The huge trains are still on the tracks that have been determined long ago. Although there are still drivers and deputys on such trains, if you really want to say, they actually do not have any important tasks, and they don’t even need any control at all, because the form of the train itself is already stipulated in the program, and the tracks... are things they cannot change.

Inside this huge train that appeared in another world, there is even a dining room for people inside to eat, a kitchen where the chef cooks, and there are many remaining rooms, which is no wonder that Rorona and the others can get on the train, and even if the driver of the two of them is added in the middle, the driver doesn't care.

It is different from the trains in the previous life. Although it seems to be exactly the same from the outside, there are not only personal rooms inside, but also such areas specially used for dining. However, this avoidance is like in the trains in the previous life, and a large number of people are crowded in a carriage, which makes Rorona very satisfied.[]

It can be said that compared to a train, it is more like a passenger ship - it is just traveling on the ground, and the shape is not like a ship at all, but is just a strip.

Before lunch, Rorona and Allen had already appeared in the common lounge—the wide windows here allow them to better view the outside of the car, and it was much wider than the room where they were placed.

Although it is perfectly fine to ask the handyman in the car to send him to his room, if you have to stay in one room for a week, then it is completely unbearable for Rorona... and Allen also has a deep feeling about this. So they appeared here.

Next to them were the two soldiers from the Empire. They were already sitting there early and talking leisurely. The blue-haired man was sucking the cigarette in his mouth, looking at the backward scene outside the window with nothing to do, while the black-haired man was wiping the sword in his hand aside.

"I said, it's rare to be a free job, why are you nervous? Is it already here that there will be bandits who will airborne directly? I knew I had been assigned this free job at that time, but I was happy for several days!" The blue-haired Ger looked at Rorona and Alan who came in slightly, and continued to speak to his companions across the table.

"For people in our position, weapons are just for a look! It is impossible for bandits to break into it and hold it hostage in such a high-speed train!" Continued to say disapproval. From Rorona's perspective, you can see the long sword around his waist, and the rust visible on the sword's mouth. It seems that this is indeed as he said that he has not taken care of for a long time.

"No, of course it's not nervous, but... this is just that... it has special significance to me." Pu Jin, who was on the side, said lightly: "The blessing of dragging this has allowed me to live to this era when the war ends. It's probably the kind of partner who... pays his life."

"Oh... it's really boring to get a companion like you. War or something is just a lucky person who survives and a bad person who is lucky to die. You're thinking too much!" Jer breathed out with interest at the other party's words, but he couldn't see any agreement.

It seems that this guy who seems to be just a living and waiting to die has also experienced the war that happened before this empire. Indeed, it is obvious that these two guys can be responsible for escorting important materials, at least the positions like the team leader. Unless there is a good relationship, such positions must be obtained with some merit.

Ignoring the companion next to him who seemed lazy after being discharged from the army, Pupujin pulled out the blade of the sword from the scabbard, turned it to the other side, and continued to wipe it. Although it was just an ordinary steel sword, the surface of the wiped blade still shone with a cold light.

Such a cold light made Jill whistle beside him in admiration: "It's really good to keep a bag! They are obviously the same weapon..."

As he said this, he also pulled out the one on his waist. He had just pulled out the sword blade. The slightly rusty blade still made him laugh and stuffed it into the scabbard. As expected, like the sword hole, it had been slightly embroidered inside, and it looked completely uncontrollable.

I didn't expect that this guy could bring such a weapon with me, as if it was indeed as he said. For such a position, weapons are indeed just decorations.

"You guy, I really don't know how you survived the war." Looking at this scene, Pupkin next to him couldn't help but shake his head.

"Ha! Didn't you say it? Good luck will live, but unlucky will die." But the other party didn't seem to care.

After thinking about it, he continued to propose: "But speaking of it, no matter how much maintenance is, it is just an ordinary product! It's better to save money and buy a better one..."

"Oh?" This topic also attracted the attention of the guy next to him.

"For example, you can buy a new weapon in the auction house in the city where you will be next stop. There are often forging masters selling some newly completed works... Of course, it's not like I want to buy it." Jer said casually, took the cup next to him and took a sip.

"Although it is not a famous sword, what is missing is fame! There is not much difference in quality." After pausing, he continued.

