"What? Have you already spent the money your brother gave you?"

"Hey! It’s all for the mission!" Thinking about the hefty expenses this time, Henry couldn’t help but scratch his head.

"The money I gave you is already quite a lot. As for magic equipment, there is one item that might fit your new friend." Leonore suddenly thought of a piece of equipment. Her slender eyebrows first furrowed slightly, then relaxed.

"Oh? Aunt, how did you know I was going to give it to Raine?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Is the other person a warrior?"

Upon hearing his aunt’s question, Henry recalled Raine’s state during battle. Although he occasionally cast spells, most of the time, he seemed to fight with a warhammer and a shield. That should count as the combat professional category, right?

"Uh... I guess so."

"You still don’t know the other person’s class? And you call this being familiar?" Leonore couldn’t help but be speechless at her nephew.

"True brothers don’t care about such things!"

However, Henry also silently thought to himself that he must ask Raine about his class when he gets back.

"I have a shield here, obtained when slaying a lich, called the ’Wall of the Dead’. However, it’s not a rare level magic equipment," Leonore mentioned.

Leonore would never care so much or offer support to those other calculating nieces and nephews eyeing the throne.

But for Henry, Leonore worried that if he didn’t win over some people and build his own forces, he might find it hard to even find a place in the Soladin Kingdom in the future. This is why she, his aunt, would spare no effort in helping.

"Not a rare level? But ordinary magic equipment might be a bit demeaning to send."

Upon hearing Henry’s words, Leonore, despite her good manners, couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her nephew: "It’s an epic level magic equipment."

"Epic level?" Henry’s eyes widened as he exclaimed under his breath.

One must know that epic-level equipment is not cabbages for the picking. Unless they are entry-level epic made from special materials like red dragon scales, eye demon bodies, etc., their numbers are a little more.

But just from hearing the name ’Wall of the Dead’, Henry knew it was probably not one of those kinds of epic equipment.

The Valzeg Continent has a long history, epic-level equipment is not uncommon, but even so, they are classified into different ranks, with the strongest naturally being those surrounded by legends, often sung of by bards.

Leonore smiled and nodded: "Oh, and Henry, make some preparations. You’d better head to Dorne City tomorrow."

"The kingdom will take action in the next couple of days, and that will be the best time for you to move."

"Okay, Aunt." Henry answered seriously.

"That’s it then, waiting for your good news."

In the next instant, with a flash of blue light, Leonore’s figure disappeared from the study.

Seeing his aunt leave, Henry couldn’t help but sigh, and suddenly, remembering something, he slapped his forehead and said, "Oh~ Aunt, shouldn’t you give me the shield first?"

"Lord Viscount, look over there." At this moment, Quasi-General Gregory pointed at the table.

Hmm?

Following the direction of the pointing, Henry saw a strangely shaped shield, which had somehow already been placed on his desk.

The shield was round and ancient in design, but the astonishing part was the skull in the center spewing a faint green phosphorescent flame, as if during the crafting of this shield, this white skull was forcibly embedded within.

Moreover, just a glance at it gave Henry goosebumps, as the empty eye sockets of that skull seemed to be looking back at him like a living being.

"Whoa!"

"So cool!"

"I almost don’t want to give it to Raine!" Henry couldn’t help but exclaim.

...

At the same time.

In the eastern part of the Lankote Snowfield, at the great glacial rift.

Hanzhuo’s massive body was still circling above the rift, and just at that moment, a noticeably larger white dragon approached rapidly from the north.

"Shuang Zhuo, my sister, you finally came; Bing Zhuo has died!" Hanzhuo greeted as he saw the dragon approach, his chest resonating deeply.

"Mother has sensed it, hence she sent me immediately!"

"Tell me, Hanzhuo, what exactly happened?" For white dragons where strength is revered, although Hanzhuo was older, Shuang Zhuo, having entered adulthood, did not need to address him with honorifics.

Soon, the two white dragons descended to the top of the glacier.

"Bing Zhuo arrived at the Ice Lake before me, and upon arrival, it discovered several frost giants... the treasure Mother mentioned... had always been guarded here..."

As Hanzhuo explained, Shuang Zhuo’s enormous dragon eyes suspiciously glanced at Hanzhuo: "So you say there’s still a human in the rift?"

"Yes, sister! I have never left, and I can smell the residual scent of Bing Zhuo on them," Hanzhuo affirmed.

"Alright! I’ll go take a look." Shuang Zhuo looked at the deep and narrow rift in the glacier, sensed it carefully, and said.

Then, the gigantic white dragon over fourteen meters long, quickly transformed, and soon, a young human female with long white hair appeared before Hanzhuo.

Hanzhuo looked on enviously.

This was the ultimate transformation spell. Among the five-color dragons, within the white dragon clan itself, mastering this spell required becoming an adult dragon.

Both he and Bing Zhuo haven’t mastered it, but Shuang Zhuo, despite being the youngest, was the first to enter adulthood due to her remarkable talent.

In the human female form, Shuang Zhuo lightly leaped into the rift, slowly drifting downward towards the bottom. Soon, unimpeded, she arrived at the ice cave where Raine had once stayed.