The adventurer at the bottom is fantasizing again.

Chapter 90 Ember Cloak

No one responded to him.

Silence spread through the reservoir, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense again.

After a while, Viscount Hermann sighed, shifting his gaze from the headless corpse to Anya, who was leaning against the wall: "Pastor Anya, how are your injuries?"

Anya supported herself with her left hand on the shield, barely managing to stand up straight, and said softly, "My right arm was slightly injured, but Mr. Lorraine has already treated it for me, and it's nothing serious. Thank you for your concern."

Viscount Hermann nodded almost imperceptibly. He seemed to sense Lorraine's wariness, so he removed his hand from the hilt of his sword and put it behind his back.

"Well done. Do you need me to escort you out?" He looked at Lorraine with a hint of appreciation.

"Thank you, Viscount, but we can go out on our own." Lorraine finally lowered the rusty throat in her hand, but still politely declined his offer.

Viscount Hermann did not insist further. He turned back to the three of them and said slowly, "I will stay here to examine the remaining traces. After you leave, go directly to the temple. Pastor Anya's injuries require further treatment."

He paused, then added, "I'm also partly responsible for the ghouls appearing in the sewers; I haven't maintained these facilities in far too long."

After you return, I will have the steward deliver your reward as a token of gratitude for your contributions.

"No need to be so polite, Your Excellency. We were just doing what the temple asked us to do, we're just doing what we're paid for."

Viscount Hermann nodded, saying nothing more, and simply stared silently at the ghoul's corpse.

Lorraine realized that he didn't seem to have any intention of launching an attack, so she lowered her guard a little, but she didn't want to linger there any longer.

"Let's go."

He reached out and helped Eileen up from where she had fallen to the ground.

She bit her lip lightly, struggled to stand up straight using her staff, and then, supporting each other, she and Anya slowly walked outside.

Lorraine followed behind to cover their retreat.

He only felt relieved after turning the corner and returning to the main sewer passage.

With the threat no longer looming overhead, the three of them unconsciously slowed their pace; they were simply too exhausted.

Because she didn't have any extra energy, Lorraine didn't try to jump across the ditch and return the way she came. Instead, she led them forward along the main passage.

Lorraine sheathed the rusty throat, hesitatingly asking, "Is this Viscount...always this valiant?"

Whether it was the decisiveness the other party displayed during their first meeting, or the courage and confidence he showed in coming to the sewers alone to investigate, Viscount Hermann left a deep impression on him.

"He's very strong... extremely strong."

Although Anya was infected with the fever, it hadn't broken out yet. She took a deep breath and recalled her father's instructions before she left. She explained to him, "He truly fought his way up from the bottom of the common people to his current position. He is completely different from those nobles who obtained their titles through hereditary succession."

"My father mentioned before that when he was nineteen, he single-handedly held off a breached section of the defensive line on the battlefield and was knighted on the spot after the war."

Her voice carried a hint of respect: "Moreover, he was not only outstanding in personal martial arts, but also very good at governing his territory. Before he arrived, Frost Valley was just an ordinary border town, not even as good as Shallow Beach Town now."

"He has accomplished so much in less than twenty years, and his loyalty to the Plantagenet family has never wavered. My father has a very high opinion of him."

Lorraine raised an eyebrow.

How could a small town like Shallow Beach Town be developed into what it is today in just twenty years? This viscount is truly remarkable.

Eileen seemed to have regained some of her magic power and was no longer in a state of cold sweat. She added with a sneer, "That good-for-nothing Golden Flower is quite lucky. His father died early, but he was left with such a deputy."

Anya chuckled softly.

Lorraine, of course, didn't know anything about broom or silver broom, and besides, those nobles had nothing to do with him.

So he took the opportunity to secretly glance at the reward he had just won.

[Using 100 exploration experience points, you rolled the dice: 1]

Fate has smiled upon you in spring.

Points: Six

[Reward: Ember Cloak]

Type: Back Equipment Quality: Excellent (Green)

Durability: 45/45

Weight: 0.74 kg

Equipment effects:

[Reignition]: When you kill an enemy with a fire spell, the flames remaining on the enemy's corpse will not immediately extinguish. You can draw these embers back to yourself, providing additional burn damage for your next melee attack or fire spell.

[Afterburn]: After the wearer takes fire damage, it will provide the wearer with a small amount of cold resistance for a short period of time.

Note: "Don't you pack up the leftovers?"

A wandering mercenary / "Old Smoker" Borg is indeed a magical item!

Lorraine's eyes lit up, and she even walked more nimbly.

He took a closer look at the equipment effects.

"The residual heat is not very useful. He has never seen an enemy who can use fire spells and ice spells at the same time, and he has only a slight resistance to them."

But the "reignition" truly surprised him.

His frequently used Burning Hand is a fire spell, and now that he has almost mastered Fire Arrow, he can cast spells using only his own magic. This cloak has come at just the right time.

The ability to repeatedly stack burn damage by killing enemies seems to make it very suitable for clearing out groups of enemies.

If Lorraine had had this cloak before, she might have stacked some damage on the goblins and killed the bear goblin with a single slap.

However, doing this would definitely consume a lot of mana. I wonder if there are any magical items or potions that can increase the maximum mana. I'll have to keep an eye out for that in the future.

Looks like I'm having pretty good luck today, might as well take advantage of this opportunity...

One more shot!

[Using 100 exploration experience points, you rolled the dice: 1]

[Points: Two]

[Reward Received: Protection of Cliff Cypress (Trick)]

You can make yourself smell like pine trees that have just been rained on, for up to an hour.

Lorraine calmed down immediately.

He closed the system panel expressionlessly and walked forward in silence for a while.

So what's the point of this thing? Is it used in conjunction with a mild cleansing technique to keep yourself looking presentable at all times?

He sniffed himself; after the fierce battle just now, he did smell a bit unpleasant.

The protection of cliff cypress

A cool, pine scent immediately masked the foul odors, with a faint, slightly astringent sweetness reminiscent of pine needles dampened in a forest after rain.

Lorraine lowered her head and sniffed her sleeves, then her collar; they all smelled of pine, which was quite pleasant.

"What are you smelling?"

Eileen quickly noticed that something was wrong with him; her upturned nose twitched slightly, as if she had also smelled that scent.

"Would you like to take a sniff?"

Lorraine raised his elbow.

"Get lost!" Eileen looked at him with disdain.