"It seems that there will be no gain!" Sa Long shook his head with a depressed face, and a hint of unconcealed disappointment appeared on his face. The unscathed guard sword was returned to the guard beside him, and he turned around to walk out of the shop.

At this time, a clear male voice sounded from behind, "Please wait, can you let me see the sword you just now? It was the one that cut off two works by Teacher Lucas with one sword. I promise to just take a look and be willing to give 10 gold coins as compensation!"

"sword?"

Salon turned around with a strange expression, looked over with one-eyed eyes, and saw a middle-aged man wearing blue tight aristocratic costume looking at him with a serious face, behind the nobleman, four people stood,

Two old men with a bit arrogant expression, and two young men,

The old man was wearing a blue tuxedo dress with a draped aristocratic tuxedo, but one of the old man had a golden emblem on his cuff, which seemed to be among the highest among the four. The other two young men were wearing light leather mail, with a handle similar to the serpentine sword I just saw, but the style was more gorgeous, with light blue gems inlaid with slender sword sheaths made of snakeskin on his face, which was obviously not comparable to the street stalls as I had seen. The two young men also looked quite handsome, with curly blonde hair and a high nose bridge. They looked like the middle-aged nobles, revealing their strong interest in the guard sword.

"It should be someone who has a unique hobby for weapons. It's really troublesome!" Salon rolled his eyes. In such a cold weapon era, both soldiers and martial nobles had unique enthusiasm for extremely sharp weapons. A good weapon is tantamount to an extra life for the user. The other party can open ten gold coins as a reward for a glance, which means that the other party is not an ordinary little noble.

After all, this place is Kyoto, which is not a human being. Salon is unwilling to cause trouble for himself without being known, so he refused to say, "Sorry, that is a weapon used by the warriors to fight, not an appreciation item placed here! If you are interested in ornately decorated weapons, there are enough appreciation items here!"

"Appreciation? You mean I am more appreciative than the assassination sword that Lucas has cast with all his heart!"

A roaring and angry voice came. This time, the person who spoke was not the middle-aged nobleman who was rejected and was a little embarrassed, but the old man who had just rushed over from the back of the store. The thick white hair and the hammer in his hand were undoubtedly indicating his identity. His eyes first glared at Salon. Then he floated to the middle-aged Guidu who asked, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

"What are the weapons that cannot go to the battlefield, not appreciation?" Salong smiled disconcertedly. "I will never tell me that on the battlefield, the enemy is like these armors used as assessments, standing still and letting you stab!"

"you!"

The old blacksmith had bloodshot eyes and his angry hair stood up. He was the craftsman of the shop, Bilucas, who was not a first-class weapon craftsman in the Empire. Although he was not a brilliant profession level, such a craftsman level was equal to the craftsman level of Icardiva. This shop of Bilucas has been open in Kyoto for fifteen years. As a well-known weapon craftsman, he forged many so-called "famous weapons".

But as a daily business store, forging of high-quality products requires a lot of time and energy. A good weapon not only requires good materials, but also requires technicians to train day after day, and finally depends on the luck of tempering.

Few countries can concentrate thousands of craftsmen under the Weapon Research Institute like the Falcon Empire, under the consideration of the usual military industry of Fatty, and at a very early age, solve the problems of steel forging, thus realizing mass production of high-quality weapons and the forging of Thor's gun barrels.

In the Gangfei Empire, the weapon craftsmen are still in the independent stage of their forging. Even an excellent craftsman can create three weapons called fine products in a year under the constraints of various conditions. Even if it is very good, in most cases, the craftsmen need to forge some time-saving and labor-saving, but can easily sell ordinary samples to maintain. Sometimes even agricultural tools are forged.

And the stinging sword that was cut by Salon with two swords is undoubtedly such an ordinary work

The sword body of the stinger is slender, and the huge hilt is often decorated with gorgeous decorations and is not very practical. Most of the components that show their identity are to cater to the aristocrats' combination of exquisite jewelry and martial arts. However, since it was forged by a first-class weapon craftsman, its identity and price are naturally different. However, in the eyes of a murderous warrior like Salon, the so-called exquisiteness and sharpness are far less than the most frequently used ferocious chops on the battlefield.

If it is normal, it would be fine, but today is a crucial day for Bilicas. Duke Pufei, the grand duke of the Putuo Principal, from the western coast of the Gangfei Empire, came here to negotiate a business of purchasing weapons. There were 150 high-level swords. As the officers of the Principality, two samples were sent three months ago. The other party expressed great satisfaction. This was a big deal involving 100,000 gold coins. Bilicas could even wake up in a dream. If all the officers of the Putuo Principality were responsible for their own shops, if such news spread, his reputation would increase a few points.

But at such a critical moment, the barbarian who came from somewhere did not know where he cut off his two sting swords with one sword in front of Grand Duke Pufei. He was undoubtedly talking about how inferior the weapons forged by his shop were. If the Grand Duke had not stood opposite him, he would have wanted to run over and kill the one-eyed dragon with a sneer.

"Aro, bring the Scarlet Sword I just forged! Since I have to compare, let's see whose weapon is the appreciation."

