When I saw Fat Robin's sign, I not only remembered the absurdity of meeting Fat Robin, but also the scene of his daydreaming and nonsense seemed to be close at hand. However, things are always in a hurry, and in a flash it is March, and the blacksmith shop is still the same tattered blacksmith shop, and I am afraid that the only thing that has changed is my cowardly heart, right? I have never doubted that I am a bold person

People, since I stepped into this troubled world, I have been walking on the edge of the blade, once this road is set on, there is no turning back. Three months ago, I was a little mercenary who struggled with one or two halves every day, and now, I have not only my own team, but also become very strong, so what do I have?

I lifted the ragged leather curtain of Fat Robin's shop and strode inside, only to find that there was not a single place to stand inside—there were scrap metal weapons scattered everywhere, and although I knew the man's temperament, it was a bit too much to waste. There was a sonorous sound of metal chisels in the room, and I was aroused with curiosity, and I didn't care about any etiquette at the moment, and went straight in.

Stepping into the room, I found that there was still a blacksmith shop, but it was a small garden full of green shadows and full of interest, with gorgeous rockeries and chic green willows. In the middle of the garden, however, a simple hut made of planks and iron posts was erected, which at once destroyed the elaborate garden landscape.

Don't think about it, the sharp voice that came from Dangdang seemed to be screaming majestically where Fat Robin was. When I looked, yo, it was him. I saw that he was naked, wearing only a pair of belt pants that were often worn by butchers, a white towel to wipe sweat around his neck, his muscular back was sweaty, and he was shaking a hammer with the thickness of his forearm in his hand. The red-hot mold on the iron plate was chiseled and refined over and over again, and it seemed that a divine weapon could be created soon. However, he suddenly struck, dropped the hammer, cursed rudely, and threw the towel to the ground. I was also panting and lying on the bamboo chair, maybe I suddenly noticed me, the fat Robin, who was originally paralyzed on the bamboo chair, suddenly had a tense muscle, jumped up from the chair at once, and casually pulled out a steel sword from the pile of scrapped rags, and scolded vigilantly: "That deflated calf, hurry up and get out of here!"

I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and I ran out of the shadow of the moonlight at once. Fat Robin saw that it was me, and after a moment of surprise, he dropped the bronze sword and returned to the chair with a curse. "Why are you stinky boy here, what's the matter, just get out of here if it's okay, Lao Tzu is in a bad mood!"

I laughed wryly, and then said, "It's nothing, I'm just passing by to see you." “

"You've got that spare time here to give me a, so hurry up and find my fire crystal, I'm precious to it. Fat Robin snorted dissatisfied. I immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, definitely!"

"Ahh........h I quickly rummaged through my body, and it took me a while to finally find the fist-sized ruby from my body. "Look at it, it's not this. "I handed the big gem over.

When Fat Robin heard this, his whole body trembled, and he immediately stepped forward to take a look. "Oh oh oh!@!!#¥!¥ That's it! The sky is open! I'm looking for it!" Fat Robin suddenly spoke incoherently excitedly, snatched the big gem away, and bowed to the ground while knocking on the sky, with tears in his eyes, and old tears.

"Okay, okay, with this, I can build a top-level divine soldier!Roar roar!" Fat Robin lay on the mud floor, rolling and laughing. "Then I, can I go. "I have a big drop of sweat hanging on my head, but it's just a gem, as for making people happy and crazy? But my big gem, which originally sold for tens of thousands of dinars, was lost, but there was no way, who let himself agree to others.

"Wait, don't go yet!" Fat Robin suddenly grabbed my left foot as I was about to walk out the door. He suddenly sat up solemnly, coughed, and said very seriously: "Since you helped me find the fire crystal, my fat Robin is not a person who does not keep his promise and takes advantage of it for nothing, so let's do it, this is the key to my warehouse, you can pick one at will, everywhere is my proud work, much better than the waste displayed outside, hehe, of course, these will not be better than the magic weapon I will use this fire crystal to build!"

