The separation with Agnes came a little earlier than Duke had originally thought.

It had only been three days since Agnes had come to him that night to explain the reason for snatching the ring and make a strange request.

Now Duke was taking a group of his vassals out at the south gate of the fortress to make a final farewell to Agnes and Simon.

After confirming the return date with Agnes, Minis went back to other places with all kinds of letters and messages to connect with the local lords and nobles, and it is estimated that Rogier is really determined to make a desperate fight this time, and is ready to use all the power at his disposal to increase his chances of victory.

So now there are only two guests outside the south gate, Simon and Agnes, and only Simon has a faint sadness on his face.

Today, Agnes is back to the hood and shabby clothes she wore when she first met, and no one in the sea of people would think that this person is actually a noble highness, just like all the maidens in the country.

Simon was still dressed in his tattered outfit, and he didn't clean up his beard and hair, and it was a mess like a chicken coop, but the rusty iron sword that had been pinned to his waist was now in Lenia's hand.

"This broken sword has been with me for decades...... It's not a treasure...... Simon took the rusty sword and stroked it affectionately, "but there's something strange about it. ”

"If you don't want to, you won't give it, and you'll be coy here!"

Agnes, who was impatient on the side, pouted and said, not saving Simon face at all, and ruining the sad atmosphere of parting.

"The old man is just a little worried, where is there anything to be reluctant to!" Simon was so excited by her that he jumped into a rage, "You go, don't disturb our master and apprentice!"

In these days in the Northern Fortress, Simon saw that Lenia was extremely talented in martial arts, and he was too old to find a successor to pass on his mastery, so he directly moved his mind to accept apprentices.

As for Lenia, she has always been very eager to become stronger, plus Simon has been famous for a long time and is a world-famous knight model, so he is very happy to accept it, and he is very competitive and successfully breaks through to become a sixth-level champion knight, which makes Simon value his apprentice even more.

However, Simon was poor all his life and had no treasures, so in the end he could only untie the sword that had been with him for many years and hand it over to his beloved apprentice.

"You take this sword, and find a dwarf to repair it for you in your spare time, I believe you will not insult this sword. ”

Simon and his sword were kept warm for a while before finally gritting his teeth and handing it to Lenia.

"Students will definitely use it well and will never disappoint the teacher's expectations!"

Taking the sword, Lenia directly knelt on one knee and performed an unusually solemn etiquette among knights, Simon also returned the salute solemnly, and then wiped his eyes and said: "That's all I want to say, you practice hard, and your achievements will not be under me in the future." ”

After saying that, he turned around directly, and waited in the distance without looking back, leading his old horse, and said no more to Duke and them.

"Hey, duplicitous old man. ”

Agnes, who saw everything in his eyes, snorted softly, and Simon visibly shook without saying much.

Parting feelings or something, at least Agnes didn't have it on the surface, but she seemed a little happy, and after Simon finished speaking, she directly stretched out her hand and said to Duke, "What do I want?"

Hearing Agnes say this, Duke waved his hand expressionlessly and motioned for the anvil behind him to hand over a black hardwood box, and opened the lid with a click.

The moment it was opened, there was a flash of silver light, and Agnes's eyes were instantly filled with little stars and greedy colors, and she was about to touch the contents of the box.

With a snap, Duke closed the lid very easily, not letting Agnes wish, just signaling her to remember what she had said.

"Eh, how can I owe you something, and I'll send it to you when I get to the teacher, okay?"

The other night, Agnes promised to ask Duke to tailor something for her with a piece of magical equipment that could not be used as many times as she could be used.

The deal made Duke very excited, even though Agnes's offer was very harsh.

However, since the dragon rope was broken by the Assassins, Duke had only one protective magic item left on his body, and he could not withstand several attacks from the Assassins.

As for the two beads given by Agnes, after all, they are one-time consumables, and they will always run out, and if there is no way to counter the assassins, things will be very big.

So in the end, after thinking twice, Duke agreed to Agnes to build something for her, despite the risk of leaking her core technology.

"You can say it, or I'll write to your teacher to complain. Duke, who knew that Agnes was now very strapped for money, did not force anything, and soon opened the box again.

I saw that a bronze short version of the magic energy rifle with a length of only more than thirty or forty centimeters was gently wrapped in red silk cloth, and by the way, ten silver bullets carved with exquisite patterns and flowing with faint magic fluctuations were attached.

It's just a special magic rifle, closer in shape to Duke's revolver, but longer in length, and a special version of magic.

It can be loaded with five special magic bullets at a time, and it only takes a few seconds to vent them all, the only downside is that it is more cumbersome to reload, but Agnes doesn't care about this, in her opinion, being able to fire five times at once is much more than she expected.

"Do all these little things have carved the runes according to the drawings I gave you?"

Agnes picked up a silver bullet with her fingers and looked at it with interest.

"Don't worry, the dwarf patriarch will take action personally, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed!"

"Okay, I've got this thing!"

She tossed the contents back into the box, snatched the box from Duke's hand, and smirked it into the small box she was carrying.

"Do you remember what you said?"

Duke, who was not very reassured, couldn't help but remind him again that to make such a beautiful magic rifle and many places were added to Agnes's unique design and requirements, the anvil cost immeasurable effort, and he hadn't slept well for a few days.

Moreover, Duke always felt that this unlucky saint was not doing anything good with this thing, and was a little worried that his transaction was very likely to lose money.

"Don't worry, who am I, Agnes?" said Agnes as she slapped her chopping board with a bangbang, making Duke even more worried.

"Alright, that's it, goodbye!"

Having achieved her goal, Agnes shook her hand in a dashing manner, and after saying a final goodbye to Duke and them, she stepped onto her little mare, and took advantage of Simon's inattention to whip the old horse on which he was sitting, and with this Simon's exclamation and unbridled laughter, he left the fortress of the North.