Richard also followed the prestige, and sure enough, he noticed another man pacing over on the east side.

It was a tall, thin middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a sparse stubble on his chin, high cheekbones, a hooked nose, and piercing blue eyes.

This man was also dressed as a sword envoy, wearing light armor made of leather, but his body was unremarkable, just leather made of cooked cowhide. Like this light armor, the man's clothes are also not bright, and the brown trousers on his lower body are a little worn. Because of the "magic sword" muttered by the two people beside him, Richard deliberately searched for it and found that this person's sword was actually wrapped around his waist like a belt.

The scabbard of this sword is a special brown leather, which resembles both crocodile and monitor lizard skin. Richard knew that its exact identity was the Earthly Dragonskin, which was quite valuable.

The Dixingsaurus is a very well-known semi-dragon species, with numerous branches depending on the region. In general, it is a dragon that does not have dragon wings, and its neck and tail are shortened and thickened, with a head similar to that of a Tyrannosaurus rex, and often a spiral-shaped dragon horn in the shape of an antelope on the back of the head.

An earth-walking dragon can be about ten meters long and weigh about three tons, making it a burly beast.

Although the blood relationship with the dragon is thin, the earthwalking dragon also stands firmly at the top of the food chain, and is an extremely terrifying wasteland hunter.

The most valuable thing about the Earth Walking Dragon is the invulnerable scales, which are the top materials for making leather armor, and its defensive power is not even inferior to that of pure steel plate armor three or four centimeters thick.

Using the earth's dragon skin as a scabbard, this sword should be the same magic sword.

Richard saw the sword that was wrapped around his waist, and the hilt was shining gold, presumably carved from a whole piece of gold, with a hideous dragon head carved on it, and the part of the calyx was the mouth of the dragon, and even the dragon's eyes were decorated with beautiful opals. Although the dragon's shape had been artistically distorted, Richard felt familiar.

Richard turned his head and glanced at Amos, who was sticking his neck into the plate.

But seeing that this thing did not have the majesty of a real dragon at all, he was a scoundrel and a thief, trying to take away a string of bubbling oily and fragrant red sausages.

Richard was stunned.

Then he took advantage of his unpreparedness and slapped the thief dragon on the head.

"Mr. Magician, you seem to have a crush on my sword, and seem to be interested in it. Ellis and Tariq, who were on Banjie's side, laughed in return, and walked over to him, reaching out and drawing the sword around his waist.

The way he drew his sword was graceful.

The moment the long sword was unsheathed, it let out a clear sound of "Zheng", which was refreshing.

Richard saw that his sword was indeed strangely shaped, and the blade was as black as obsidian, and it was actually one scale connected to another.

The shape of these scales is similar to dragon scales, the size is very uniform, they are about the size of a tea bowl, their edges are very sharp, and the cold light emitted is chilling.

The golden hilt like a dragon's head, coupled with this weird dragon scale blade, this sword is already worthy of the title of "magic sword" with this appearance.

It's magical, indeed. Richard thought stunned.

The moment Benjamin drew his sword, there was a sigh from the entire White Horse Inn.

The eyes of the crowd were all staring at his strange long sword, as if they were staring at some rare treasure.

On Richard's left side, the lone wolf standing with Dragonborn Tariq was full of greed and eagerness as a wolf staring at a fat sheep. That look, that posture, it's like a pervert who hasn't touched a woman for more than ten years, and suddenly came to the land of fireworks.

"Thanks to everyone's love, they gave me the title of magic sword. Benjamin said slowly.

This thin middle-aged man, although his appearance is not good, but his whole temperament is like a rare sword, and he is already extraordinary on weekdays, not to mention his edge when he is really unsheathed.

"To be honest, I'm not a good person. The fame of this is all due to the sword in my hand. Its name is Night, and it is made of thirty-seven scales of the Abyss Demon Dragon. The person who forged it was Master Cauchy, the elven wizard, and it had been passed down from my teacher to me for a full five generations. ”

With a faint smile on his face, Benjamin spoke unhurriedly.

The crowd around them, even those who knew the history of this strange sword, were fascinated by it.

Richard was amazed at him.

Just this indifferent temperament is like water, and the forced force that is pretended to be is very extraordinary.

Amos, who had just been stopped by Richard and had another rib in his mouth at this moment, sneezed disdainfully, and two orange-red flames as thin as bamboo chopsticks came out of its nostrils.

Your Uncle Long, I molt scales every hundred years, and every time I can shed hundreds of thousands of scales, this thing is not uncommon for me at all. As a true abyssal dragon, Amos uttered the deepest mockery of this sword that shocked the audience.

Richard also saw that the dragon head engraved on the hilt of the sword was the head of the Abyss Demon Dragon, no wonder he felt familiar.

As the current owner of Amos, Richard is also holding back a smile.

Richard tried his best to pretend to be unwavering, but in fact, he thought to himself, "Look at what you can endure, isn't it just a few dozen scales, your dear Earl, I have a whole dragon." ”

Benjamin watched himself shock the audience, but he was still calm.

"Mr. Magician, I'm also interested in the room you've rented. But I don't have a lot of savings, so I can't afford a bag of gold coins, let alone a dragon's tooth dagger that costs more than that. It's just an earthly dragon, but it's still worth a lot. He unsheathed his sword lightly, still smiling like a spring breeze on his face as he spoke. Although he was not domineering, his words still revealed a bit of unquestionable taste.

In terms of this temperament alone, this person is worthy of the name of a master. Richard thought silently.

As soon as Benjamin said this, the lone wolf who had thrown down a bag of gold coins was already eager to slap himself, and Tariq, the dragonborn who put the dagger on the table, was also embarrassed.

Together, they fixed their eyes on Richard again.

Being so troubled, the White Horse Hotel is already quiet at the moment. For some reason, all eyes were on Richard's face, wondering what kind of answer he should give.

"Frankly, I didn't really like that room. Since all three of you like it, I'll let it go and decide for yourselves. ”

As soon as Richard had said this, he took his leave to the three men in front of him.

He waved to Amos, who was still lying on the ground, enjoying his meal, and then left his seat and walked out of the hotel door.

Looking at his back, which was neither humble nor arrogant, many people in the inn fell into deep thought.

As it happened, Richard had just left the gate and already saw the person he was looking for.

Audrey was leaning against the doorframe, staring straight at him, "I even thought you would be impatient and let this dragon transform directly to slap that man in the face." She pointed to Amos, behind Richard.

Her Royal Highness the princess said faintly: "You have changed ......"