The cost of supporting a knight is quite expensive. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The lion's share is naturally the cost of baptism, as well as the knight's plate armor and manor!

These three things are juxtaposed because they are almost equal in value.

A complete set of knight's armor, many times it is the heirloom of some small family, inherited for several generations or even dozens of generations.

The craftsmanship of the highlands is famous, the armor on the high platform shimmers in the light, the smooth lines, and the precise bite between the various parts, all of which show that it is a high-quality product!

Naturally, its price also rose, and it was finally pocketed by a black-robed man at the price of 3,200 Jindelong.

"The next auction ...... It is the Dragonheart, the 'Primordial Blue Blood', the Conqueror, the King of the Firefly Plains, and the Dragon Heart, a long sword used by Taller I! ”

The auctioneer lifted the red cloth of the second treasure, only to see a blue two-handed sword, fluorescently flashing in the light, this sword has a simple shape, the sharp edge and dark red blood groove exude a murderous aura all the time.

"The starting price - two thousand five hundred Jindelong!"

Accompanied by the voice of the auctioneer, more fierce bidding came and went.

Wu Ming noticed that when he looked at the blue sword, the girl in his arms, Beatrice, trembled obviously.

"If it's really just a weapon, even if it has a historical value, it's too much......"

His eyes moved: "Could it be ...... Transcendent Weapons!? ”

With this thought, Wu Ming's eyes immediately narrowed slightly.

True spirit possession, although the power has dissipated, it still brings him keen perception.

At this time, under full concentration, he immediately felt a deep and unfathomable power entrenched on the Dragon Heart Great Sword.

'Especially...... A little bit of an induction with Beatrice? Bloodline weapons? Restricted to descendants? ’

He pondered with some uncertainty as he finally watched as the Dragon's Heart Sword was bought by a mysterious figure at a high price of five thousand Jindelon.

"If it's really just an antique, it's a loss...... So...... Blue-blooded nobles? ”

Wu Ming stared at the back of the mysterious man, his eyes deep.

Since the other party appeared here, what kind of hostility would he, the person who bought the blue-blooded slave girl, encounter?

Maybe it's okay in the black market, but once you get out, it's hard to say.

"The last lot!"

On the stage, the auctioneer smiled and said, "I guess you all guessed it...... A jar of holy oil has enough storage of two pints, which is definitely enough for a knight's baptism...... I would like to enclose you another piece of news, in the spring martial arts competition, the Earl of Blue Mountain intends to give the champion a reward, not the previous Jindelon, but the canonization of Sir Knight! ”

Crash!

There was an uproar down there.

Although I have long known that this tournament is not trivial, but when I heard that there was really a knight canonization, the atmosphere in the black market was still hot.

"Therefore, in the next year's jousting competition, there will definitely be many freelancers, landless knights...... This jar of holy oil may be the opportunity for you to open the knight's road, the key to glory! ”

The auctioneer announced in a demagogic tone: "One can of holy oil, the starting price - five thousand gold delon!" ”

There was a sound of inhalation at the bottom, and it was obvious that the price had been inflated by several times or even several times higher than before.

And that's just a floor price!

It is conceivable that relying on the hype of the news of the competition, the final transaction price must be an astronomical figure.

"Wait!"

In the silence, a voice suddenly sounded.

"What questions does this guest have?"

The auctioneer smiled and looked at the strange-looking guest holding a little girl below, showing excellent self-cultivation.

"Can you guarantee the authenticity of the holy oil? It must be the same as the Church and the two great nobles? Guaranteed to become a knight!? ”

Being watched by a large number of eyes, and even feeling the approach of several dangerous auras, Wu Ming was fearless and said his questions loudly.

"It's your first time, right?"

The auctioneer was still polite: "The holy oil sold by this auction house can guarantee that it is no different from the original...... Never received a complaint because of quality problems, and ...... The baptism of a knight has a certain possibility of failure, which is something that the gods cannot guarantee! ”

Of course, Wu Ming knew this, so she took a deep breath and asked the most crucial words this time: "Can I identify it?" ”

"I see, this guy must be a pharmacist!"

The auctioneer on the stage had not yet spoken, and the people below all looked at Wu Ming with a wise man's gaze, as if they had already known everything: "Another idiot who is trying to crack the secret recipe!" ”

Obviously, this kind of thing has happened many times.

"No problem!"

