It's no wonder that even if the conditions are harsh, there are still so many people who have embarked on the path of the Holy Warrior in their previous lives, and this feeling of being in the middle two together is really addictive, and these temples are really rich. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info.

I couldn't put it down and stroked the cross sword in my hand, the pure white hilt and the delicate pattern on the blade looked difficult to associate with the word killer. It's more of a craft than a weapon.

This is the reward for a Paladin in a previous life to reach level 3 and complete the first temple experience, and it is also one of the easiest magic weapons to obtain. However, due to the dogma and the need to maintain a camp of goodness and order, few people were able to hold on.

Reluctantly tucking the sword into the cashmere-embellished leather scabbard, and glancing at the dim night sky, Ryan walked in the opposite direction of the cemetery.

The fire is bright, and even if you stand outside the door, you can feel the heat wave coming in. Although most of the shops have closed, the North City is a mix of fish and dragons, and a large number of low-level migrants are shuttling here, and the fire hammer smithy shop is thriving even when it is close to nightfall.

Walking into the blacksmith shop, Ryan saw a dazzling array of standard weapons, casually throwing out reconnaissance, as he thought, all of them were ordinary weapons with no added value.

"Hello, is there anything I can do to help?" A sharp-eyed apprentice saw the exquisite long sword on Ryan's waist, and suddenly a spirit, and the expression that was sleepy just now disappeared in an instant.

"I've heard that Fire Hammer is the largest blacksmith shop in North City, but is that all there is to it?" Shaking his head, Ryan looked very disappointed.

Big customer! Seeing Ryan like this, the apprentice boy's eyes were almost lit up, and he looked around, seeing that no other apprentices noticed him, he hurriedly approached Ryan and whispered: "The teacher has recently created a batch of refined weapons on a whim, and he hasn't had time to sell them yet, or I'll show you?" ”

Smiling slightly, Ryan nodded at him, who understood and immediately led the way ahead.

"Tony? What are you doing in here? Are you going to be lazy again? Ryan had just walked through the back door, and before he could adjust to the sudden rise in temperature, the loud shouting like a bell drowning out the sound of the hammer for a moment.

"No, no, no, teacher, I brought a big customer who wants some refined weapons."

"Damn! Didn't I say that! No one can say anything about these things! As the loud voice drew closer, Ryan finally saw who was speaking.

One, dwarf?

Looking at the dwarf who was about the same height as Mr. Philip, but with an unusually strong body, Ryan was slightly stunned, after all, the chaos in the northern city was notoriously, and he had hardly been here, let alone this blacksmith shop. Although he had heard of it before, he really didn't know that this blacksmith shop was actually owned by a dwarf.

"That's what you're talking about big customers?" The shirtless bearded dwarf wiped the sweat from his body with a dirty rag and squinted at Ryan in front of him, and then scolded the apprentice, "This is obviously a stinky child!" Are you TM blind?! ”

Rushing! Without waiting for Tony to reply, Ryan silently took out the money bag on his waist, and shook it slightly, the crisp sound of the gold coin hitting was extremely pleasant.

"Well, then, what weapon do you want?" The anger on the dwarf's face disappeared in an instant, as if the scene just now was nothing more than an illusion.

"Machete." The extremely flat tone made the two of them feel a cool breeze blowing, although Ryan no longer has the strength of a legend, but the temperament and confidence brought by being in a high position for a long time still make it difficult for ordinary people to look directly.

Seeing the frightened color on his apprentice's face, the dwarf pursed his lips in anger and kicked him on the ankle: "Don't go get it yet!" The latter almost fell to the ground and quickly nodded yes.

Soon, Tony retrieved two cutlass wrapped in cowhide from the warehouse.

Stopping the dwarf from trying to introduce himself, Ryan picked up one, and with a slight grinding sound, a sharp blade covered with cold light appeared in everyone's eyes.

Machete +1

Damage: Slash

Base Damage: 1d6+1

Heavy Attack: ×2

Weapons with a bonus of +1 are generally called refined weapons, although this kind of weapon is rare, but it can still be found in ordinary towns, and as for +2 and above, they are called transcendent weapons, which can basically only be created by master blacksmiths, and their rarity is comparable to magic weapons.

Although the base damage value of the scimitar is smaller than that of the longsword, and the attack range is slightly shorter, it is slightly lighter, has a higher chance of inflicting heavy hits than the longsword, and is more prone to higher damage when swinging.

"I want both, how much?" Overall, the scimitar is much easier to handle for the ranger than the longsword, and Ryan is clearly very happy with the two refined scimitars.

