Chapter 871: A Tragic Past
Only after seeing the indifferent expressions on both Leonidas’s and Orion’s faces did Neil finally relax and continue.
"Next is the matter of the dragon itself. We have provisionally set two plans for slaying it. The distribution of spoils will differ slightly for each plan."
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Following this, Borg and Neil worked in tandem, one explaining the plans while the other added details, laying out two combat strategies for Leonidas and Orion.
It was quite simple. The two plans revolved around two main tanks: one with Commander Borg in the lead, and one with Leonidas in the lead.
To put it plainly, it was a dual-tank strategy. Whoever took on the main role would receive a larger share of the spoils in the end.
Neil spoke for a long time, meticulously going over the distribution of the dragon’s corpse. From the dragon scales, hide, blood, and bones, he confirmed every type of material with Orion and Leonidas.
After Borg and Neil had left, Orion couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.
This kind of thing was so troublesome.
"Heh, I’m just afraid that after we kill the dragon, they won’t be alive to collect those materials," Leonidas scoffed.
He had no interest in the materials from a Legendary-level dragon. And he had absolutely no confidence in this Dragonslayer’s Lance Mercenary Corps.
They were too self-assured, and they understood far too little about dragons.