The people of the White Wolf Mercenary Group were knocked unconscious by Ronald and killed one, and the people around them were still scolding and cursing at the beginning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Gradually, they realized that this was likely causing them trouble, and the otherwise crowded crowd quickly dispersed.

However, this was far beyond Ronald's expectations, at least he did not expect that after he killed a person in the street, these people did not immediately run away in fear. I have to say that the folk customs of this world are still relatively strong.

Maybe it's because Gregory's people have seen too many mercenaries, and they may have been used to fighting and killing for a long time.

The hotel opposite the blacksmith had closed its door, and the deadbolt behind the door had even fallen, apparently not intending to continue to receive Ronald. But fortunately, Ronald didn't plan to live there anymore.

These days, I stay in the house all day, and I can spare a bird.

Old Jack and a few of his apprentices returned to the blacksmith shop to tidy up the house, and put the blades in order, which was also a manual work.

"This is your forging fee. Ronald took out three gold coins and handed them to Old Jack.

Who would have thought, Old Jack actually shook his head: "Keep it, this sword is the first time in my life that I forged an iron sword, speaking of which, I have to thank you well, if it wasn't for the dark iron you gave me, I might not be able to forge this sword." ”

Listening to Old Jack's words, Ronald was a little strange: "You call this sword the Iron Sword, isn't this your name, but a type of sword?"

Old Jack nodded: "That's right, the sword that can cut the iron sword - it is the sword that can cut the iron sword!"

"I heard that on the other side of the continent, the dwarves, the people of the God of Forging, are able to use ordinary iron to forge a metal that far exceeds the quality of ordinary iron, and this metal is called steel......! Therefore, the iron sword is very rare. ”

"But......" Old Jack tilted his head and showed a wistful expression: "I heard that the master level of the dwarf clan can even forge sharp weapons that can easily cut through steel swords, so it is called - cutting steel sword!"

"For the average blacksmith, being able to forge a sharp sword and armor strong enough is enough to be a master. However, few people know that there are iron swords and steel swords in this world...... Even the distinction of the dragon slaying sword!"

"Only those who can cut through the dragon's scale armor with a single sword are qualified to be called dragon slaying swords!" Old Jack laughed: "The legendary dragon, just one is enough to wipe a town off the map, how can there be a weapon in this world that cuts off their scale armor!"

Perhaps it was because he had forged an iron sword with his own hands, so Old Jack was obviously very excited, and began to talk about some of his own hearsay legends.

When it came to his apprentices, they were very excited to hear it, and their eyes were very excited.

"Teacher, is there really a dragon slaying sword in this world?" an apprentice asked with excitement as he looked at Old Jack.

Old Jack stretched out his hand and knocked his head: "Don't be too ambitious, even I am forging an iron sword for the first time, you should be honest in iron." ”

The apprentice laughed twice, stood aside and stopped talking.

Slash Iron Sword, Slash Steel Sword, Slash Dragon Sword!

Ronald reached out and stroked the pitch-black long sword in his hand, and his heart was also very excited.

The reason why he was excited was not because he heard that there were weapons in this world that could cut through the scale armor of dragons, but because such a commodity existed in the Great Bandit System!

- Mordremus Dragon Slayer!

Purchase price, 4200 points!

Ronald glanced at the store in a hurry before, and thought that this was a divine weapon with the name of the Dragon Slaying Sword, but he didn't expect that it was enough to cut through the sharpness of the dragon's scale armor to be qualified for such a name!

Because the exchange price is very expensive, Ronald has not studied it carefully at all, and now when he heard some information confided by Old Jack in excitement, Ronald immediately remembered this commodity he had seen.

"If this sword fused with dark iron is only at the level of slashing iron, then how sharp should the sword of the slaying level be at the level of dragon slashing?" Ronald couldn't help but tremble a little when he thought of this.

This tremor is because of excitement, but also because of longing!

I long to have such a weapon, I long to be able to hold such a sword with my own hands!

"I've decided!"

Old Jack suddenly yelled.

"Teacher...... You...... What have you decided?" asked Old Jack's apprentice, startled, clutching his heart.

"I've decided to go out and travel, and while I can still walk, I'm going to the hinterland of the continent to see the steel sword forged by the dwarves, and even the steel sword that can easily cut through the steel sword!"

Old Jack looked so excited that his face was flushed with blood.

Everyone was stunned!

You know, although Old Jack looks a little stronger, and his physical strength is good in all aspects, his age is indeed not young, otherwise he would not be called - Old Jack!

Judging by his face, Old Jack's age, if not sixty, was at least fifty-seven......

Travel?

This decision seems to be thirty years late.

"Don't stare at me like that, I know I'm old. But it was because I was old that I wanted to go out and see it even more, lest I lose my walk and begin to regret that I had never made up my mind to go out and see it. Old Jack slapped his apprentice's head in annoyance.

In fact, Ronald's eyes when he looked at Old Jack were also very strange, but he didn't dare to do anything to Ronald, so he could only choose his apprentice to bully.

"It's decided, anyway, Gregory has been made into a miasma by this group of people, so it is better to go out for a few years to hide and be quiet...... In the past few years, this shop has been handed over to a few of you to take care of. ”

Old Jack seemed to have made up his mind, lifted a fallen chair, sat on it, and then picked up a long sword he had forged in the past, and examined it carefully.