Bilucas's hair stood up, and he shouted to the trembling plan next to him with anger. The white-faced man hurried to a room behind the counter, carefully holding a heavy snake-shaped sword,

Seeing this snake-shaped sword, Saron's pupils contracted unnaturally, and the middle-aged nobleman in blue dress even brightened his eyes and whispered, "Good sword!"

Although it is also a sting sword, the body of the sting sword is obviously much thicker, almost comparable to a heavy double-edged sword. The side of the hilt guard is a spiral-shaped and bright arc, which is big like a metal shield with a diameter of 30 cm. The hilt is as long as a quarter of the sword. It is inlaid with seven red gems and is engraved with threads that are easy to hold with both hands. The thin shopman holds this sting sword similar to a large heavy sword in his hands, and he staggers, showing a bit of a hard feeling.

"Don't you want a sword that can go to the battlefield? This scarlet sword is a work I personally forged for General Lamia, a famous imperial general on the northern side!" Bilucas showed a hint of pride in his tone.

"It's Lamia!" The middle-aged noble's light blue eyes were suddenly filled with bloodshot, and his hands were unnaturally clasped together. It seemed a little unnatural. He was the grand duke of the Putao Principality Duke Pferaphael,

He had too many complex emotions about the empire's famous general Lamia, who once led the army of Gangfei, invaded the Principality of Putao and caused the death of hundreds of thousands of civilians in the Principality of Putao.

The Putao Principality and the Gangfei Empire are both located on a huge peninsula surrounded by the east and west seas and are semi-prominent. The Gangfei Empire is fully open to the east and south, but the area of ​​the Putao Principality located in the west is less than one-tenth of the area of ​​the Gangfei Empire. However, the Putao Principality, which is strong in the naval field, has never really heard the orders of the Gangfei Empire. Because behind the Putao Principality is supported by the "Rantest Sea of ​​Randest, the Central European Barroon Navy."

In terms of politics, the Burros family in the Putao Public is even known as the shadow of the royal families of various countries in Central Europe and Barros.

In addition to the Central European Barros overlord Gangfei Empire, which has always been very strict in the prevention, there are more than a dozen principalities and kingdoms in the Central European Barros region, and to be precise, women of the Burrows family.

It is precisely with such a complex network of relations that although the Putao Principality is not large in size, the Gangfei Empire must be polite to it. The two countries belong to an alliance. Until five years ago, the current Gangfei Emperor who ascended the throne took advantage of the opportunity of civil unrest in the sea country, Rantste, and suddenly sent troops to the unprepared Putao Principality.

Because of the small territory, the Putao Principality's energy was in the navy, and the army's combat power was lax all year round. The aid Rantest fell into a civil war, and the Putao Principality's army was defeated by the powerful Gangfei people. The country was occupied within seven days. The 376 kingdom nobles, including Grand Duke Pferaphael, were captured. Finally, the taxes of the kingdom for ten years and the recognition that the Putao Principality was a vassal state of the Gangfei Empire were able to redeem the Duke.

The one who led the army to attack the Putao Principal was Lanmiya, who was now appointed as the general head of the Northern Frontier Defense Forces and the commander of the Fifth Army of the Empire. This time, the Putao Principal came forward to help borrow the Lantast Navy for the Gangnian. It was also conditional on offsetting the taxes for one year. But even so, there are still four years left. The Putao Principal's finances have been exhausted. If not, the transaction of a mere 100,000 gold coins would not require a grand duke to come forward.

"The sword is a good sword, but unfortunately! It was a sword of sadness that had lost to his master before he even went to the battlefield! "When hearing the sharp sword made for General Gangfei, Lamia, who was killed by himself, Salon's eyes stayed on the scree sword for a while, and suddenly a sneered at the corner of his mouth

"No master's sword of sadness? What does your words mean?"

Grand Duke Pferaphael looked at Salon with amazement. He always thought that Salon was a man of Gangfei. Although his pronunciation sounded awkward, it was not unusual in Gangfei. After all, the Gangfei Empire had conquered the three principalities east of Central Europe. Most of the foreigners from these principalities had awkward speaking, just like Salon, it was obvious that there were many barbarians. This time, the southern Feize, who was conquered by the Gangfei Empire, this time,

"It's not interesting, just to state the facts. Lanmiya was dead, that's it!" Saron shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and General Gangfei who had persisted until the end of his breath flashed in his mind.

"You must know that as a foreigner, it is such a serious crime to curse a general with a prominent empire! The security soldiers will hang you at the gate of the city as a warning to other barbarians!" Puferaphael reminded with a serious expression, but in fact he was speculating in his heart, is it true? The butcher Lamia is really dead? No, there are more than 100,000 troops on the northern side! Or maybe this barbarian just talks nonsense, but looking at Saron's plain expression, Puferaphael felt a little touched in his heart

"Although he was pierced by a gun, he still insisted on not taking his last breath. The chestnut hair, especially the big nose, almost occupying half of his face, how could I remember it wrong? Salon said to himself, obviously not caring about the white face of Pufelafil on the other side, and finally made a gesture of waving the knife easily. "A very tenacious guy. In the end, I took action myself and cut off his throat with one stroke. I will remember it wrong!"

