Back at the level, the members of the team liberated their natural instincts and began to tell the legendary experience of their day with uncontrollable excitement.

Regardless of big battles or small battles, almost every battle can become their show off.

However, when you talk to me, the team members can't tell the story completely, so the experience they tell is a bit confusing.

In response, Captain Flavi laughed and stopped the team members from showing off, and let them go into the rest camp and talk about it in detail.

Fortunately, it was not far from the resting camp, which made the team members temporarily suppress their showing off.

Soon the team arrived at the dormitory camp. Except for those who were on patrol duty, all the defense members of the entire camp gathered here.

Kewen and his 20 team members were surrounded by the stars holding the moon in the middle. After a lot of competition, the sister of the twins, Lisa, finally grabbed the power to speak.

Rising smugly, Lysa began to describe the saga of the day.

From the very beginning of destroying the two "dark hunters", he talked about Kewen's ability to cast magical magic, resurrecting monster corpses into puppets, and about the next few small battles along the way.

From encountering a large gathering of monsters, he described all the details of the battle in detail.

Amid the envious exclamations, Lysa finally finished talking about the battle in the cemetery, and then briefly explained the process of returning home.

After listening to the complete experience of the Kewen team, all the defense personnel became restless, and offered loud admiration and envy to the team members.

This made the twenty Rogues of the Kewen team become proud.

"This is really a legendary adventure!" Flavey sat next to Kewen, and couldn't help but sigh after listening: "Mr. Quinn, I pay great respect to your legendary experience! Thank you for leading them. Such a great adventure!"

"It's nothing." Kewen smiled and shook his head slightly: "After all, I promised your Kasha leader to lead everyone back to the camp in good condition."

"Yes, you fulfilled your promise perfectly." Flavi responded with respect, and then looked at the team members who were showing off and laughing, and said with some envy: "This legendary adventure, I want to come. Make them stronger."

"Why do you say that?" Kewen asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Flavey was also a little surprised by Kewen's question, and then replied: "This is a matter of course, insisting on training will only hone our combat skills, and only by constantly fighting monsters will everyone's strength continue to grow. improve."

"Upgrade?" Kewen said subconsciously.

"What upgrade?" Flavi showed a confused look.

"No...it's nothing." Kewen didn't explain, because if he wanted the other party to understand the term, I'm afraid it couldn't be explained with a few simple sentences.

After responding, Kewen quickly recalled today's experience in his mind, focusing on the details that he ignored.

As he recalled the details, Kewen really noticed the difference, and discovered the changes in the strength of the team members.

In the beginning, all team members needed two arrows to kill a 'Dark Hunter' unless they fired 'magic arrows', but on the way back, everyone could easily kill them with one hit.

Everyone's strength has obviously improved greatly.

Aware of this, Kewen immediately carefully perceived his physical state, but after some experiments, he did not find any enhancement effect on his body.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn his head and ask Flavy, but Kewen stopped again, and it was estimated that Flavy didn't know much about this situation.

The key point is again pointed to Deckard Cain.

Cowen thought to himself that only by successfully rescuing Deckard Kane could he be able to solve the many questions in his heart.

"gentlemen."

Flavy's call made Cowen return to his senses and turned his head to look at the other side.

Lifting his chin slightly forward, Flavi smiled and said, "Get ready to accept the worship of the sisters."

After speaking, Flavey got up with a smile and left Kewen.

Seeing this, all the Rogues in the camp gathered around one after another. While expressing their respect to Kewen with their own gestures, they started to ask questions.

Under the slightest mistake, Kewen was completely overwhelmed by Yingyingyanyan's Rogge...

Late at night, Kewen was half lying in his tent, fiddling with the bow and arrow left by the blood bird - Morena's revenge.

I felt a little sad for the blood bird Morena in my heart.

Sadness was supposed to be a hero, but was corrupted by the control of the Demon King of Hell; Sadness still insisted on himself after his corruption, and while fighting powerless, he could only kill his companions in the "Sisters" with his own hands.

Counting the many heroes in the world in the data in his mind, he found that few people seem to be able to get a good ending.

This made Kewen couldn't help sighing: This fucking world!

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and two figures of Roger walked in quietly.

"Who is it?" Kewen asked aloud as he stretched out his hand to light the oil lamp.

