The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

It has become normal to be reprimanded by Odachi, but it is the first time that Odachi has questioned it.

I lay on the sofa and closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. I only touched the Odachi on the edge of the sofa with my fingers, and silently said in my heart: "I want to customize the new Dachi. It is not a question of your opinion, but your own too It’s too big to move around behind your back."

"But there is a sense of weight, pull the wind, the brat!" Odachi retorted, "A brat of your age doesn't understand what pulls the wind."

Hearing this, I couldn't help muttering: "How do I feel that pulling the wind you said is to face and suffer?"

"So you guys don't understand it!" Odachi's voice was octaves higher, and I was shocked.

"Okay, okay, you are old, you are reasonable" I was too lazy to continue arguing with him, so I had to choose perfunctory compromise.

Odachi was still reluctant, let's talk about it, I was really tired of hearing, and when I lifted my finger, there was no sound in an instant.

"Hehehe" I let out three trivial and triumphant smiles.

After this period of time, as long as I pick up the Odachi, various complaints will sound in my mind. During this period, the Odachi seems to have turned into a bitter woman, and there are endless complaints.

For this, I can only express helplessness, helplessness on various levels.

However, when Dewey mailed the Taichi, the complaint of Taichi became silent in an instant. The reason was simple. It was indeed a good Taichi. Both the selection and the workmanship were top-notch.

The blade is roughly similar to a straight sword. It has an arm and a half length. The thickness of the back is about three millimeters. The width of the blade is almost **** from the back to the blade. The surface of the blade is scattered with thin lines. Those lines are consistent with the curvature of the blade. Layers are superimposed, extending to the left and right of one finger. After one finger, there is a whole piece of steel. On the steel bar, fine lines are carved, but these lines are not like ordinary patterns, but rather like a kind of text. , But it is not the common language of Hefeng Mainland.

I showed you the text of Tachibana and asked them what it was written. After reading it, everyone in the hall shook their heads and expressed their incomprehension. Helplessly, I had to disturb Taylor, who was sleeping in the yard, after all. He is the oldest and the most knowledgeable.

Taylor grabbed the sword and pointed it at the moonlight, and said, "This is a dwarf writing. In our continental language, it means'Simon'."

"Simon?"

I am familiar with this name, as if I heard it somewhere...

Suddenly, my eyes lit up: "Simon!"

Tyler frowned and dropped the Naotachi. The sharp blade plunged into the soil without warning. It made me feel distressed.

"What are you surprised by?" Taylor asked puzzled.

"Simon, old man!" I drew out the Naotachi and wiped the dirt on it bit by bit, and said distressed: "That's the master forge of the dwarf race! It's one of the most famous master forgers!"

"A well-known and powerful master forging..." Tyler struck a window and said, "That's not the top master forging, what excitement are you."

"Old man, you have to know how to be a man." I carefully put away the Nautara sword, and said: "You can get Master Simon's handwork. It depends on Dewey's contacts. If I ask for a knife, people will not accept me. I don’t even know!"

Tyler was annoyed by listening, took a sip of wine, burped a lot of wine, brewed his emotions, and suddenly reprimanded: "You bastard, do you have anything to do with it! Just a prestigious dwarf forger? Do you need to be so excited!"

"Can I not get excited!" Holding the Nauta sword in one hand, I retorted: "It is so big, this is my first tadao made by a celebrity. If it is put on the market, you know how much it can sell. Money!"

I was trembling with excitement, but unexpectedly, Taylor chuckled and hit the bar with a completely disdainful expression.

"I go......"

I pointed at his finger and shook for a long time. I really wanted to give him a good lecture. But think about it, it’s not worth it to take the sword. Maybe he’s right. It’s just a sword made by a famous blacksmith, not It is a magic weapon created by the top forging masters.

Thinking of this, I felt quite relieved.

When I arrived in the hall, I told the curious people about the dwarf text on the knife. Billy was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He snatched my knife, pulled the knife out of its sheath, shone it against the light, and then carefully. Stroking the blade, returning the sword to its scabbard with envy for the last time, said displeased: "Xiao Yi, don't you feel uncomfortable to get such a good knife for yourself!"

"What makes me uncomfortable?"

"You are the president of the guild, and you should think more about the other members of the guild!" Billy plausibly said, "Since you can get such a good weapon, shouldn't you also shed blood for us? Friends...hmm~"

I leaned on the sofa and smiled and said, "Why, do you want a knife made by a famous master?"

"It's two, hehe" Billy rubbed his hands with a greedy expression.

"Don't dream anymore" I said, "Although your two knives are not famous knives, their sharpness is not much better than famous knives. If you don't believe it, we will go to the dungeon and slash the monsters tomorrow."

"Yes!" Billy struck his neck and said vigorously: "What if your knife is sharper than mine?"

"You have used your two knives for a while, so the sharpness is naturally not as good as the new knives. It's not fair to compare them."

"Then how do you want to compare!"

"Let's do this" I said: "Take Amon as a target tomorrow, we two will cause more damage to it, how?"

Billy thought for a while and asked, "What would happen if you caused more damage?"

"Of course I bought you a pair of new knives." I said, "But if you cause more damage than me, then the new knives will be gone."

"Yes!" When Billy agreed, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

I looked at Billy's cunning eyes, chuckled, and added: "But there is a premise for this game."

Billy's eyes instantly became wary: "What premise?"

"Can't fake" I said: "If you deliberately release the water, you will definitely not buy you a new knife. Not only will you not buy a new knife, but you will also be deducted from your salary to replace the weapon for everyone. How?"

"You!" Billy groaned a little, and he said, "If I didn't release the water, then you want to say that I release the water, then I'll find someone to make sense!"

"This won't happen" I said: "So many people in the guild are watching, is it clear to everyone at a glance~"

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