Chapter 276: Ominous Sword
Just as I was about to taunt Harold about his tasks and ranks, three soft sounds came from the door, and then, a polite voice sounded: "Master, Mr. Patch has been selected, and is now waiting in the main hall. (8) (1) Chinese γ η½Ξ©.γ81.
"Okay, I'll be right over," Harold replied.
He put down his glass, stood up, and said, "Alright, we should get ready to go." β
I'm sorry I didn't get to Harold, but I'm more curious to see what old Patch would pick for me.
He went out with Harold and down the stairs, and saw Old Patch rubbing his hands together on the sand in the center, with a look of greed and excitement.
"Yo, expert, did you choose so quickly?"
Old Patch looked up and saw that Harold and I had come down, and said with a smirked smile: "That's that, what kind of person is I, Patch, it's not easy to pick the best of the three!" β
I was happy: "Then I really want to take a good look and see what the old expert has picked out for me." β
"Just voila, you're satisfied!" Old Patch's face once again showed the appearance of a treacherous businessman.
On the coffee table in front of the sand, there are three things: a necklace, a bracelet, and a small sword.
The necklace is made of amethyst, purple red throughout, at first glance, it seems to have a stunning charm, each amethyst is natural, without any traces of artificial engraving, the thread connecting the amethyst pieces is not an ordinary silk thread, but a stretched extremely long Mithril thread.
I've heard of this Mithril, and it's said to be so tough when forged that it's as thin as spider silk and as steel bar, and even if you slash it with a sharp blade, you won't be able to hurt it in the slightest.
For that alone, this amethyst necklace is worth a lot of money.
Moreover, it is said that the amount of Mithril mined is extremely low, and even the royal family may not be able to have one, so I really can't understand how Harold managed to get such a valuable thing.
I glanced at Harold, and saw that his face was ugly like a hideous ghost, and if it weren't for the commitment and cultivation there, he would definitely break his word at the cost of killing people.
From this point of view, these three things are indeed authentic treasures, and Old Patch really has a vision!
I glanced approvingly at Old Patch, who looked at me with a smug face, very arrogant.
I continued to look at the coffee table, and next to the amethyst necklace, there was a bracelet.
The bracelet is turquoise and cool, and at first glance, the eyes are indulged in it, as if they are in the clear water, refreshing and cool.
The piece of jade that creates the bracelet must be a good jade, but is it really as valuable as the necklace next to it?
I looked at Old Patch suspiciously.
Old Patch pointed to the bracelet and explained, "This bracelet is not small, if I hadn't looked away, it should have been something that the legendary hero had."
He said word by word: "Bi, Tao, Cang, Lang." β
I saw Harold raise his eyebrows, and the whole person became nervous: "How could you, you know?" Who are you? β
The last sentence is simply a question, not only the tone is serious, but the whole person has taken a big step forward.
Old Patch shuddered with fright, jumped up, trembled his voice, and said, "You, what are you going to do?" β
"Who are you?" Harold's expression was serious, and his eyes were full of shock and doubt.
"I, I'm a blacksmith, don't, don't kill me!" As he spoke, Old Patch threw me a look of help.
"Hey, I said, you're enough, Harold, don't you just know a bracelet to make such a big fuss!" I stood in front of him and said, "Who hasn't had an adventure or something, why, as long as you know the origin of these things, no one else will know?" β
Seeing that I was aggressive and unhappy, Harold knew that he had lost his temper, his tense body suddenly loosened, and he let out a long sigh: "You're right, who hasn't had an adventure, maybe this Mr. Patch is just well-informed." β
"Yes, yes" Old Patch saw that the threat was lifted, and the whole person trembled again: "Don't underestimate me, although I am just a little blacksmith, but my niece is promising, she is the guard of the dwarf princess, which of these things she has never seen, do you say, An Xiaoyi?" β
"Ah, yes, I know," I said, "I've had a few acquaintances with his niece, and she's the dwarven princess's bodyguard, so it's no surprise that old Patch knows these things, right?" β
Under my questioning, Harold nodded helplessly.
As the tension passed, I turned my gaze to the third thing, which was a dagger.
It was a short sword about the length of my forearm, and at first glance, the overall color was plain and uneven, a bit like a bargain, but if you looked closely, you would see that the color was dull and uneven, just a layer of cowhide on the outside of the short sword.
I pressed the hilt of the sword, it was not soft to the touch, it seemed that the cowhide was only such a thin layer, subconsciously, I reached out and grabbed the hilt of the short sword, and pulled it out.
There was a stagger, a soft sound, and the dagger was unsheathed.
As soon as I came out of the sheath, I felt a cold light flash, and I was shocked to see it.
The two-finger-wide sword was engraved with dense words, and I could only understand a very small part of it, and I could only treat most of the others as heavenly books.
On both sides of the short sword, there is a blade about the length of a palm, and the blade is extremely sharp, and my scalp is a little tight.
"Something, I'll try the sword," I said, turning to Harold.
Harold didn't move, but stared at the sword in a daze, and after a while, he hesitated: "This sword...... You'd better not ask for this sword, this sword is a bit ...... It's a bit ominous, you can change to something else, anything. β
Looking at his complicated expression and wandering eyes, I can be sure that he must be lying!
It seems that this sword has a great future!
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of ominous" I directly interrupted his thoughts, looked at the sword, and said: "Besides, since I came to Zephyr 6, I have encountered too many ominous things, and it is not bad for this one, I want this sword, you can help me get something, I will try its sharpness." β
"No, this sword can't be given to you!" Harold's tone became tough: "Moreover, you are using a knife, what are you doing with a sword?" β
"Who told you that none of my fiancΓ©es wielded a sword?" With a leisurely expression, I asked rhetorically.
"For the good of your fiancΓ©e, you can't ask for this sword!" Harold hurriedly said: "It is really an ominous sword!" β