The bloody words immediately caused the air in the shop to drop several degrees, and it was silent. Pferaphael's mouth opened slightly and stayed there completely. He always remembered the capital that had broken through him, riding on a high-headed war horse, proudly leading himself, the captive, in the pride of Lanmiya, who was parading by the streets of Gangfei, with his proud appearance and unforgettable humiliation. That's right, it was the big-nosed Lanmiya, who was called the nose lion by Gangfei's military!

"Crazy, this guy must be crazy, Aro, you go and report to the police station immediately, there is a madman here!" A few seconds later, Bilucas shouted to his friend in anger like a rabbit with his tail stepped on, but his friend looked at him and did not dare to move. A guard's sword was placed on his shoulder, and the shiny blade with a hint of coldness made the shopkeeper tremble all over his body

"Sir, I find that he has any intentions that are unfavorable to you. Do you need to kill him?" The guard holding the sword turned his head and asked Salon for advice, his tone was cold.

"Although I'm not afraid, I don't want to cause trouble, forget it!" Salon slapped his lips slightly. He was just here to understand Gangfei's weapon forging level, and he didn't want to cause trouble. Moreover, he was a mercenary. He was from a mercenary. He had no discrimination against civilians. If he was two nobles, he might be interested in killing him and waved his hand to the guard. He asked the guard to put away his sword.

"Sir, what if... "Koshiguchi looked hesitant, with a little concern

"Don't worry, there will be no in case. Gang Feiren is still waiting for us to withdraw from the northern border! Now we are not the ones who are most afraid of delaying it!" Salong's eyes became extremely sharp, and he glanced at the corner of the street outside the shop intentionally or unintentionally. A spy's figure flashed into the crowd hurriedly. How could Gang Feiren completely let himself run around in Kyoto? That's fine. At least Salong saw the spy who had just flashed into the crowd, and at this moment he had already stepped forward to stop a team of security soldiers who were about to go to the original ones, as if he was explaining something. The spy soldiers immediately changed their direction of their journey.

"It seems that this is true!" Pferaphael, who brought this scene to his eyes, was undoubtedly shocked the most.

The four people behind him were also shocked. Gang Feiren was used to being domineering and arrogant. When did they suffer such a loss? Gang Feiren is Kyoto, but they dare not send people to arrest him. They also secretly sent someone to protect him. The old man with a golden cuff suddenly asked, "Can you ask a risk, you shouldn't Gang Feiren!"

"I am Salon, the southwest governor of the Falcon Empire. This time I am granted my lord's order to sign the contract!" Salon hesitated for a moment, and he also felt that these nobles did not seem to be Tingba, otherwise they would not have kindly reminded themselves.

"Falcon Empire?"

Pferaphael murmured strangely, as if searching for memories related to this. Unfortunately, he had no impression! Because he had hatred of the country's destruction, most of his attention was on Central Europe Barro. He hoped to use the Burrows family to find allies in Central Europe Barro. He didn't know much about the situation outside Central Europe Barro. In addition, the principality's financial difficulties made it difficult to establish even the most basic news network. Most of them purchased related news from the country through ground organizations, and the news was extremely closed.

"Is it the Falcon Empire that has risen northwest of Obalo?"

The old man with golden mark on his cuffs frowned slightly. He was the contact minister of the Putuo Principality to Gangfei. It turned out that he was the prime minister of the Principality. Because he had been in Gangfei, he had heard some news about Gangfei's failure to enter the southwest, but he was not sure that these favorable news were blocked layer by layer in Gangfei's country. He could only say slowly in a tone, "Is it that country that Gangfei's Navy severely damaged in the southwest a few months ago?"

"It should be!"

Salon's face was a little dark. It was done by the navy. The navy and the army have always been inconsistent with each other. So he replied reluctantly, "Three months ago, our navy did fight the Gangfei Navy once in the southwest. It is said that the battle results are good, but that is the navy's business. I am the army. Recently, I heard that the navy seized Gangfei's Kathelli Island. I wonder if it was a heavy blow?

"It's just an island...it shouldn't be very important," Salon said with uncertain expression. He wanted to show his dissatisfaction with the navy occupying a small island. However, he saw the middle-aged nobleman on the opposite side with his mouth wide open, and the expression on his face could be described as horror. The four people behind him were also disbelief. Even the old man with a golden mark looked extremely shocked and said in a low voice.

"No wonder, no wonder Gangfeiren suddenly closed the sea route to the north. It turned out that he lost the northern hub Kathili! This is not difficult to explain why Gangfei Navy gave up the entire northern waters!"

"A group of unknown guys!"

Salon groaned in dissatisfaction and waved his hand to the guards. He felt that if he continued to talk, he might even say that the Falcon Empire had occupied the northern border of Gangfei. If this was spread in Kyoto, no one dared to say that there would be few passionate guys who would cause trouble for themselves.

Killing is not scary, but this has led to the rekindling of war. I guess His Majesty the Falcon will definitely kick himself, the Southwest Governor who has not yet been warmed up. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)
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