After leaving the tavern, Han Wu randomly found a blacksmith shop and wanted to pick a weapon, but she discovered a terrible fact, that is, she had no money at all!!
"Brother, do you think we can do it on credit?" Han Wu said with a flattering look on his face, holding an ordinary long sword in his hand, and this long sword cost one silver coin.
The blacksmith glanced at Han Wu, held a hammer in his hand and kept hitting a red-hot iron while saying: "No money, get out!"
Han Wu was also mentally prepared for this outcome, but she still said patiently: "Master, I only need this weapon now. I will pay you back when I have enough money to run a few missions."
"Hmph, look at how weak you are, what kind of tasks can you take on? Come on, don't hinder me from doing business."
Han Wu sighed. It seemed that Paul City didn't have much humanity. She couldn't help but miss the days of living in Sandworm Village. The villagers were all so kind and friendly, and they would sincerely help anyone who had difficulties.
"There is nothing we can do. Let's go back first and see if the teacher has any extra weapons. We can beg them over."
Returning to Rochelle's small house, Han Wu saw that Rochelle had come back and was playing with some side dishes. Waves of aroma wafted over, making her stomach immediately make a protest sound.
"Xiao Wu, you're back." Rochelle was happy when she saw Han Wu, and invited her to come over for dinner.
"Teacher, where were you just now?" Han Wu asked casually while eating vegetables.
Rochelle was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said: "There are some things here that I need to deal with."
"That's it." Han Wu did not doubt that he was there, and did not ask any more questions, and continued: "Teacher, you see I can practice magic fighting skills now, but I am missing a handy weapon. Do you have any extra here?
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"Oh, I forgot about this. Yes, please wait a moment!" Rochelle patted her head and then remembered that Han Wu was already a junior swordsman, and it was difficult to perform the "Five Styles of Magic Dance" without weapons.
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After tinkering for a while, Rochelle took out a dusty box.
"This thing has been sealed for so long, and it can finally be seen in the light." Rochel wiped the dust on the box with a nostalgic look on his face, and opened it carefully. There was a very ordinary sword lying quietly inside.
The shape of this sword is simple. The difference from other swords is that this sword has no jaw and is just like a sharp stick. Looking at the nostalgia on Rochelle's face, Han Wu thought that this sword must have some story, which made her unable to help but
Asked: "Teacher, what kind of sword is this?"
"This sword is called Fish Intestine. It was given to me by a close friend who has experienced life and death with me several times." Rochelle stroked the Fish Intestine Sword as if the memories of the past were still vivid in his mind. Unfortunately, he is old now.
It is no longer possible to regain the sharpness of this fish intestine sword.
However, now that he has a successor, this fish intestine sword can naturally regain its sharpness. Han Wu also understands what he means, and can't help but feel that this sword is a bit heavy in his hand.
"Now, this fish intestine sword is handed over to you. Although it is ordinary, for us magic swordsmen, it is a weapon tailor-made for us. Its unique design can make
Our transition between magic and fighting spirit has become even faster." Rochel handed the Fish Gut Sword to Han Wu and said seriously.
"Understood." Han Wu took the Fish Intestine Sword, feeling the coldness from it and the delicate curves. It was obvious that the person who made this sword was definitely extraordinary.