Kasha stared at the dazed Kewen for a moment before asking, "You really don't understand what I mean?"

In this regard, Kewen said helplessly: "Stop guessing, what is it?"

"Okay, I mean the harvest this time." Kasha said, raising his hand to point to the table again.

Kewen also turned his head to look over there again. After seeing a few space bags on the table, he finally understood.

With a stunned look, Kewen chuckled and said, "What's wrong? That's the final harvest of this operation, it's normal."

"Normal?" Kasha raised her voice slightly and frowned her slender eyebrows: "Normal to nearly 200,000 gold coins, and so much magic equipment?"

After questioning, Kasha sighed again, and said in a sad tone: "I said it, the camp can't bear your great favor, we could have been good friends..."

"you misunderstood!"

Seeing that Kasha was going to continue talking, Kewen hurriedly interrupted and explained, "Didn't they tell you? These gains are calculated according to the normal distribution method."

"What's going on with those magic equipment?" Kasha asked, "My memory is not that bad. I've seen it roughly. Many of those equipment are the ones you planned to give me!"

With another sigh, Kasha asked in a low voice tiredly, "Is there any other explanation?"

"Indeed." Kewen smiled and explained patiently: "Indeed, most of the equipment in the bag was the one I planned to give to the camp, but I didn't give it away for nothing this time."

Hearing this, Kaxia showed a puzzled look, but didn't say anything, but continued to listen to Kewen's explanation.

"This trip has been very rewarding. Just by finding the treasure of the countess, we got nearly 300,000 gold coins."

Kewen continued: "According to the distribution method that we have negotiated for a long time, I took one-third of all the value, so isn't it wrong for the camp to get 200,000 gold coins?"

"What about the equipment?" The straightforward Kasha seemed a little impatient, and couldn't help but interjected to remind: "What about those magic equipment?"

"I took all the gems and the 'Rune Stone'." Kewen shrugged and spread his hands: "So, I converted the value of gems and runes into magic equipment."

After speaking, Kewen asked back: "Now, is there any problem?"

Kasha stared at Kewen for a moment, then burst into laughter, shook his head and said helplessly: "Forget it, I can't tell you anything, this time it's like that."

Hearing this, Kewen smiled and said, "Originally, I planned to convert all the magic equipment that I had accumulated in the camp to the camp, but among those equipment, there are many that you don't need at all."

Kasha waved his hand and immediately said, "So, you can sell the equipment left over to Kidd to that bastard."

With a look of disgust and ill will, Kasha said with a 'hum': "With this harvest, I no longer need to buy any equipment from him after the camp, let you sell the equipment to him, It's all rotten in his hands."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and the atmosphere returned to normal. Kasha seemed to think of the consequences of her 'bad idea', so she suddenly let out two laughter of 'schadenfreude'.

The laughter stopped, and Kasha hugged Kewen again. As she walked outside the tent, she said with a smile, "Well, it's my fault this time, I misunderstood you, let's go, I Go and punish yourself two cups to apologize to you."

"Are you greedy?" Kewen squinted at Kasha and joked, "You don't drink if you have the ability."

"Wuhaha..." Kasha was exposed, and suddenly let out a series of laughter of "broken pot and broken".

After leaving the tent, it didn't take long for the story conference to begin.

This time, Flavi did not go on the field to describe the experience of the past few days, but gave the opportunity to another eloquent Rogge.

After the story was told, Kaxia entered the center of the venue again, named a few Rogues and discussed with her, to test the strength of the Rogues.

Finally, with a very satisfied smile, Kasha loudly announced the start of the banquet.

This night, the entire Rogge camp was once again immersed in a sea of ​​joy...

...

The next day, in the morning.

In the small world in the suitcase, Kewen looked at the 'skill source' in the ritual array, and asked Deckard Cain a little impatiently: "No other steps, just get the 'magic source' directly, right? "

"That's right." Deckard Cain nodded in response, but before Kewen stepped forward, he immediately said, "I have to remind you."

"Please speak." Kewen suppressed the urgency in his heart and patiently waited for the other party's reminder.

Admiring Cowen's rational performance, Deckard Cain immediately said seriously: "If you feel dragged down by this 'skill source', I hope you can give it up and return to the path of pure magic."

Kewen was slightly taken aback: "Give up? Can the skill source be given up?"

