Chapter 3: Becoming the Successor to the Temple of GlorySection 4
"Did I really exaggerate as much as you said?"
Claude and his group walked side by side, and Lucian shook his head in disbelief when he heard Claude's description of what had just happened.
"I'm just curious about what kind of weapons elves make. I've never seen an elf craft before!" Lucian added.
"Ever heard that Xinqi killed the cat?" Claude said with a slight tease, reasserting his sword.
Alan followed the two children without saying a word, and he didn't listen to a word of the children's words, and at the moment he couldn't control his thoughts, and his heart was full of questions such as "It's going to be okay." The Starlight Sword was as mysterious as Evelyn, and in retrospect, Eren didn't think he knew the female elf very well. One might even say that nothing is known.
Moreover, Irelia, as the guardian of the blade, has a very good attitude towards Claude. Perhaps Claude had his own unknown powers and something else different.
"Hey, forget it, can I figure these things out?"
Alan slapped his head and forcibly put aside the doubts in his heart. For an ordinary Lonellan, these questions are indeed too untraceable.
"So according to you, I take this sword as you say, and you can carry it beautifully, and still count my ugliness? Hey, do you mean that you are better than me?" Lucian pouted, expressing his displeasure at Claude.
"Yes, I'm better than you!" Claude smirked as he clasped his hands to his chest.
Lucian was angry and was about to reach out and pat Claude beside him, when an adult man appeared in front of him and blocked their way.
"Hey, kids. ”
The man leaned down kindly.
"Is that you?"
Alan was surprised. This gorgeously dressed middle-aged Lonellan man looked at him with a smile on his face at the moment. He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a few strands of white were faintly visible in his black hair. The day before, it was from him that Alan had bought the potion to intoxicate Evelyn.
"Hi young man, we meet again. The man waved his hand.
"I remember you ...... That wandering merchant, Mr. Trech!"
"Yes, hello. Teresy nodded politely, "How's the effect of the things you bought from me?"
"You know?" said Claude.
"Hmm...... Sort of. Alan pouted slightly embarrassed, "That's where he bought the potion." But, Mr. Terech, why are you here?"
Tresh smiled, but instead of answering Allen's question, his gaze shifted to Claude's body.
"I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing on the road. Child, your sword is very precious. Treesy stroked his chin, as if looking at the sword.
Claude was pleasantly surprised, "Really?"
"yes. The Elder Elves were crafted with the power of starlight, and then carved into the magic with the power of the Elder Mages...... It's a treasure. Now, it's infused with even more mysterious powers...... Oh my friend, only a handful of people can drive it to its true power......"
Treesy spoke eloquently, glancing at Claude from time to time between his words. It made the kid excited, as if he was the one who was different.
"Of course, if you don't have enough power, the mysterious power on this sword will turn against you. Teresy added, "You have carried it without any influence, so you must have the ability to embody it in a way that is completely incompatible with this small body, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Alan and Lucian were stunned. What happened to Lucian was not witnessed but felt like it was there, and Allen felt that his knowledge was too limited after a moment of surprise. After all, Queen's City is not the same as the whole world, and many things he has not seen are ordinary in the eyes of others.
Lucian was dissatisfied with Trech's words but could not refute them, after all, although he did not know what had happened before, he had also received some answers from Claude and Allen.
"How do you know this, Mr. Terech?" Alan pouted, but the confusion in his heart could not be answered, and finally asked.
Teress stood up, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "I've been to all kinds of places, and I've met a lot of friends of different races. Of course, among them, there are also some elf friends. In elven settlements, such objects are also rare. So I saw a lot, and some good things naturally mastered some tasting skills. ”
Hearing this, Lucian subconsciously took the blade he was holding behind him, and his gaze wandered aimlessly. Seeing this, Tereshi added, "Oh, of course I'm not saying that the dwarves are bad at crafting. There are many races in this world, and the dwarves are the best at forging. So, my friend, there's no need to be shy. I'm willing to help you appreciate it, if you will. ”
Teresy smiled and held out his right hand in front of Lucian. The child frowned slightly, and after a moment of thought, hesitated to hand the sword in his hand to the mysterious traveler.
Lucian's sword was no bigger than Starlight, it was a short sword, only a little longer than an adult Lonellan's forearm, and it looked a little "mini" in Trech's hands. However, the rugged sword is extremely sharp, shining with the light of metalwork.
"It is worthy of the craftsmanship of dwarven craftsmen, and the sharpness of tempering is still so dazzling. Tresh stroked the blade of the short sword in his hand and praised it again and again, "It's not a god, but it's a very good blade." ”
Tresh smiled and returned the dagger to Lucian, adding, "In a year or two, you'll need a weapon of greater size, young Digan." But now, it's for you. ”
This lightened Lucian's face a lot, but Alan clearly realized that Trecy was just comforting Lucian. The man was just casually looking at the ordinary blade when he was "appreciating" it, and what he said could only be regarded as pertinent words, perhaps just for the sake of the child, or to cover up something.
"Time is running out, you haven't signed up yet. Go for it. Alan patted the two children on the shoulder.
The two of them had just woken up from a dream and trotted towards the registration point near the Temple of Glory, which was not far away. Alan stopped where he was, looking at the man in front of him.
"With all due respect, Mr. Terech, your experience is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. Alan said.
Realizing the seriousness of Alan's words, Trecy waved his hand casually, "Ah...... I've won prizes and awards, I've just walked a lot of places, young man. ”
"You know the sword, Starlight. Alan continued.
"A beautiful sword. Treesy was noncommittal.
"Looks like you know her?" Alan frowned, the answer was important to him.
"Huh?" Trech's smile was hard to read.
Alan was speechless, and it was clear that he was not very good at socializing with such people. The not-so-young Lonellan asked a light rhetorical question that was enough to tell him the answer to the question, but the expression was like a "what do I know?"
"That bottle of potion will hurt her?"
"Then I really can't tell you. Drink pleasantly, binge drinking hurts the body. Young man, you ask me to buy it, and then you pour it on her. I'm just a small supplier, and from the beginning to the end, do I know who you're feeding?"
"You ......"
"Rest easy, young man. Let's go, it's time for us to find a suitable spot. Don't you pay attention to that kid's performance? I'm curious. ”
With his hands behind his back, Trecy nodded to Eren and walked straight to the Temple of Glory Square, leaving Eren standing there bewildered.
"Who is Tereshi?"
This question haunted Allen's mind. He was worried about Evelyn's current state, but he couldn't leave Claude here, so he had to follow Tresh's footsteps.