"Mr. Quinn." A hoarse voice sounded, and said softly: "My name is Ariza, may I be honored to spend a good night with you?"

"My name is Hana." Another somewhat immature voice sounded one after another: "You are so powerful, can you give us a perfect descendant who can inherit your talent?"

The oil lamp came on, illuminating the faces of the two Rogers.

In Cowen's strong memory, there were two Rogues who were members of the Rogue garrison.

Ariza is about thirty years old, with a slightly square face and a determined face. Hana, on the other hand, has a teenage face that doesn't grow.

Of course, Kewen didn't have time to look at the appearance of the two women at this time, so he quickly waved to the two women who were reducing his clothes: "Please stop, sorry, I can't promise you."

Ariza and Hana were a little stunned, and stopped what they were doing.

"Why?" The older Ariza said with a sincere expression: "We just want to ask you, sir, to leave us a strong descendant and not pester you, sir."

Hana nodded in agreement and looked at Kewen expectantly again.

"No..." Kewen quickly thought about the reason for the response, and after rolling his eyes, he quickly said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, you may have heard the rumors, there are some problems with my body now, and my spellcasting ability has not fully recovered, so Can't... can't do that um... activity, um! Can't!"

Hearing this, Ariza and Hana showed disappointment, but they didn't bother and accepted the statement rationally.

"Okay sir." Ariza put on her clothes again, and said with a smile: "Mr.'s physical condition is the most important thing, so let's forget it today, but when Mister fully recovers, can you..."

"We'll talk about it later!" Kewen interrupted quickly, and said with a dry smile, "We'll talk about it later..."

"Alright then." Ariza nodded: "Then we won't disturb you sir."

Hana nodded in agreement, and said with a tender voice, "You have a good rest, sir."

"Okay, okay!" Kewen nodded again and again, and smiled awkwardly: "So do you."

Watching the two girls walk out of the tent, Kewen let out a long sigh of relief, and then murmured with a wry smile, "What's the matter..."

Scratching his head, he lay down again, not fiddling with the bow and arrow this time, but preparing to rest.

However, less than twenty minutes later, the tent's curtain was lifted again.

"Sir, are you asleep? I'm..."

Kewen hid and persuaded Rogge, who had come into the tent again, to go away. He hurriedly hid in the suitcase and did not dare to sleep outside...

In the early morning of the next day, under the gaze of those wolf-like eyes in the camp, Kewen didn't even dare to eat breakfast in the camp, and hurriedly left the camp with 20 team members.

Crossing the canyon, stepping into the boundary of the 'Blood Wasteland', bathed in the rising sun, the team returned all the way to the direction of Rogge Camp.

Two hours later, everyone returned to the Rogge camp all the way, and came to Kasha's camp to hand in the task.

"Congratulations on your safe return."

Kasha was originally at the training ground, but after hearing someone's report, he rushed back quickly. He was still more than 20 meters away, so he happily greeted him loudly.

Quickly rushing to the front, Kasha looked at everyone with satisfaction, then looked at Kewen, and asked expectantly, "How is the situation? Did you destroy that damn blood bird?"

"Of course!"

"Leader! This time we..."

"Boss! You can't imagine..."

"leader……"

Without waiting for Kewen to respond, the players behind him immediately turned into sparrows again, and started chatting excitedly.

Although it was impossible to tell what everyone said for a while, after seeing the emotions and expressions of everyone, Kasha also guessed the result.

Therefore, instead of identifying what the Rogers said, she put on a big smile on her face.

At this time, Kewen silently handed out a small cloth bag.

Kasha was stunned for a moment, glanced at Kewen's serious expression, then put away his smile and reached out to take the cloth bag.

Untying the rope at the mouth of the bag, Kasha put his hand into the pocket, and quickly showed a stunned expression.

After being in a daze for a moment, Kasha flipped his pocket over with a glum expression, and dumped a few pieces of equipment on the ground.

Throwing away his pockets, he squatted down, just as Kewen did in the cemetery yesterday, Kasha stroked all the equipment with his hands one by one.

Stunned, confused, and shocked again, in the end, Kasha became completely lost.

Seeing this, the Rogers behind Kewen put away their excited expressions and closed their mouths hesitantly.

In the quiet environment, Kasha's body seemed to have lost its support and knelt on the ground weakly...