As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

The old prime minister's eyes moved to her cheap sword.

Are you asking this again?

The silver-haired girl's heart moved, she took off the sword and handed it to him.

She vaguely guessed the purpose of the other party's visit today.

"You know what, Miss Garcia."

The old prime minister pressed the edge of the sword with his finger and said:

"As a direct descendant of mine, Anthony has always enjoyed the best treatment in our family."

"From childhood to adulthood, whether it is food, clothing, or toys, they are all top-notch;"

"After growing up, in order to protect his safety, we old people are also worried about it."

He sighed and put the sword down on the table.

Then folded his hands together and looked at the silver-haired girl with deep eyes:

"The amount of money he bought for the helmet he wears is enough to bankrupt an ordinary family;"

"But such a helmet was split in half by your sword, which makes me very puzzled."

"—Then I think after seeing this sword, your doubts should have been resolved."

The silver-haired girl was not intimidated by his gaze, and responded lightly.

"An artifact, it's actually an artifact!"

The old prime minister's voice became a lot heavier, and he sighed:

"How many years has it been since Poltain had an artifact?"

"I won't let you sell it to me. After all, for a swordsman, a good weapon is like his own life."

He turned to look at the silver-haired girl:

"I just want clues about it, and I can pay dearly for that."

"This one……"

The silver-haired girl showed a troubled expression:

"I have promised the other party that I will not reveal the secret easily."

In fact, she was already happy in her heart:

What is missing!

Just now, I was still worrying about finding my target, but the bully came to me automatically.

However, the prime minister of a country is not an ordinary person after all, so forget about selling inferior products to deceive people, you must change your strategy.

"It won't be leaked easily, but it doesn't mean you can't tell others at all."

The old prime minister smiled and said:

"So to show my sincerity, I chose to come here to meet [him] in person."

"I, I don't understand what you mean!"

The silver-haired girl showed a panicked expression.

"Mr. Calvin Pat, who started out in the potion business."

The old prime minister said slowly:

"However, 2 years ago, a thief appeared in the warehouse. Before he left, he accidentally knocked over a bottle of Clow solvent, which caused a reaction with other materials. The poisonous gas leaked and endangered the lives of more than a dozen nearby residents, and was finally saved by Angelina. return."

"Later, he changed his career to supply weapons and transported by river, but the business did not go well."

His gaze shifted to the sword on the table:

"This seemingly ordinary weapon is one of the goods he sells as an agent, but now it is in your hands, and you happened to appear at his home again."

The old prime minister smiled:

"There are so many coincidences, I'm afraid it can't be explained clearly by the word 'coincidence'?"

Chapter 80 Threats and lures! (monthly ticket plus update)

"—It's certainly not by chance."

A voice came from outside the door.

The door opened, and a tall, burly man with a mustache walked into the room from the outside.

He didn't come here alone, the fat businessman Calvin was walking in front of him with a disheartened face.

Although he did not appear to be injured, he was clearly in severe shock.

"William Jones?"

The silver-haired girl stood up and said with a frown.

"It's just me, Miss Jianji."

The man with the mustache made a shrill voice.

——Different from his burly and gentlemanly appearance, this person seems a bit sissy:

"Forgive me for my rudeness... I asked your friend a few words without permission, but I promise he didn't get hurt in any way."

"Humph!"

After performing a full set of acting, the silver-haired girl's complexion immediately became gloomy.

She would not take a chance on a prime minister of a kingdom.

But he has no such scruples about the man in front of him.

Without any nonsense, she drew her sword out of its sheath, and a sword light slashed towards the opponent!

"Crack!"

Although the man immediately drew his sword to block, but the moment the swords in their hands came into contact, his saber broke in two!

"Oh no------!! My beloved Marisuna!"

The man screamed.

He stumbled back two steps, hugged his beloved sword and shouted loudly:

"How could you just leave me like this! The good time we spent twenty years together..."

He was yelling there, but the old prime minister's expression remained calm.

"terribly sorry."

The old prime minister sat firmly on the guest seat and said to the silver-haired girl:

"This is just to confirm the accuracy of the information. I didn't mean to hurt your partner."

Then he gestured to the man, William Jones, to stop:

"William, my old friend; that's what happens to anyone who blocks an artifact with a sword, you're just unlucky."

"—introduce again, although you should recognize him."

The old prime minister also signaled to the silver-haired girl to be calm:

"He is the swordsmanship teacher of William Jones, Anthony and Sirens, and also one of the kingdom's best gourmands, merchants and swordsmen."

"I know who he is."

The silver-haired girl stood still and replied coldly:

"I run the most luxurious restaurant in the city, and account for one-third of the weapons and equipment stores in the capital... I am good at stabbing swords, and I used to be the number one master in the army."

"What kind of sword are you using?"

William Jones didn't seem to care about her rude tone, and looked at the sword in her hand in surprise:

"It's obviously so vulgar, lacking in aesthetics and dirty...It's amazing to be able to cut off my Marisuna with a single sword! This is simply unbelievable!"

Uh.

The silver-haired girl's anger was feigned, and she didn't really regard the other party as an enemy.

Hearing what the other party said, he looked down at the sword in his hand:

——Is this sword really as bad as he said?

She wondered, I obviously think it's pretty good.

"I'm fine, Miss Garcia."

The fat businessman Calvin stood up tremblingly. He was so frightened by the sword just now that he fell to the ground:

"Master Jones just asked me some questions, and I had to tell you everything I know..."

Having said that, he bowed his head in shame.

"That's the thing."

William Jones gradually returned to normal, and took out a piece of shiny black metal from his pocket:

"According to this person's testimony, the weapon he sold was enchanted with a special method, and this stone is the key to it."

——Little guy, go!

The silver-haired girl quietly gave an order.

A white orb slipped out of her pocket.

Then sneakily flew to that piece of black metal, and began to lie on it to release energy.

Someone hasn't fully developed its functions, but at least two things are known: absorption and release.

The objects of these two functions include but are not limited to magical energy, and even the divine power on her body can be temporarily stored and then attached to suitable items.

"It looks like an ordinary meteorite..."