Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 590 Blade of the Ancient Scroll
"Kantusha - Blade of the Ancient Scrolls".

"This sword was sealed in an ancient book, which recorded the transmission of a soul sealed within it."

"+4 Enhancement, Sharpness, +4 Attack Speed, Armor Penetration (equivalent to Adamantite weapons), Ancient Scroll Meditation (Sealed)"

Due to the limitations of the dimensional rules, the special abilities of the weapons in Zhang Yuan's hands remain locked (for example, he was affected by the old version of Doomsday and Negation).

However, the excellent materials and craftsmanship of the black knife have been preserved without compromise.

What's even more surprising is the weapon's hidden characteristics. Originally crafted for practitioners of the Sword Saint lineage, this weapon has an exceptional affinity for and transmission of true energy. Coupled with its outstanding base stats, it's practically one of the most suitable and easy-to-use legendary weapons.

As for special abilities, he doesn't really need them with his current abilities. The sinister tricks that a high-level wizard can unleash with just a few spells and hand gestures are countless.

The divine weapon is infused with true energy, making its sharpness unmatched and far beyond what the identified entries can summarize.

Abandoning all the fancy tricks and refining the sharp edge, let's see which lucky one manages to break through all the difficulties and get close to Master Zhang to receive this head-on blow.

The original +2 enchanted Flame Sword was no longer keeping up with the version updates, so the newly acquired Kantusa Sword replaced it and hung alongside Akalena at my waist.

The supreme mage, skilled in both swords and blades, makes a grand entrance!
Today, Zhang Yuan's swordsmanship is no longer limited to the Flame Fist Sword Technique he once learned. Nancy's dual-wielding sword dance and Neverwinter City swordsmanship have been elevated to a higher level by Yonex's master-level instruction and sparring.

Besides the longsword, he also wielded broadswords, scimitars, and samurai swords with ease.

The gradual rise in the Sword Saint's level was simply because his focus was entirely on arcane arts, and the time he allocated to physical training and martial arts practice could only be described as carefully calculated.

Even so, Zhang Yuan was fully confident that after a period of targeted training, he could quickly overcome the barriers and reach even greater heights.

Just as the mage has broken through to a higher level, further progress requires another round of accumulating strength. It would be better to focus on martial arts, which is currently on the verge of success, and adjust priorities accordingly.

With a flick of his fingertips across the black blade, the display of the divine weapon and the mage's brief moment of contemplation came to an end.

"A fine knife, but how did it end up in your hands?"

After giving a thumbs-up, Ska asked.

"This is a gift from him, as payment for being summoned."

"Oh, so that's how it is... Ah?!"

Although he, as a soldier, couldn't understand the affairs of mages, the idea of ​​workers paying tribute to their bosses was still beyond the old captain's simple understanding.

Master Zhang smiled smugly, twirled his sword, and sheathed it.

"Alpha, come with us to the North. It's a new journey, a new mission."

Ska, who was called "Alpha," was momentarily dazed, but quickly came to his senses:

“I have no choice, but before that, some matters concerning the Grand Duke and Flame Fist must be properly handled.”

"And as you know, given my current situation, there is almost no chance of success. I need your help."

"Obligated!"

As night fell that day, at the entrance of an inconspicuous residential building in the city gate district, a group of three figures pushed open the old wooden door and filed in under the twilight.

"Hey friends, what wind blew you here?"

A gaunt man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face, dressed as a bartender, approached us. His tone and demeanor were far less polite than his words suggested.
"Welcome, welcome. Um, I mean, what can I do for you?"

The three newcomers were all seasoned veterans, and they could tell at a glance that the other party was not a proper bartender. Their posture and gait showed that they were well-trained in the ranks of the wanderers.

Looking around, the interior structure and decor resembled an underground bar, appearing particularly simple and shabby.

Then, looking at the price sign the bartender was pointing to, all the drinks were two to three times more expensive than usual. Ordinary people would have run away long ago if they saw this kind of rip-off.

However, this place wasn't for ordinary people. One of the customers lifted his cloak and stepped forward. The bartender clearly recognized him and chuckled.
"Lawrence, password."

“Fafhead,”

The old thief frowned deeply: "Stop fooling around, Nicholas."

"Alright, alright, since the senior has spoken, room number 7."

Lawrence glared at the other person, then walked straight to a hidden door in the corner and led the other two to the desired room.

Pushing open the door, I saw Nancy already waiting there, with a burly, strong man beside her who looked worried and somewhat dejected.

"Kedmon, are you alright?!"

"Deputy Captain, long time no see."

Ska strode forward, gazing at his old deputy with a look of satisfaction and joy in his eyes.

After giving a greeting, the monk fell silent, observing the unfolding events in the ancient city.

Kadmon stood up excitedly, grabbed Ska's outstretched arms with both hands, and held them down firmly:

"The Grand Duke is dead, Figas and Lola are dead, everyone says you are the murderer, and then there are rumors that you were also killed."

"What exactly happened? Who is the murderer? Nancy rescued me and brought me here, but she won't reveal anything, only saying that you are still alive and that you have been framed."

Kadmond was extremely agitated; his eyes were bloodshot and tinged with a pale red, and towards the end, he was almost roaring.

“That bastard Mezor came to our camp with your crimes and Angelo’s warrant, announced the Grand Duke’s assassination and the warrant for your arrest, and then disbanded our troops on the spot.”

"Ska! You owe us all an explanation!"

"Don't blame Kadmon for being impulsive. All the team members were dismissed in a dishonorable manner that day. He couldn't accept this treatment at all, and directly confronted the messenger, which led to his arrest and imprisonment."

Nancy patted both of them on the shoulder, trying to ease the tension.

"They attacked you?" Ska was taken aback.

"Hmph, I've been to the headquarters prison before, but I never thought I'd be there as a criminal one day."

Kadmon snorted coldly, but loosened his grip on the object.
"If Nancy hadn't lent a hand, we probably would be meeting in jail."

"I did not kill the Grand Duke!"

Ska, right hand on his sword, left hand pounding his chest, stared directly at his old vice-captain, and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"It was a conspiracy from beginning to end, a despicable act by Angelo and his gang."

"That's nice to say."

Kadmond's eyes flickered, but his tone remained unyielding.

"Kedmon, we've been comrades for so many years, don't you still believe me...?"

"enough!"

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't be here. But don't try to fool me with the excuse that I lied to my own woman after drinking with brothels."

"If you insist on asking, someone impersonated me to assassinate the Grand Duke, intending to seize control of the Flame Fist. I'm sorry I can't tell you the more specific details."

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