"Yo yo yo, my heart, I finally found you, you know, I haven't thought about you these days, and I'm not even in the mood to create a new work........." Fat Robin's voice drifted away from behind me, and I didn't care how precious his fire crystal was. For a mercenary, a good weapon is more important than anything else!

With the sound of a bunch of keys, all of Fat Robin's belongings are in full view. The one-handed sword piled up in the corner, the battle axe taller than a man, the shining mounted spear, the tough war bow...... However, I just looked at them contemptuously and ignored them. For me, the most important thing is to find a rare weapon that no one else has ever seen, and it may be able to play an unexpected role on the battlefield in the future.

I was picking and choosing there, and Fat Robin walked in slowly: "Boy, have you chosen? My weapons here are of high quality, and there is no falsehood, buy one get one free maintenance for life...... Ah wrong, there is no such service. Hey, what do you mean by picking and choosing, don't you like my baby here?"

I didn't reply: "Blacksmith, do you have any strange weapons here?"

When Fat Robin heard this, the mood that had just calmed down became excited again: "Yes, yes, yes! I finally found someone who knows the goods today! You come with me!"

I followed him around and around until I finally came to a corner of the storeroom. Fat Robin stepped forward and ripped off the cotton cloth he had used to decorate, revealing a hole in the wall in which a beautifully carved chest was placed. Fat Robin took the key from my hand with a trembling hand and slowly opened it.

I felt a flash of green in front of me. It wasn't until the light faded that I could see that it was a crossbow.

No, it's not just a crossbow, it's got a lot of weird designs on it that I haven't seen before, with a cold green glow, which is breathtaking.

Fat Robin didn't wait for me to ask a question before he said, "This is the Charge Repeater, and I've spent more than half a year proudly doing it." Ordinary crossbows have to stop and reload every time they are fired, but this crossbow is different, due to the special magazine design, it only needs to be reloaded once every five rounds, which greatly increases the speed of the crossbow. I've experimented with dozens of more materials to make sure the crossbow's range and power are fine, you see," he said, picking up the repeater, carefully reloading, and aiming at a strong-looking shield. Listening to five consecutive thumping sounds, the unfired crossbow bolts accurately pierced through the shield without exception, and the pointed tip stabbed out a large section from the back.

I smacked my tongue again and again.

Fat Robin continued: "Ordinary crossbows are made of part wood, but this one is different, it is a real metal repeater. In order to make it more flexible, I deliberately hollowed out everything that could be hollowed out. How's it going, isn't it lightweight and beautiful?"

I have to admit that Fat Robin is right, it is indeed very light in the hand, and it can bring a lot of damage to the enemy.

Fat Robin's voice was a little reluctant: "Since you helped me find the fire crystal, then I will give it to you, I hope it can play a greater role in your hands." ”

I was a little pleased to take the repeater, admiring the intricate patterns on it.

Although I don't have tens of thousands of dinars, I am also satisfied to get this rare weapon.

I left the shop and looked out at the dim sky, and a sense of foreboding suddenly hit me.

I hadn't felt this way for a long time, a hopeless helplessness, loneliness, no one seemed to be with me, everyone was moving away from me, leaving me wandering like a lone wolf.

When was the last time this feeling was made? The first expedition with Rogge seemed like this, so when did this feeling start to haunt me?

Suddenly, a series of blurry images flashed through my mind: burning houses, running figures, cries of villagers, and some glittering black objects.

What are those black objects? When will I have this memory? I thought desperately, like fishing for a needle in the middle of the ocean, but in the end it was in vain.

All of a sudden, I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream as hard as I could, I wanted to run like crazy – because of Dhyana.

Zenda. I looked around blankly, but all I could see was the bare walls, the hawkers who kept shouting, the brightly lit taverns, the crowded arenas, the packed training grounds, the Kay instructors, the fat Robins, the sheriff Harrick, and the Shaw......

Why? Why do I feel like crying? Why do I cry? I looked at the clear liquid on my fingertips in amazement, a little overwhelmed.

The smell of rice wafting from the windows of every house, the lights at the end of the street, the tall castles, the heavily armed guards, the stretching residents, the mottled and blurred bluestone slabs......

