But the main body will really find things for me to do."
A man who looked very similar to Sauron walked through the wooden gate of the village without any difference and came to the shield crab lying not far from the gate.
The person who came was none other than the clone that Sauron accidentally transformed into in the morning.
I saw that he was holding an orange-red sword in his hand.
It is different from the ordinary iron sword in Kahn's hand that only has four sides.
This long sword with a uniquely colored blade has six sides.
The sword is four fingers wide, and the blade is one meter long. It does not emit a trace of light in the sunlight.
This long sword is called Flame Shadow, and it was collected by the ancestors of the Isis family from various rare materials containing magical power.
Then he commissioned a master craftsman named Kulan to craft a magical weapon.
Compared with sophisticated weapons, they are tougher, thicker and sharper.
The standard iron sword in Kahn's hand is just an ordinary and low-quality iron sword that cannot be called ordinary. It cannot even be called sophisticated.
The gap between the two can be imagined.
Because Yanying added rare fire attribute magic ores during forging.
Therefore, after forging, the entire sword body appears bright orange-red.
As long as the user introduces magic power, the originally cold weapon will quickly heat up, causing burn damage to enemies injured by the flame shadow.
Originally Sauron wanted the little maid Thor to bring him a weapon when she returned to the castle, and the weapon she was referring to was the flame shadow hanging in his bedroom.
The clone held Yanying in his hand, ran for a few steps, jumped hard with his feet, and landed on the shield crab's head very easily.
Because the limbs are removed, the shield crab cannot stop the clone's actions at all.
Pfft~
The flame shadow sword in Separate's hand sank into the shield crab's head without any hindrance.
A large amount of transparent liquid gushes out from the wound left after Yanying was pulled out.
It seems that this action cannot kill the shield crab.
The clone then lifted Yanying and thrust it into her several times as if pounding garlic.
Along with the rhythm of the flame shadow rising and falling, the dark and agile shield crab began to slowly dissipate.
In the end, the clone stopped what it was doing, and the shield crab's eyes became vacant and lifeless.
The clone wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and exhaled:
"So tired!
It should be fine if it doesn’t look like this, right?”
While the clone was busy executing the shield crab,
Sauron and his little maid were squatting in the small square of the village, one big and one small pointing at a pile of pig leg bones on the ground.
"The leg bones have to be chopped off!
But judging from the length, it should need to be cut into several sections."
Zoro poked at the hind leg bone of the large wild boar that still had some meat left on it.
At his request, although Old Hank removed most of the wild boar meat on the hind leg bones, a little was still left.
"Master, these bones don't even have much meat. Can they really be as delicious as you say?"
The little maid Thor looked at Sauron with suspicion.
She can count the number of times she has cooked on one hand and the few recipes she has.
It is impossible to imagine the power of the Blue Heart Foodie Empire.
"Should, probably, maybe, maybe!"
Zoro himself said a little uncertainly.
In fact, he has no cooking experience.
In the past, it was only through the hard-working takeaway boys that he could taste the craftsmanship of skilled chefs at home.
Later, after I returned to my hometown and squatted at home, I rode two wheels and went out to eat.
But if you haven’t seen pig running, you haven’t eaten pork yet.
Although he even gave back the simplest chemical equation to the teacher, he didn't have any serious cooking experience.
But after going to many restaurants, I always thought about harvesting delicious food by myself.
Unfortunately, the actual results are very disappointing.
Eventually he had to give up the idea of cooking by himself.
However, Zoro will still take a few more glances at the production method when watching gourmet food.
"Next we need to chop the bone with an ax and soak it in water."
Zoro waved the wooden-handled iron ax in his hand, feeling that his hand felt pretty good.
He aimed the ax blade at one part of the bone and made several strokes.
Just when Sauron was about to chop down the iron ax in his hand.
A serf whom he didn't know knelt in front of him.
"Who are you?"
Zoro stopped what he was doing and looked awkwardly at the silent man who suddenly knelt in front of him.
My predecessor didn't even know a few of the guards in his own castle.
Not to mention the people in the serf village outside the castle.
"Serf Venn, Lord Sauron."
The man kneeling in front of Sauron is none other than Wayne.
This morning, the field that his family was responsible for was devastated by large wild boars.
Kahn also specially prayed for his family to reduce this year's winter tax.
This incident happened just a few hours ago, and Zoro was still very impressed by it.
After all, this incident made him very comfortable pretending to be 13 in front of Kahn.
"Forehead!"
"So you are Wayne!"
Although Sauron and Wayne are at the same height.
But because the other party kept his head lowered, Sauron did not see Wayne's face clearly.
However, Sauron didn't understand what he was doing now: "Is it also popular in other worlds to kneel down and kowtow to express gratitude?"
He squatted on the ground, playing with the iron ax in his hand, tilted his head and said in confusion:
"I understand, you get up first."
"If you have anything to do, stand up and talk about it."
Sauron, who came from Blue Star, was not very used to people kneeling on the ground and talking to him.
Wayne gritted his teeth, still kneeling on the ground and said in a low voice:
"Thank you Lord Sauron for reducing my family's winter tax this year!"
"If there is anything you need to do, please let me do it for you."
Zoro rubbed his smooth chin, looking at Wayne who was still kneeling and feeling a little troubled.
"Oh okay!"
"But I don't seem to have anything to do now!"
The scene seemed to quiet down for a moment, and an awkward atmosphere began to fill the air.
The clever little maid seemed to sense that something was wrong in the atmosphere. She pulled the corner of Zoro's clothes with her little hand and called Zoro softly.
"Master, master!"
"Um?"
Sauron was stunned for a moment when he heard Thor calling him.
But he immediately followed the direction of the little maid's finger and understood what she wanted to say.
Sauron couldn't help but smile and gave Thor a thumbs up, silently praising: "Awesome!"
When the little maid received Zoro's praise, she kept giggling happily.
Sauron turned to Wayne who was kneeling and said:
"Ahem~
You came just in time, I was worried that I couldn't find anyone.
See those bones on the ground? I need your help, Wayne, to chop them all off.
After cutting, remember to soak it in water.
It will be of great use to me in an hour.
Num, this is an axe, you can take it and use it first."
After speaking, Sauron handed the wooden-handled iron ax to Wayne.
"Yes, Lord Zoro"
Wayne stretched out his hands respectfully and took the ax from Sauron solemnly.
It was as if this matter was a very sacred matter to him.
In fact, Wayne himself knew very well that he was just one of the many serfs in the territory.
With only a handful of strength, he could only help Zoro with some physical work at most.
Therefore, he did not complain about something that Sauron entrusted to him, which seemed perfunctory at first sight, and even felt a little grateful.
Of course, Wayne didn't expect that he could repay Sauron's debt with this little thing in his own hands.
But then he thought that he could still do something for Sauron, which made his heavy heart feel a little lighter.
But Wayne didn't know that cutting bones was really important to Sauron.
After all, he really wanted to savor the taste of bone soup. The first step was to cut off the big bones with marrow.
Wayne felt relieved, but Zoro looked at it with pain in his face.
Looking at the dark, rough man with a Western-style face in front of me.
Although the "joy of labor" that originally belonged to him was taken away from him.
But the expression of gratitude on his face didn't look like he was faking it, which made Zoro couldn't help but sigh: