Chapter 130: You're the one who is poor, don't drag us in_1

Ang quickly put all the chariots and corpses into the Temple of Rest, erased any signs of battle from the ground, gathered everyone back, and laid back down on the ground pretending to be dead.

But inside the Temple of Rest, everybody had already started discussing how to allocate the loot.

Luther drooled at the sight of the sword in Iron Leyce's hand.

"Wow, look at this material, this craftsmanship, these gemstones, these magic patterns, and these inscriptions! How beautiful!" Luther really regretted not having a better education, he simply couldn't come up with a fitting adjective in his mind.

Negris peered at it and nodded, "Dragon Pattern Steel Core Mithril Inlay Magic Rune Covered Earth Forged Gemstone Enhanced Piercing Enchantment Two-handed Sword. Indeed, not bad."

"What?! What are you talking about?!" Luther sputtered. He understood every word that came out of Negris's mouth, but when put together, all he understood was 'two-handed sword'.