Harold put the long straight knife into its scabbard and put it back in the black box.

Then, he pulled out the shorter scimitar from the black box, which had no scabbard. Because the shape is so weird, it is estimated that there is no scabbard to fit this scimitar into it.

The blade of this scimitar is curved, the belly is wide, and the ridge part of the knife is suddenly bent downwards by an arc, and the shape is like a barbed waning moon.

This scimitar has no blade, and the handle is directly attached to the blade.

"Hmph, what about this one? What do you think, kid? Orc Tyrese patted himself alone.

"Fabulous! That's how the knife deserves to be played with by me. Harold smiled and held out his fingers to caress the edge of the scimitar, the smooth surface reflecting the corners of his mouth.

"Hah, you kid!" Tyrese said. "It's just that this kind of recurve knife has a heavy head, and if you use it to cut people. After the first slash, the return of the knife will inevitably affect the attack speed. Didn't you say before, 'The attack of the knife is always continuous, and the axe is a one-time deal'? ”

Harold was happy, this was a casual nonsense, and this orc Tyrese actually remembered. It is estimated that in the eyes of Tyris, he can be regarded as a great expert in playing with knives, and casually talk about it, this honest orc actually believes it.

Harold pursed the corners of his lips and made a serious look: "Brother Tyrese, who said that I mainly used this recurve scimitar to cut people?" ”

"So what are you going to do with it?"

"Chopping vegetables...... Fake. Harold squinted at the annoyed orc, whose hair stood on end, and he immediately changed his tune.

"You kid, tell me the truth!!"

Harold laughed without saying a word, and he flicked the blade lightly, and the scimitar snapped, causing a few crunch sounds.

"Brother Tyrese, go to the old place and try the knife. You'll know what I'm going to do with it! ”

A few minutes later, Harold and Tyrese walked up to the roof platform, where Tyrese looked comically anxious holding several large pineapples.

Harold held the long straight knife in one hand, and he stood quietly in the snow on the platform, his long body standing tall and his black uniform dazzling in the snow. He just stood like a black statue. The white breath exhaled from his mouth floated onto his long eyelashes, and small droplets of water grew between the eyelashes, making the big gray and cold eyes now watery, which was very pleasing.

Tyrese looked at Harold's motionless appearance, and he was a little nervous: "Hey, boy, I bought this big pineapple with my own private money, and I'm going to eat chilled pineapple." Don't spoil it this time!! My budget is very limited!! ”

"Huh? When did it happen? Harold didn't squint, just wrinkled his nose and asked.

"Play stupid! In addition to being ruthless, you kid is also used to pretending to be stupid! Tyrese the orc stamped his foot, angrily accusing Harold. Last summer, you were going to try that "ball head stick" to make it good or not. smashed several of my big watermelons, such big watermelons, all of them were planted by my maid for my first time. Day you watermelon bear. ”

"It can't be broken, it can't be broken! I'll adjust it technically, and this time I use the cut to ensure that your pineapple is well sliced. ”

"Okay, if you break me again this time, you'll pay me."

"Okay, well, I'll pay you. Brother Tyrese, throw as far as you can, don't save your energy. ”

Tyrese grabbed a large pineapple with one hand, and the orc stood calmly with his feet apart, exerting force at his waist, and threw out the large pineapple in his hand with all his might.

The big pineapple flew very fast in the air, but Harold was also running extremely fast on the ground, and the movement of Tyrese retracting his hand compared to Harold's movement seemed to slow down a beat.

The strength of the orc clan is much greater than that of humans, and the big golden pineapple flew for a full ten meters, and it looked like it was about to fly out of the platform.

Harold immediately jumped off the platform, his left hand clasping the edge of the platform, and the long straight knife with a counter-blade on the tip of his right hand struck the pineapple like a thunderbolt.

Harold swings his knife with a lot of amplitude. But the knife stopped very quickly, and the tip of the knife just cut through the pineapple in the air, and it immediately stopped.

With a little whirling force in his hand, the long knife immediately turned sideways, and the blade of the knife held up the pineapple that had been patronized by the blade.

