mages, and a few are other professions.

A pure alchemist with little combat effectiveness is unlikely to appear in the wilderness under the night.

Therefore, if there is no accident, there must be at least one mage among those black robed people!

In this case, the others are either companions of the mage or followers of the mage.

If you are a companion, you can be recognized by the mage. It is by no means simple. At least it is a level 2 weapon, or higher.

If you are an attendant, you are likely to have magical equipment, which is also difficult to deal with.

Gao Wen's heart sank:

We're in trouble!