Carol couldn't hold back anymore when she heard her mother's conversation, she was going to help the humans. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info 'Ostrich Road' in the west of the Elven Forest. She spreads her white wings and flies day and night. She had never been happier than she was now, and the outside world was not as dangerous as her mother said. She saw the vast mountains, the clear rivers, the green grasslands, the bustling human towns, and the curling smoke. She yearns for the life of human beings, and she comes to a bustling city. The city is the southernmost deciduous city in the country of Manhal.

Carol's magic wand is made of crystal. She stood outside the city and saw the people coming in and out of the city gates, busy and busy. She flew up, brandished her magic wand, and spun lightly. Flying flakes all over the sky were sprinkled on Carol. She fell gently to the ground like a beautiful angel. Her wings were gone. That's when she used her magic to hide her wings. She happily walked towards the city gate, stunned by the humans and the guards guarding the gate. They had never seen such a beautiful girl. Humans in a hurry stopped, forgetting their busyness. The guards of the city stopped to inspect and forgot about their duties. They all looked at Carol, she was so beautiful. The white gauze dress with gold trim, the watery eyes that seem to melt all the gentleness, the black and shiny hair, and her white skin that seems to be hazy, coupled with her stunning face, people who have never seen her don't believe that there is such a beautiful girl in the world. Since then, there has been a legend that there was once an angel there, the most beautiful angel in the world.

A little girl came up to her and asked, "Sister, are you an angel?"

Carol smiled slightly, she bent down to pick up the little girl, her smile as bright as a spring flower: "Guess what, my little sister. ”

"You are so beautiful, you are an angel in heaven". The little girl said.

Carol was very happy, because no one had ever complimented her: "You are also a little angel." She put the little girl down, and the little girl ran away happily.

Carol walked into the city gates, and the guards of the gates had forgotten about their routine checks. She was so beautiful that no one believed that this beautiful angelic girl had anything to look up to. Because she doesn't look like a bad person. And the war has already been fought, and the human alliance has won. The guards of the city gate also relaxed their checks.

Carol walked into the city, and everyone stopped to watch. She is so beautiful, there will never be such a beautiful girl in the world. Carol had no choice, she turned and walked into a deserted alley, using her crystal magic wand to turn her luxurious clothes into ordinary clothes, and pulling up her long hair. Although she is also bright-eyed now, she is now more like a rich lady or a princess or something.

When Carol walked down the street again, people only paid an occasional glance at her. This time, Carol can really play happily. As she passed by the blacksmith's shop, a clanging sound came from inside that attracted her. She walked in curiously.

Inside, a strong man striking iron with a hammer and scissors was clanging iron. He was fighting with a scimitar. The Manhattan scimitar is a well-known scimitar in Middle-earth. Sharp, hard. A wild boar's leg can be easily cut off with a single slash. The Manhattan scimitar is also one of the weapons that the Darklings fear.

"Hello!" Carol said hello as she stood in the doorway and waved her hand, her voice soft and crisp.

The strong man striking iron looked up and saw that it was a little girl. He continued to bow his head and jingle: "Hey, little girl." Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Excuse me, how do you sell this cutlass?" asked Carol.

The big man put the red-colored blade into the water. Steaming. He said, "You don't look like a local with your accent." ”

"Yes, I'm from far away. I like your cutlass very much. Can you sell it to me?" said Carol.

"Oh, that's not going to work. The Machete of Manhal is not for sale. Unless you have a Manhala resident card. Do you have one?" asked the big man.

Carol shook her head, "I didn't. ”

"Then I'm sorry, little girl. But you can take a look at the other weapons in my shop. Oh, my name is Patch, Patch the Blacksmith. Please follow me. The guy named Patch led her to a shop next door.

This shop is full of weapons. There are bows and arrows, there are crossbow arrows, there are spears, short swords, long swords, daggers, machetes...

Patch picked up a bow and arrow: "This bow and arrow was the first one I built when I was eighteen years old, and he could shoot a rabbit's horn from a hundred meters away. It only requires two gold coins. ”

"I'm sorry, Uncle Patch. Rabbits do not have horns. They have big ears. Carol said cautiously.

"Oh, I'm just trying to tell you about the power of this bow and arrow. Oh, look at this again. Patch took a crossbow bolt from the wall and gave it to Carol. This is actually the crossbow arrow of the earth wheel country.

Carol looked at the crossbow in surprise. Patch said with satisfaction, "Strange. This is a earth-wheeled crossbow arrow. Of course, it is only shaped like a dirt wheel crossbow arrow. Because," the gushing Patch was a little bit of a surprise, he continued, "because I made this crossbow arrow." ”

"Imitation?" asked Carol.

