The sunlight came in, dyeing Jane's short hair blonde, the edges of the hair became transparent, and the light reflected on the girl's skin made Jane's whole person look beautiful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the quiet morning, eating a delicious breakfast, and having a beautiful woman by his side, Yang Shou felt that this moment was quite comfortable.

"Bang!"

The wooden door of the tavern was kicked open and slammed against the wall, and Buckley, who was standing by the bar wiping glasses, frowned and glanced coldly.

The other party wore a high hat and a crisp crewneck shirt, and was a herald under the command of Viscount Thomas.

The other party walked straight to Yang Shou with big strides: "Yang Shou, your appointment letter, you must leave before noon!" ”

With a cold face, the herald slammed a scroll of documents on the bar in front of Yang Shou, speaking in a tone as if Yang Shou owed him a thousand gold coins.

Yang Shou chewed the shredded meat in his mouth slowly and methodically, swallowed it, and then turned his head with a surprised expression: "Why are you still here, waiting to receive a tip?" ”

The people in the tavern immediately burst into laughter, and even Barkley couldn't help but laugh twice, feeling very relieved.

Watching the herald soldier leave with a blue face, Yang Shou sneered, picked up the paperwork and slowly unfolded it.

"Captain of the Third Scout Team...... Well, I'm the only one for the time being...... Explore the Twilight Valley to the northeast and keep your army safe on their way......"

"I've been promoted?" Yang Shou shook the paper in his hand and smiled.

Jane took the appointment letter and looked at it, but her delicate eyebrows became tighter and tighter: "Thomas wants to transfer you out of the army?" ”

"Well, I'm a little flattered by being so important to me, burp~" Yang Shou took a big sip of beer and burped very unvividly.

Jane couldn't help but glare at Yang Shou, this guy was sometimes too mature, and sometimes he was like a gangster, so Jane couldn't help but want to teach him a lesson.

Yang Shou was almost hooked by this white eye, who had ever seen Adjutant Jane, who was cold on weekdays, and who gave others a white eye?

Seeing Yang Shou's expression, Jane also realized her situation, her face was slightly red, and she stood up: "I'm going to report to the lord." ”

Seeing the girlish back disappear at the door, Yang Shou smiled.

"Am I dazzled, why do I think you kid is happy?" Barkley said angrily.

"Yes?"

Yang Shou gritted his teeth and smiled, noncommittal.

After thinking about it, Yang Shou asked Barkley for a pen and paper and began to write on the bar.

Now, as soon as he saw Yang Shou writing, Barkley felt a pain in his brain. I haven't figured out the picture I gave to Elder Bobbi last time, so what are you writing now?

Barkley feigned inadverence, leaned his head over, and glanced at the table with squinted eyes.

"Caroline, Your Excellency Lord Bisanhall......"

The bear man only saw this one name, and the rest of the things were blocked by the vigilant Yang Shou. No way, Barkley is too big, and the action of coming over and peeking is too obvious.

"Cut." Barkley gave Yang Shou a blank look, retracted the bar and continued to wipe his glass.

Yang Shou shook his head speechlessly, lowered his head and continued to write seriously.

In the middle of the night, looking at the sun outside the window, I felt that the time was almost up, Yang Shou was ready to go out and go to the city to do the last thing.

Barkley coughed and squeezed over from the other side of the bar.

"Boy, I have a question that I'm curious about and I've always wanted to ask you,"

Barkley lit his cigar and looked at Yang Shou with a solemn expression: "We have known each other for just one day, why do you trust me so much, you are not afraid that you will leave, and I will throw that old guy to the people of the City Lord's Mansion?" ”

"You won't, Buckley the bear man is the pride of the brown bear clan, and he is also destined to become a warrior of the bear clan, I have a hunch~" Yang Shou squeezed his eyes at Barkley with a smile, waved his hand, and walked out of the tavern in a dashing manner.

Barkley stood behind the bar, his expression unreadable in the smoke, and it was a moment before Buckley the bear turned and walked up to the second floor of the tavern.

……

Leave the large army and go it alone?

Yang Shou wished that this had already been the case.

There are many people in the army, and it is difficult to deal with Thomas. But to turn the tide and avoid that great tragedy, Thomas had to get rid of it.

For Yang Shou, this appointment came at the right time.

Leaving the tavern, Yang Shou walked all the way along the route in his memory. When turning a street corner, a loud "Jingle Bell!" The sound came to his ears, and Yang Shou knew that he had found the right place.

It was a square-shaped house made entirely of stone, with the only two small windows covered by wooden panels. In the half-open main entrance, a series of rhythmic iron strikes were heard.

Above the main entrance hangs a wooden sign with a hammer painted on it, which reads "Hoover Blacksmith's Shop."

Yang Shou walked into the room, and the sudden change of light made his eyes dark, and it took a few seconds to adapt to the environment in the room.

Anvils, stoves, bellows, and hammers of various sizes and models are the standard blacksmith setup in The Witcher. A dwarf wearing a black girdle had his back to Yang Shou, busily busily beside the anvil, sparks splashing in all directions as the hammer in his hand swung up and down.

"Mr. Hoover, I want to buy something." Yang Shou said politely.

"It's all on the shelves, pick it yourself." The dwarf said without replying, his raspy voice in an impatient tone.

Yang Shou looked at the surrounding furnishings and said with a smile: "What I want, you don't have it on the shelf~"

The dwarf paused, slammed the blacksmith's hammer on the anvil, and finally turned around.

The gray beard, I don't know if it was its original color, or if it was covered in furnace ash, obscured most of the dwarf's face.

In addition, Yang Shou could only see two clusters of eyebrows like a bird's nest, and the other party was glaring at him, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were trembling slightly.