"Yes." Deckard Cain explained: "Everyone has different physiques and perceptions, which makes many magicians unable to practice too many branches of magic, so they will selectively give up some branch routes."

"How to give up?" Kewan asked. "I mean, what should I do then?"

"Using 'teleportation' magic." Deckard Cain explained: "This magic can also take out the 'skill source' in the body, but the process will make people feel very painful."

"Really? I understand." Ke Wen nodded.

"There is one more point." Deckard Cain continued: "After the skill source is taken out of the body, it can also be used to release a 'super magic'."

Hearing a term that he had never seen in books again, Kewen couldn't help but be stunned for a second.

Seeing Kewen's doubts, Deckard Cain explained: "Destroying the 'skill source' is equivalent to returning the 'extraordinary power' that he has absorbed in the past. During this process, the skill source will Demonstrate the effect of the corresponding skills.”

"Intuitively speaking..." Deckard Cain thought for a while, and then said: "In the former 'Hladim Brotherhood', there were some mages who liked to make 'skill sources' and used 'skill sources' After cultivating for a period of time, it is taken out of the body to make a 'super-magic' seed."

"I have read a record. In the record, a mage made a 'Blizzard Skill Source', and after training it, it was stripped from the body."

"During a battle, the mage activated the 'Blizzard Skill Source', thereby sending out a natural disaster-like superposition magic. According to the records, the blizzard magic almost enveloped the entire country."

"I understand what you mean."

Hearing this, Kewen suddenly said: "If I strip the 'Necromancer's skill source' from my body in the future, I can also use it to release a super-powerful magic, right?"

"That's it." Deckard Cain nodded, then shook his head and said, "However, I strongly disapprove of this approach."

"Don't worry, Mr. Kane."

Kewen walked into the ritual circle, and took off the 'Necromancer's skill source' from mid-air. While pressing it into his lower abdomen, he smiled at Deckard Kane: "I only want these four kinds" The skill source' is enough, it won't be a drag on my growth rate, and I won't make more skill sources in the future."

"Yes, I believe."

Seeing Kewen closing his eyes and experiencing the feeling of 'skill source' entering his body, Deckard Kane showed a relieved smile.

It didn't take long for Kewen to open his eyes, then raised his hand and made a move in the distance: "The ice sculptures are flying."

Soon, an ice sculpture flew from a distance and landed in front of Kewen.

Pushing the palm towards the ice sculpture, a warm wind gushes out, gradually melting the ice away.

This is to test the effect of the 'Necromancer's skill source', and went out to the corpse of the monster prepared in advance last night.

At this time, seeing that the corpse had regained its softness, Ke Wen couldn't help but took a breath in anticipation, then shook his palm to grab the corpse, and at the same time gave a low voice: "Stand up!"

call

A dark blue magical energy rose from the monster's corpse like a flame. The next moment, the corpse shook all over, and then suddenly opened his closed eyes.

With the action of getting up, flame-like magic particles also rose from the pair of eyeballs of the monster, rising and burning for a few breaths, and then they retracted back into the eyeballs, turning the eyeballs into a faint blue color.

At the same time, the dark blue magic particles rising from the monster's body also quickly dissipated.

After the spell was successfully cast, Kewen couldn't help but murmured happily: "Finally...get rid of the restriction of the 'Necromancer'!"

"Congratulations." Deckard Cain congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations on achieving your wish."

"Thank you." While responding with a smile, Kewen experimented with the control of the puppet.

However, the results of the experiment made him stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but say in surprise: "How do you feel that this puppet is more spiritual than the previous ones?"

Hearing this, Deckard Cain explained: "Because you used to rely on foreign objects, but now, you have officially embarked on the path of a 'necromancer'."

"So that's what I should have thought of." Kewen showed a stunned look.

"Okay, do you want to continue the experiment?" Deckard Cain said: "Next, it's time for us to upgrade the 'Teleportation Array' in the camp."

"Of course." With a wave of his hand, Kewen dispelled the unknown soul element in the puppet's body, made it revert to a corpse, and then greeted Deckard Cain, "Let's go, let's upgrade the teleportation station."

Deckard Cain nodded and followed Cowen to the outside.

After more than half an hour, the two cooperated to upgrade the 'transmission station', so that the transmission station could connect to more distant areas.

After the work was over, Kewen and Deckard Kane had just turned around and were about to go back to the tent. At this moment, the teleportation platform behind them suddenly lit up with a faint light representing the communication information...