The auctioneer apparently has experience as well: "As a rule, for every holy oil auction, we provide three samples, each about a tenth of an ounce, for buyers to inspect!" ”

He blinked, looking a little cunning: "Of course...... To get a sample, you need to pay 50 kindrons first! ”

For a knight's baptism, the standard portion of holy oil normally required is two pints, which is equal to forty ounces according to the weights and measures of this world, and the price at the last auction was around five thousand to six thousand kindrons.

In other words, Wu Ming needed to use fifty Jindelong to buy goods worth only fifteen Jindelong, which was obviously a loss-making business.

"Yes!"

Wu Ming immediately took out Jindelong and bought a tenth of an ounce of holy oil, not paying the slightest attention to the stupid eyes around him, and of course, confirming his identity as a pharmacist.

"I don't have a problem anymore!"

He was overjoyed when he got what he wanted, and he no longer cared about the auction after the episode, and slowly came to the entrance at the beginning.

He chose to leave, after all, at this time, there were only a few Jindelon left on his body.

Bang!

Seeing the wall-like door, he stepped forward and knocked, and the stone wall suddenly opened, revealing the smiling face of the waiter from before: "Are the guests leaving?" ”

……

"I can only send you here, good luck! Mr! ”

It was still the same black carriage, and the waiter bowed away, and finally said a word, letting the carriage move slowly.

The axles are rolling.

Wu Ming put away the holy oil, and looked at the girl who was curled up on the side: "Can you speak?" ”

“……”

He waited for a long time, but all he got was silence.

"Alright! Let me warn you, something bad may happen later, and if you are really scared, close your eyes......"

"Of course, with your experience, maybe you don't care much, so just protect yourself!"

Wu Ming silently closed his eyes and recuperated, and his right hand had already grasped the stainless steel long sword at his waist.

"Sir, it's time to ......"

After some pretending, the carriage stopped in a remote corner of the Southern District.

"Thank you!"

Wu Ming sent the coachman away, and saw that there was a garbage heap around him, and a stinky ditch flowed beside it, and even the poor people would try to leave as quickly as they could when they passed by.

"It's a good grave, how about burying you?"

Wu Ming smiled, put Beatrice aside, and looked at the six or seven figures that appeared around him.

'It's unlikely that a black market auction house is going to be a black market auction house, after all, I'm not really disrupting its auction plans...... So, a robber who covets wealth? Or is it some blue-blooded nobleman who looks at me unpleasantly? Or some other inexplicable force? ’

He drew his sword: "It's just...... What does it matter? ”

Sou!

As he spoke, he had rushed out like a gust of wind.

Bang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and a man in black drew his sword to resist, but the weapon was easily knocked away by the huge force, and blood overflowed from his chest.

"Knight!"

This speed and strength immediately startled several other black-clothed people, and some of them reached behind their backs and took out their short bows.

"Kill!"

Wu Ming acted like the wind, and in the moment when the man in black was stunned, the steel long sword in his hand seemed to come to life and had his own life, and suddenly flashed twice, taking away the lives of the two men in black.

Woohoo!

As he slain the last enemy who attacked him head-on, his ears moved, and he turned his head away, dodging two tricky arrows like a prophet.

"Hell!"

The two archers immediately turned and ran, as if they had seen a monster.

If you don't run, you can't do it! It's not that they haven't besieged knights, but even knights who have been baptized with holy oil are only a little more prominent in one aspect, or their strength is amazing, or their skin is hard, their speed is fast, or they recover quickly.

But the person in front of him seems to be strengthened in all directions, without the slightest shortcoming.

The combat power exerted by this is more terrifying than that of ordinary knights!

"Want to go?"

Wu Ming laughed loudly, chased after a man in black in three or two steps, directly grabbed the wrist of the thrusting dagger he turned around, and sent the tip of the blade into his heart.

Then, looking at the last person who had escaped, he took a deep breath and threw the steel sword in his hand.

Shout!

A streamer flashed, and the man screamed, and was pierced through his chest by the silver light, and was nailed to the ground.

"It's clean, there's no identification!"

Wu Ming came to him, flipped through it carefully, then shook his head, and pulled out the long sword and took it back.

"Are you alright?"

He looked at Beatrice again.

This little girl didn't have the slightest threat at first glance, and Wu Ming was too fast, so she was lucky enough to stay until now, and she didn't even cut her skin at all.

Of course, seeing Wu Ming's murderous scene like chopping melons and vegetables, this girl finally couldn't maintain the indifferent expression on her face, and there seemed to be a trace of fluctuation in her eyes.

"Let's go!"

Wu Ming leaned over to pick her up and quickly left the scene of the murder.

It won't be long before the rats in the stinking gutters will show up and take away everything that can be used from the corpses, and he won't have to worry about it anymore.