"Chapter Twenty-Eight: Thunder on the Flats"
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Bai Feng, who had been lying down for less than three minutes, suddenly jumped up suddenly, holding the Miaofa Muramasa who was taken out of the White Spirit Ring, and questioned the figure in the dark place in the room: "If you dare to break into the Governor's Mansion of the Iron Blood Count at night, your courage is not small!"
"If it is commendable to appear in my own mansion, then I will reluctantly accept your praise. What Bai Feng didn't expect was that this voice actually came from Count Rundstead, it seems that tonight is destined to be an unpeaceful night!
"I said, Your Excellency the Earl, why did you come in without knocking on the door at night?" Bai Feng, who saw the count's face clearly, first unhurriedly put Miaofa Village on the table, and then slowly got dressed and sat back to the place where he had a drink with Li Jiancheng just now.
Count Rundstead did not immediately answer Bai Feng's question, but took the Myohomura Masa, which Bai Feng had placed on the table, in his hand and carefully observed it, and after pulling out the Miaofa Muramasa, he looked at the sharp blade and the exquisite carving of the blade.
Count Rundstead, who has always been fond of collecting all kinds of weapons, could not help but sigh: "It is indeed a good knife! The blade is smooth but not dazzling, the carving is exquisite but not luxurious, and the blade is sharp but not light. ”
Looking at Count Rundstead, who shook his head and commented on Miaofa Village, Bai Feng's mind couldn't help but be attracted by Count Longdstead's words, so he subconsciously asked: "What's a pity? Is there something wrong with Miaofa Village?"
"What kind of broken name is this?!" Count Rundstead, who was extremely dissatisfied with the name of Miaofa Muramasa, reluctantly put Myofa Muramasa back on the table, and then explained: "It's a pity that such a treasure knife is not enchanted!"
The so-called enchantment is the magic transformation of a well-fashioned weapon, and the weapon after the magic transformation is a more advanced magic weapon; normally, the power of magic weapons is much stronger than ordinary weapons, and the production cost is much higher.
Because the magicians who can enchant weapons have at least the strength of intermediate magicians, and some high-quality magic weapons are even enchanted by mages, which shows the preciousness and rarity of magic weapons, and how complicated the process of making magic weapons is.
Of course, this is not absolute, weapons without enchantment are not necessarily worse than magic weapons, for example, Yue'er personally created for Bai Feng Xingluo Dragon Sword and Xingluo Pan Dragon Lance, these two artifacts are not magic weapons, but they are much stronger than magic weapons.
Count Rundstead, who had never seen the artifact level, naturally thought that magic weapons were better than weapons without enchantment, and this view was also the mainstream perception of this world, and Bai Feng had no intention of challenging tradition.
Bai Feng, who silently took back the White Spirit Ring from Miaofa Village, asked Count Rundstead, who was full of regret, "I don't know if Your Excellency the Earl came to me tonight, is there anything you need my help with?"
"What do you think is something that I, the earl, can't do, but you can do?" Hearing Bai Feng's tentative question, Rundstead smiled and asked, "I want to say that I just want to come and chat with you, do you believe it?"
"I ......" Bai Feng, who is completely in a passive state, can say that he doesn't believe it? In other words, who can believe that His Excellency the Iron-blooded Earl, the governor of Perpignan Province, would come to chat with him in a boring night? Whether other people believe it or not, Bai Feng will die anyway!
"Okay, I'm not joking with you anymore!" Looking at Bai Feng, who was speechless, Count Rundstead also restrained his smile, and said with a solemn face: "Judging from the identity of the Bai family, you are more mature than I imagined, and you are a better young man than Bai Sa." ”
Without waiting for Bai Feng to speak, Count Rundstead changed his words and said: "However, judging from the identity of the ruler of the city of Rome, you are even more immature than I imagined;
"How do you know my identity?!" Count Rundstead's words suddenly exploded in Bai Feng's ears like thunder on the ground, and Bai Feng, who exclaimed in surprise, almost took out the White Spirit Ring and took it back, Miaofa Muramasa, wanted to kill people!
"Bai Feng, my relationship with the Bai family is deeper than you think, and my understanding of your identity comes from the Bai family. Perhaps, now you don't understand why the Bai family told me these secrets, but sooner or later you can understand. ”
"Then how can I make sure that you won't reveal my identity?" Bai Feng, who was full of shock, directly questioned: "You must know, you are the iron-blooded count of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, the governor of Perpignan Province!"
"Bai Feng, you have to remember that you can never let emotions control your mind, think about it from another angle, if the Bai family's trust in me does not reach a certain level, will they tell me such a secret? That is the top secret that affects the life and death of the Bai family!"
"Even so, it only means that the people of our family believe in you, it does not mean that I will also believe in you, and I will not believe any of your guarantees until you come up with something worthy of my trust, let alone you as a person. ”
"A real superior should never trust anyone, especially your family, and the deadliest threat often comes from the most unlikely person in your eyes. Count Rundstead, who had an indifferent face, said such words that Bai Feng couldn't believe.
"I don't care if you want to believe me or not, I will not do anything to reveal your identity, from the Sunset Fortress Iron Blood Count Road eighteen years ago to the current governor of Perpignan Province, my choice is destined to have no turning back in my life, I only hope that I will live ...... life"
Speaking of this, Count Rundstead's unfinished words were contained by himself, looking at Count Rundstead with a face full of memories, and the sad aura emanating from his body, at this moment Bai Feng chose to believe in this iron-blooded Count who had been plain all his life.
"Your Excellency, you said before that the three old men of my family are often beaten by you, so if you say that, your strength should be much stronger than theirs, right?" Bai Feng's tone suddenly changed from indifferent to kind, which shocked Rundstead, who was still immersed in his remembrance.
He didn't react, so he replied meaningfully: "When it comes to fighting alone, how can the three old immortals of your Bai family be my opponents? As early as twelve years ago, I was a top-level great sword master, and they were only sixth-level great sword masters at that time. ”
Hearing this, Bai Feng directly took out an energy light ball from his White Spirit Ring, handed it to the dazed Count Longdstead, and explained: "This is the key to the second and third grandfathers advancing to the Sword Saint, you can go back and try it tonight." ”
Count Rundstead, who was trembling with his hands and wanted to take the energy light ball, suddenly retracted his hands the moment he touched the energy light ball; he looked at Bai Feng with an incredible face, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... Why are you giving this to me?"
Looking at Count Rundstead, whose eyes were slightly red, Bai Feng, who sighed secretly, stood up and looked directly into his eyes, and said seriously: "Because I believe that your eyes will not lie, and I have an intuition that our relationship is far more complicated than you say!"