"Goodbye! Pig heads. ”

"Come to the royal capital and I'll entertain you, Rabbit Eyes!"

……

Why are people in this world so keen to give nicknames to others? I'm really confused, isn't it? Lizard head.

Next to the brig was a small boat, where everyone gathered to bid farewell to those who were leaving. Strangely, both large and small passengers have people with pillowcases on their heads and only two eyes exposed.

After a few people were seated, the boat slowly rowed towards the land. At this time, a passenger with a pillowcase on the ship suddenly waved his hand at Shen Yanye, "Goodbye, captain." ”

"Oh?" Shen Yan didn't seem to expect that someone would say goodbye to him, and after being stunned for a moment, he waved his hand casually, "Goodbye, don't forget the plastic surgery money you owe." ”

"Yes, send it to the Theater of Dahera, I remember." The person wearing the pillowcase nodded.

"Paid plastic surgery", this is a new subject that Shen Yan opened on the ship - small side effects, micro-trauma, and the result is not guaranteed to be handsome, but it is guaranteed that others will not recognize it. One-third of the spies on the ship underwent surgery and turned into hooded men, which made Shen Yan feel that this line of work was vast and promising!

The people on the boat were crowded around the side of the boat, and when they saw the people being sent to land and watched the boat turn back, they all breathed a sigh of relief and put their hearts back in their stomachs. They were so frightened by Shen Yan's previous killing decisiveness - so much so that when Shen Yan proposed to send those spies who weren't Stormwind City ashore first, it almost caused a riot!

Riot your sister, it's ashore, not heaven!

Shen Yan said that I am innocent, and I still need you to help me vigorously spread the news of the Sword of Kings, even if you all wear red hats, I will turn a blind eye. Go ashore early, I'm all for your own good - those undercover agents from the Three Northern Kingdoms, do you really think you still have a way to survive when the ship arrives in Stormwind?

It was only after talking about it that he persuaded the group of people to go ashore, Shen Yan said that he was so tired that he would not love anymore.

The rest of the spies had a much better impression of him. Speaking of which, even a bad guy doesn't want to be friends with another bad guy. Shen Yan killed the elves of the Moon Temple first, and then killed seven or eight pirates in a row without mercy, which inevitably made people think of him as the kind of person who loves to kill.

Now that he's just acting like a normal person, everyone is saying that you're so kind that you're glowing white!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Yan chatted with a few people in private, and the central meaning was only one - "Do you want to change jobs and do it with me?" ”。

Unlike those undercover agents with official backgrounds, these spies from private forces, once their identities are exposed, there will only be one option left, "being killed...... Because some people obviously have strong ambitions for the Sword of Kings, but they never want to be known.

The charm is high, the negotiation is high, and there is the spirit of a domineering man who shoots blindly. Shen Yan didn't have to make too much effort to raid the spies sent by several big businessmen in Stormwind City. Who says businessmen don't have ambitions? The ambitions of businessmen are great these days! A meteorite smashed down in Stormwind City can kill a thousand Otherworldly Lü Buwei.

The way back was a bit boring, and Shen Yan experimented only to find that the "Temple Return to the City" was also flawed - he could only leave and return to the same place. If he returns to the city on the ship and the ship leaves, he will return and fall overboard...... Don't ask him how he knows.

Now he finally has a lot of time to meditate, close contact with the magic pool, and at the same time, he holds the hexahedron in the spiritual world every day. The hard work paid off, and in more than ten days, he finally completed the first stroke.

The night was low and the sea breeze was whining.

As the sailboat skirted the headland, the mountains that had always blocked the view turned into an endless sea.

In the distant sky, a little orange fire will not be extinguished.

In the distance, there seemed to be a large black shadow, connected to the cliffs behind.

"Captain, Stormhaven is right ahead."

*****

Stormwind, the Lord's Mansion.

Thurvariet, Lord of Stormwind, Captain of the Tides at level 12 / Priest of the Goddess of the Sea at level 4.

Tall, dignified, and not angry. Although he has gray sideburns and rough skin, it is a trace of years of life at sea. In fact, he was only in his forties, and he was the youngest and most energetic.

At this age, not only has he become the leader of the fourth largest force on the peninsula, but he also has the strength of level 16 at the pinnacle of this world, which can be said to be a true pride of the sky. Rumor has it that he was the deity and lover of the goddess of the sea...... If true, he could even rule Stormwind for a few more hundred years.

With strength, plenty of time, and charisma, it's no wonder that anyone who has seen Shovariet thinks he's the king with the best hope of unifying the peninsula.

Now this king is reading the report while listening to the information brought back by the spies - as soon as he got off Shen Yan's ship, the four people who were "invited" into the city lord's mansion looked at each other and scolded in their hearts - the four of us who went to Nima felt that the four of us were in a group!

Although he was distracted, he actually listened very carefully, asking questions about the details until he figured them out. When they heard Shen Yan let those undercover agents leave, several nervous people saw the city lord's gaze take away from the report for the first time, and showed a thoughtful smile.

Obviously, he saw it. From beginning to end, what Shen Yan did was for two words - "publicity"!

The propaganda is to increase the value of the sword, but not to increase it by bidding. Shen Yan sent people from several countries back to spread the news, not for them to notify the boss behind the scenes to organize an auction with money - then the sword would be smashed.

Even if it's a real sword of kings, it will turn into a joke.

Shen Yan's approach was the opposite, he took the initiative to come to Stormwind City to clearly say that he wanted to sell his sword to Xiu Warier. Of course, this sale was not an open sale, but he would somehow put the sword in the hands of the lord of Thuwarier in front of everyone - what he was doing now was to increase the popularity of the sword as much as possible, and when the time came, Thuwarier would have to exchange it for an equivalent amount of money.

Don't look at the fact that the ship is now parked in the harbor, and Xiuvarier would rather buy it with half a treasure trove than rob it - because as long as he touches his hands in the whole process, the matter becomes a conspiracy, and the sword of the king begins to depreciate - until the king is identified, everyone will quietly defend the interests that the sword represents.

"It's hard work, go down." After hearing the information, Shovarier continued to work as if the thing didn't exist. It wasn't until late at night that another man crept into the room and stood next to Shovariet.

"How?" He asked without looking up.

"Looking at the style of the sword, it is indeed very similar to the system of the Imperial 4470, only there are some differences in details, and all aspects are in line with the habits of the time. Beneath the surface of the sword, there are a large number of magical inscriptions, which are supposed to be worn out or have lost their activation method. In addition, the sword itself is surprisingly sharp...... There's no magic, but it's sharp. "He said it sharp twice in a row, and he was obviously very impressed.

"4470 years, almost eight hundred years ago? Is there really a sword of kings? Tauvariet tapped his forehead lightly and suddenly asked, "Have you pulled it out?" ”

“…… Yes," Ann said the shadow man embarrassedly, "the sword looks like it grows on a table, and I don't see any way to do it." The table was sawed with a saw, but the saw broke inexplicably, and everyone didn't dare to use any other method. ”

"Who else has tried?" The city lord asked casually.

"Everyone but the butler." Shadow said in a proper manner.

"Hmm." Shovarier returned his attention to the papers.

So is there a problem with the person who pulls it out, or is it a problem with the person who doesn't? Shadow looked at the side of the city lord in awe, and when he didn't want to speak, no one knew what he was thinking.

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PS: I want to purchase New Year's goods, and the time of the next chapter is uncertain.