Chapter 271: Draw the sword
The old man was hunched over, and the old spots on his face stood out against his somewhat snow-white skin.
He looked at the young man opposite who was staring at his pure black eyes, and his brain couldn't turn for a while.
Ah, I wasn't so bold when I was younger.
I have to say that these pure black eyes do have a certain deterrent effect on people to some extent.
At this time, the other mages who had the ability to cross the mountain peaks also basically rushed to this platform, a total of three, most of these guys had a similar aura in Lynch's eyes, but they were all old men, an old lady and two old men, very old, one trembling and towering, looking old.
The staff in the hand is their deterrent.
"Hmm......" The old man who arrived at the platform first looked at the young man with electric sparks shining in his hands, felt two beams of eyes from behind, and lowered his head slightly: "I'm just curious about how this weapon appeared from mid-air, if this is indeed your thing, then please put it away quickly, before our lord comes here and vents her anger." β
Lynch nodded, squeezed the palm of his flickering electric hand, extinguished the current from his hand, and withdrew the other hand that had been caressing Lily's head and comforting her.
The crying little girl who understood what Lynch meant came out of Lynch's arms and barely stopped her tears, but there were still some tear stains in the corners of her eyes, and her slightly scattered hair that was patted by Lynch looked a little fluffy, and her body sobbed from time to time because of the crying just now - all in all, Lily now looks a little embarrassed and pitiful.
Lynch didn't understand why Lily knew about her father's death from the moment she saw the greatsword, but he still knew why the greatsword was hereβthe ability to die but not disappear, perhaps an alternative watchman, only for his daughter's obsession, the ability to preserve in order to protect her.
Lynch looked at the three silent mages who were watching the play on the other side of the stone platform, most of their attention was on the huge, door-like sword, and the other guys were also watching Lynch.
"Go ahead," he whispered to Lily, who was trying to restrain herself from twitching, "go and get your father's stuff back, he should have given it to you." β
In fact, Lynch hesitated for a moment when this sentence was spoken, compared to the size of this big sword, Lily's thin figure was barely half of it, and even if this big sword was stuck in the ground, Lily needed to tiptoe to barely grasp the hilt of the sword - her small hands couldn't hold the hilt at all.
The thin body, the huge and rugged sword like the door panel, this visual impact is quite beautiful.
Lily wiped the embarrassed marks on her face, took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and withstood the gazes of the other five people on the platform, silently turned around and walked towards the big sword in front of her, standing on tiptoe and holding the hilt of the sword with both hands.
The blade of the sword made a crisp sound, and the crack on it began to expand and extend the moment Lily held the hilt, and finally shattered with a "boom".
The wreckage of the shattered greatsword was scattered on the ground, piled at the little girl's feet.
The long sword, which was originally as huge as the door panel, turned into a broken sword, and only a small part of the sword body remained, but it was just right for Lily's body, only the hilt was still a little difficult to grasp.
Lily held the wreckage of the greatsword in her hand and looked at Lynch wampedly, not knowing what she was going to do next.
Lynch looked at the three old men opposite.
Except for the old man who was a little mobile at the beginning, the other two didn't make any movement from beginning to end, just came here, and then stood quietly, regardless of the continued maintenance and operation of this platform, just here to watch the little girl draw her sword.
"And ......," Lynch had to speak, to the three people opposite, who were obviously not low in the city, "and now ...... here"
"Is it over?" said one of the old men, looking at the remains of the greatsword that were gradually beginning to disappear at the little girl's feet, "you may have to make amends for the damage caused here, outsider. β
Lynch looked at the clothes he hadn't changed in a long time, which was obviously very different from the one here, and he thought that the other party must be saying that he was a remnant from the flames. Outsiders of Thras.
"How?" Lynch asked, beckoning the little girl who was holding the remains of the greatsword and returning to her with her head bowed, "We don't have any money. β
"Wait a little longer," said one of the old men who appeared first, his eyes still fixed on the dagger-like wreckage in Lily's hand, "if Master Kate doesn't arrive, we'll take over the follow-up here - can I see the weapon in your hand?"
"Huh, is it me?" replied Lily nervously.
The old man grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth and a smile: "Don't worry, I just want to see." β
Lily looked back at Lynch and asked for his opinion.
"You decide. Lynch said that the little girl's always relying on others is not a good thing for herself.
The little girl hesitated, lowered her head, walked over to the old man, and handed him the wreckage in her hand.
"Thank you," the old man smiled and took the item from Lily's hand, then winked at the little girl, "You are very much like my great-granddaughter." β
The cramped little girl didn't know how to answer. His mood itself is not very good now.
"Thank you...... Thank you. β
Then the old man said to Lynch, "If you have to pay compensation, I will bear a part of it for you." β
"Then you're so kind, Valo," a female voice suddenly appeared, accompanied by a light that appeared in the clearing of the platform, and a faintly open door was faintly visible, and a gorgeous woman with heavy makeup stepped out of it, "I haven't decided whether they need to pay compensation or not." β
The woman who came out of the light gate was not tall, about the same as Lily, but the three old men all lowered their heads the moment she appeared, and bent down their waists, which looked a little rickety: "Lord Kate." β
This woman named Kate is the lord here. Lynch looked at the woman's back, vaguely familiar, he should have seen it in the previous meeting.
"Hmm," the woman turned, looked at Lynch, and looked him up and down, "You're Lynch? β
Lynch noticed that the onlookers on the surrounding peaks had almost dispersed, no longer paying attention to this side.
"I am," Lynch bowed as well, "I'm so sorry for the trouble I've caused, I'll try to find a way to pay for it-"
"Yo Yo Yo Isn't this our Venerable Sunstrider Lord!" Apparently the lord didn't take Lynch's words to heart, she looked directly at Perisius beside Lynch, and then as if she had found some treasure, she beckoned, and let an invisible force drag the little fart who was still in a state of confusion to her side, and then crouched down and looked at the little fart who was floating in the air waving his limbs and screaming: "Why is it so cute now?"
She waved her hand again to stop Perisius from struggling, then reached out and began to pinch his tender face: "Remember me?
Lynch didn't care about Perlicius at this time, and in his senses, a familiar aura was rapidly approaching here, and it was clearly locked on him. He wasn't sure what the man was trying to do.