Chapter 64: This Knife, It's Not Happy
The roads that have been washed by the rain for three days are really muddy, and even the city, which is very lively on weekdays, is rarely walked around these days, and the outside of the city is even less crowded.
It was under such circumstances that a young man dressed in a rain and a hat walked outside the barracks.
The raindrops kept beating on his thin body, and although the rain and hat kept most of the raindrops out for him, the boy still walked precariously in the rain.
He was pushing a rudimentary wooden cart covered with a large black cloth that completely obscured its contents.
The misty rain continued to fall, falling on the black cloth with a fine sound.
The boy pushed a cart slowly through the rain, which seemed to drown his thin body.
The visibility on rainy days was extremely low, and the dark clouds refused to disperse, so it was not until the boy had almost entered the gate of the barracks that the soldiers guarding the gate did not notice him.
"What man!?" Two soldiers stepped forward at the same time to stop the teenager in the cart.
Hearing this, the young man stopped his progress, and the head that had been buried was raised at this moment.
One of the soldiers also walked up to the boy vigilantly, carefully studying the visitor who had suddenly appeared.
The first time the soldier saw the boy, he thought that he was very ordinary.
The face under the young man's hat was really a little too ordinary...... To be more precise, not only the face, but also the whole person of the teenager is a little too ordinary, as if he has a passerby atmosphere that can no longer be found when thrown into the crowd.
I don't know what kind of psychology it was, but after discovering that the person who came was just an ordinary teenager, the soldier was visibly relieved.
He began his usual interrogation: "What are you doing in the barracks?" β
"Delivery." The boy's voice replied very smoothly.
The soldier frowned when he heard this: "Delivery? What to send? β
"The staff has ordered a hundred pieces of leather armor in our Jiangnan leather workshop, and I have sent thirty pieces today."
The soldier looked at the young man, as if he remembered something: "You are Lei Yang from the Jiangnan leather workshop?" β
The boy nodded in affirmation of the other party's statement.
The interrogating soldier thought for a while and nodded: "I know, the cart in your hand is leather armor, you just put the cart here, and we will send it in." β
Unexpectedly, the young man shook his head gently after hearing the soldier's words, and actually rejected the soldier's proposal.
"Don't work for the two of you, the staff member he instructed...... After the order is completed, let me personally send it to the barracks. β
The soldier who spoke was stunned for a moment, and then a look of suspicion appeared on his face.
The military camp of the Human Empire in the Azure Continent is not allowed to enter and exit at will by unofficial personnel, this is an iron law that has not been changed for many years, and even a three-year-old child should know such things.
But the kid in front of him didn't know how thick the sky was, and he said that the staff asked him to personally send things into the barracks.
How can there be such a reason for the staff to do things? How could such a trivial matter as delivery be a reason for people to enter and leave the barracks?
He subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to scold the strange kid in front of him, but another soldier beside him, who had never spoken, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him at this time, and whispered to him: "The staff did greet us some time ago, saying that if someone from the Jiangnan leather workshop came to deliver the goods, just let him in." β
"Is that really the case?" The soldier's brow furrowed, as if he did not believe his companion's account.
"Naturally, it's true, you can just ask a brother who is on duty in the past few days and ask, you can know, you were temporarily transferred, so you don't know."
"This ...... It doesn't seem to be in line with the rules. β
Seeing his cautious appearance, his companion smiled nonchalantly: "Look at you like this, since the staff said let him in, let him in." Besides, this Mr. Lei Yang of the Jiangnan Leather Workshop is a well-known fool who has an excellent talent but is doing loss-making business all day long...... How big a fork can you make by letting a fool in? β
The soldier groaned for a moment, then glanced at the ordinary boy beside him.
The boy stood quietly in the rain, quietly watching the two who seemed to be arguing.
Everything about him was so ordinary, he didn't look like the rumored genius boy at all.
The soldier finally nodded.
"This guy...... If you're not a fool, you're probably just a passerby. The soldier thought to himself.
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"You don't have a lot of strength." The soldier lifted the large soaked black cloth and saw a large pile of leather armor in the cart.
Although leather armor is much lighter than ordinary armor, the weight of each piece of leather armor is still more than ten catties, and the weight of thirty pieces of leather armor together is also about four hundred catties.
It was a little surprising that the unsightly and seemingly thin young man in front of him could come here with such an understatement.
Lei Yang scratched his head after hearing this, and said as if he was a little embarrassed: "I was born with a stupid nature, but I have a little talent in learning non-combat skills and brute strength. β
The soldier did not answer, and did not seem to intend to delve into it.
The quality of the leather armor produced by the Jiangnan leather workshop is still so speechless.
Even though the two soldiers had heard about this, when they examined the leather armor in the cart, they couldn't help but be shocked by the extremely high quality of the leather armor.