It's really a big customer, swallowed his saliva, and a golden light seemed to appear in the dwarf's eyes: "Twenty gold coins for a handle, since you want it, I'll give you a discount, a total of thirty-five gold coins!" ”

After stroking the blade, Ryan turned his gaze to the dwarf with a natural expression, and the corners of his mouth hooked a cold arc: "A week ago, a small group of guards was attacked near the canal, and that group of criminals was well-armed and used refined weapons. The blacksmiths in the southern city are all under its jurisdiction, and it seems that you are the only one in the northern city who has the ability to craft this kind of weapon. Is this a coincidence, you say? ”

The smile on the dwarf's face instantly froze, but Ryan didn't mean to stop: "Lord Lord attends the regular meeting, Azales has not been in Horncreek City recently, and as for Yuna, due to her busy schedule during this time, she has delegated this matter to full authority. As far as I know, several of the teams responsible for investigating the North City have suddenly become very expensive lately. ”

Grunt, the sound of the dwarf swallowing clearly fell into Ryan's ears, who smiled slightly and spoke again: "You know what? According to Cormier's law, it is not impossible to impose a death penalty on the sale of refined weapons and bribing the guards! ”

"You, who are you?" After a long time in the human city, this dwarf has obviously smoothed out the courage inherited from the race, and under Ryan's step-by-step pressure, he gradually panicked.

"Ryan Bright." The smile on Ryan's face was still the same, as if he didn't see the horrified gaze of the two, "I'm not a robber, the bid must be higher than theirs, twenty gold coins!" ”

Walking out of the blacksmith shop, the calm on Ryan's face finally couldn't be contained, ignoring the angry scolding coming from behind him, he touched the scimitar on his waist, and showed a happy smile.

In the end, Ryan bought the two refined scimitars for twenty-two gold coins, and exchanged the standard longsword for a complete set of cowhide light armor and a standard light crossbow.

You know, even if it is purchased normally, the average refined scimitar will cost more than fifteen gold coins, and now Ryan relies on his eloquence to save eight gold coins, which is almost enough to catch up with his own savings, not counting leather armor and light crossbows. Rejoicing is inevitable, and ...

Intimidation succeeds, intimidation +1, gain 50 experience.

It's a double happiness!

Glancing at the night sky that had been hung with a bright moon, Ryan, who had changed shotguns, tidied up his appearance, silently glanced at the shadow in the corner, quickened his pace, and disappeared into the opposite alley in a blink of an eye.

"Do you see where he went?" Suddenly three humans sprang out from the corner of the street, their blades flashing with a terrifying cold light.

"Looks like you're in that alley?" One of them pointed to the alley that Ryan had just walked into, his tone a little uncertain.

"Damn, it's going to be a problem if we lose it, let's go take a look."

As soon as the words fell, the three of them hurriedly followed the direction in which Ryan disappeared.

"Are you looking for me?" Before they had gone far, a ghostly cold voice suddenly came from behind them.

The person who fell at the end reflexively wanted to turn his head to look over, but the cold touch on his neck made him tense instantly: "You, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

"Are you happy to see me?" The two people in front hurriedly turned around, and with the help of the bright moonlight, they finally saw the face of the person who came, it was Ryan!

"Big brother, save me!" Caught by the scimitar around his neck, the young man couldn't help but tremble all over, and looked at his companion in front of him for help.

"This brother, we are not looking for you, if we offend you, we apologize." His companion was held hostage by the other party, and the person who took the lead was also a man, so he didn't run away directly, but slowly leaned in while trying to reconcile with Ryan.

"Stop! No! The sharp blade gradually exerted force as the other two approached, and with a stinging pain, a hot current suddenly gushed out from the neck, and the young man instantly screamed in shock.

"Who sent you?" The other party could only stop, and Ryan asked again.

Seeing that he was directly ignoring himself, the man who took the lead was angry for a while, tried to suppress the anger in his chest, and replied in a low voice: "We are from the Blackwater Gang, not ... ”

Swish! A scarlet blood light bloomed in the alley, and the frightened young man was already in a different place.

Critical blow (decapitation), the robber dies.

"The answer is incorrect." A little blood splattered on Qingxiu's face, and Ryan's voice was extremely cold.

"Ahh Seeing that his companion was directly beheaded by this man, the other two were vicious, roaring angrily and rushing towards Ryan with their knives.

"Misjudgment." Shaking his head, Ryan didn't pay any attention to the two of them, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, shook off the blood on the scimitar, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Poof! The cold light reflected by the smooth blade caused the two of them to reflexively reach out to obscure it, and the scimitar in Ryan's hand slashed at the person who had just spoken, and as the scarlet blood sprayed out, the latter suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig.

Slash -5

Seeing that Ryan's scimitar was deeply embedded in the leader's shoulder blades, the other seemed to be stimulated by the blood, and swung the short sword in his hand at him as if he were crazy.

While! The other scimitar in Ryan's hand blocked the front of the opponent's short sword at some point, easily pushed the blade away, and accelerated again with the opponent's strength, directly slashing into the neck of the injured bandit.

Block successful.

Slash (Heavy Attack) -9, the bandit is near-dead.

Kicking the enemy who had lost the ability to resist, Ryan's scimitar pulled out with a large pool of blood with a pop.

Inflicts bleeding, -1, -1, -1, and robbers die.