My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

Chapter 89: Silver-tier Equipment Is Trash

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Several carriages drove through Blackmoon Town.

The caravan guard who was in charge of driving the carriages looked at Allen, who was in the first carriage, as he introduced Blackmoon Castle’s changes to Zeke and Zenoah. He remained silent.

They should have felt very happy after they survived the calamity, but for some reason, they did not feel happy. Allen had wiped out all 50 members from the Bloody Hand Bandit Gang. He took the opportunity to take their weapons and even their clothes. He said, “Young Master Watson might be able to use it, especially this thorny glove. It’s a bronze-tier weapon.”.

That was not the end of it.

After he seized the spoils of war, Allen inquired and learned that the goods that Zeke and the others had brought from Monte Town had been taken by the remaining bandits. After he asked for the location of the carriages, Allen left on his liger. He was ready to go deal with the remaining members from the Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang.

When he returned half an hour later, the bandits had been wiped out. Only a few of the smarter ones, who saw that the situation was not right, had managed to escape. Who would have thought that the famous Bloodied-hand Bandit Gang would be wiped out by a Blackmoon Castle guard that day?

Other than the original goods, all the other items that the bandit gang seized had also been recovered. The items included weapons, armors, and a few thousand gold coins. If Zeke did not stop him, Allen even wanted to ambush the bandit gang’s lair to see if he could remove the other members as well. Unfortunately, he could not figure out who they were.

“No wonder Lord Zeke and Lord Zenoah were so calm when they angered the Mage Guild. They said that they would not be afraid as long as they could return to Blackmoon Castle. It turns out they have such powerful elites there. I wonder if it’s the same with all the other guards?”

A guard at the back of the carriage whispered to his commander, Lucas, who sat beside him.

Allen had taken their place on their initial carriage, which still smelled of blood.

Lucas did not answer the question, but another person beside him said, “How is that possible? That Allen is a silver-tier warrior. He was only that powerful because he had gold-tier armor on him. Do you know how much that is worth? If Blackmoon Castle equipped all their guards with similar weapons, they would be bankrupt.”

“Alright, focus on your driving. Even though we have entered Blackmoon Town, who knows if there are other dangers? Don’t let your guard down.” Lucas waved his hand.

“Yes, Captain Lucas.”

After he reprimanded his team members, Lucas took a look at the carriage that headed toward them. He was envious and excited.

He thought that Zeke and Zenoah had treated the guards very well; that was why he had followed the twins wholeheartedly. However, it seemed like Young Master Watson treated his subordinates even better. He had never even heard of gold-tier equipment before that. historical

Was generosity contagious? Did Lord Zeke’s family have a generous personality? Suddenly, Lucas wanted to join Blackmoon Castle. He did not want much; perhaps a piece of silver-tier equipment would do.

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“There are more than ten pieces of bronze-tier equipment, including the thorny gloves. In addition, there are 100 iron-tier longswords and 200 sets of iron-tier armor. These are the items that I found on the bandits’ bodies. I wonder if you are satisfied with that, Young Master Zenoah, Young Master Zeke?

Those equipment were not worth much. They were not as valuable as the contribution he had made when he saved the two young masters. He believed Young Master Watson would definitely reward him handsomely.

Zeke and Zenoah looked at each other and said, “Let’s not talk about this for now. But, Allen, how did you become so strong?”

They remembered Allen was only a silver-tier warrior two months before that, and he had only bronze-tier equipment. That was his reward as the captain of the guards. The other guards did not have the same privilege. So how did he get gold-tier equipment in such a short time?

Had Blackmoon Castle struck gold?

They did not only build a silver-tier wall that spanned dozens of kilometers, but they also changed their guards’ equipment. Did they get their wealth from the defeated manors, or did Allen have some fortuitous encounter?

As they enjoyed the scenery along the way, Zeke and Zenoah could see the manors surrounded by trees as maids went in and out of the buildings. They also saw guards on two-winged ligers as they patrolled the spacious road, and then there were people dressed in labor attires. Those people were always in groups of two or three.

Zeke could guarantee that the road in front of him was definitely the best he had ever seen in a town. It was as smooth as jade and had a milky-white luster. Even if the horse carriage moved faster, not a single stone would fly. There was not even a speck of dust on the road.

It seemed like the road was not made of ordinary stones. There were fields surrounded by fences on both sides of the road, and there was crystal-colored wheat in those fields. It swayed with the wind, and one could smell the fragrance from afar. If it were not inconvenient in the carriage, Zeke would have wanted to go down and have a taste.

Zeke wondered if he had returned to the wrong place. Perhaps he was at the capital of a certain country and not Blackmoon Castle?

“Young Masters, I can’t explain it in detail. You will know when we get to the castle! As for my equipment, please, allow me to keep you in suspense. You should go to Blackmoon Castle to see it for yourself. I believe you will be amazed when you see it.” Allen revealed a mysterious smile.

“We are already very surprised now,” Zeke and Zenoah said in unison. They were very excited to see the new Blackmoon Castle.

About half an hour later, the carriage traveled along the ring-shaped road and arrived at the highest point in the center. There was a steeple-roofed mansion in front of them, and it was surrounded by towering walls. There was a huge training field at the front gate, where more than ten guards in armor and had long swords in their hands were training.

Different types of combat aura collided as it made ear-piercing sounds and illuminated the training field.

“Judging from the color of the armor on these people, they should be silver-tier! It seems that gold-tier equipment is not common in the castle. No matter how powerful Watson is right now, it is still too excessive to give each guard a set of gold-tier equipment.”

When they arrived at the castle, Zeke got off the carriage with Lucas and a few other guards. As he had stayed in the caravan for a while, his eyesight had sharpened, and it allowed him to determine the quality of the weapons easily.

He looked at the armor on the Blackmoon Knights and confirmed that they were only silver-tier.

When Lucas and the others heard his words, they also nodded as if they agreed with him—it was impossible for all the guards to have gold-tier equipment. The great noblemen in the kingdom might be able to offer that, but they were at a remote place at the border; they would not have such luxury.

It seemed that Allen was an exception; that was how the caravan guards comforted themselves. Even though it was equally surprising for all of them to be equipped with silver-tier equipment, they would still be able to accept that.

Allen smiled as if he could see through their thoughts. However, he did not say anything; he signaled for them to enter the castle.

As they approached the training field, the voice of a Blackmoon Knight reached their ears.

“Move faster. Young Master Watson said that the last person in this month’s training will be punished; they can’t eat the Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs. Use your strength. Even though we are all silver-tier warriors, I am wearing silver-tier armor. Don’t be afraid to hurt me.”

It seemed like the guards were only using the silver-tier armor for training. Lucas nodded slightly. He could train in that equipment and not have to worry about wear and tear. That made him want to join Blackmoon Castle again.

Then, he heard a ka-cha sound before another Blackmoon Knight shouted, “Damn it, my sword broke. I’ve only used it against the silver-tier armor for half a day before it broke. It seems like the quality of this sword is quite bad! As expected, silver-tier equipment is trash. Let me change to another sword before we start again.”

Broken, bad quality, trash, change to another sword—those were the words that Lucas heard, and it made him dizzy and stunned.