"Boy, didn't anyone tell you that the dwarves couldn't be disturbed while they were working?"

The beard on the dwarf's face dangled with his movements, looking a little funny: "You impetuous humans will never understand the meaning of serious work!" ”

Yang Shou ignored the dwarf who blew his beard and stared at him, pulled out a chair and sat down, and crossed Erlang's legs: "I want a bottle of No. 3 Divine Blessing Oil." ”

The dwarf Hoover was stunned for a moment, blinked, looked Yang Shou up and down seriously, and snorted: "You are in the wrong place, I only have ordinary swords here, and I don't sell any magic items." ”

Yang Shou smiled, and said in his heart, you can pretend.

This unassuming dwarf is named Hoover, and he is the most skilled blacksmith in the northern outpost. However, his personality is the opposite of that of Barkley, who is also loyal, and he is an old slippery man who has lived for more than two hundred years.

In recent years, the atmosphere within the Empire of Steel has quietly changed, with corrupt officials, a lack of progress among the aristocracy, and subtle changes in their attitudes towards foreigners.

I don't know when it began, the territory of the empire began to prohibit people of different races from carrying weapons, and the interrogation of other races became very strict.

A few years ago, dwarves, elves, and even some orc warriors could be seen in the armies of the Metal Empire, but now, all of them are Terrans, many aliens have been expelled, and there have even been many conflicts.

The northern outposts were no exception, such as Hoover's blacksmith shop, where it was forbidden to forge and sell any magical items, and even the sale of swords to people outside of the Terran had to obtain special permission from the City Lord's Mansion.

Internal corruption, rejection of fresh blood from the outside, lack of progress, and increasingly strict control over the people...... This is the current state of the Empire of Steel.

Yang Shou understood Hoover's concerns, took Bill's long sword from behind his back, and handed it to the other party: "Don't worry, I'm Bill's friend, you must know this sword." ”

Hoover took the letter suspiciously, drew his sword from its sheath, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Bill's sword has been weathered, and although it has been polished frequently, it can still be seen that the sword is covered with scratches of various thicknesses. However, there are few gaps in the blade, and the edge of the sword is still sharp, making it a weapon with solid craftsmanship.

"What the dwarves forged with their own hands, will never be forgotten for many years in the past,"

Hoover stretched out his thick fingers and flicked the spine of the sword lightly, with a nostalgic look on his face, but looking at Yang Shou, he was a little puzzled: "What about Old Bill, why didn't he come himself." ”

Yang Shou did not hide it, and briefly told what had happened since he entered the northern outpost.

"Bang!"

Hoover slammed his fist on the anvil, his panting voice became heavy, and his whole body trembled slightly: "That's the case!" I heard about Lao Chang's death, and I pity that little girl in his family...... These human aristocrats! ”

As soon as these words came out, Hoover subconsciously glanced at Yang Shou, after all, Yang Shou was also a soldier of the Steel Empire, and in normal times, he would probably be imprisoned if he said such things.

"At this point, we can only let ourselves live better,"

The smile on Yang Shou's face gradually disappeared, revealing a solemn look: "Bill is recuperating from his injuries at the Qingteng Tavern, and this time we leave, we will trouble you to take care of him for a while." ”

Hoover waved his hand when he heard this, indicating that it was completely fine.

"You just said you want the Divine Blessing Oil? It's something that's specifically designed to deal with the undead, are you going to encircle the undead creatures of the Great Rift? Hoover remembered what Yang Shou had just said, and asked with some confusion.

Blessed Oil is a power-up item that is applied to a weapon and can temporarily provide additional stats to the weapon. Divine Blessing Oil can inflict divine damage on weapons, which is extremely lethal to the undead.

You know, the undead themselves can't be critically hit, and slashing their heads and arms with a sword has the same effect.

Only Hallowed attacks can deal an additional 100% damage to undead creatures! This is also why high-level priests and paladins can be the nemesis of the undead, a low-level spell "dispel the undead", which is more effective than the average warrior with ten slashes.

"Well, it's probably going to be used,"

Yang Shou nodded and said, "If this plan goes well, we will have a chance to avenge Lao Chang's father and daughter." ”

Hoover's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he involuntarily clenched the hammer in his hand.

The dwarf knows very well that the meaning of Yang Shou's sentence is extraordinary-to avenge Lao Chang's father and daughter, so who is this revenge on?

Adjutant Liu, or the young viscount from the center of imperial power?

Hoover didn't ask much, since Bill was relieved to let the young soldier come to him and give him the most precious sword, it showed that Bill fully trusted him.

The dwarf couldn't help but think to himself, if he had experienced those things yesterday, he would definitely trust this amazing boy.

A bottle of No. 3 Divine Blessing Oil was quickly handed over to Yang Shou, and at the same time, there were several black and heavy stones handed over to Yang Shou.

"Divine Blessing Oil (Level 3)

Use: Apply to weapons, granting 5 Holy Damage to each attack for 30 minutes.

Number of times remaining: 10 times"

"Coal Rock Whetstone (Finesse)

Use: Sharpen your weapon for +8% bonus Physical Damage for 2 hours

Durability: 100/100"

Yang Shou held the two things in his hand and couldn't help laughing.

Level 3 Divine Blessing Oil, if you spend money to buy it, a bottle will cost at least 50 silver coins! This coal rock whetstone is more expensive, and it is the best quality of non-magic items, 1 gold coin a piece, no bargaining!

The scabbard can enchant weapons, it has its own sword energy, and then it is coated with blessed oil, plus the best quality coal rock whetstone, one of the few ways to strengthen weapons in "The Witcher", now only poison can be gathered!

Yang Shou patted the broadsword on his waist, and said in his heart, man, your luck is really good~