Chapter 609 - A New Weapon
He touched his chest, nodded, and said, "Boss, you are so insightful, did you ...... before?" β
In the face of Cream's slightly skeptical gaze, the bar owner closed his eyes and continued to wipe his next glass, and said slowly: "I used to fail to run a bar in a big city, so I just felt it." β
Cream nodded, he got up from his seat, and said with a smile, "All in all, Little Spirits Boss, thank you so much." Whether you saved my life or chatted with me. I feel like I'm motivated again. I'll go back to the guild now......"
With that, the Assassin turned to leave. But at this time, the little liquor put the cup in his hand back into the cup holder and said slowly: "Wait a minute." β
Shouting to stop the cream, Little Liquor walked out from behind the bar, and at the same time took out an umbrella, shook the rain on it slightly, and said, "Come with me to a place." β
Cream was a little strange, but since the boss spoke, he had to follow.
The two walked out of the unicorn bar together and walked down the early morning street. It didn't take long for the two of them to walk to the door of a newly opened blacksmith shop.
Knocking on the door, Whiskey's sleepy-eyed face appeared in front of the two of them.
"Huh? Little Spirits Boss? The assassin of the Mermaid's Song? What did you guys do so early? β
The little liquor boss nodded slightly, walked into the blacksmith shop, and said, "There's something I'd like to ask you for." Cream, get out of your two weapons. β
Cream didn't quite understand, but she took out the natural double blade and placed it on the table in the blacksmith's shop.
The natural twin blades had now completely changed, and the short sword in his right hand had now shrunk to the size of a dagger. And the one held in the left hand is obviously too expensive, and now there is really only one spike left, and even the place for the grip is almost gone.
Looking at these two wooden weapons, the whiskey seemed a little incomprehensible. He looked at the two weapons, then at the cream, and said, "As for workmanship...... It's exquisite, indeed. But if it's carpentry, you should probably look for polyester to be more accurate, right? β
Little Liquor shook his head, reached out and grabbed the Pocket Arrow on Cream's left wrist, and said, "Mr. Whiskey, could you please attach this wooden spike to this machine?" Let it eject according to the movements of the hand. β
Whiskey walked over, looked at the Sleeve Arrow Machine on Cream's wrist, and after checking it up and down, he nodded and said, "This is no problem, there is already a monster machine in it, and there should be no problem if you install it." Give me a little time, but I'm sure it won't take much. β
Taking off the Sleeve Arrow, he took the whiskey and began to study it. The little liquor boss watched the blacksmith continue to operate here, and said slowly: "The weapon in the left hand is very degraded and cannot be held in the hand. Rather than insisting on it, it would be more appropriate to disguise it as a covert weapon. It can be made into a fist sword, or it can be made into a sharp weapon for sneak attacks and assassinations, depending on how you usually use it. β
The barkeeper then picked up another wooden dagger and, after weighing it in his hand for a moment, said slowly, "As for this active weapon, it's to tell you that you should remember yourself more closely as an assassin in the future." As an Assassin, you shouldn't always want to engage your enemies head-on. The shortness of the weapon also means that you have to keep this in mind at all times. β
As he handed the wooden dagger to Cream, the Assassin, who had so often allowed himself to appear on frontal combat, seemed to have finally thought of something. After thinking about it, he raised his hands very solemnly and took the natural short blade. After playing with it for a few moments, a wave of self-confidence finally began to creep in his heart, and he inserted the blade into the scabbard at his waist.
"Well, I'll go first. You can wait until the weapon is crafted and take it yourself. In addition, about the fee......"
The little spirits boss shouted very dashing to the whiskey insideβ
"The cost will be charged to the head of the mermaid's song, no problem."
Whiskey raised his hand and shook it, and said with a smile: "Of course it's okay!" This time, he directly entrusted me with a job without a counteroffer, and it was really cool to be able to earn such a sum of money from President Arrow! Ah, but don't worry, I'm not going to open my mouth, hahaha! β
In this regard, Cream can only smile awkwardly and stop talking.
As the sun rises, so does the whisky work.
Cream leaned against the door, listening to the constant sound of striking and grinding.
As time passed, he seemed to finally have a sense of relief. He had even decided to go back to the guild as soon as the weapon was built, and then have a good chat with the guild leader, and talk about his thoughts in the past few days......
