Infinite Movie World

Chapter 234 The Peerless Sword
This is where Will feels the most inferior in his heart.

That is he had a father who was a pirate.

He is the son of a pirate.

This identity is worse than being a blacksmith, and it is a background that cannot be concealed by wearing any expensive clothes.

Governor Swan seems kind, but one sentence can make people fall into the abyss, and they don't even have the courage to talk to him dignifiedly.

Will smiled bitterly and said: "My lord governor, I always remember your teachings. I think back then, if you hadn't saved me on the way to Port Royal to take office, I would have died. I am ashamed of my origin, I have nothing against pirates."

Governor Swan nodded in satisfaction, "Very good. Have you brought the sword I want?"

As he spoke, he walked to his seat and sat down.

Will quickly handed over the gorgeous sword box with both hands.

The butler next to him quickly poured a cup of tea for the governor.

This teapot was exactly what Xufeng had just vomited, and hadn't had time to throw it away yet.

Will opened his mouth, "... Your Excellency Governor."

"Huh?" Governor Swan looked at Will suspiciously.

Will was relieved to see that Governor Swann was not thinking about drinking tea.

"Oh, what I want to say is that my master Brown made it for Commander James Norrington himself. To make this sword, heck, old Brown spent half his life, and he hasn't woken up yet."

When Governor Swan heard it, he immediately praised, "Did you hear that! Did you hear that! This is the real craftsman spirit!"

The surrounding attendants nodded.

Governor Swan happily opened the exquisite sword box and lifted layers of cumbersome packaging.

He didn't feel troubled or impatient about it at all, but felt it had a sense of ritual - yes, a good weapon should have a complex sense of ritual, this is called identity!

When he took out the pitch-black ebony scabbard, the whole person couldn't help but gasp in admiration.

"I knew it was old Brown's handiwork when I saw it! It's unmistakable!"

"..." Will pursed his lips, but did not speak.

In fact, Old Brown could no longer strike iron five years ago, and all the work in the Heart of Steel blacksmith shop was handed over to Will.

Will's craftsmanship can be said to be better than blue, and Will is an extremely serious and responsible blacksmith. He strives for perfection in everything he does. Therefore, in the past few years when Old Brown was unable to forge iron, the blacksmith's Instead of declining, business has grown even more.

Of course, Will is too young, and his signature is still that of Old Brown.

Governor Swan is essentially a vain rich man. He doesn't know any crafts at all, he only recognizes brands.

And... just looking at the scabbard, it is really unreasonable to say that this is the handicraft of Old Brown.

After all, Will's blacksmith shop couldn't make such a gorgeous scabbard. It was entrusted to another decoration shop to make it.

Governor Swan pulled out his long sword in a magnificent posture, inspected it decently, and praised it in his mouth.

"Good workmanship!"

"The precious sword is not old!"

"It's truly a masterpiece that took half of Old Brown's life!"

"By the way, does this sword have a name?"

Will quickly replied: "Of course, a good sword must have a name."

"What's it called?" Governor Swan asked expectantly.

Generally speaking, the names of weapons are all named by the forger, not by the owner. Unless the owner tailor-made it, they can name it independently.

And this sword was obviously not custom-made by James Norrington himself, but was given to James Norrington by Governor Swan as a promotion gift, so the right to name it belongs to the forger.

Will said nervously, "This sword is called... Broken Water."

"Stop the water?" Governor Swan savored it carefully, and then said in admiration: "Will, I didn't expect your master, Old Brown, to have such a literary talent! Cut off the water! Cut off the water with a knife! Domineering! This really suits James. Yes! Hahaha! Good name! Very good name."

Will couldn't help but smile a little.

It turns out that the governor doesn't know that "drawing a knife cuts off the water and makes it flow".

Everyone has suffered from lack of culture.

Afraid of causing trouble, Will hurriedly asked, "My lord, are you satisfied with this sword?"

Governor Swan nodded again and again, "Satisfied! Very satisfied! How about the price?"

Will almost blurted out 12 gold coins.

Xufeng at the side quickly gave him a wink.
Will cleared his throat and said cautiously, "...a total of 200 gold coins."

Governor Swan was taken aback, "How much?!"

"...200." Will put his heart on hold, and said boldly: "My lord governor, this is still a friendship price. Old Brown lost half of his life in order to forge this sword, and he still hasn't woken up yet. Moreover, the material used for this sword is also the best, look at the pattern, then look at the decoration—"

Governor Swan waved his hand, and said with a gloomy face: "Will, you only sell such a peerless sword for 200 gold coins? Could it be that you only charged me the cost for the sake of saving you? You know, if this sword is sold in London, it can fetch at least, er, 500 gold coins! Right, steward?"

"Yes, sir." The butler replied indifferently.

No matter what questions Governor Swan asked, he would agree. Even if Governor Swan said that the sword was worth 500 million gold coins, he would say "Yes, sir" without hesitation. This is the professionalism of a British butler.

Governor Swan turned to Will and said, "Although this is not London, 300 gold coins is always reasonable. After all, whether Old Brown can wake up for the rest of his life is still a question."

Will opened his mouth wide in astonishment, "This...too much, Governor!"

Governor Swan frowned and said, "Will, you know, I don't like to bargain with people."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup beside him, ready to moisten his throat.

Will said quickly: "Okay! 300 is 300!"

Unexpectedly, Xu Feng was right. The vain rich people only buy expensive things, not right things.

Because only the expensive ones can show their identity and show their "friendship" to the recipient.

"...What are you talking about?"

At this moment, a silver bell-like sound came from the inner hall, and then, a lady wearing a brand-new Victorian trendy dress walked out of the inner hall slowly.

Her waist was full and could be grasped, her face was a little reddish, and her breathing was a little difficult.

Apparently, the new dress was a little too small, and the cinched waist was making her unbearable.

However, this does not seem to be able to hide her beauty.

She is like a princess.

—Elizabeth Swan.

(End of this chapter)