The Butcher of Sargon (LoL x Arknight Fanfiction)

From far to near, the speed at which the girl walks is not fast.

The guards responsible for vigilance next to her raised their specially made crossbows without relaxing their vigilance just because the approaching person was a female.

In Terra, gender is not the key to determining strength.

Just like Saria, even if her strength were placed in the Columbian Military, she would still be among the top 300.

"Oh, don't worry, I just want to hitch a ride with you, I won't do anything to you, so can you ask your men to move their crossbows away a bit?"

Stopping about a dozen meters away from Garde, the girl was very aware of the taboos in the wilderness.

Without the protection of the city, the wilderness was like a dark forest, where people on the road were either hunters or prey.

To ensure safety, one must prove their strength and value.

The girl opened her bag and exposed everything inside to Garde.

Apart from a few pieces of clothing, there were two small Originium Ingots.

These black square stones, processed simply from Originium, were the most popular "currency" in the wilderness besides cinnabar.

The girl threw one Originium Ingot towards Garde, who caught it casually.

Seeing this scene, the girl was slightly amazed.

"You actually caught it directly, you're quite bold."

Some people would tamper with Originium Ingots, such as turning them into simple bombs, so for someone like Garde to casually catch another person's Originium product was purely a sign of skill and bravery.

"That should be enough, I'll pay for the ride, you take me a distance. I can't give you this remaining Originium Ingot in my hand, I don't want to starve to death in the city because I don't have money to buy things."

As the girl was about to pass by him, Garde reached out and stopped her, pointing to the sandy ground beneath him.

"No need to hide your things under there, I won't rob you, and I'm not the leader of this merchant caravan, so I can't promise you anything."

"Tsk."

This time the girl was genuinely surprised. She hadn't expected her Originium Arts to be exposed.

"Big guy, are you a Caster?"

"I'm just more familiar with using sand spells."

Due to inheriting the hero template of Renekton, Garde occasionally dreamed of the memories of Shurima in Renekton's memory.

In Renekton's countless years of conquests, there were many enemies adept at using sand in battle.

After all, in Shurima, where the yellow sand was vast, sand was the cheapest and most abundant material, much like the vast desert of Sargon.

"Also, don't call me big guy, I have a name, I'm called Garde, what about you?"

"Carnelian!"

The girl gestured with her finger, and the things hidden under her feet flew out one by one, all Originium Ingots. Counting them, there were at least a dozen. This was a considerable wealth for an ordinary mercenary group.

"Carnelian, Carnelian..."

"Is there a problem with my name?"

"No, I just feel it's somewhat familiar."

Garde spoke the truth.

Even though he remembered some things after eighteen years of crossing into this world, he had forgotten more. Unless it was someone or something that left a deep impression on him, he would forget about them by the time he's ten.

Obviously, the girl in front of him was not among those.

"I always feel like you're thinking about something rude."

Carnelian hugged her chest, and her white windbreaker rustled in the blowing sand.

'There's something even more rude.'

Garde silently muttered to himself, and Carnelian's attribute panel appeared before him.

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Character: Carnelian

Code name: Carnelian

Gender: Female

Combat experience: Half a year

Birthday: January 17th

Race: Caprini

Height: 173cm

Upper chest circumference:

Lower chest circumference:

Waist circumference:

Hip circumference:

Oripathy Status: Non-infected

Physical strength: Normal

Battlefield mobility: Normal

Physiological endurance: Excellent

Tactical planning: Standard

Combat skills: Standard

Originium Arts Adaptation: Excellent

Evaluation: A traveler from a certain ancient tribe in Sargon not under the control of the Lord Ameer, mastering special Originium techniques, once blessed by ancient entities, with considerable strength.

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After Garde's upgrade, the system's evaluation became more comprehensive, displaying more details.

The current girl named Carnelian had average panel strength, at most equivalent to the standard of the accompanying Rhine Lab security personnel. However, her excellent Originium Arts Adaptation, combined with certain special Originium techniques, allowed her to demonstrate a strength far beyond that of ordinary security personnel.

This was also the confidence that enabled the girl to come alone to the caravan.

If Garde's caravan were really just an ordinary merchant caravan.

However, the template's penchant for measuring three sizes hadn't changed.

The girl in the windbreaker had clean and neat white short hair, giving off a clean and refreshing feeling. The white windbreaker, coupled with the girl's mature wheat-like healthy skin, exuded an exotic beauty.

The only regret was that the girl's bust was just average. When covered with the loose white lining, the contours didn't appear so prominent.

But her pair of long legs were straight and slender. There's a saying that the most perfect ratio between upper and lower body is five to eight.

Carnelian's legs were definitely over a meter long.

Of course, as a proper crocodile, Garde wouldn't deliberately look at a girl's measurements and leg length.

It's all done by the attribute panel!

"Garde, what's going on?"

The commotion quickly caught Saria's attention. She walked over and saw Carnelian.

"Is she an acquaintance of yours?"

"No, just passing by, wanting to follow us to the nearby city."

Saying this, Garde threw the Originium Ingot that Carnelian had just given him to Saria.

Catching the Originium Ingot, Saria pondered for a moment and didn't refuse.

"She can follow the caravan; there happens to be room on the car."

It wasn't about caring for one or two Originium Ingots. As a legitimate researcher from the Columbia Corporation, Saria had the confidence to accept passing travelers.

Three off-road vehicles the size of heavy trucks, several grenade launchers, three automatic crossbow guns, the most advanced drones for reconnaissance, and over twenty elite security personnel from Rhine Lab.

This configuration was already comparable to that of a regular army; only mercenary groups with a screw loose would challenge them. However, just as she finished speaking, she saw the girl from the other side already approaching Garde.

"You can speak that place... um, Columbian!?"

Carnelian shook her bag, shaking out all the Originium Ingots inside and placing them in front of Garde.

"Big guy, how about we make a deal?"

Carnelian tapped Garde's chest, which was as hard as a steel plate, and said solemnly,

"I'll give you all these Originium Ingots, and you teach me Columbian!"

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