Chapter 369: Armour

Rothwind let out a slow whistle, shaking his head. "I'll admit, I've been treatin' ya like a couple of clueless pups. But to clear a mission like that? You've got some fight in ya, don't ya?"

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Wait, did you not know what kind of mission the token came from?"

Rothwind shook his head. "Aye, I didn't. I hand these tokens out when certain guilds or organisations request 'em, but I rarely get the details since the rewards they give me in return are enough to satisfy an old man like me."

Alex frowned. "I get that, but why's it matter? We're just trying to figure out what the token was for."

Rothwind grinned, his earlier cocky attitude returning.

"It matters 'cause if you can handle a Variant C tier mission, then you ain't just your run of the mill adventurers. You're capable of somethin' far more dangerous than most who walk into my smithy. Means I can craft ya somethin'... a bit more special."