Chapter 5 Reward! Set off!

Holding a gold-level supply card, Ictor chose to gather his rat men and walked straight to the academy's weapons depot.

Weapons and equipment are an important factor in improving combat effectiveness. Just like in the battle just now, if Dreiser's Minotaur was wearing full body armor, then the next 100 rats would be blind.

But on the other hand, a well-equipped rat rat can kill a tauren at a lower cost.

The arsenal of weapons in the academy is not very good, but at least it is not some crooked and useless equipment, but it is still usable equipment.

In the shocked eyes of the guard, the golden supply card was displayed, and Ictor led a group of rats into the weapons warehouse.

The equipment in the weapons arsenal can be said to be dazzling and of complete categories. After all, every year, the academy is responsible for distributing weapons to the summoners who rush to the front line.

And now, with the golden supply cards, he can naturally pick the best ones among them.

Thirty of his slave rats were lost in the previous battle, of which twenty were killed on the spot and ten were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

As a summoner, healing one's summoned objects is the most basic thing. The characteristics of rats are destined not to consume too much magic power of Ictor, so he still owns a total of 80 slave rats.

How to arm these 80 rats has become a big problem.

"I understand, Professor Gliman, thank you again for your guidance."

After obtaining enough information from Gliman, Ictor himself made up his mind.

Professor Gliman said as he used magic to project a map, and traced his finger towards the place behind the Ori Forest.

Ictor was a little surprised. How could his irascible baron father get the news so quickly, causing his attitude to change completely?

Mentioning Ictor's sister, Baron Orwell instantly recalled something, turned around and took down a long box from the horse.

Ictor opened the box, and there was a big sword inside! There was also a message written by his sister on parchment:

"I hope you haven't forgotten the sword skills I taught you."

The big front line, dangerous but full of opportunities, is exactly where his goal lies.

After speaking, Gliman began to use magic power to inject Ictor's supply card. An inconspicuous mark on the golden supply card instantly filled up, and a magic pointer appeared immediately. This was considered to be the completion of the procedure.

The continent is facing powerful enemies, and the Sekarion Empire is always in danger of collapse. Not only to end this unprecedented crisis, Ictor at least wants to gain the power to protect himself in this protracted war.

"The shame of these ancient people is really inexplicable."

After finding Professor Gliman again, Ickert was ready to choose his own territory.

"You are not a child of a big family, and you do not have the strength to establish yourself on the front line, so I recommend you to develop in the rear first, and it will not be too late to transfer to the front when the army becomes an army."

"By the way, this is your graduation gift from your sister!"

"Anyway, Ictor, you are now more capable. As a father, I won't stop you anymore. No, these are all my support for you. As for the 1,000 gold coins, I won't pursue it anymore."

Iket blushed after hearing this. He only spent 199 on his basket of dimension stones, and he lost the remaining money to develop his territory. Unexpectedly, his father knew about it all along.

He led his rat-men followers on the streets of the academy, and the students along the way felt very envious.

"Thank you, Professor Gliman, then I will make preparations first."

"Talir Fortress is not enough to monitor the entire rear. The fierce battles in the Ori Forest often spread there. It is more dangerous than the general rear, even more dangerous than some of the front lines, but it is also full of opportunities."

Iket couldn't help but read it out, and painful memories came to his mind again. He had been tested for spell aptitude since he was a child, but he was forced by his father to exercise and his sister pulled him to practice swordsmanship.

Under the training of the two of them, although Iket is not as good as a professional warrior, he is also a mage who is good at close combat, and he has completely gone astray!

"Okay, I accept this sentiment."

As a thick-skinned modern person, Ictor is indeed a little uncomfortable adapting to a foreign society that values ​​emotions very much. This is why he has always been unique.

With just these slave rats, it is really unreliable for them to fight in close combat.

However, in the eyes of locals, this uniqueness is also a unique charm.

What follows him is a fully equipped rat-man army!

"Well, you now have half a day to prepare the team. The empire allows you to spend up to two months on the road, but the departure time must not be delayed."

As for how to use it later? Take it away first and then talk about it!

So the configuration of each rat-man by Ictor is very clear. A strong spear is used for single-hand holding, and a small round shield with an iron ring is equipped on the left hand. A small chainmail armor is worn on the body, and the headband is

Along with the protective iron, a fine short knife is also added as a secondary weapon.

In Ictor's memory, the original source of the ratmen's combat power was also a variety of warpstone weapons, but now that he was just starting out, he couldn't think that far ahead.

In addition, long-range weapons are also indispensable. All ratmen were ordered to carry a pair of low-pound bows, 20 bows and arrows, and two slings. After being armed, Iket was satisfied.

Out of the weapons arsenal.

Because of his superior strength, his beautiful sister always bullied him.

A blood-blooded fear emerged from Iket's mind, and the scene of his sister laughing and killing the giant bear with her bare hands was still vivid in his mind.

"Are you sure? Ictor, even if you have the golden supply card, you cannot change it once you make your choice."

Ictor's summons are somewhat special, and Professor Gliman can naturally see this. His greatest talent is actually his war potential, and it would be a pity to be wasted on the front line.

"My child, if you are the son of a passionate nobleman, I would definitely suggest you choose the Ori Forest. Excellent summoners like you are most needed there, but that kind of place is probably not suitable for you."

But now, he can use the money openly.

"Okay, Iket, I wish you a safe journey."

The Vetna they were talking about was Ictor's sister. She was known as the "Saint" on the front line. Her hobby was tearing apart big orcs with a big sword, and she also liked to poke goblins with a lance. She was

Quite a tiger character.

"This is what I should do, kid."

How should I put it, he is indeed his baron father.

"It is a pleasure to serve you, young master. Ever since Miss Vetna, I have been thinking about having a real man in my family day and night!"

"Hahaha! Ictor! My proud son! Come! Let me introduce you! This is the leader of the Aris caravan, the general of our Shaprao family!"

The academy will ensure that every student’s summons is fully equipped. The essence of this is not how to better equip the summons, but how to get more of them!

Weapons and equipment are consumables! The more of these things, the better!

After observing the terrain, Ictor selected the territory that best suited him from the densely packed markings.

"Professor Gliman, can you give me some advice?"

You have already become an army before you leave the academy! This progress is really incredible!

The students who had looked down on Iket before could not help but lower their heads in shame.

The main theme is the word greed! Get these slave rats until they can no longer resist!

But one thing is very clear!

"I have made my decision, Professor Gleeman, and I will not change it again."

Ictor led the rats out of the school gate, and was thinking about how to solve the marching problems along the way, when he found that his baron father was already waiting outside the door with a convoy.

Looking at this posture, not only is there a convoy, but also a caravan has been prepared for his future territory!

"I have decided! Professor Gliman, this is my territory!"

"Hey! Don't mention this Aris, my eldest daughter will have to scold me if she hears it!"

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Aris."

Ictor himself knew nothing about the big front line, so although he had the right to choose, he was somewhat blind.

"In that case, father, I will set off immediately."

"Well, without further ado, let's hurry up and settle down in the territory."

After Baron Orwell said this, Ictor stopped thinking about it and led the team off without looking back.

Eighty rats plus thirty humans, a strange team just walked into the distance.
Chapter completed!