Chapter 765: Exploring the Secret of the Temple (3)
At the same time, Vivian's research institute.
"Then, I'll leave it to you." Lianyin put down her son Husky and nodded to the two young leopard men.
"Okay, leave it to us, meow." Saifer said with a relaxed smile. He thought that the dog-man boy Husky would be as well-behaved and easy to deal with as his younger brother, Little Hal.
He would regret it, just three hours later.
"Hal!" The dog-man boy rushed over and hugged the little black panther enthusiastically, "Haha, we can play together again!"
"Okay, okay, meow." Little Hal replied helplessly. The dog boy in front of him, who was only one year older than him, was frighteningly naughty. The last time they played together, Husky almost pulled Hal's tail off.
They were all torn apart, and the little black panther was still frightened by this.
"Are you sure you can really take care of him? Husky is very naughty..." Lianyin said worriedly.
"If it's just today, it should be fine, meow." Seglade looked at the two children hugging each other in a funny way: "My brother and I are resting and preparing for tomorrow's exam. We're not going anywhere today, meow."
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"Okay." Lianyin was still a little worried. If possible, she really didn't want to leave it to others. But the work at the institute was really busy these two days. Even the cat's paws were wanted to borrow, let alone
Leopard people.
The woman sighed and told her son: "Hasky, I will come to pick you up tonight. Remember to listen to Brother Saifer and the others."
"Okay, wow!" The dog-man boy waggled his tail enthusiastically: "Mommy, go well, wow!"
"Well, bye." Lianyin smiled helplessly, turned around and left.
"Okay, kids, meow." Saifer clapped his hands to attract the children's attention: "Come with me, let's play video games while Seglade prepares dessert, meow."
"Yeah!" Little Husky shouted excitedly.
Hal muttered dissatisfiedly: "But, it's just a game, meow... or a fighting game, meow..."
"It's so noisy, meow! Give me some satisfaction, meow!" Saifei said angrily, "Just because I brought you on board, the remaining pocket money is not enough meow---"
"Meow meow..." Little Hal drooped his ears in grievance.
Saifer and Seglade looked at each other and smiled. One by one, they picked up the kitten and puppy, and the group walked toward the lounge.
Ten minutes later, the outskirts of Edinburgh.
Bediwell stood in a medium-sized weapons store, looking aimlessly at the products displayed in front of him.
Weapon shops generally require a license to sell weapons. For the safety of urban areas, weapon shops generally can only open stores in the suburbs, because shooting is generally not allowed in the city.
In fact, private weapon shops generally cannot obtain powerful weapons.
Light sabers and light guns are controlled weapons, and physical weapons generally cannot obtain sales permission if they are equipped with powerful enchantments.
The only ones that can be sold in stores are some light weapons with a small amount of enchantments. Their consumers are generally ordinary people and are only used for self-defense when traveling.
If you want to find powerful weapons in such a place, the actual probability is zero.
Therefore, when Albert hummed a tune and seemed to be happily choosing weapons, Bedivere, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but be filled with doubts.
But a promise is a promise. Since he said he would send a weapon to Albert, Bedivere had nothing to say. The werewolf waited calmly until the tiger finished picking out the weapon.
The tiger finally chose a small dagger.
The workmanship of that thing is very exquisite, and the polished blade has countless delicate patterns, which is gorgeous and elegant. It seems to have a long history, and it seems to be the masterpiece of a famous craftsman in ancient times.
However, there is no enchantment at all. The enchanted weapon will emit a faint light on the blade due to the phase difference caused by photons.
There is no light at all on this dagger, it is too clean, so clean that it hurts.
It may have been the masterpiece of a famous craftsman in ancient times, but as the years have evolved, the enchantment on it has completely disappeared, leaving only this beautifully carved piece of ordinary iron. What a pity!
---Yes, this is one of the vase weapons. It is good as a collection, but it cannot be used in actual combat.
