Chapter 795: A New Enchanted Dagger
"What's the boss?" Billy asked.
He was impressed by the word 'boss'.
"Boss Wren," I said.
"Yes, yes, it's him," said Billy, "so your dagger was for him!" β
After speaking, he raised his eyebrows: "I said Xiao Yi, how can we say that we are also brothers who are born and died, can you get him an enchanted dagger, shouldn't you also get me a pair of enchanted double knives?" β
"Don't even think about it," I said, "Do you think enchanted weapons are so easy to get?" I gave him the enchanted dagger for a reason. β
"You're starting to get interested in same-sex love?" Billy asked, surprised.
The faces of the five phoenix girls changed slightly.
"Go, don't talk nonsense, you're interested in same-sex love!"
Hey, I'm right, he and Godot are not the best embodiment of same-sex love.
"Anyway, I can't tell you about this for the time being, it's not that I don't trust you, but this is not the most suitable place to say these things, after all, the wall has ears" Grabbing the dagger, I stood up and said: "I'll send the dagger over first, and you will look at it in a while, and when the matter is over, I will take the time to explain it to you." β
"Things?"
Except for the five girls and Taylor, the others looked confused and looked at each other.
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Pushing open the door of Wren's tree house, Wren was eating vegetables and drinking comfortably.
Closing the door, I threw it away, and the enchanted dagger slashed through a dark light light, and the moment the tip of the knife was inserted into the table, it continued to go deeper without hindrance, until it was more than half of the blade, and then stopped.
"Enchanted daggers?" Wren's pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of greed.
"Worthy of a connoisseur," I gave a thumbs up, moved a chair, and sat down: "I can see the material of the dagger." β
"Where did you get that?" Wren stared at me.
"You don't care about that," I said, "and try to see if it fits first." β
He put down the dishes and chopsticks, pulled out the dagger, and looked at the dagger carefully like a hungry wolf looking at the tender lamb, looking at it inch by inch, inch by inch, that look, eager to eat it.
"Good dagger, really a good dagger!" Wren praised: "This is the first time I have seen such a sharp and vicious dagger, but I have a doubt. β
"Just say."
"This enchanted dagger doesn't look like it has a long history, but more like it came out yesterday," he looked at the dagger and stared at me, "This can't be made by some famous craftsman or legendary forger you know, right?" β
I smiled mysteriously, "It doesn't matter whether it's from a famous craftsman or a legendary forger, what matters is that this dagger, it's indeed an enchanted weapon, and it's really in front of your eyes, and it's something you can use, not something that people say about it." β
"You're right," Wren grinned, "it's because I like you that I'm willing to be your subordinate." β
"Don't say anything about your subordinates," I waved my hand and said, "You try it first, how about this dagger, a good dagger, and it should also suit your movements is the key." β
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Perhaps because of the excitement of getting the enchanted dagger, Wren showed his true strength in front of me.
Although he is an old man, I have to admit that his movements are like ghosts, his body is silent, every shot, every attack, is as fast as lightning, and with the black light of the enchanted dagger, people can't help but feel numb when they look at it.
After a set of movements, he fell from the roof and fell quietly to the ground, still silent.
I couldn't help but slap my face: "Good movements, such a powerful body!" β
Wren smiled slightly, and the hideous scar was also touched a little.
Seeing Wren carefully tie the dagger to his waist, I sighed: "It's a good dagger, but unfortunately, there is no sheath." β
"A good dagger is never unsheathed," Wren said: "Convenient to slash, easy to kill, easy to raid, this is the best use of a dagger, as for the sheath, many times, it will only become a vain burden." β
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Wren is missing again.
I found out the day after I gave him the dagger, and I went to his house again.
Wren left a note, with only a few numbers: Revenge is gone.
With an enchanted dagger, it shouldn't be difficult for him to deal with an elven assassin who only relies on equipment but is not as strong as him.
How do I know that the Elven Assassin is inferior to him, you ask?
Isn't that obvious?
If the Elven Assassin had been on par with him, he wouldn't have escaped unscathed after breaking the dagger.
I didn't explain it to Billy and the others about enchanting the weapon for Wren, because they quickly forgot about it, just as they forgot what they had eaten yesterday.
However, the five phoenix girls were very concerned about this matter.
Oh, and by the way, and Remy, little Lori has always wondered why the contents of the package are not food, but enchanted weapons.
It would be nice if you could replace it with something delicious~
I explained the specifics to the phoenix, of course, provided that the door was closed, and I came together to keep my voice low.
After listening to my explanation, Phoenix, Cagalli, Barbara, and Yura nodded their heads in understanding.
Lirea was the only one who was a little unhappy, and she asked me, "I'm also an assassin, so you can ask me to do it." β
I shook my head: "No, this is resolutely not possible, you are all my fiancΓ©es, the people I cherish the most, I will not put you in danger, this is my bottom line as a man." β
My tone was quite serious, and Lirea sighed a little regretfully, but finally said she understood it completely.
Remy, who was lying between us, with her little head on her back, didn't seem to understand what we were talking about the whole time, she just blinked her eyes and tilted her head to look at me.
I touched her little head melon and smiled, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you." β
"Hmm......" her index finger against her chin, tilting her head in thought: "Fruit!" β
So that night, our group went to the elf's territory again.
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The next day, before dawn, Dewey's voice came from the crystal of Phoenix's call.
I picked it up casually and said, "I'm An Xiaoyi." β
Dewey smiled: "What I'm looking for is An Xiaoyi." β
"What's the matter?" I asked him.
"How do you feel about the enchanted dagger?" Dewey asked.
"It's good," I said, "it's pretty sharp." β
"Isn't there anything else you'd like to ask?" Dewey said mysteriously.
"No," I rubbed my sleepy eyes and glanced at the magic clock, it was already six o'clock, and it was time to get up.
Just as he was about to tell him that he was going to wash up and eat, Dewey's voice came again: "Don't you want to know when it was created and by whom?" β