"You're tempting people to sin, Caster! I don't believe your claim that you're a man anyway. However, since the black key is equipped with a weapon that can be used in battle, it is only a specialty of mud bombardment. Want to see it? This weapon of the Far East. “

Ichiyuki said, her fingers swiping through the air in front of her, now a metaphor for the form of the Far Eastern weapon in her mouth. Although it was just a simple finger drawing, there was nothing that could be imaged, but Qing followed the trajectory of her fingers, and it was connected. What Qing can understand is that it is a kind of roundness, and the arc is extremely ingenious, a long knife!

"Long knives? Seriously, I'm really looking forward to it. The opposite of the straight sword, although it is a blade, it is true that I did not use this weapon in my lifetime. But I love the challenge! Only by groping in battle can you experience the heartiness of battle! “

Qing waved her fist excitedly! The charming face exuded confidence, and the passionate smile made the people around who were silently watching dizzy for a while, and as for the conversation between Qing and a snow painting, there was a snow painting magic block, and all they could hear was extremely ordinary household food.

"Well----- I suddenly have a feeling of regret, maybe it was the wrong choice to introduce you to weapons. This kind of stupid yelling and screaming, to fight heartily!! It's so bad! Woo woo woo ~ my empathetic Caster, come back soon~~"

A snow painting threw herself into Qing's arms as she spoke, rubbing Qing's chest vigorously, but her movements didn't look like crying, more like exploring! Faced with a snow painting's swaying behavior, Qing naturally reached out and pressed her head and pushed her away from her chest.

"Don't test me anymore, Master. As a knight, I wouldn't lie to my master, and I didn't have the need to do something boring. My physical growth has basically grown with the increase in strength, so I am a proper man in every way! “

"Cut! I don't believe it anyway! Nine out of ten of Caster's words are false, and it is foolish to believe what he says. And the one you burned is obviously destroying the evidence, but I can clearly see that you have a super proud big breast! “

A snow painting took advantage of the situation to break away from Qing's slender hand pressing the door of her head, and pointed to Qing's flat chest with one hand, and the two words of disbelief were almost written on her face! And what is even more threatening is that the curiosity in her eyes is getting stronger and stronger! Qing has a bad premonition that maybe when she starts to go crazy, she may forcibly pull out the only clothes on Qing's body!

"----- okay! I throw in the towel! I'm not human, I'm an elf from an earlier era. I like to use my body functions according to the message Gaia conveys to me, so gender doesn't matter to me anything! “

Qing is, and Qing knows he's! This kind of weird excuse that has been used for 1,500 years has been used so rotten that it has lost its teeth, and Qing no longer knows how many people have been deceived. Anyway, Qing only knows that as long as his acting skills are good enough, it is very simple to fool the little girl in front of him! However, the little girl in front of her is still not so easy to deceive, and the suspicion on her face is the best embodiment!

"Ou~? Elf? ----Are you lying to the little girl?! The old lady is not a little girl like you can deceive! Ahem~! I'm sorry I lost my temper, since you don't want to say more, I won't pursue it anymore, I just think it's really hateful that you're so perfect that you spoil yourself like this and deliberately make some flaws on yourself. “

A snow painting stared at Qing with one eye open and one eye closed, completely no longer stubborn and stubborn just now. It's all based on mutual trust, just like the former Qing and the girl who pursued her dreams, even if there was deception, they trusted each other, but Qing kept lying and didn't give her an answer until the end of her life.

"Yes---- it is not necessarily a bad thing for people to be flawed, so that they can find the direction to work hard. Master！ -----------“

Qing suddenly stopped, looking at a shop on the right, and a snow painting also stopped because of Qing's sudden shouting. If Qing didn't have a cognitive bias in the world, then Qing was looking for a very ordinary clothing store. Compared to weapons, Qing felt that she needed a dress that looked a little more normal!

"No money, no money~ If I had money, I wouldn't give you my work clothes. Penniless can only live under the bridge, and I'm almost out of liquidity to summon you. The rest is only enough to eat, and I have to wait for my salary to be paid. Forget the extravagant idea of buying clothes, unless you're willing to sell some hue for some money or something------ huh~! Don't go, maybe this method will work! “

Hell it works! Qing Er didn't say a word and walked away, looking at a snow painting that had caught up with him with a smile on his face, Qing had a feeling that his own cultivation was not enough! She, like the little fox, is always an immodest look.

Soon, under the guidance of a snow painting, a lot of roads were walked. Qing stands in front of a very strange house, and looks extremely maverick in such a metropolis! But the cold smell that belongs to the blade has already permeated the surroundings of Qing, as if it is within reach!

Qing glanced at a snow painting beside her, and after she nodded slightly, Qing opened the glass door and walked in, and a snow painting followed in. That's the smell of blades! Qing closed his eyes and felt the excitement of this heart, the weapon is the soul of the warrior, and it is also the best companion!

Qing opened his eyes, and there was only one very old man in the shop, using this old duster to dust off the knife holder very carefully. His eyes were only the swords on the shelves, and he paid no attention to the people who suddenly entered. Maybe that's why no one buys the knives on the shelves, even if they are stained with thick dust!

The room was filled with different knives, and as she walked slowly through each one, Qing could feel the aura of the knives. That kind of martial arts people, that kind of romantic atmosphere of battle! Each one is infused with the soul of a swordsmith, fused with every blow that falls from the hammer.

It's all good knives here! Qing watched silently and solemnly, facing the knife that the swordsmith exuded his heart's work, Qing had this duty to give respect! Relatively speaking, a snow painting looks like a convenience store when looking at the knife.

It's a pity that they are all weapons made of mortal iron, and they can't withstand the power of the heroic spirit at all. Qing sighed and shook her head slightly. Looking at the old man who was dusting, he was still concentrating on wiping. Qing could feel that his mind was as calm as a mirror.

"These blades don't seem to be able to satisfy your needs, Lord Warrior. I can feel that my swords are leaping, a warrior who can still make them shine in this era. ”

The old man didn't even look at Qing, he was calm and only cared about his blades, and took care of them carefully. It's just that he didn't look at Qing and decided that Qing was a person who knew how to appreciate knives like him, but Qing's sigh made his calm heart fluctuate.

"I'm not what this blade seeks, the kind of warrior worth it."

Qing looked at the blade that was placed in the first place in the room, it was a sword with a long history, and it was only because it was worshiped and wiped by generations of warriors that it retained that smooth blade. The old man also seemed to sense the direction of Ao's gaze, and turned his head to look at the blade that was placed in the first place.

"This is a samurai of a family of swordsmiths handed down from the ancestors, but because it has never been qualified to wield it, it has also lost its name."

The old man walked slowly to the blade placed in the shrine, and with his hands trembling because he was too old, he gently picked up the long knife on the knife holder, and after looking at it silently for a while, he took off the scabbard very familiarly, and inserted the long knife into the scabbard in one go. Then he silently walked up to Qing with a long knife.

"I'm a cutler, and when I was younger, I focused on forging knives. So I'm not a worthy samurai, and it's a pity that I don't have the children to pass it on. Maybe it won't meet your needs, but please make sure that this knife is passed on, please!! ”

The old man knelt down respectfully and held the long knife in front of Qing. All this was already very clear, Qing couldn't refuse his request, but it all happened too fast, and before Qing could say a word, the long knife was sent directly to Qing.

"Then I'll take it first, old man. If I have the chance, I will give him this long sword if I meet the right samurai, so don't worry! ”

"Thank you so much! ---But I'm sorry, I still have a lot of knives to take care of, so I don't have time for small talk. I lost my company first------"

As he spoke, the old man returned to the ordinary blade he had just wiped, and continued to wipe it carefully. Qing held the long knife in his hand, the blade was not very curved like other knives, but it was not straight either, it was just the right feeling!

After taking a closer look at the blades in the house, Aoi and Ichijo Yukie walked out of the house, and the old man bowed to Aoi at the door and returned to the house. It's just that unlike when he went in, Qing already had two knives in his hand. The other is a personal gift from the old man to Qing!

"That's amazing, Caster. It's unbelievable that he was given two knives by someone else for nothing after just walking around, or maybe the old man is too old and his brain is broken! If you throw away this ancient knife, you can say that this knife will cost at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of yen! “

As soon as Ichijo finished speaking, Qing knocked on her little brain. At the same time, Qing also looked around, and after seeing that there was no one, Qing sent the two long knives into the storage dress unique to his Caster rank. That is, the very ordinary robe that Qing Gang wore when he was summoned.

Although these two knives are mortal knives, after the rectification and blessing of magic, it is not impossible to reach the hardness of the treasure! But it's just hardness and sharpness.