enchanting blacksmith

It’s very different from the lifelessness of the previous days. It’s the night of the dark night. The castle of the Duke is brightly lit, and the servants and maids carrying exquisite food and gin come and go. And the nobles and celebrities of the capital.

The guests in the hall can taste the delicious food and wine on the tray in their hands at any time as long as they like.The people talking and laughing in the banquet hall are all princes and nobles and big businessmen with heads and faces.

The male guests held their wine glasses and happily looked forward to the bright future of the kingdom after expansion, while the rich and revealing ladies gathered together in small groups and whispered. , What kind of perfume is the most aphrodisiac, whose child looks like the second child Wu next door, etc.

When three middle-aged ladies with heavy make-up were complaining about their husbands messing up the bowl with chopsticks and the time was too short, a young man with delicate features quietly squeezed into their small circle: "Madam, I listen to you!" I have been praising your husband vigorously for a long time, and I strongly disagree with your showing off!"

"Ah? Who are you and when did you come here?" The round-faced and narrow-eyed lady A was surprised and dissatisfied: "Don't you know that it is very impolite to eavesdrop on the whispers of elegant ladies like us?" ?”

Lady B and Lady C nodded in agreement.When the three pairs of eyes fell on the boy's well-proportioned figure and handsome face, the eyes of the three ladies lit up immediately.

Lady A cast a wink at the young man: "Whose boy are you from? How old are you? Come, let my sister take a good look."

The young man approached lady A with mischievous eyes and asked cutely: "This beautiful sister asked me my first year of life, or my false age?"

Lady A asked blankly: "How old is it? What are porridge years and hush years?"

"The so-called one-year-old is the time when one comes out of mother's body, and the first year is the time when one comes out of father's body!" The young man blinked frivolously.

Lady A: "..."

Lady B: "..."

Lady C: "..."

The young man seemed to be talking about sex, and continued to chatter with an extremely sloppy expression, "You said just now that your husband is a chopstick, but I don't think so."

Lady A was shocked: "How do you know... have you seen it?"

"Of course!" The young man said triumphantly, "I happened to be booing with your husband in the men's latrine just now. Out of boredom, I sneaked a glance at him. He is not chopsticks, absolutely not."

Seeing Lady A's complacent eyes, the boy put his hands on his waist and made a pointing gesture: "Where are the chopsticks stirring up the empty bowl, it's like rinsing the mop in the Pacific Ocean, I think you are so pitiful, madam, the night life must not be harmonious. But luckily You met me, I am a full-fledged blacksmith, here I have a piece made of extraterrestrial iron... Hehe, you know. It took me seven or seven days to forge it, and another nine to nine days to polish it Smooth, this is simply an artifact, madam, would you like to buy one?"

The boy pulled out a thick stick tightly wrapped in red cloth from his arms like magic.

"How much is one?" Lady B asked with bright eyes.

"That's a good question." Feng Tie held the object with his left hand, and gently stroked it with his right hand as if intoxicated: "The artifact made with such painstaking efforts only costs ninety-eight, er, nine hundred and ninety-eight gold coins."

"Ah, it's so cheap!" Lady C exclaimed happily.

"That's not counting!" The boy threw out an even bigger temptation: "Because today is the festive day for the guests at the Duke of Night's banquet, on behalf of my production team, I will give you a huge discount, as long as 97 gold coins You can get it, and the first three customers who buy it will also give a small gift, so come and buy it."

"I want one!"

"I want two!"

"I want five!"

"Take your time, we have everything. Our supply is very sufficient. I hope you will help me to promote it after you buy it back. My younger brother is an honest blacksmith of literature and art. He is genuine and has no wife..."

"Feng Tie stop messing around, come with me." A big fan-like hand grabbed the young man by the collar and lifted him out of the pile of women: "The Duke of Dark Ye sent us in the inner palace, hurry up! "

On the left, the blacksmith carried Feng Tie like a chicken and walked towards the inner hall.Feng Tie waved his arms in the air and shouted at the ladies rushing into a ball: "I haven't paid you yet, dears, please remember to pay me when I come back."

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The inner hall was empty and oppressive. Two teams of shadow guards were irregularly arranged in the shadows at both ends of the corridor. These guards were all wrapped in black cloaks and their faces could not be seen clearly. Dangerous breath.

The positions they occupy seem to be random, but they are actually located in the most favorable positions in the inner hall. Once something happens, these guards can block all escape routes at any time, and then launch the most effective attack.

The interior of the hall is gorgeously decorated, and the walls are covered with vivid colorful relief works.These reliefs together seem to be a comic strip depicting grand war scenes: on the endless green plain, two groups of black soldiers are arranged in different formations in opposite positions, and some soldiers are strangling together desperately, and the ground is in disorder There were many naked corpses and broken swords.The two generals were fighting on a low slope.

The general wearing a black armor only showed two eyes, his mouth opened wide and he seemed to be roaring loudly, thick black smoke enveloped his whole body, and the broad sword in his hand was resisting the opponent's sharp attack.

