Chapter 8 chapter Five
Jamie stayed with me to the end.Her expression was that she wanted to see how I used the money.But for me, as soon as I hold such a huge sum of money, there is darkness in front of my eyes.There are many things that I usually want and want to do, but once I really have money, I don't know what to do. "Weapons, weapons... By the way, buy a knife!" I usually want to have a good knife.At my age, where can I find a boy without this desire?But what drives me crazy is that at this point I can't think of where to buy a knife. "Are you going to the smithy?" O Calanbelle!You've finally accomplished something!Among the pure girls you bless, the one who doesn't think about things the least, actually has a time when she hits the nail on the head!But I don't think so. "No. We should go to the hotel. It would take too much time to go to the blacksmith to make an order... If you go to the hotel, there is a sword there as a bet for wine money, and you can get it quickly." In fact, I put my thoughts on the giant sword of Aunt Heina in "Song of Santrella".Now she treats the sword as useless, but why would she want to ask the blacksmith to make it into a wine glass!Fortunately, Shansen's father, Joyce, the blacksmith owner, let her hit a nail on the spot and told her that this kind of steel could not be used to make cups.In the end she murmured that she was crazy to accept such a useless thing as payment for drinks, and then she didn't know where to put it.It was a long time ago, but I still remember it. I guess no one took it away, so it should still be there.The vigilantes in the city each have a great weapon (the weapon of the dead), so they won't touch that thing, who else is going to get it but them?
"What did you say?" Aunt Heina said with her eyes wide open.I shrugged and replied: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I said I'd pay you a lot of money, please give me that sword." Jemini next to me looked at me with admiration.Because Jemini is afraid of her mother, she always shrinks in front of middle-aged women of similar age.How dare I make a deal with Auntie Heina in such an awe-inspiring way, she immediately looked at me with infinite respect. "That thing is still there... what are you going to use it for?" "Just take the money. What to do with it is my business, right?" Look, Jamie, I'm such a man.I am a majestic and formidable man.Although you are very discerning and dare to set my mind, to you, I am like a tree too tall to climb. Yes, Xiuqi.I'm so stupid.The ignorant girl doesn't understand that the thing in front of her is the sun that has fallen to the ground, and if she tries to touch it with her hands, she will definitely get hurt.My heart hurts because of my actions.Please forgive me, woo woo. No.Poor girl.I'm doomed to keep hurting teenage girls like you.Really sorry. But this is also helpless.Everything can only be blamed on me being too handsome. "What are you doing with your mouth open?" Woo, how could this be.I was thinking too far.Aunt Heina looked at the huge sword that I and she held in my arms with a worried expression.As soon as I reached out my hand, Aunt Heina slapped my hand. "Alas!" "You bastard! Originally, I would never give this thing to a naughty brat like you, but you should also want to protect yourself now. If you don't want to live by making candles, this may be useful to you." "Are you selling it or not?" "I'm not going to sell it. Take it. Anyway, I thought about giving it to you, but you came to ask for it yourself. Take it." Aunt Heina handed me the giant sword while talking.I looked at her with surprised eyes, and said: "People who practice martial arts should pay a proper price for their weapons, so..." Snapped!Ouch, my head. This thing is really troublesome.I want to put a sword in my waist, but my belt has no ring for a sword, and it is very fragile.In this way, not only will you often touch the blade, but it will be miserable if it falls to the ground, so I also know that the belt that fastens the scabbard must be very strong.There is really no way.I had to run around with my sword in my left hand. Even knowing all this about me, Jemini looked at me with almost respectful eyes.Aware of her gaze, I straightened my back even more, and moved forward triumphantly.Jemini didn't dare to approach me casually, so she walked some distance away from me, took a deep breath, and then looked at me. "Um, um, Xiu Qi, where are you going?" "Go sharpen your sword." "Then, then, are you going to the blacksmith shop?" "Of course." Jemini seemed to cringe at my curt, dry answer.Ah, how cool.I lifted my chin, purposely not looking at Jemini, and just walked. Probably my chin was raised too high.Kuang Dang!Oh, damn it!Which horse is it that dares to shit on the road that the soldiers are going to pass?If I find out, I will put it... no, no, first observe who its owner is, and then put it... Jamie hugged her belly and laughed, then ran to help me.I blushed and stood up grabbing her hand.Then I took the hay that Jemini brought with a smile and wiped my pants with it.Why is it like this on the historic day of my first saber?The surrounding villagers all sneered and