"What is this?"

It was no wonder that John of Jesco was surprised, and the Baroness opened an old linen wrap in front of him, and inside was a long sword with a somewhat peculiar shape, the body of which was slender and slightly curved.

This form ......

John had not seen it, and the sword of his own country was not like this...... The Germans, the Mercians, and the northerners did not have a sword of this kind.

The body of this sword is obviously thin and impractical.

He judged.

The whole sword was so bright that a battle-hardened veteran like John could almost immediately claim that the sword was still fiery, but not bloody, a new creation, and its blade had not yet tasted blood.

Then he looked at the hilt of his sword and frowned.

The sword didn't actually have a hilt in the usual sense, and the handshake part was wrapped in a few rags.

This liar is too unusual!

John of Jesco scolded in his heart, he had already determined that this eighty percent was a wild blacksmith who didn't know where he came from, and he didn't have a master to knock on something that looked like a sword and use it to deceive the girls - if you want to cheat money, you have to pack it well, you can't afford to buy gems, so you can decorate the hilt of the sword with black silver, or bury the sword in the ground for two days and say that the hilt of the sword picked up in the ancient battlefield is rotten - this kind of thing that looks like a half-finished product is used to cheat money, no, it is to bully the baroness with a bad brain...... Although the baron is dead, the man who wields the knife in Brad's territory is not dead!

Be sure to tell Madame to blind this foolish liar and hang it from the tree at the entrance of the castle, and let the ravens eat his flesh.

Did he think that the men in Brad's territory were all dead, smack!

John of Jesco was going to do so.

Then, nonchalantly, he picked up his sword and swung it in the air.

Well, it's very light, probably because of the delicate relationship between the sword body, but it's not practical, the girls may like this more elegant shape, but unfortunately the sword is not for the girls, he thought, and split it at the bread placed next to it.

Split to the end.

It's as easy as slicing the best cream.

There were no words to describe the old warrior's shock at the moment, and his hands trembled so much that he could barely grasp the hilt of his sword, which was completely beyond his knowledge.

Then he shook his head, trying to stabilize his emotions.

Maybe...... It's just that......

It's just what, he can't say.

"Madam," he said, after finally being able to begin speaking, "call Enrique...... Take the wire and try it. ”

Luo Yi nodded and agreed.

The sword easily cut off the wire.

Like John had a small hard-clad steel-clad chisel in his hand that only a master blacksmith had, or a steel-edged axe used by a duke he had seen, but it was a long sword.

A long sword with considerable toughness.

A long sword that can be called light.

How is this possible?

This can't be!

A knife so hard should be as brittle as glass, and it had to be made very thick—those very thick knives weren't so hard—but how could he be so light and elastic!

This meow is like a 300-pound old sow, dancing on the top of a tree!

But John had seen the old sow dance in front of him, meowing Carmen as he danced!

"Madame, who made this," John gasped, "he can do whatever he wants, ma'am!" This...... This sword, you can use as much as you want! The devil couldn't do any better, ma'am! Money is nothing, ma'am! ”

The Baroness looked at him with the very innocent girlish eyes that knew nothing about weapons: "This sword is so good? ”

"Of course!" John said, "This ...... This sword is perfectly worthy of the king! Hurry up and buy it, ma'am! Don't skimp on your money! ”

If John of Jesco had been a baron, he would never have given up the opportunity to buy the sword—but he wouldn't have bought it even if he had counted all his fiefdoms...... It's really sad.

"Then John, you can use it first." The baroness said, "I can talk about money slowly, but you are about to go on a campaign." ”

Great happiness enveloped the knight, and now even the lion could not take the sword from his hand.

"Madame, ma'am," he said to the Baroness with a great sense of gratitude that he had never thought of, "if you don't have enough money, say hello to Peterson of Couria...... Peterson knows what to do...... The Great War is coming, and the king will not pursue this matter......"

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