When Albert happily took the dagger and went to the counter to check out, the werewolf gently pushed the tiger and warned in a low voice: "Al, are you sure you want the dagger? This thing...
.Exquisite is exquisite, but there is no enchantment."
"I know." Albert replied disapprovingly: "That's why I want it."
"You don't have to be polite to me," the werewolf held the tiger back: "It's not that I can't afford the money. You can change it to a better weapon..."
"No need, this one is the best in this store." Ignoring the werewolf's obstruction, Albert walked to the counter and put down the dagger: "Boss, I want this dagger. How much does it cost?"
"Huh?" The boss casually picked up the piece of iron and weighed it, "What about this thing? It's cheaper for you, just one gold coin."
When Bedivere put down a gold coin, he was so aggrieved that he almost cried.
Albert, Albert, you are also a famous Warcraft hunter after all! With such status and status, can you not choose such a poor weapon?!
"That's great." Albert was delighted, holding the dagger and couldn't put it down: "How about you get me another scabbard? It should be gorgeously decorated."
He is absolutely crazy. Is this guy here to buy weapons or art?
The boss looked at the poor customer, smiled contemptuously, and took out a leather-inlaid gold scabbard with extremely exquisite craftsmanship: "But this costs ten gold coins, can you afford it?"
Great. The price of the scabbard is ten times that of the weapon. If you know this, any swordsman in the world will laugh at Albert. Put that vase weapon in that scabbard and carry it with you, Al
Burt will definitely be considered a redneck who doesn't know how to use weapons!
The boss's contemptuous smile almost made Bedivere explode.
But the werewolf still suppressed the anger in his heart and grabbed fifty gold coins from his purse: "That's it, no need for change. Get me two more long sword scabbards of the same style."
Because Al also carries two vase weapon long swords on his body. Although these two unenchanted long swords have almost no lethality, they are still sharp. Al has already lost face once, so there is no need to be afraid.
If he loses it a second or third time, just help him put together the vase weapon set.
The owner of the weapons store looked at Bediwell. He saw that the werewolf had always been paying, thinking that this man was the big boss and the tiger was just the wolf's servant (and he was also a country bumpkin).
So, the owner of the weapon shop smiled at Bedivere and showed the most respectful attitude: "Hey, okay, sir. I will get you a good scabbard right away. Is there anything else you need, sir?"
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It would be great if this attitude could be applied to Albert. The werewolf sighed.
"That... that..." Elaine, the white bear man, also came over with a small axe. He saw that Albert chose that beautiful vase weapon and found it very interesting, so he also learned to choose it.
An ax with exquisite workmanship but without any enchantment. In the hands of a burly white bear man, this thing is not as lethal as a bear's fist.
"Are you coming too?" Bedivere said gloomily.
"That's a gold coin for you." The boss began to bargain: "For five more gold coins, you can get a sheath with the same exquisite workmanship."
Bediwell hid his face helplessly and took out six gold coins. Please, can you not be so shabby?
"Hehe." Albert put the dagger into the sheath with satisfaction, hung it on his chest, and put the two long swords at his waist into the new scabbard. He was indeed covered in vase weapons now, as rustic as a country bumpkin.
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This kind of thing will break instantly if it comes into contact with a powerfully enchanted sword or lightsaber. So did Albert deliberately use these weapons as decoration or collection?
The werewolf was confused for a while. But when he saw Albert's happy look, he didn't dare to say anything. Just like it. Do whatever you want, do whatever you want, and love everything you want. This is life.
"Beep, beep, beep." There was a commotion in Elaine's trouser pocket.
"Elaine, your cell phone is ringing." The werewolf reminded.
"Oh, yes." The white bear man hurriedly put the ax in the sheath and put it on his waist. At the same time, he clumsily took out his mobile phone and put it to his ear: "Hello? Who is it?"
Bediwell was already surprised that White Bear could actually use a mobile phone. While listening to the call, Elaine walked out of the store and stood next to a big tree in front of the store: "Hello? Hello? Here, who is it?"