"Oh? It's the first time I'm there, so much more powerful, what about this? Is there any?" Such a topic seemed to make Pu Pujin next to him interested, and he couldn't help asking.

"How is it possible? What is going up the upper level is already an incredible category like treasures! It is not something that ordinary human forgeators can do! For example, when we were young, we often heard people chanting, and the legendary Knight King's sword is at that level!" However, it was immediately denied by the guy on the other side.

"How can such things be purchased at will? I'm afraid even if the effect is relatively ordinary, it is enough for a family to be regarded as a heirloom?" He waved his hand helplessly, allowing his companions to dispel such luxury - after all, no matter what, they are just two ordinary people with a job that can live in vain and wait for death.

"Oh..." The next person sighed in understanding.

"Ha? Treasure? If it is a treasure, I have one here!" However, just as they finished the topic and remained silent, a voice next to them suddenly came, resulting in the topic that should have ended.

"Ha?" Pupkin and Jer made a puzzled voice. Looking from the direction of the sound, they found that the two travelers who were caught secretly getting on the bus yesterday were two travelers who were caught.

The person who spoke was Sims, who was knocked out by Allen yesterday. At this time, he was raising his food aside. When he raised his head blankly, he could see some rice grains stuck to the corner of his mouth - completely out of place with what he said, this guy seemed to be still in a mess?

"You guy, could it be that guy who was beaten up by that guy last night?" Jer couldn't help but chuckled - he had never seen such an amazing thing in his life! This guy who even worried about three meals was so arrogant.

"No!" Sims sighed dissatisfiedly, then continued to lower his head to squeeze the rice, as if he was reincarnated as a starving ghost.

After eating a few bites of food, he continued to chew: "That is the weapon of the famous hero in history - Dilumudo!"

"Or it's one of them... Mark and I found it in a ruined house in a wilderness. It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time. I don't know why the original owner threw a treasure there." When he finished talking about it, he seemed to have finished chewing it, swallowing the rice in his mouth with difficulty, then raised his head, looking like a foodie, looking like a foodie

"Ah? Then how did you know it was Dilumudo's weapon?" Pupukin couldn't help but ask in confusion, and Jer next to him also looked curious.

"That weapon looks so weird! The red color, there are not many such weapons in history, right? It's not anything anyway..." Sims waved his hand casually, then looked at Mark, who was sitting on his side and eating in silence like he had been hungry for a few days.

"Hey, Mark, take it out and open your eyes to these two uncles?"

"Um..." Mark, who was beside him, reluctantly stopped the action of squeezing rice in his hand and turned around. At this time, the others realized that there was something wrapped in a piece of cloth behind him that seemed to be a long stick.

At the same time, he quickly lifted up the cloth wrapped around the outside, revealing a slender spear - the red color, not of steel, but rather it seemed to be made of some special ore, covered with thorny patterns, and the sharp spear tip was shining with a heart-pounding cold light.

"Oh!" The moment the red spear appeared, a sound of praise came from the moment it appeared. Although Pupujin and Jer, who were two ordinary soldiers, had never seen the so-called treasure, it does not mean that they had never seen the weapon. With this sharp look, even if it was not a treasure but just an ordinary weapon, they were undoubtedly top-notch.

"Indeed... Such a red form, like a thorny pattern, the spear in the legendary Dilumudo's weapon is undoubtedly the spear in the legendary Dilumudo!" Pupujin pondered, looked at the red spear in front of him, and said, touching his chin, and then he couldn't help but ask another question from everyone around him.

"So, where is the short gun?" he asked.

"Ha? How do I know about that kind of thing! That guy has been dead for many years, and it would be good to find one of them... And this time we wanted to go to Bluetus to sell this thing at a good price! After all, the auction house there is very large!" But this question only made Sims slightly stunned.

"If we can sell it, we won't have to worry about the next life!" Then he waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Yes!" Mark, who was standing beside him, seemed to have thought of a bright future and smiled.

"Oh..." At this time, even the eyes of the two emperors next to him seemed a little hot, but they also knew that this was not a price that ordinary people could afford.

"So, do you know the abilities of this treasure? It is said that each treasure has its own different abilities?" I couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This..." Such a question made Sims, who had been talking nonstop, ponder, as if he had encountered some difficult problems.

"It will make its own sound at night." Finally, it said so.

"Ah?" Such an unexpected explanation made everyone around him look unexpectedly.

"Anyway, I will make a sound of a harsh sound at night, and it's a bit like something crying!" He waved his hand in anger, and immediately lowered his head and began to attack the big bowl of rice - no wonder this guy could even sneak into the kitchen to eat ketchup last night when he was extremely hungry.

Sims's answer also made Pupkin and Jer, who were listening curiously, show strange expressions on the faces of Puppkin and Jer, who were listening to it curiously - they would make a sound at night... Although perhaps it should be a good prop if it is a horror movie, it seems a bit inexplicable if it is a treasure for combat?

In other words, this is absolutely impossible to be the original effect of this treasure! How could the legendary hero's weapon have such a terrifying effect than nonsensical one? It's like this weapon was cursed and entangled with a resentful spirit...

But speaking of this, the hero named Dilumudo in history seemed to have been ordered to commit suicide by his master Kenneth. It seemed that he was using this weapon... It seems that this is really the case? Then, from this, the object of the curse appears very obvious.

This is a cursed instrument! It is a thankless thing to spend money to buy something that is likely to be leaned over by a powerful resentful spirit... In this way, even the original collection value is gone! It seems that the idea of ​​these two guys is difficult to realize? Thinking of this, the two looked at each other and showed a sudden expression. Even the idea that might have risen before to kill these two guys and take away the things completely disappeared.

At this time, they finally knew why these two guys could survive until now with a treasure...

"How is it? If the two uncles want to buy it now, the price can be negotiated!" Sims, who was on the side, thought so much, but instead asked with an interest on his face.

"No, no need." But unfortunately, the other party immediately refused - who would buy such a thing!!

Rorona and Allen, who were sitting aside, had already turned their eyes here, or on the red spear that could be seen as extraordinary at just a glance - compared to the ever-regressing scenery outside, the conversation in front of them was even more interesting when they saw it.

"Will it make a sound similar to a cry at night..." Rorona murmured in thought. At this time, she finally understood the strange sounds she would hear from the night two days ago, and finally got an answer in the previous conversation.

But what I didn't expect was that such a sound actually came from a weapon... I would make a cry at night, just like a scene that only a horror movie would appear.

It was really a strange thing. Indeed, if I hadn't wanted to bring such things by my side, perhaps the resentment of the hero attached to this weapon was too strong, and even overwhelmed the effect of the weapon itself, causing a change... Rorona thought so, thinking quite regretfully.

As a treasure that you have seen once, you can reproduce perfectly. It can be said that her strength has a great relationship with her experience. If the things in front of her are really treasures, they should be able to reproduce them too. But now it seems that this effect does not seem to be of much use to me except to tease Alan.

"How is it?" Alan on the side asked so curiously. Maybe the people next to him didn't know, but he knew that the girl in front of him had always used the treasures as consumables, in other words, her vision was absolutely vicious.

"No, it seems very ordinary." But Rorona shook her head helplessly. Although she also thought that the weapon in front of her had other usefulness, unfortunately, even if the identification was carried out, the information she got was only - a strange gun similar to a crying sound would be emitted at night.

"Although I don't know what the original effect was, maybe it may be possible to restore the original appearance after performing a spirit removal ceremony, but whether the spirit removal master who can even eliminate the evil thoughts of the resentful spirits of the heroic spirit level exists is a problem, right?" Rorona said as she shook her head helplessly.

"So in short, this weapon is completely useless. At this time, it is probably the kind of special treasure that is not very useful." He said in the end as he reached a conclusion, and at the same time he lost interest, he looked at the scenery that was constantly regressing outside the window.

"Hey? Can this be considered a treasure? It's obviously just an effect that is not helpful to the battle." Allen couldn't help but say something unexpectedly.

"Well, such things vary from person to person. Just from the characteristics alone, it is true that it can be called a treasure." Rorona said casually, no longer having the intention to continue observing the spear.

"oh."

For a moment, people who were obviously interested in the weapon used by the legendary hero suddenly seemed to be indifferent to it. Although the lounge was still the same noisy, what was left was Sims' continuous speech to the two emperors.

"Mr. Ger, don't you really think about it? Although the special effects are a bit redundant and it will be a bit scary at night, it is still very sharp when used as an ordinary weapon?"

"I said no! You guy is so annoying!"


Chapter completed!