Chapter 162 Cold Iron Deposit
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Updated : Sep 29th, 2025
Chapter 162 Cold Iron Deposit
The warriors who had nothing to do were tasked to take the usable parts of the orcs' corpses. Some were also instructed to collect the beast soul crystals.
At this moment, Alaric was looking at the progress of his attributes.
Alaric Silversword [Elite Knight] EXP: 102 —>142/1000
Potential: A
Traits: Horseback Riding (C), Swordsmanship (SSS), Close Combat (C), Archery (E), Hunting (E), Tracking (E), Sixth Sense (E), Monster Affinity (F), Mana Gathering (C), Appraisal (B)
Strength: 170
Stamina: 180
Agility: 180
Vitality: 150
Endurance: 160
Mana: 228
Battle Points: 980 —> 1780
Stat Points: 40
(Requirements for the next advancement: 1000 EXP, 250 in all attributes, and 10000 Battle Points)
Just then, he heard someone approaching. He raised his head and saw Fredrinn walking toward him with a solemn look on his face.
Fredrinn saluted and said. "My lord, I'm here to give you the battle report!"
Alaric nodded at his words. "Go on. I'm listening."
"We have already retrieved the corpses of our fallen comrades and three hundred and eighty-nine were killed in the battle. Two hundred and twenty are seriously wounded..."
"We have already retrieved the corpses of our fallen comrades and three hundred and eighty-nine were killed in the battle. Two hundred and twenty are seriously wounded..."
Fredrinn reported the casualties with a grim expression.
After hearing his report, Alaric let out a deep sigh. He then tapped Fredrinn's shoulder and told him. "You should get some rest. Have someone treat your wounds too."
Fredrinn nodded. "Yes, my lord."
The baron didn't linger any further and left.
He then relayed Alaric's exact words to the lords.
"That's good. I'm glad that Lord Alaric took the crystals." A lord sighed with relief.
"Indeed. I'm sure everyone here agrees that House Silversword deserves most of the credit." Lord Argus squinted his eyes while observing the lords' faces.
He was the one who suggested offering the seven beast soul crystals to Alaric. He felt that only Alaric and House Silversword should take them.
"Of course! If someone thinks otherwise, I will be the first one to punch their face!" Lord Ermac snorted as he glared at the lords present.
"That's enough. Everyone here is an ally. There's no need to create unnecessary tension." Baron Argus sternly remarked.
The lords nodded upon hearing his words.
The battle brought them closer to each other and they even thought of creating an alliance with House Silversword as the core.
At this moment, an urgent voice suddenly echoed. "My lords!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw a group of warriors rushing toward them, their faces filled with excitement and joy.
"What is it?" Lord Argus asked while raising an eyebrow.
"We discovered a huge deposit of cold iron!" The warrior reported.
"What?!" The lords were stunned upon hearing this.
"Cold iron?! There's such a thing here?!"
"What should we do, my lords?" The warrior hesitantly asked.
Argus frowned. This could fracture the alliance that they were about to establish.
When melted and refined, cold iron was even more durable than steel. The equipment made from it was also more valuable so it was sought after by many lords and rich merchants. Unfortunately, this metal was rare and difficult to find.
Argus grabbed the warrior's shoulder and asked with a serious look.
"How huge is this cold iron deposit?"
The lords became silent and they all stared at the warrior, waiting for him to speak.
Sensing everyone's eyes on him, the warrior almost collapsed from the pressure. "W-We just di-discovered it so we are not sure about the size, but based on what I saw, I think it's more than enough to arm the entire North with equipment made from cold iron."
"That much?!"
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