Chapter 2: A Sword from the Caster's Hand
Feeling the breath of royal power, Luo Lin's pupils shrank. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The so-called royal power is the ability of Rollin in the previous life, and in the previous life, Rollin was not ordinary. On the contrary, his life was extraordinarily exciting, and with the power of kingship, Rollin almost stood at the top of the world.
But in the end, Rollin actually challenged the will of the world to the death, and the result naturally needs not be said.
The will of the world is by no means a benevolent thing, it will crush all those and things who dare to offend it, and Rollin died under the crushing of the will of the world.
"How did the royal power come into this world with me?" Luo Lin was puzzled. "Is kingship a power attached to the soul?"
"Although there had been this conjecture before, no one had found evidence, so this conjecture was finally dissolved. Now if they know that the royal power is really attached to the soul, I don't know if they will be so excited that tears will fall...... However, they are afraid that they will never have a chance to know again. ”
Kingship is a unique power in the world of Rollin in the previous world, and only a very few people will have it, and everyone who has kingship is a powerful party.
Rollin is the king of them.
Kingship is the ability to have absolute control and control over a certain type of thing or a certain characteristic.
An emperor-like power, domineering, incomparable!
Rollin's kingship is to have absolute control over things that have the concept of "weapons".
Soldier master, this is his former title.
Now that he has royal power, Luo Lin can be regarded as a guard of honor in this world, even if he can't become a spellcaster in the end, he will never be ordinary.
"Since there is a change in the royal power, it means that there are weapons around it that can make it look good. ”
"Where?" Rollin looked around.
The Adventurer's Store was already a bustling area, but now it's noon, and it's naturally crowded.
The crowd was made up of both adventurers and civilians, who had come here for their own purposes, hurrying and coming and going.
Soon, Rollin found his goal.
It was an old adventurer, with gray hair and unadorned beards growing in tufts on his face, like shrubs growing on the plains, which was extremely strange.
But on this old face, there are a pair of sword-like eyes, which people dare not look at it.
He was sitting on a bench at this time, thinking of something. And next to him, there was a broken sword, a broken sword with only the hilt and a small part of the blade remaining.
Rollin walked over, stood beside him, bowed respectfully, and said, "Lord Adventurer, I have taken the liberty of disturbing you. ”
The old adventurer still sat upright, paying no attention to Rollin.
Seeing this, Luo Lin didn't say anything more, and stood respectfully in place. Never try to offend the strong, this rule applies everywhere, whether it is the current world or the previous world.
It's been a long time.
The old adventurer finally came to his senses, but he didn't even look at Rollin, but took a knife from his pocket and trimmed his nails.
"You know what?" he suddenly spoke. "Your humility has saved your life. So, now you can speak up and say what you're looking for me. ”
"Thank you, merciful adventurer, for so generously forgiving my humble life. Luo Lin saluted respectfully again, and then said with a look of yearning.
"Can you give it to me...... No, let me touch the sword? I mean, I dreamed of being a great adventurer, and it was so exciting to be able to explore everywhere. Think about it, what a great thing it is to leave this town and leave your own footprints on every piece of land on the mainland, just thinking about it makes people can't help it, doesn't it?"
"Definitely. The old adventurer nodded, a flash of remembrance in his eyes. "It was fun at first, but it was only ...... at the beginning"
Rollin didn't seem to hear the old adventurer's words, and continued: "But as you can see, I'm not an adventurer now. ”
"This is a damn reality!" Rollin cursed. "But I never gave up on the dream of becoming an adventurer, even though I knew I was in a parallel with it. And today, I saw this sword of yours, this sword full of adventure stories, and it fascinated me deeply, and I thought, how good it would be if I could get it, no, I would be content with even a gentle stroke. Great adventurer, can you fulfill this insignificant wish of mine?"
After listening to Luo Lin's words, the old adventurer was silent for a while, then he picked up the broken sword on the side and muttered, "Do you know? Mine, my father's, and my grandfather's, it's kind of a family heirloom. But in the end, it still did not escape the final fate, it was broken into two, and it was useless to me. ”
With that, the old adventurer threw the broken sword to Rollin. "It's yours, you've done what you wanted. By the way, you are very similar to me when I was younger, really resemblance, but never dream of being an adventurer anymore, sometimes the gap between reality and dreams can be very big. Like you said, this damn reality!"
Luo Lin took the broken sword, but the moment he touched the broken sword, an image came from the broken sword.
It was a dark chamber with a large long table filled with unknown instruments and scattered materials. These materials are solid, liquid, gaseous, and some biological organs, and look very strange.
An adventurer is on one knee, one hand in front of his chest and a fist behind his back. This is the most revered liturgical action, the rite exclusive to slaves.
At this moment, a hoarse and shrill voice suddenly sounded in the secret room. "You're doing a good job, and it's the reward you deserve. ”
It was a sword, a sword with a simple and ordinary appearance, and its appearance was so sudden that it was suspended in front of the adventurer, as if it had been there all along.
The adventurer took the sword with both hands, raised his head, and looked seven similarities to the old adventurer in front of Rollin, obviously, he was the grandfather of the old adventurer.
"Thank you to the Great Master for the grace of my humble existence. ”
……
That's the end of the picture.
Rollin can't be calm in his heart, so that the adventurer can be called the master, except for the spellcaster, Rollin really can't think of any other answer.
In this way, this broken sword came from the hand of the spellcaster!!
"Whew~" exhaled deeply, and Luo Lin finally calmed down his heart. He looked at the old adventurer with a grateful face and said, "I am so grateful!
The old adventurer didn't speak, waved his hand, and motioned for Rollin to leave.
Luo Lin didn't speak again, but bowed deeply before turning to leave.
There is always some surprise in the face of the strong in a humble manner, isn't it?
……
Leaving the adventurer's shop, Rollin returned to his thatched hut.
"Everything is ready. ”
Stroking the broken sword, feeling a trace of coldness coming from his fingertips, Luo Lin's eyes revealed a thick murderous intent.
He is not a good temper, whether it is in the previous life or this life, so ...... The debt should be repaid, Wilt!
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