I suddenly felt ridiculous, as if a child who had tried his best to prove himself had been beaten back to his original form with a stick, as if I had woken up from the tavern and looked around and no one cared about me.

Why?!

I subconsciously clenched the medal on my chest and repeatedly admonished myself: "Resarit, you are now a top-level mercenary, no matter where you go, you are a respectable person!"

A respectable person...... I've heard this phrase somewhere, but I can't remember it, and it seems to have something to do with the vague memories in my head.

What did I do before, why do I so desperately forget it that I can't remember it now?

Well, I thought viciously, whatever my past was, now I'm going to run to my future! At dawn, I met Rogge, a freelancer, at the gates of Zenda. Just like the first time I saw him, he was still wearing the same military uniform, but the difference was that there was a little more friendliness and praise in his eyes.

I hung the charge repeater by my horse so that I could have it at my fingertips. Six men, Tea, Wiggins, Manid, Yoda, Jager, and Ryan, followed me, and behind them were my old team, and a hundred or so horsemen newly drawn from the ranks of the bounty hunters. With this, I felt that my strength had grown a lot, and I even fantasized about beating Nabar to see if he dared to come back to the east bank of the Youhe.

Seeing me come with my family in tow (he must have thought so, once he jokingly called me the head of the family), a faint smile appeared on Rogge's face. But it was clearly pretended, because he gave me a bear hug next, and the cold armor made me extremely uncomfortable, and sadly he wouldn't let go no matter how hard I tried. I shouted in my heart, Freelancer Rogge, I remember you!

He laughed and slapped me on the shoulder: "Brother, you're finally here!

I gave him a blank look: "Who is a brother with you!"

Rogge was not discouraged at all, and still said with a dead face: "Why are they not brothers? They all lick the blood on the knife edge and harvest the heads together, are they not brothers? This is a friend of life and death! You forgot me! And that good young man, Karadus, didn't you bring him?"

I gave him another blank look: "That kid Karadus, he's not in my hands! Since that time he went out with you, Instructor Kai has been so distressed that he has never let him out. “

Rogge sighed with some regret: "Alas, Kai that old man is also true, warriors are always bathed in blood, what's the use of only defeating others in the arena?"

I shouted angrily in my heart, how do I know! I'm not Instructor Kai! Who knows what he thinks, so precious combat power won't be released!

Rogge sighed again: "Oh, it's been so long since the last time we fought side by side together, I didn't expect you to grow faster than I imagined, it's really terrifying." It seems that it won't be long before your name will be in the Chanda army. ”

I snorted coldly: "Who wants to participate in your Zenda? I just want to help you in the face of Count Araciss, otherwise I won't come, do you think I'm stupid to fight the Pirate King?

Rogge smiled disapprovingly: "Pirate King Nabal, is he, dare to fight against our Zeda, fight against the Freelancers, is he the one who is tired! Do you think I, the Freelancer Rogge, have a false name? Okay, I'll show you my real ability today!"

I glanced at him.

For the first time, Rogge, who was aroused by me, became serious, and he organized 2,000 people and sent dozens of scouts to conduct a comprehensive search and investigation in the area of Sakoth and Kwyn, so as to keep abreast of the enemy's movements. Not worried, less than half an hour after the first batch left, he sent a second batch, this time the search was wider and more people were sent. He himself walked at the front of the line, carefully leading his troops in the direction of Kwen. Along the way, scouts continued to report back, and the results of the reconnaissance showed that not only in the vicinity of Chanda, but also in Sagoth, there was not even a shadow of pirates. However, along the way, there were many caravans from all over the world, and when they heard that our Zen people had come to suppress the bandits, they all showed twelve points of welcome, this one invited us to eat some pork, and the other stuffed us with a little souvenir, until Manid's suitcase was stuffed to the brim, which made him miserable. One of them took my hand with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "I have heard of your name for a long time, and it is better to see it than to hear it! Mr. Resarit, you are the one who has recently become famous, right? I am the leader of a caravan from Rhodok, and I have long admired my name! You will have to take care of my business in the future! I can count on you to protect my caravan!" said as he threw Cedinar into my palm, which made me embarrassed and had to accept it.