Chapter 92 New Deal

In his two lifetimes, Ron has seen people who take their father's surname, people who take their mother's surname, and people who take their children's surname.

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But this was really the first time he saw someone with his surname of Jian!

"That Sera," Sylvia was also speechless. "Ruse is a god of the orcs. Xue Ming is obviously an orc's surname. Isn't it inappropriate for you to change your surname like this?"

"Then... Sera, Rusec, Blood Cry, Ochre?" Sera focused entirely on the sword, listening to people's words basically in one ear and out the other.

"Then I can only advise you not to mention your full name when introducing yourself to others." Sylvia put her hand on her forehead and shook her head helplessly.

"Ron," Victoria looked at the giant sword in Sera's hand, "Is there anything special about this sword? Why does it have such a name?"

"I don't know," Ron spread his hands, "This identification technique won't show it, but it does have something special."

Sera's ears perked up.

"Well, let me see... when using this two-handed giant sword to face an enemy, the bigger the opponent is, the stronger the sword will be. At the same time, the wounds caused by it will not be able to heal on their own within a day. ." Ron looked up at Sera, "Look, if you have to pursue a glorious death, you must at least find someone big."

"I don't know, maybe a cloud giant?" Sylvia said casually.

"Cloud giant? Is it big?" Looking at Sera's look, she seemed to be asking seriously.

"Five or six meters high, it is said," Sylvia shrugged. "Or do you want to choose a very ancient real dragon? Forty meters long and six hundred tons in weight?"

"Well, as far as I'm concerned, if I can't leave some scars on them, there seems to be no honor at all." Sera thought for a rare moment, "Okay, I'm not too anxious about this matter, but I still Looking for something else to try with the sword! It’s such a shame that such a good sword is not used in combat!”

"You don't have to worry about this," Ron said, "There must be someone like the Bullywug King in the Delusion Land, and even if there isn't, I guess our 'old friend' Mindatis can always sort it out for us. Something new.”

"Speaking of which, if you use this Canglan Grip, what will happen to your ax? You can't dual-wield it, right?"

"Uh, let's talk about it first. I'm not giving up." Sera looked at the double giant axes she carried on her back awkwardly. She couldn't let go of her old friend, but she couldn't let go of the giant sword she just got. "Seriously, can't I carry both of them? I can carry them on my own!"

"I don't think it's a good idea to have your old buddy on your back and watch you wave your new friend around," Victoria said. "Put it back at the trading post. We can decorate it as an exhibit..."

Sera waved her hands quickly: "No, no, no, don't do this! It should fight until the end like me, instead of rusting in the house!"

"We can ask Kalad from the second team if they want it. Andre seems to be lacking weapons," Ron suggested. "If they don't need them, we can also ask them to give them to the hill giant. Just don’t let it get dusty.”

But in the hands of a hill giant, this giant ax probably turns into a hand axe.

Sera agreed to the proposal. When they returned the stone slab to its original position and walked out, they saw Ivy preparing to enter the lair, and the black dragon was begging her.

"Oh, Ron! Are you out?" Ivy divided the venison in her hand into three portions and handed them to Ron and the others, "Sera, you have eaten it, so I won't let you taste it."

"You missed a big meal Sera, you-" Dreyfudo said lazily while lying on the ruins, but soon his eyes widened, "What is that you got?!" "

"How majestic!" Exuri suddenly felt that the venison he had just eaten no longer tasted good. "Did you find this from my treasure house? Why am I not impressed?"

"Of course you have no impression, because we found it," Sera showed off a few moves with her giant sword. "As for me missing a big meal? I didn't miss it!"

"Oh my God, can you lend me a hand to play with?" The goblin hunter ran over and took over the Canglan Grip. Although he had some strength, his size was there, and he panted tiredly after only waving it twice, "It's not fun. It’s not fun! Just take it!”

"Here you go," Ron threw the acid gem to him. "You have to put it away. If you lose it, you won't have anywhere to look for it!"

"Don't worry! I won't lose it even if I sew it on my belly button!" Drivero happily ran aside to play with his new toy.

"Wow, how do you get so many good things every time?" Black Dragon looked at Ron and the others with envy, "Can I go on an adventure with you? I want to come too!"

"You have to look after the slate," Victoria said. "Remember? You signed the contract."

"But I also prepared a little gift for you." Looking at the whimpering and aggrieved baby dragon, Ron couldn't bear it. He took out the glass balls thrown by Quest as a blindfold from his luggage, "Here, What do you think of these?"

"Wow!" Exuri excitedly took all these shiny gadgets into his mouth, "I just want to say that you are a good person!"

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Xuri ran back happily to put the glass balls away. When he came back, the look in Ron's eyes changed. "You can say whatever you want, as long as I can do it." It will be all right!"

"Really? Then I really have a merciless request."

"I am a great true dragon! Bahamut is on top, and once he makes a move, it's hard to follow him!"

"We want to build a new town here, why don't you move?"

The air suddenly solidified, and the young black dragon looked at Ron in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Why did you ask yourself to move?

"Isn't this because you prefer this kind of ruins," Ron explained. "When the new town is built, your environment here will definitely not be that good. Then it will be inconvenient for you to do anything..."

"I don't care! I'm not moving!" Aixuri started to roll around on the ground, "You just build it here. Do you know how much effort it takes to build a nest? I'm not moving!"

"You're not a rabbit building a nest..." Ron was speechless, "Well, it doesn't matter if you can adapt to life next to a village. I will tell the construction workers at that time and help you repair it. 's nest."

"You can also help us clean up the surrounding environment a little these days. It will be convenient for construction then - but there is no need to be too anxious. Judging from our current progress, we won't be here for a while."