Chapter 53: The Mysterious Ore
Chapter 53: The Mysterious Ore
After annihilating two groups of Fishmen warriors, it meant that the 'backbone' of this small Finned Fiend tribe had been broken.
After a brief rest, Captain Valen began to command the final battle.
But this time, no matter how Mateo tried to lure them, the remaining Finned Fiends no longer left their camp to pursue him. Instead, they seemed to have a hint of fear towards the lone Mateo.
"What should we do now?"
"Let's charge directly! The remaining Fishmen seem to be mostly old, weak, and sick."
"We can't charge directly; we need to flank them from the riverbank and encircle their camp from there!"
"Alright! Let's move quickly and drive them from the shallows deep into the forest."
"Yes! Then we'll pick them off one by one."
". . ."
Rain's previous battle had completely boosted the Night Watch's morale.
The group discussed and quickly finalized the plan, with Captain Valen barely getting a word in.
However, Valen didn't mind; instead, he smiled and nodded frequently.
He hadn't seen such an enthusiastic squad in a long time.
As the captain, Valen found it hard to believe that all this was triggered by a young boy with fuzz above his lips! Such strength at such a young age was impressive!
After strategizing, the Night Watch Elite, under Valen's command, quickly sprang into action.
Rain led the way, swinging his two-handed greatsword and creating a continuous windbreak sound. They swiftly cut through, following the riverbank.
Like a sharp knife, they sliced through the Fishmen's camp, separating it from the river.
Following Rain were ten Night Watch members armed with bows and arrows.
They trailed behind Rain, continuously shooting arrows and driving the Fishmen deeper into the forest.
The Fishmen remaining in the camp were mostly old, weak, or sick. From the moment Rain and the others appeared, the entire camp was in chaos. Only a few dared to resist, while most ran around in panic.
Whenever a Fishman paused, they risked death by the Night Watch's sharp arrows.
Thus, this battle encountered little resistance and swiftly crushed the remaining Fishmen like a whirlwind.
After the chaos, the Fishmen who fled into the forest realized it was a dead end.
Aside from the predators lurking in the dense Nightsong Forest, they had no chance of survival.
So, these scattered Fishmen had no choice but to run back towards the river, only to face another wave of arrows.
The Night Watch Elite picked off the Fishmen one by one as they returned.
In the end, very few Fishmen managed to escape into the river.
With this, the small Finned Fiend tribe was completely annihilated.
Even if a few Fishmen escaped, it was of little concern. Without the tribe and their gathering place, the remaining lone Fishmen would likely become prey for other predators.
In the dense Nightsong Forest, the roles of hunter and hunted switched much faster than expected!
[Your skill, Grizzly Sword Technique, has improved. Experience Points +49]
[You have engaged in a battle. Night Watchman Career Experience +1]
Due to the low intensity of the battle, which was like a breeze sweeping away fallen leaves, Rain gained significantly fewer experience points.
Of course, this was expected.
As Rain checked the system notifications, the Night Watch members didn't stop to rest. Instead, they lowered their heads and began to quickly collect the spoils of war.
Although the Fishmen's weapons were crudely made, valuable items could sometimes be found.
In the past, someone had killed a Fishman and discovered a fist-sized secret silver ore on their body, instantly making them rich.
So, after completely eliminating the Fishmen, the Night Watch members began to search for spoils.
Rain, stop daydreaming. You're up next!" Captain Valen waved and called out to Rain with a smile.
To be honest, it wasn't that Rain looked down on the fishmen's inferior weapons and equipment.
Rather, Rain thought that since this was his first time participating in a Night Watch squad battle, it would be more beneficial for him to exercise restraint over the spoils of war, allowing him to better integrate into the squad.
Seeing Rain's expression, Valen immediately guessed his thoughts and burst into laughter. "Haha, Rain, do you think that everyone gets to keep the spoils they pick up?"
"That would be chaotic!"
Rain raised his eyebrows, wondering if there was something more to it. "Captain Valen, isn't that right?"
"Of course not. The distribution of spoils is done according to the regulations. Otherwise, if someone gets injured and can't collect their share, wouldn't it be a huge loss for them?"
"The fair distribution of spoils is a tradition of the Night Watch, and after a long period of practice, this tradition has gradually improved and specific regulations have been established." Valen briefly explained the Night Watch's rules for distributing spoils to Rain.
". . ."
Rain nodded repeatedly as he listened, never expecting that even the distribution of spoils would have such intricacies.
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For example, in the Night Watch's distribution rules, thirty percent of the spoils are turned over to the Empire, and the remaining seventy percent are distributed to individuals.
Among this seventy percent, there are detailed regulations regarding rewards for outstanding performance in battle, the proportion of spoils distribution for different combat roles, post-battle evaluation of enemy equipment prices, and even the amount of compensation a Night Watch member should receive if they lose an arm in battle.
But no matter how you calculate it, Rain played a significant role in this battle and could directly receive half of the total seventy percent of the spoils.
After searching for so long, almost half of the spoils they were looking for belonged to Rain!
This realization made Rain a little embarrassed, so he quickened his pace and began searching through the fishmen's camp.
The bodies in the valley had already been thoroughly searched, so the main focus now was on the fishmen's camp.
Rain stepped into a stilt house and found that it contained only some pottery jars and dried fish, filling the entire house with a strong fishy odor.
This caused Rain to frown slightly.
Perhaps this fishy smell was a delightful fragrance to the fishmen, but for humans, it was still a bit hard to bear.
Rain searched around casually but found nothing of value.
So, he quickly left and moved on to the next stilt house.
"Huh! This stilt house seems significantly larger."
Rain noticed the difference as soon as he entered. Because the stilt houses were all conical in shape, the size difference wasn't apparent from the outside.
But as soon as you stepped inside, you could tell the difference.
This stilt house had more furnishings, and in one corner, there was even an old wooden box.
Rain's eyes lit up, and he walked over to the box, using his greatsword to pry it open. Inside, there was a glittering pile of coins, a piece of emerald jade, three pieces of magnetite ore, and a piece of topaz?
Rain was overjoyed and immediately picked up the topaz, but as soon as he held it in his hand, he felt that the weight was off—it was too light!
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be just a high-quality piece of brass ore.
Rain was greatly disappointed.
Since the wooden box's surface had started to rot and was too heavy to carry conveniently, Rain picked up the coins one by one and also placed the emerald jade and other items into a large cloth bag.
"Huh! What's this?"
Rain suddenly noticed that beneath a few larger pieces of magnetite ore in the half-empty wooden box, there was a fist-sized piece of strange ore emitting a faint, hazy glow.
(End of Chapter)
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