McGerson took Lane to a tent to rest, poured a cup of tea, said he wanted to make some arrangements in advance, and then said goodbye and left.
As soon as he got out of the tent and turned around, McGregor couldn't restrain his excitement. He almost made a sound in his excitement, fearing that the armored weirdo in the tent would hear it. In the end, he waved his fist vigorously, but the joy on his face was still there.
It cannot be concealed.
After rubbing his hands and calming down, McGerson was ready to go find his partner Kenny, who was also the actual manager of the swordsmanship competition, to explain the situation.
Before he could set out, he saw a man with a big belly coming over in a hurry.
It's Kenny.
"I heard you..."
"Shh!"
McGerson made a silent gesture, glanced at the tent behind him, and then pulled Kenny and ran away.
The two stopped behind a tent, and Kenny asked anxiously again: "Many people told me that they saw you bringing the armored monster, is it true?"
Michaelson pointed to the tent he came out of: "Yes, it's in there now."
When Kenny heard this, he stamped his feet anxiously: "Oh! Why did you invite this disaster star here?"
"What are you afraid of?" Michaelson's eyes widened. "Didn't they say he became a god and changed his temper? I just thought he was easy to talk to. And do you think he has done any bad things recently? In the past few days, I thought he was easy to talk to.
There are so many people around me every day, but I don’t see how he is doing.”
Kenny kept waving his hands and complaining repeatedly: "Then there's no need for you to bring him over."
"Why don't you understand?"
McGerson looked like he hated iron and patted Kenny's chest with the back of his hand: "You want to make the sword competition bigger."
Then he patted himself with his palms: "I want to make McGerson Blacksmith Shop famous."
Finally, he pointed in the direction of Ren's tent: "As long as he is here, all of this can be done."
...
After McGerson left, Ren got up and casually took a look inside the tent. This tent may be a place where McGerson himself temporarily rested or worked. There were books and documents on the table, and there was a clothes rack in the place where he came in.
As for the hat rack, what interested Renn was the sword lying on the weapon rack behind him.
The blade of the sword is relatively thin, but it is still imprinted with exquisite patterns. The guard is cage-shaped, with unknown golden metal bars wound into exquisite and complex shapes. There is also a blue gemstone inlaid at the end of the hilt.
The overall look is very fancy and compact, it should just be a decoration.
Ren looked around for a while, feeling embarrassed to move at first, but after waiting around for a long time (two minutes), McGregor didn't come back, and he couldn't help but feel itchy, so he picked up the sword.
This sword is indeed a bit small. Because Ren was wearing a gauntlet, he could barely hold the hilt protected by a cage-like guard.
But in the end, he just held it in his hand to admire it. Firstly, he was afraid of damaging the sword, and secondly, the sword was a bit too light for him and felt a little fluttery in his hand.
After reading it, Ren was about to put the sword back on the shelf. The blue gem on the hilt suddenly fell off for some reason. Fortunately, Ren had quick eyesight and quick hands and caught it before it fell to the ground.
After looking at the position of the sword hilt, I didn't find anything like a buckle. I don't know how the gem was embedded on it.
"It's broken. Could it be that it was loosened early and would fall off if it was touched a little bit? I was the one who happened to fall off?"
Ren tried to put the gems back on, but they would always fall out after being put on as they were.
After trying for a long time, without knowing what he had done, the gem slid perfectly into the groove with a click and did not fall off again.
Ren breathed a sigh of relief and carefully put the sword back on the shelf. He nodded with satisfaction. Then he discovered that the slender sword body seemed to be slightly bent. It didn't matter if you didn't look closely, but it was different when placed on the shelf.
When compared with the horizontal wooden strips on the top, it looks a bit awkward.
I guess it was accidentally bent due to excessive strength when the gem was installed.
Ren scratched his head, picked up the sword and pressed it in the opposite direction of the bend. After finishing, he put it on the shelf for comparison.
"It seems that the pressure was too high and it bent to the other side."
what to do?
We can only continue.
After moving it again, Ren checked and was stunned. There were two opposite bends with a small arc in the middle of the sword blade, like an elongated one.
Come again...
One more?
Come again!
Next, Ren pressed and twisted, trying to straighten the sword, but a few minutes later, the originally exquisite and straight rapier placed on the shelf could now be renamed the Golden Snake Sword...
It seems to be straight overall, but if you look closely, it can only be described as "undulating":
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Renn was having a headache when the sound of footsteps and the sound of Michaelson talking to another man came from outside. Renn silently took out a few silver coins he had obtained earlier and placed them on the "abominable" crossbar of the weapons rack.
Go up, and then take the lead to walk out of the tent.
Just as the two of them were about to enter the tent, the armored monster walked out. McGerson quickly smiled and said, "Sir, where are you going?"
Ren pretended that nothing happened: "Come out and get some air."
"Just in time, I was just about to go find you. Let me introduce to you that this is Mr. Kenny. He is actually mainly responsible for the competition."
Kenny seemed a little reserved and didn't even know what to call Ren, so he could only nod and laugh awkwardly.
McGerson laughed loudly and relieved his companion's embarrassment: "Sir, don't look at him like this. He is fat. Kenny is a master of swordsmanship. This is what I want to tell you. Before the competition starts, besides
As for some routine things, we will also show off the newly forged swords in the blacksmith shop. Originally this was supposed to be done by Kenny, but now that there are adults who are unparalleled in swordsmanship, of course it is you who will do it."
Lane said it was absolutely fine.
Seeing that he was impatient, Michaelson thought that Ren was very interested in his sword and was in a good mood. He was not willing to delay, so he and Kenny immediately took Ren to the direction of the competition.
The location they were currently in was behind several spectator stands, and they had to go from the empty aisle between the stands to the performance venue in the middle.
Renn was temporarily arranged to wait in the back, waiting for McGerson and others to complete the previous process before it was his turn.
Seeing that after they arrived, they had a long talk in the central field, talking about the history of the competition, and it didn't look like it was going to end for a while. Renn had an idea and sneaked back to the tent.
"Try again and you won't have to pay for it if you straighten the sword!"
A few minutes later, Ren came back with a complicated mood.
The central lecture was almost finished, so Kenny came down first. As soon as he returned to the back of the stand, he saw the armored man squatting on the ground, looking at his two hands and sighing.
He walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Renn sighed and patted his right hand heavily with his left hand: