Chapter 718: Equipping them isn’t very good, right

The number of scouts is still not many, only 24 people!

These are the same 24 people who fought with the Thunder Knights last time and now they have formed a small team again. They had been through life and death together, and their bond was stronger than ordinary comrades. They were happy to be reformed into a team, and they shook hands and patted each other’s backs.

Several Wind Knights said to Robb, “It’s reassuring to go out and scout the enemy with Mr. Robb again. If it weren’t for you last time, we wouldn’t have come back alive.”

Robb smiled and said, “That’s an overstatement. It was all just luck.”

The Wind Knights pushed forward to the south of the Magic Temple for 30 miles, set up camp, and then sent out scouts to scatter and gather information on everything within dozens of miles before they could start attacking the city.

Robb’s team was the strongest among the scouts, not only because of his participation, but also because there were two Black Earth Knights. They headed northwest towards the canyon between the Black Pine Mountains and the Magic Temple.

Walking on the rugged mountain road, Kante was excited and said, “Let me tell you guys, I have become stronger. I tried my new combat skills and magic last night, and they are so powerful!”

Everyone responded with a dismissive gesture.

Only Robb remained silent, looking at the map.

Seeing that no one believed him except for Robb, Kante became anxious and said, “Why can’t you trust me a little?”

The Wind Knights shook their heads together and said, “We’re not stupid! Kante, can’t you be more practical? Look at your own strength honestly, and then do things and say things that match your abilities. You and Mr. Robb are about the same age, but the gap in your abilities is huge. Mr. Robb is working hard on the map to plan for us, while you’re just a thug.”

Kante was embarrassed and didn’t know what to say.

Just as they were talking, Robb put away the map and said, “Wait here for me. I suddenly need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be back in a minute.”

The other 23 people had to wait for him, and they chatted awkwardly for several minutes. Then, Robb came out of the woods holding a pile of strange wood in his hands, which covered his whole body and looked like a pile of logs.

The wood was yellowish and emitted a faint green light.

Although everyone in the team was a physical class profession, except for the two Black Earth Knights, the rest were Wind Knights and had a lot of knowledge about wind-related magic. They could see at a glance that the green light emanating from the wood was a kind of magic that benefited the “wind.”

Kante was excited and said, “Robb, your luck is still so good. You went into the woods to take a dump and came back with something good.”

Two scouts from the Wind Knights approached and examined the wood carefully. “We don’t recognize this wood, but just by looking at its light green glow, we can tell that it’s great for making wind-based magic staves.”

Robb glanced at the team’s composition. Other than himself, there was Kante, two Black Earth Knights, four Wind Knights, and the rest were assassins, hunters, and archers. There were no magicians. He smiled and said, “This is boxwood, a great material for making staves. Using it to make boxwood staves can increase the damage of wind-based magic. However… since there are no magicians here, good things are only for those who can use them. If you can’t use it, it’s not worth it for us to make staves.”

Everyone was stunned by his words. “Then what are you going to do with them?” they asked.

“Just make bows,” said Robb. “Every hunter and archer here can use them, and even the thieves can shoot arrows once in a while. The knights are exempt.”

“Huh?” Everyone was overjoyed.

“You guys wait here. I’ll go back and make them into bows for you,” said Robb, as he opened a portal and stepped through it.

After a while, Robb came back with a large stack of bows – boxwood bows.

He had made them himself, and the faint green glow on the wood that had been visible earlier had now become a bright green glow. Clearly, after he had rubbed them, the magical power contained within the bows had increased, making them even more effective in battle.

Robb handed the bows to the archers, hunters, and thieves one by one. Each time, he would briefly explain their functions. “This bow increases your shooting speed by 20%.”

“This one increases your Multi-Shot damage by 20%, and also increases your agility.”

“This one increases your movement speed by 10%.”

“This one…”

He would explain each bow’s function as he handed them out. In a short time, he had distributed more than a dozen bows. Everyone looked a bit strange after hearing his explanations.

These weren’t just ordinary equipment for scouts. Each bow was a masterpiece. Even generals would find it hard to obtain just one of them. It was like giving away cabbages for free.

Of course, Kante was used to this. Godfather, his boss in Westwind City, always gave his subordinates equipment like this. No matter how expensive the equipment was, it was not as valuable as the soldiers under his command. He would give them all master-level equipment, even if they only had the smallest combat skill, they would be able to create an explosive effect.

Kante pulled Robb’s arm and said, “Robb, come with me. I have something to tell you.”

Robb followed him to one side, away from the others. Only then did Kante lower his voice and whisper in his ear, “Brother Robb, is it really a good idea to give them so much equipment from Westwind City?”

Robb asked, “Why do you think it’s not a good idea?”

Kante replied in a very low voice, “Who knows if Godfather will declare himself king in the future? The relationship between West Gran and Westwind City could become very delicate. Giving them ordinary equipment is one thing, but if you give them the amazing equipment made by Godfather, I’m afraid these people will become our enemies if Godfather becomes king. That would be a setback for Godfather.”

Robb exclaimed, “Damn! You’re smarter than usual!”

Kante replied, “Is this something only smart people would think of? If even I, a fool, can see it, I’m afraid everyone still in Westwind City is thinking about this.”

Robb chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, “Don’t worry. My teacher has no desire to be king. He’s such a lazy person, how could he possibly be a king?”