The obsessive eyes are like looking at the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Looking at Old Jack's appearance, Ronald didn't say a word of dissuasion, after all, the two sides were not very familiar.

It's just that a white wolf mercenary group has already made Gregory a miasma...... Wouldn't the outside world be a better place?

Shaking his head, Ronald walked out of the blacksmith's shop.

When a person has enough consciousness to do something, anyone's obstruction becomes meaningless.

Let's hope Old Jack makes it back to Gregory alive!

"Tread, stride, step, step!"

The sound of uniform footsteps came from the street, and a group of soldiers of the garrison regiment with spears in hand and one-handed swords at their waists finally arrived.

There was a murder in the city, and the party that was killed was a member of the White Wolf Mercenary Regiment, which they couldn't afford not to take seriously.

The soldiers of the garrison were dealing with the killings and fights in the city, but they didn't expect them to come so slowly.

Leading the team was a knight in silver-white full-body armor, about thirty years old, with flaxen-colored curly hair, hard features, sharp eyes, and fine stubble on his chin, which looked full of manly masculinity.

The knight glanced at the three members of the White Wolf Mercenary Regiment lying on the ground, two of them were not fatally wounded, but they were still unconscious. But the other person, who knows at a glance that he who is dead cannot die anymore.

"You killed the man?" the knight glanced at Ronald in a cold tone.

"It's just livestock. Ronald held the sword in one hand and looked at the knight on the horse without evading it.

"Very good!" the corners of the knight's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes: "Arrest him for me!"

"Murder in the streets, according to the law, is sentenced to hanging!" said the knight, with a wave of his horsewhip, as if given an insignificant order.

The soldiers on either side of the knight heard the order, armed with spears, and quickly surrounded Ronald.

The soldiers surrounded the city in a circle, as if in formation, and the tips of their spears were aimed at Ronald.

His eyes swept over the spears around him, and Ronald's eyes were cold: "They tried to rob the blacksmith shop before, and they also wanted to rob my long sword, according to the law, what do you want to say?"

"Hmph, you can ask Commander Oldberg this question, his subordinates are naturally managed by him, and I am in charge of you villains!" The knight took out a handkerchief from somewhere, and gently wiped the dust on his face.

The face that was originally full of masculinity was wiped by the handkerchief in his hand, and he suddenly had a little more sissy atmosphere.

"Good!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ronald's mouth, nodded, and then slowly drew his iron sword.

"You dare to resist arrest?" the knight looked at Ronald's actions and was slightly stunned, and a trace of annoyance appeared between his eyebrows.

Ronald looked at him and grinned: "Although I didn't care much about it originally, I don't know why I killed you now, but I feel like I'm doing harm for the people." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ronald teleported, and his body collided with the spear.

The tip of the spear was sharp, and just as the chest and the tip of the spear were about to collide together, the iron sword in Ronald's hand swept across, and several spears suddenly broke in half.

Even the long sword can be used in two swords, not to mention these wooden pole spears!

Ronald was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, slashing iron sword infused with fighting energy, slashing horizontally and vertically in the crowd, and when the sword fell, either the spear broke, or the soldiers of the garrison regiment screamed and flesh flew sideways.

There was almost no use of skills, but with the strength of his physical fitness, the sharpness of the iron sword in his hand, and the crushing of his fighting spirit, Ronald went down with a few swords, and half of the soldiers of the garrison regiment that surrounded him had already fallen.

Although these garrisons have been trained in militarization, they are not even considered the army of the principality strictly speaking, but can only be said to be privately armed forces used by local lords to manage the security of their territories.

Although they bear the name of the Duchy's army, they are paid by the local nobility and serve only the local nobility.

A garrison of this nature is usually used to scare the common people, or to suppress ordinary mercenaries with their numbers. Now when you meet someone like Ronald, where will it be an opponent.

Ronald easily broke through the encirclement of the soldiers of the garrison, and without stopping at his feet, he raised his sword and killed the knight on the horse.

With a swing of the sword, the sturdy horse was swept in the neck by the blade, and only a neighing sound was heard, and the military horse suddenly fell to the ground.

Ronald continued to slash with his sword, but this time it was directly at the knight's body.

There was a hint of panic in the knight's eyes, but he quickly reacted, and suddenly drew his ornate long sword hanging from the saddle, the blade of which flashed with a fighting light, and stabbed back at Ronald.

His sword is a typical knight's sword, with a slender blade, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the tip of the sword is like an inverted triangle, and this knight's sword can easily pierce even solid armor if you know the skill you use it!

"Choking~"!

The Iron Slash and the Knight's Sword collided together.

Ronald sneered on his face, and the iron sword infused with fighting spirit slashed across the knight's sword, and the sturdy sword body was like tofu under the iron sword, and there was no resistance.

The blade stabbed into the knight's chest, and the pitch-black blade was halfway in, blood dripping down the blade.

The knight's silver-white armor was made of paper, and it looked like nothing under the iron sword!

Puff~!

The knight's body fell to the ground, his eyes still full of disbelief.

He didn't understand until he died, why his sword had obviously been blocked, but the opponent's long sword still pierced his body?

"Run, ......"

The surrounding garrisons watched as Ronald killed their commander with one move, and they all showed fear, then dropped their weapons and began to flee away.