But the more shocked they were, the more they affirmed the rumor about Lei Yang in their hearts.
Someone who can mass-produce this kind of leather armor, but only sell it for twenty copper...... Can you not be a fool?
"What is this?" During the inspection, the soldier suddenly found a long knife in his leather armor.
"Weapons are not allowed in the barracks." The soldier pointed to the long knife and said solemnly.
Lei Yang glanced up at the direction of the soldier's finger, thought for a while, and then said seriously, "That's just an ornament." β
"Decorations?" Lei Yang's strange rhetoric stunned the soldiers.
"Yes." Lei Yang nodded, reached out and took out the long knife in the cart.
The handle and scabbard of the long knife held in Lei Yang's hand were all black, and the whole body looked very old and worn.
The pure black color doesn't add a bit of antiquity to the knife, but rather makes it feel a little tattered.
It's like...... It's like falling apart at any time.
Although the word falling apart may seem a little odd when used on a knife.
But when the knife was held in Lei Yang's hand, it really made people feel that its blade was almost falling off the hilt, and the long knife was like an old man, old and weak, and even the slightest collision would make it completely fall apart.
Lei Yang slowly pulled the long knife out of its scabbard.
The word sharp seemed to have completely disappeared from the long knife, and the long knife did not make the slightest metal impact with the scabbard as it was withdrawn.
Had it not been for the sight of the knife unsheathed, the soldier would have almost believed that the knife was just an ornament.
However, the next moment, the unsheathed long knife emitted a bright cold light in the dimness!
Cold light emanated from the blade of the long knife, as if illuminating the dim environment. The raindrops that converged into silk threads swept through the blades, and it was clear that they were still some distance apart, but the soldiers vaguely felt that they saw countless silk threads breaking near the blades!
Where is this ornament......
This is clearly a ...... A razor-sharp sword!
The soldier was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "How dare you kid deceive me like this!" You're clearly ......."
However, just as he spoke, Lei Yang raised the long knife and slashed at his own left wrist with a fierce slash!
The knife was so violently disproportionately that the soldier saw that an empty space had almost formed where the long knife had passedβall the raindrops had been cut away without a trace!
This is already far beyond the normal level of sharpness, if this knife is implemented, most of the palm of the young man in front of him will be gone!
At first, the soldier's voice was very loud, completely overshadowing the sound of the drizzling rain, but then he was startled by Lei Yang's actions, so his voice became quieter and quieter as he got to the back.
The long knife quickly landed on Lei Yang's wrist.
But once again, to his surprise, the seemingly sharp blade of the long knife did not cut off Lei Yang's palm in such an instant as the soldier expected.
The long knife trembled, and the blade that rushed forward seemed to stop unwillingly.
Then Lei Yang moved away from the incomparably sharp long knife, and there was a faint red mark where the blade landed on his left hand.
The blade of the long knife still exuded a sharp smell, but such a ferocious slash only left a faint trace on Lei Yang's hand.
The soldier didn't react to this sudden development of the plot at all, and continued with what he had just said, but the last few words of the words were almost inaudible: "...... A treasure knife. β
"You see," Lei Yang stretched out his left hand to the soldier, showing the faint mark on his hand, "This knife, it's not fast at all." β
The soldier looked at him in a daze, unable to say a word for a long time.
Lei Yang saw that the other party was silent, so he put the long knife into the sheath.
His movements were still very slow, not like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but like an old man in his twilight years.
The raindrops kept dripping, and the surroundings were a little colder.
After collecting the knife, the young man tightened the rain on his body and hugged the long knife to his chest.
In the mist in the sky, a young man wearing a hat like an old man in the rain was holding a long knife that also looked like an old man.
An unpleasant long knife.
I don't know if it's an illusion or what, the soldier suddenly felt that the other party was exuding a sharp aura all over his body, and that sharp aura almost forced him to open his eyes.
The soldier hurriedly rubbed his eyes.
When he opened it again, the soldier found that the sharp aura emanating from the boy's body had indeed disappeared.
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"You're still doubting me after all." The faces of the staff members were very ugly.
"I don't want to do that either," the city lord, who usually seemed to have no brains, was also serious at this time, "but your behavior is really suspicious." β
"Even if I trust you again, I don't dare to gamble with the lives of the entire military camp or even the entire Belia City."
"What suspicious things have I done?" The staff leaned down and picked up the papers scattered all over the place, and asked casually, but his voice trembled a little.
The words of the city lord sounded a little inexplicable, but the staff knew about the previous Belial City Lord, so they naturally knew what the city lord wanted to express.
The city lord looked at him who was buried in his head, and asked almost word for word:
"Why do you want to let that unknown adventurer set up shop outside?"