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Chapter 1362 Mr. Smith

At this time, a middle-aged man with white curly hair walked down the stairs of the manor, and when he saw Wiltner standing in the lobby, he immediately showed a kind smile.

"Mr. Turner!" Governor Swan stepped forward and looked at Turner, with a bright smile. He rescued this child at the beginning, and he had a good impression of Will Turner, even though he hardly went to the blacksmith shop afterwards. Saw Will Turner.

"See what you brought me?" Governor Swan looked forward to it.

Wiltner presented the gift box respectfully, opened the gift box, and a saber that seemed to be blooming with brilliance appeared in the gift box. It was so elegant, quiet and profound, lying quietly in the gift box.

Its scabbard is dark and dark blue, which makes people's eyes fall into it unconsciously. Governor Swan touched the saber subconsciously, and praised the saber with his hands: "Mr. Brown is really a master of casting. This exquisite art This product is something only he can forge, it is not just a bottle of weapons, it is a gorgeous work of art, and I think Brigadier Norrington will love it."

Wiltner nodded and bowed with a smile, and then said: "My lord governor, I can." As he spoke, Wiltner cast his eyes on Governor Swan.

Governor Swan looked at him suspiciously as if he had been awakened by Wiltner, not knowing what he wanted to do, but looking at Wiltner's eyes, he understood, "Of course!" To Wil Turner.

Wiltner held the handle of the saber, Governor Swan was startled, and stepped back a little, but Wiltner pulled out the saber suddenly, but the saber did not make the slightest sound, but It flowed out of the scabbard as smoothly as silk.

A bright silver light flashed in the hall.

The moment Wiltner got the saber, he seemed to be no longer nervous. He gently stroked the blade of the saber with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together and said: "The blade is made of steel, and the handle is inlaid with gold." , and inlaid gemstones on the knife with extreme mother-of-pearl and filigree craftsmanship."

Speaking of which, Wiltner took a knife and put his index finger on the junction of the handle and the blade, and the knife was quietly and balanced on Wiltner's index finger without the slightest wobble.

"The tang and blade are basically the same width, and it has reached a perfect balance. This knife will be as smooth as oriental silk when used!" Wiltner twisted a knife again, making an almost inaudible sound, the saber It flowed smoothly into the scabbard.

Wiltner held the saber in both hands and offered it to Governor Swan, and the scene just now and Wiltner's remarks made Governor Swan a little dumbfounded, and he couldn't help praising: "It's so wonderful, it's so wonderful, Brown Mister is indeed a master of forging."

"I think Commodore Norrington will definitely like this gift." Governor Swan praised again, and couldn't help stroking the saber again.

"It is our honor to serve the Governor!" Will Turner bowed.

"Wiltner, you are so polite!" Governor Swan shook his head and smiled, very satisfied.

At this moment, a woman walked down the stairs and extended directly to the hall along the spiral staircase. The woman heard the word Wiltner, stared at Wiltner closely and said, "It's you! I still had a dream last night." I've been to you."

Hearing the woman's words, Wiltner subconsciously looked at the woman above, and the picture he had glanced at in the crowd and the current feeling immediately fit together, elegant, noble, and with a heart-wrenching throbbing.

Elizabeth Swan, the person he has always missed in his mind, but the class gap between the two makes it seem like there is a natural chasm between them.

But now, they can actually talk.

Wiltner didn't answer, just bowed slightly.

Elizabeth walked up to Wiltner, staring at him closely, as if to see his face clearly. Wiltner's name kept appearing in her dreams, especially last night. .

As for Elizabeth's scorching gaze, Will Turner did not immediately look directly at it, because Governor Swann was still in front of him.

"Elizabeth, it's time for you to go, my good daughter, Colonel Norrington's promotion ceremony is about to begin, you can't be absent!"

"Okay!" Elizabeth reluctantly lifted the corner of her skirt and turned around.

It was only then that Wiltner dared to raise his head and take a closer look at Elizabeth. Now Elizabeth was wearing a western aristocratic dress, with a slim figure, graceful posture, dignified and elegant, and she almost coincided with the person in his mind.

Will Turner's little heart couldn't help but beat automatically, this is the free rhythm of a man's adolescence, no matter what is forbidden, it cannot be avoided.

However, Wiltner was disappointed that Governor Swan did not invite him to attend Colonel Norrington's promotion ceremony, perhaps because he was only a blacksmith, and he was a blacksmith's apprentice, so he had no chance to join the celebration This is what Zeng Yunfeng expected.

Zeng Yunfeng didn't have the intention to lick the buttocks of these nobles, even though they were so humble and polite, but in Zeng Yunfeng's view, it was more of a superficial affectation, they didn't want to make friends with you at all the meaning of.

Even if it looks like it might make you friends, that's only what it looks like.

The class gap is a natural gap in this era, and it is basically impossible to easily cross it.

The aristocrats are born with a sense of alienation from the people at the bottom. This alienation comes from their blood as well as from their hearts.

Nowadays, the royal families of various countries intermarry with each other, but it does not mean that they are willing to intermarry with civilians, so this is why Governor Swan urged his daughter Elizabeth to attend the ceremony.

In comparison, Norrington and Elizabeth are more suitable. He is more optimistic about Commodore Norrington than Wiltner in front of him, an apprentice in a small blacksmith shop. No matter how exquisite their skills are, Even if the knives they make can make the world crazy, but in the end, they are still a blacksmith, a lowly blacksmith.

Even though they were amazed by the craftsmanship of the casting, the blacksmith was still just a plaything or an indispensable tool in their eyes. Wiltner was not as respected as he imagined.

And in the port, a ship traveled far away to the port to berth. When it arrived at the pier, the ship had slowly sank to the mast, but a person stepped on the trestle of the pier leisurely from the mast.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at that elegant man, and unconsciously remembered a BGM in his ears, and he finally came.

He was wearing a fur hat and a mustache. He didn't look like a gentleman in his overall attire, but he carried a magical charm, yes, it was a magical charm, and that was what Zeng Yunfeng saw.

Even though his ship was sinking, he still felt so free and not flustered.

"Hello, sir!" The tax collector who was in charge of collecting taxes at the dock came forward and said, holding a tax book in his hand, looking at the man in front of him.

"Sir, if your ship wants to dock, you must pay a shilling first."

Jack Sparrow turned his head and looked at his ship that had almost sunk without even its mast left, then looked at the tax collector in front of him, and raised his eyebrows.

But the tax collector straightened his glasses without hesitation and emphasized: "Even if he is sinking! And you need to tell me your name, sir!"

He clapped his hand on the rater's tax book and said, "I'll give you three shillings, but you don't need to know my name."

The tax collector was stunned for a while, but he suddenly showed a charming smile, "Okay, Mr. Smith." He continued to write Smith's name on the tax book.

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