He was fighting against a general in golden armor. The weapon in his hand couldn't see the shape clearly, but a blue light burst out from it.General Jinkai rode a silver-white unicorn with fiery flames all over his body. The two front hooves of the unicorn leaped high, roaring and slashing at the enemy fiercely with General Jinkai's sharp blade.

There is a long robed fortune teller behind the two teams, and their destructive power is also very powerful. From the spells they chanted, various non-physical attacks burst out: fireballs, whirlwinds, ice spikes, dust flying in the sky, harvesting Batch after batch of fresh lives.

"Cruel war!"

Feng Tie withdrew his sighing eyes, pretended to hide behind his father's back, and walked in step by step, holding his father's clothes.At the end of the corridor, a tall man walked towards them with a hearty laugh.

The man hugged Zuo Tu blacksmith affectionately, looked at Feng Tie and said to the blacksmith with a smile: "Sure enough, a hero born a boy, Zuo Tu, you gave birth to a good son, you did not disappoint me!"

Only then did Feng Tie take a good look at the Duke of the Night: thin body and long face, narrow dark purple eyes, thin lips slightly upturned, a natural smile.The high-ranking person who has held the weapon of war for a long time can always exude a smell of iron and blood.

"This is a man who can sacrifice his own daughter for power and ambition." Feng Tie sighed secretly in his heart.

"Did you bring your sword?" The Dark Lord's long and narrow eyes sparkled eagerly.

"Bring it back to the Duke."

Feng Tie, who was kneeling on one knee, stood up abruptly upon hearing this.

"Whoa!"

A large pile of dark sticks fell from Feng Tie's arms onto the marble floor, and everyone's eyes in the hall were instantly focused on this pile of objects.

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard, bastard!" The blacksmith was furious when he saw the sticks on the ground, he picked up one at random and greeted Feng Tie's body with his life.

Feng Tie fled around like a fish in a leak.

I don't know which shadow guard with a strong sense of justice really couldn't stand it, and when Feng Tie passed by, he slowly stretched out a firm left foot and tripped Feng Tie to the ground.When the iron guy in the angry blacksmith's hand was only [-] centimeter away from Feng Tie's head, the voice of the Duke of Dark Night finally stopped the blacksmith's atrocities.

Feng Tie awkwardly got up from the ground and looked at the panting blacksmith and the Duke of Darkness with an unusually ugly face. He stammered and explained that the pile of things just now was made by the craftsmen who instructed the craftsmen when they were building weapons yesterday, and they planned to earn money for their two children. The money for milk powder really has no other meaning, the weather is really good today hahahaha and other nonsense, and then tremblingly pulled out a scimitar with a strange shape from the back of his waist.

Seeing the scimitar, the eyes of the blacksmith and the Duke of the Night lit up, and the breathing of the guards in the palace became obviously heavy.

What kind of scimitar is this? Anyone who has actually been on the battlefield understands how important it is to have a sharp weapon to kill the enemy and save their lives. This scimitar meets all the aesthetic views of those who love weapons .

The handle of the scimitar was made of ox horn, and it was wrapped with dense cotton threads to prevent it from slipping when soaked in blood.The blade is curved downward, with a faint blue light shining.There is a small V-shaped indentation at the bottom of the blade, which can guide the blood after pulling out so as not to stain the handle; The power is concentrated in the front of the knife with the lethality of an axe, making it ideal for slashing in hand-to-hand combat and cutting through woods.

Feng Tie was very satisfied with everyone's shocked expressions.

There are only a few types of weapons in this world, such as two-handed broadsword, cross spear, long axe, dagger, bow and arrow, etc. Melee combat weapons are suitable for sensitive assassins except short daggers. The weapons all seemed too heavy.

When forging the iron bar last night, Feng Tie remembered the Nepalese scimitar hanging on the wall of the rock bar in his previous life, so he forged one overnight.It can be said that the birth of this knife in this world is simply the climax of the Western cold weapon era.

After a while, the Duke of Dark Ye withdrew his gaze, walked up to Feng Tie and patted Feng Tie on the shoulder: "Did you design and build this knife yourself?"

"Back to the Duke, yes."

"Okay, sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs and sons, Zuo Tu, you, the number one blacksmith in the kingdom, have successors."

Duke Anye's expression changed, and the sternness on his face turned into an admiring smile: "Feng Tie, have you ever killed someone?"

"Back to Duke, no." Feng Tie replied honestly, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"How can a man who has never killed anyone be called a man." The Duke of Dark Night waved his sleeves and turned around abruptly: "Accompany me to the banquet hall for a drink first, and after the banquet is over, I will give you a big coming-of-age gift. Let me and your father witness your growth together."

"My lord, wait a moment, okay?" Feng Tie pointed to the pile of stick-shaped iron objects on the ground and asked weakly, "Can I take them away, they are all gold coins."