"Yes, imitation. He can't fire thirty times like a crossbow arrow. But he can shoot five in a row. "Patchy was born to be a businessman. He continued to gush with his hands: "Five shots, whoosh!

Carol was amused by him. But Patch won't be embarrassed. He saw that Carol didn't seem to be interested in the crossbow arrow, so he led her to the other side: "Look at this." He took down a long sword that hung on the wall: "This sword is full of wisdom and courage. Can you believe it, I felt my brain racing when I held it. I could feel the cells of wisdom hovering in my brain. ”

Carol laughed, "Oh, you're so good at talking about Uncle Patch." Carol picked up the sword, "But I don't feel how much wisdom my brain is filled with. Carol smiled. The sound is as beautiful as a silver bell.

"Oh my gosh. Your laughter is so good. like a lark in a tree". Seeing that Carol doesn't believe in her vain life, Patch begins to compliment her on her looks.

"Oh, lo and behold. I haven't seen it yet. It turns out that you are also a big beauty. Patch circled around her. Sing as you turn: "Your smile is like a flower blooming in spring, and your eyes are like a twinkling star at night." Come on, come on. Oh, beautiful girl, please buy me my beautifully crafted weapon. It protects you from the beasts and the bad guys (transliteration of the Manhala song, so it doesn't rhyme) ... ”

Carol covered her mouth and smiled, "Oh, Uncle Patch, I'll leave if you're here." You're singing so badly. ”

As soon as he heard that she was leaving, Patch immediately stopped singing: "Oh, yes. Am I singing badly? Let's look at this again. He pointed to a spear and looked at Carol again, "Oh, this weapon is not for you. Let's pick again. ”

"Uncle Patch, I won't buy it if you do this again. I wanted to see for myself. Carol said.

"Oh, of course. Of course, very much. Didn't I just say that? It's up to you to see for yourself, and you have to pick the weapon you like. Patch said unashamedly.

"I want this. Carol gestured to an emerald green dagger hanging from the wall.

"This?" asked Patch.

"Yes, that's it. Carol said.

"This dagger is not for sale. Patch said.

"Why?" asked Carol.

"Because, it's too expensive. Patch said.

"Too expensive? How much?"

"This," Patch held out two fingers, and when she saw Carol's gorgeous clothes, she thought about it and held out five more fingers, "Fifty gold coins." ”

"Twenty gold coins. Carol said.

"Forty gold coins, one less will not be sold. Patch insisted.

"Twenty gold coins. Carol repeated.

"Thirty, this is an artifact. It came from the flaming mountains, a distant gathering place of fire dragons. It was me, my grandfather who picked it up in the Flaming Mountains when he participated in the Dragon Slaying War, and for this my grandfather paid the price of a leg. It's my family heirloom. "Patch wants to sell for more.

"Don't listen to him, he's an impostor, a big liar. The earth-wheeled crossbow arrows you sold me i can't be fired in bursts at all. A short old man outside the door said.

"Fuck off, Steve. You dead old man. My Patch's reputation is the best in all of Fallen Leaf City. I swear by my grandfather. Patch yelled at the door.

The old man, Steve, wrinkled his nose and walked away angrily.

Patch turned to Carol and said, "Don't listen to that old madman's nonsense. This dagger was really brought back from the Flaming Mountains by my grandfather. You can see that it is verdant all over, and it is definitely a priceless treasure. ”

"Twenty gold coins. Otherwise, I won't buy it. Carol said.

"All right, young man. You can't take this dagger with you. Oh, my emerald green little darling. I'd better put you back where you were. Sometimes your buyer is too stingy. Patch said at the dagger.

Carol was about to walk out the door without looking back. Patch was anxious: "Alas, wait. Wait, you little girl really knows how to do business. Twenty gold coins, sold. ”

A mischievous smile tugged at the corner of Carol's mouth. She looked back and looked dissatisfied. Patch didn't pay attention to that, and what he was thinking about now was how to make more money.

Carol pulled out the cloth bag and took out 20 golden coins from it. Patch's eyes lit up. He grabbed it and put it in his mouth to bite it one by one to see if it was fake: "Oh, little girl, you really have a vision." ”

Carol went out satisfied, with the dagger.

Patch delivered straight to the door: "When you want to buy weapons in the future, just come to Fallen Leaf City to find a blacksmith Patch." I will make any weapon to ensure your satisfaction. ”

"I will!" said Carol, looking back happily.

"Slow down, little girl, may the gods of light bless you. "Patch is really warm with his customers.