And the pineapple, which was split in two, was miraculously held up by Harold with a knife, and the appearance was still as intact as before.

Harold held the big pineapple steadily, and some pale yellow juice flowed out of the crack in the middle of the pineapple, overflowing the tip of the knife. Then it dripped onto the snow, staining large expanses of snow on the ground yellow.

Harold grabbed his left hand on the edge of the platform and jumped back onto the platform.

He held the pineapple firmly and strolled over to Tyrese.

"Give!"

"This time, you kid is okay." As he spoke, the orc Tyrese picked up two pineapples from the side of his knife.

The orc grabbed the two large parts of the pineapple and shouted, "Cut the skin for me!"

With a flash of the knife in Harold's hand, the skin of the two pineapples was cut off in an instant, and no flesh was wasted.

The orc opened his big mouth, and two mouthfuls were half a pineapple, and he chewed the pineapple in his mouth and muttered, "Sure enough, eating chilled pineapple in winter is the coolest." ”

A hint of pale yellow juice flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't care, just wiped a few handfuls with his big hands.

"And then? What are you going to do with that recurve cutlass. ”

"Brother Tyrese, uh-huh....." Harold said with a roll of gray eyes in a pleading tone. Let's discuss, how about you put one on your head and two in your hands? ”

"No! Resolutely no. Not negotiable. ”

As a result, the evil and cunning plan of Harold Vasa, the "demon puppeteer", was bankrupt due to the stern refusal of the righteous orc uncle Tyrese.

Mr. Harold Vasa spread his hands helplessly: "Brother, it's always okay to put these pineapples on the chimney, right?" ”

"That's fine." Tyrese ran a few steps and placed the remaining four pineapples in the corners of the rooftop chimney.

"You stand farther away, stand farther away." Harold waved his hand, and Tyrese ran away.

Then he put his left hand together and laid it flat on the knife surface, and a blue magic circle formed on the knife surface. The benefits of the dwarven alloy are reflected at this time, even if the dwarf alloy is enchanted many times, the dwarven alloy will not be eroded by the magic circle.

Harold took a deep breath, he took aim at the target, and without hesitation, he threw the scimitar in his hand, which accurately cut through a pineapple, but did not get stuck in the pineapple, but continued to fly outward.

Because of the shape, the scimitar flew out of a few meters and then there was a whirling momentum, Harold seized the opportunity to use the circle in the palm of his left hand to echo the circle on the knife surface, and the flying whirling scimitar flew around a corner and flew towards Harold's location.

"Oh!" The orc Tyrese who was watching from the sidelines suddenly realized that the kid in front of him was originally planning to use a scimitar as a whirling weapon, and the idea was still good.

However, the development of reality still deviated from Tyrese's imagination, and in the midst of a spinning scimitar, the Hidden Arrow on Harold's right forearm was fired.

Steady, accurate, and ruthless, he accurately hit the spinning scimitar, changed the direction of the scimitar's flight, and flew towards the second pineapple.

"Wow"! When the scimitar cuts the second damaged fruit, the Hidden Arrow is also withdrawn into the quiver.

Harold's left hand continued to whirl the scimitar, while the Hidden Arrow on his left forearm also made a second adjustment to the direction of the spinning scimitar.

The whole process lasted only five or six seconds, and the scimitar was back in Harold's hand, and the four pineapples placed on the chimney more than ten meters away had all been cut in half.

"Poof! You're all thinking of a bad idea. ”

Harold's color paled a little because the amount of magic he used this time was a little large, and he said with a smile: "This means that I can cut the waists of several people more than ten meters away in six seconds." I hate the smoke and loud noises of old-fashioned muskets, and now I can finally make up for the shortcomings of the range. ”

"This long straight knife is called 'shark tooth', and this shorter recurve knife is called ..... Well, the "deer crown" got it, anyway, it looks as strange as the deer comb. ”

"No taste. It's better to call it a horn knife, a dog-leg knife. But you kid want to use it, you can name it yourself. ”

Harold was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.