Chapter 277: Curse
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I didn't believe Harold at all, and turned to Old Patch to ask for his opinion.
Old Patch didn't speak, but shook his head slightly at me.
I knew in my heart that Harold's words were all lies.
Then, I immediately expressed the old Patch's thoughts: "Harold, don't lie, old Patch told me, what you said is false." ”
When Harold heard this, he glared at Old Patch fiercely, startling Old Patch.
I stopped it, a little displeased, and said, "Okay, Harold, I just want you three things, and I don't take your life, can you be so angry!" ”
Harold was stunned by my words, and held it for a while, before he wilted, sighed, and said, "Forget it, you can take it, but"
He suddenly looked at Old Patch, and in a serious tone, asked, "I want to know how you know that what I just said is a lie?" ”
"When, of course it's the ......," old Patch hesitated, unable to come up with a reason.
"What the hell?" Harold asked again, his tone a little higher.
Old Patch shrank to the corner of the sand in fright, and became trembling again, and said, "Yes, it was my niece who told me the legend about that sword. ”
Harold obviously didn't believe his words, but he couldn't force me to ask, so he softened his tone and said, "What did your niece say?" ”
"My niece she said, she said ......"
Speaking of which, Old Patch's eyes rolled a little, but I saw it clearly, I he: Good guy, you are planning to make up a story to pit Harold, but I like your shameless approach, haha, praise one!
Harold didn't have much contact with Old Patch, and he didn't know much about some of his small movements, and I think he might still think that Old Patch was overly nervous, so he had some habitual actions, but he didn't know that just a little deviation of his thoughts, he had already fallen into a more deceptive lie trap.
"My niece said that this sword was once forged by a blacksmith for his woman, but later, his woman died because of the war, and in honor of this love, he used this knife to commit suicide, and that's it."
"I see...... It turns out that the legend is like this......" Harold muttered.
I saw the wavering in his eyes.
After being stunned for a few seconds, Harold suddenly took two steps towards Old Patch.
I was startled, thinking that he was going to do old Patch a disadvantage, so I reached out and stopped his way, and said, "What are you going to do?" If you have something to say, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil! ”
Harold, perhaps realizing that he was acting a little too impatiently, smiled and said to me, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to do anything about Mr. Patch, but I want to thoroughly understand some of the legends about this dagger and make sure that I have any doubts in my heart." ”
"That's right......" I lowered my hand and stepped aside.
Harold stepped forward quickly, leaned down, sat down opposite Old Patch, and said seriously: "Mr. Patch, I was too anxious about those actions just now, here, I want you to apologize, I hope you can forgive." ”
"It's okay, it's okay," Old Patch waved his hand.
"So, Mr. Patch, I have a few questions for you, can you help me with that?"
"Say it," Old Patch nodded, "I'll tell you if I know anything." ”
Harold's face softened a lot, he thought for a moment, and said, "Mr. Patch, are you sure that all these legends you are talking about were told to you by your niece herself, and not made up by yourself?" ”
Old Patch nodded.
"Where did your niece hear about these legends?"
Old Patch thought for a moment and said, "Of course she heard it from the mouths of those nobles around her, anyway, she is also a princess guard, this is not difficult." ”
Harold nodded: "That's it......"
Then he asked seriously, "Are you sure you remember the whole story that your niece told you, and not ignore certain parts?" ”
Old Patch rolled his eyes, "I guess I'm not old enough to be fooled like that......"
Harold was silent, his brow furrowed, as if he had made up his mind, and at last, he spoke again: "Are you sure, Mr. Patch, that this dagger has no ...... attached to it Anything else? ”
"I'm sure!" Old Patch straightened his chest like a victorious rooster.
Seeing that Old Patch was so sure, Harold seemed to have a lot of vicissitudes in an instant, he sighed deeply, looked at the coffee table a little lost, raised his head for a long time, and said to me: "Take it, I will fulfill my promise, they are yours." ”
Of course, I carefully put away the three things, and then said with a smile on my face: "If you need help in the future, just come to me."
Harold chuckled wryly.
But I know that it is unlikely that he will find me to do anything in the future, after all, this salary is a bit too high, and although Harold is rich, he can't be as good as those noble losers.
As I left with Old Patch, Harold gave us a ride around the corner, and he asked me, "Are you sure you're not going?" Anyway, you're my temporary teammate for a day, and besides, I think Yura looks like she'd love to see you too. ”
"Forget it, I'm better to mix less with this kind of thing, anyway, I also killed a person in Su Tengbo's team today, I don't believe that kind of person has no friends in the team, in case he stabs me in the back or something, he can't do it."
"Alright then," Harold said with some regret, "then look forward to the next meeting." ”
"If you have trouble in the future, you can come to me, but the reward will not change," I smiled and beckoned.
Harold smiled slightly bitterly again, but this time it was fleeting, he paused, and said, "Well, I think we will have a chance to work together, at that time, I will prepare the remuneration first, and then come to visit." ”
"Hmm!"
I turned around and didn't look at Harold again, just waved my hand and left with Old Patch.
As the night deepened, the restaurants and nightclubs on both sides began to be noisy, while on the other hand, there were many fewer people walking on the street.
"Hey, old expert."
"Huh?"
"What is the truth about this dagger?"
"What?" Old Patch didn't hear clearly.
I turned my head and asked, "I hope you can tell me the legend of this dagger, and the ominous truth behind it." ”
Old Patch lowered his head and muttered for a moment, then he raised his head, looked at me, and said, "I did intend to tell you about this, the legend I told is false, and this sword is indeed cursed. ”