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There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and finally a familiar voice sounded: "Elaine, are you alone now?"
"Kang, Constantine?" The white bear man stopped outside the door, "No. I am with, with my friends."
"Oh." The other party paused again, adding an extra layer of caution in his tone: "Are they worthy of belief?"
"Um...what, what do you mean?"
"I want to ask you and your friends to do me a favor. But I have to know first whether they are trustworthy. This matter is a national secret and I cannot let outsiders know. If they are not trustworthy, then you can come alone."
Find me."
"Oh..." Elaine was confused. He thought with his low IQ. After thinking for a long time, he said: "I, I don't understand. But they saved, saved me, helped, helped me a lot."
.Perhaps you should meet them in person?"
It was Constantine's turn to be silent again. He seemed to think for a long time before he said: "Okay. Are you still in Edinburgh? Give me the coordinates and I will come find you."
"Well, okay." The white bear man told the other party his location: "Come on, come on, we still have to go shopping."
"I think your tour today may be cancelled." Constantine whispered, "I'm on the way and will be there soon."
"Okay, okay---"
"Also." Constantine gave one more instruction before hanging up: "Please don't tell them my true identity, okay?"
"Okay, okay." Considering that Constantine was the examiner, it would definitely be inappropriate to have casual contact with the candidates, so the White Bear man immediately agreed.
"Elaine? Haven't you finished talking yet?" Bediwell and Albert had finished shopping and were about to leave the weapon store.
"I, a friend of mine, wanted to meet you." White Bear said awkwardly.
Seeing Elaine's troubled expression, Albert misunderstood. He asked carelessly: "Friend? Who?"
Elaine answered even more awkwardly: "Well... friends are just... friends."
"Wait... is it... your girlfriend?" Albert laughed funnyly: "You are so secretive! It turns out you already have a girlfriend, meow?"
"No, it's not!" The white bear man blushed and said with embarrassment: "It's a man, a man!"
"Oh!" Albert shrank back subconsciously: "So you are good at this!---Hey!! Stay away from me!"
"It's not what you think!" The white bear man couldn't laugh or cry. Although he didn't understand Albert's words at all, he could feel the contempt in his tone.
"Al, stop playing!" Bedivere punched the tiger hard to stop Albert, and then asked the white bear: "Elaine, are your friends not even willing to tell us their names?"
"Yes, there are some reasons..." The white bear man played with his fingers in embarrassment.
Albert rubbed the big bump on his head, still smiling maliciously: "Anyway, it's because of the gay relationship between you---"
Boom! This time there was a very loud sound from the top of his head.
Bediwell retracted his fist: "Okay, in that case, I won't ask. When will your friend arrive? Where should we wait?"
"I've arrived." A voice sounded from the werewolf's head.
When the werewolf looked up, a black shadow had already fallen from the tree crown. The werewolf's gaze chased the shadow and overlapped with it the moment the shadow landed. At that moment, Bedivere could clearly see the outline of the other party.
A young man, wearing a black robe and black tight-fitting light armor, appeared in front of everyone.
How did the man come, when did he come, and how did he silently run up the tree trunk? The werewolf was so surprised for a moment that he had no room to think about it.
The only thing that is certain is that this person is a master with extraordinary skills.
After the man stood up, the black metal mask on his face flashed Bedivere's eyes.
"This, this is my friend." Elaine introduced.
"Hello. I am...Shadow Walker." The man said in a low voice, but the werewolf could clearly tell that the man was young, about eighteen or nineteen years old.
This outfit is cool, but the name is really unflattering.
"Well, that's a strange guy." Albert looked at this weirdo who called himself [Shadow Walker]: "Is it necessary to hide one's head and show one's tail like this?"
"Sorry, there are some reasons that I can't explain." Shadow Walker said, "Let's find a place where we can talk more conveniently."
"Fang, a convenient place to talk?" Elaine suddenly had a bad feeling.