laughed.Jamie blushed and said: "Don't laugh! What's so funny?" I'm grateful that Jemini actually spoke for me, well, I've decided.Jamie, I'll make a sacrifice.Probably no stupid man would ask you to go with him. If I ask for a wife earlier, the rest of the men in the world will feel at ease, so I should seriously consider marrying you... God Ah, I seem to be crazy. The blacksmith Joyce saw a seventeen-year-old boy running towards him and said to him with a cool expression: "Help me sharpen the sword", and he expressed the confusion he felt in a simple sentence. "Who do you run errands for?" "This sword is mine!" "...If it's what you want to use, how about that one compared to yours?" I looked at the wooden knife that Shansen's younger brother used to play, and I didn't get furious, but came up with a simple solution.Joyce scratched his head when he saw the hundred thal gold coins I took out. "Damn it. It could take me all day just to give you the change." Hey, when this uncle saw such a precious gold coin, this was the only reaction he had?I didn't say anything anymore, and sat on the wooden barrel next to me.Jamie saw the sparks flying and it was getting loud so she didn't want to lean in and just stood behind me and watched. Joyce murmured and watched the knife.Suddenly his eyes glowed strangely. "This is the sword in fantasy." I gulped.Joyce stared at Blade with sharp eyes and said: "If this can be considered a sword, then a shotgun can be considered a siege weapon." Jemini burst out laughing and punched me on the shoulder.Half sad, half angry, I said discouragedly: "Is it really that bad?" "Kidding." "..." Is this fun?Joyce winked at me, and Jemini smiled wider. "This is Hana's sword, right? This is a sword that has been used for a long time. If you want to dispose of this kind of thing, it is more troublesome. Because it is hard. And it seems that it has not been kept properly, just put it like that If a sword is to be used properly for a long time, it must be maintained every day." Then without a word Joyce took out the hammer and yanked the tack off the sword grip.Then he clamped my sword into the furnace.After such a stuffing, Joyce immediately picked up other materials and began to make other objects by beating and beating.Ah, ah, if this continues, my sword will all melt away!Although I was very anxious, I still sat where I was.Because someone has already yelled out instead of me.Jamie said in surprise: "Is it okay to leave it like this?" Hearing Jemini's question, Joyce nodded.It took him a while to make a scythe, and I was so anxious that my internal organs were about to be knotted. Joyce glanced at the stove, then slowly put on his gloves, and clamped the giant sword out with iron tongs. I stared at the sword in amazement. The giant sword was already glowing white, like a sword-shaped flame.In the dark blacksmith shop, Joyce with the lightsaber in his hand looks like King Lutanio.The other blacksmiths also looked at the sword Joyce was holding in admiration.Joyce smiled and said: "It's not bad. If you don't do it like this, then there is no way to use this sword." Joyce murmured something I couldn't understand, then put the sword on the drill and began to strike.Ding clang, Dang!Ding clang!when!Hey, what's going on?Why does it look like a redo? "No toughness. The surface is also very uneven. The Kasun is also a bit crooked." Joyce made a few well-placed blows to level the surface, knock the crooked kasun back into place, and clamp the sword into the bucket.Quenching?But Joyce didn't soak as many times as usual for quenching, and it was over after only two soaks.He told me: "Now is the final step. There is no need to quench any more." "Huh...huh?" Joyce took out the whetstone and began to sharpen the knife with a "scratch", saying: "Actually, the finished sword cannot be put into the fire. But this one has not been maintained for too long, and it is already blunt. It is impossible to use a whetstone to sharpen the original blade. And it has no toughness. This The iron is steel from Jeppen. The weapons from Jeppen were not tempered enough at the beginning, so the sword is not very good at bending. But because of this, if you swing it often, the iron will lose its toughness, and sometimes it will cut bones or the opponent’s body. Armor, if you're unlucky, it won't bend at all, but will shatter directly. Steel will only become durable if it is properly quenched." Joyce's explanation was matched with the rustling sound of sharpening the knife, which sounded very rhythmic.Jemini grabs my shoulder when she hears the bone-cutting line, but I'm concerned with other things. "You mean, the person who used this sword before has used it for a long time?" "Yeah. So it has been used very well. It was well maintained at the beginning." Joyce sharpened my sword a few times as if joking, clipped the grip on, and secured it with a nail.Joyce scabbard the sword and handed it to me. "Take a look!" I swallowed, and grabbed the handle of the sword.Hiss! Whoa, whoa.God, my heart.All the hairs on his hands stood up.The sword that made a soft sound when it was pulled out before, was played by Joyce like this three or two times, but now it makes a heart-pounding sound when it is pulled out.Jemini simply stuck to my back shoulder, only showing her eyes to look at the front of my shoulder, panting for breath.She tickles the back of my neck and prevents me from drawing my sword. I drew the sword completely, when Joyce said to me worriedly: "Don't imitate those warriors and touch the blade with your thumb. For now the knife is sharp enough to shave." Ouch, I was taken aback.Because at that moment my hand was reaching out to touch the blade.I am embarrassed to hold the sword and look around.The cold light from the blade makes one's heart chill, and the shiny blade can even reflect my face.Joyce handed me a hand towel and a whetstone. "Although I don't know how far you can do it, no matter who you are, you will learn a lesson if you break a sword, so it doesn't matter. You have to set a time every day to sharpen your sword. You don't need to sharpen a lot now, One or two grinds will do. Over time, though, it may need more grinding." Then Joyce took a breath, ran to a corner of the blacksmith's shop, found his wallet, and started counting money chatteringly.He was probably counting how much money he wanted to give me.After a while, other blacksmiths also ran over, and Jemini seemed to find the way those shirtless and sweat-stained men counted money. "Crack-crack..." But I didn't have the spare energy to cast my gaze in that direction.My whole mind is focused on my great sword.Really handsome.Made for the purpose of fighting, the blade is functional, sharp, long enough, and smooth.The purpose of the blades surrounding it is to injure the enemy's body.The buzzing, bloodthirsty blade of the blade had me spellbound.Then there is the spacer for the gauntlet and the handle of the sword.The hilt, wrapped in aged leather, seemed to cling to my hand.Are these skins going to be replaced?no no.It seems that if you change anything on it now, it will break it. I put the sword back into the scabbard.But it was a little different from before, because it was terribly sharp, and the palm of my hand started to itch when I thought of holding something bloodthirsty in my left hand.My shoulders tucked up a little, my hands crossed in front of my chest, and I looked up at the sky with the most sincere expression I could make. Yubinie, look!Today another swordsman is born, who wants to practice the law of Hoganes in this land.My hands practice this law, but it is only the slave of my soul.So I dedicate my soul to you.Please look!this is me.Please don't forget, Yubinie!Hmm... for some reason, it seems that tears are about to flow out. "Xiu Qi, quickly put away the whetstone and towel." Damn it... Damn it, damn it, damn it, girl!Actually ruined my great moment!Although I muttered, I still put those things away.I wrapped the whetstone in a towel and put it in my pocket when Joyce came over with a sigh. "It's not enough to find you. Do you need a piece of armor?" Woo.Almost forgot.armor?Of course.I nodded, and Joyce smiled with an expression of "I knew you would say yes", and walked to a corner of the blacksmith's shop and started rummaging.He chose a piece of hard leather armor similar to my build, and brought it over.I'd rather have the chain mail next to it, but that's too expensive, and I don't have the guts to run around the village in it, so forget it. "You make candles, don't you? Know what to do with grease?" "certainly!" For armor made of iron, the biggest problem is moisture.But iron is a very strong material.In comparison, leather armor is still vulnerable to damage even if it is well tanned.If anyone says mold grows on armor, it must be leather armor.But leather armor that is often oiled can be used for a long time without any burden.And when it comes to dealing with grease, is there anyone better than me?Am I not a candlemaker who makes candles out of beeswax and fat?I can oil the whole sword and make it slippery.Do you want to simply put a layer of wax on it to make it drip-proof? Since the hard leather armor is as soft as clothes and can be put on directly, I put it on easily.It is separated on both sides under the neck, and there are holes with hinges on both sides.Of course that's where the string is threaded.I took the rope from Joyce and fumbled through it.Jamie giggled. "Let me wear it. Only then can I untie it." I obediently gave the rope to Jemini.She leaned against my chest and started threading the rope. "Hush! Shh!" what happened?The blacksmiths looked at us and started whistling at us.Jamie blushed.Hmph, looking at it this way, it turns out that I also resemble the legendary King Lutanio.I stood majestically upright, while Jemini crouched against my chest and busily threaded the rope.Isn't it like a king and his maids? Joyce smiled and said: "It looks like the noble ladies and apprentice knights in the story." What, what, what! Anyway, I bought boots, too, and gloves.I felt like I was flying into the sky, so I became very kind and generous, and I even bought a set of clothes for Jamie.I seemed to be dazzled, and Baisaier disappeared in an instant.Anyway, Jemini started bouncing up and down for joy, and seeing her like that put me in a good mood.