No matter how bad the thoughts, how terrible the thoughts, including their own worries, their own sadness, their own despair...... Talk to the president about everything!
It doesn't matter if his words offend the president because of this, because he feels that he must believe in the president and everyone in the mermaid's song!
"What's going on out there? So noisy early in the morning? β
As he was thinking about it, Cream gradually heard the noise coming from the street outside.
It's a little strange that on this rainy day, it was so lively outside.
Whiskey, who was carefully drawing a charcoal pen on the iron sheet, said in a whisper, "Who knows, maybe it's your president who has started selling those flower goblin products." β
Thinking about it this way, Cream smiled, and didn't pay attention to the noise outside, and said, "Alas, speaking of our president, we can really do anything for money." Two days ago, I solicited business to do tourism, and I sat in the middleman to sell the products of the flower fairy. That look really wants to be a look that can't climb out of the eyes of losing money. β
Whiskey laughed and said, "Indeed, indeed! I have never seen anyone in my life who values money more than your president. Trying to make money from him is like killing him. But then again, throughout the ages, I guess you'll be able to come up with a way to make money by making the flower goblins get along with us humans. It's true! Your president is simply a natural businessman, and he doesn't even spare the money of the elves. β
Leaning against the wall, Whiskey couldn't help but laugh as he listened to the noise outside, and nodded slightly: "Alas, we'll be like that." Now we still have a Bloodline in our guild, and I'm really worried about whether our guild will be involved in any bloodline-related incidents in the future. β
Whiskey picked up the file and carefully rubbed one of the shrapnel pieces, and said as he worked, "What? Does your guild still have liaison work with the Bloodline? β
Cream spread out his hands and said helplessly, "In this world, is there such a terrible situation as breaking into the base camp of the blood clan with the size of a small guild?" But our president seems to believe in the Bloodline's feelings. Well, while I don't hate cheese either, I don't think the other Bloodlines will be as hostile to humans as our guild's. I'm really worried that one day in the future, if our guild takes on some strange mission, and as a result, we have to meet those blood clan elders, that scene shouldn't be too beautiful! β
Speaking of this, Cream raised a finger and said with a smile, "But do you know what I'm more worried about than this scene?" β
Whiskey looked back: "What are you worried about?" β
Cream shrugged, "I'm more worried that our president will come up with some strange theories again, and as a result, the bloods who have been keeping their distance from us humans for a long time will also start to want to do business with us humans." Can you imagine that one day, a horde of Bloods will be like the flower elves that are now walking around our Pelican Town anytime and anywhere? β
Whiskey raised his head, closed his eyes and imagined it for a moment, then immediately shuddered, and said with an embarrassed smile: "In that case, our Pelican Town is really going to become a town that never sleeps...... So many bloods...... Ha ha...... Terrible...... It's really horrible. β
Cream tilted his head: "Isn't it?" I just hope that we will try to stay calm for the sake of money. Money can be made again, but if something goes wrong, then no amount of money will help. β
After some trimming, the whisky is finally ready. After screwing a few screws, the blacksmith nodded, seemingly very satisfied with the weapon in his hand, and turned to Cream with a smile: "Alright! Try! If I don't think it's appropriate, I'll adjust it again. β
Taking the weapon, Cream clasped it on his left wrist. Whiskey is the first to turn its head and dispose of the scattered tools. But just as the blacksmith turned his head to look after tidying up, he suddenly shouted in shock: "No! You're pretending to be the opposite! β
Cream was stunned for a moment, looked at the buckle on his wrist, and said, "Reverse?" Where is it reversed? β
Whiskey sighed and walked over and said, "Isn't your Hidden Arrow capable of firing flying arrows?" Before, you fired the arrow from the back of your hand, but now because of the position adjustment, I changed it to shoot it from the palm side. So that wooden spike should have been shot out as a sword on the back of the hand! β
The blacksmith approached and tried to readjust the buckle of the cream: "But now you are dressed upside down, and the spike is on the palm of your hand." In this case, there is a high chance that the spikes will hurt your fingers once they pop out...... Ah, don't move! Alas, I really should have helped you tune into fool install mode so you wouldn't be reversible. β