William was the son of a blacksmith, and for William Sr., who was a blacksmith, his son was an important labor force in the family, and it was free.

Therefore, it is inevitable to train in the furnace and the anvil, and to become a blacksmith, a strong body is indispensable, and William's seemingly thin body actually has quite good physical strength, as well as considerable strength, second only to Hans, the son of knights.

Walking on the road, there was a wolf howl in the forest from time to time, and after drinking the water in the kettle and biting a black bread that was so hard that it could break his teeth, William gradually regained his strength, and at this time he didn't care about resting, walking desperately, running away, and spending the night in the forest was tantamount to suicide.

Although William has the Lucky Gold Coin in his hand, the power of the Lucky Gold Coin is limited after all.

Spending the night in the forest (committing suicide), not to mention lucky gold coins, even the gods can't save them.

"Lucky gold coins, it seems to be more mottled than before."

William looked at the mottled lucky gold coin in his hand with a solemn and contemplative expression on his face.

According to legend, the lucky gold coins given by the elves are as if they had just been made by the Mint, and they are so new and beautiful, the gold coins are like the gold coins of the human kingdom, and there is a side portrait wearing a crown on it.

The gold coins in his hand were now vaguely recognizable except for the crown, and the king's face had long been blurred, and it looked quite badly grounded.

Theoretically speaking, gold coins circulate in the market, no matter how well-made and conscientious the gold content, it is inevitable that the color will wear out in the continuous circulation and use, but the lucky gold coin of the dwarf elves is not an ordinary gold coin made by the Imperial Mint, it itself contains magical power, which can resist the damage caused to the gold coin by the passage of time.

Obviously, it wasn't like this just now, why is it so badly worn, and if it continues like this, maybe it will be worn out to the point that it won't look like this.

William pondered in his heart, and then felt a great deal of pressure.

There is only one reason why gold coins can be worn out and become worn, and that is that the mana in the gold coins has been greatly consumed, so the gold coins have become worn out with the loss of mana.

The lucky magic of the lucky gold coin is constantly consumed, which means that he is now in crisis and misfortune, in order to fight against this misfortune, the lucky gold coin is constantly overdrawing his own strength to keep him in a lucky state, if it continues to be consumed, and continues, the gold coin will lose all its magic power and become an ordinary stone.

Why are you in danger?

William thought of this and walked faster. He is just a lucky person who survived the battlefield, why did he encounter misfortune.

Is it a beast in the forest?

No, it can't be a beast, where the dragon is infested, whether it is a lion or a tiger, it must retreat, and even the wolves have to wait for the dragon's breath to dissipate before they dare to advance.

The puppy marks its territory by peeing, which is actually meaningless to the truly powerful beasts, the lions and tigers can determine their territory as long as they stay there, and the evil dragon passes by all the beasts to retreat.

Therefore, the danger of oneself lies not in the beast, but in the human beings themselves, and only human beings can cause a crisis to themselves.

Why would anyone want to deal with me?

Is it a lucky gold coin?

However, if you forcibly take away the blessing of the elves, you will be disgusted by the elves, and you will be cursed.

It's the Holy Sword!

William's heart was alert, and he suddenly understood why the Lucky Gold Coin was overdrawn.

The puff is not guilty of his crimes.

William himself was a freeman in the baron's territory, and his father was only a blacksmith, although he had the skills of a blacksmith and was considered a high-ranking talent, but this status was not enough to protect him.

The sword he holds in his hand is the sword of the brave, a sacred sword that symbolizes the pinnacle of power in this world, and it is said that it is a secret treasure given to the world by the gods through angels.

If you are a prince of a certain grand duke, a king, or an earl or viscount with real power, no matter how bad you are, you are a powerful warrior who has completed the brave certification and has meritorious deeds, then having a holy sword can fully bear the backlash of owning a holy sword, but he is just an ordinary person.

The political status of the freedmen was certainly higher than that of the serfs, but if they did not have wealth or force, they were just dough that the powerful could knead at will.

William threw down the holy sword in his hand, and the originally mottled and old lucky gold coin was slowly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, although this speed was very slow, but it still showed that if he continued to hold the holy sword, I am afraid that even if the lucky gold coin consumed all its magic power and turned into stone, it would not be able to stop his bad luck.

William's heart was like 10,000 mud horses galloping, exactly as he thought.

The Holy Sword was not something that ordinary people could hold from the beginning, and if it was not in the hands of someone with the qualifications to hold it, then falling into the hands of others would inevitably bear the backlash of luck.

The brave wield the holy sword, and can use the holy sword as if it were his own hands and feet, becoming a part of the body.

William held the sword in his hand, but thought it was a piece of metal, a bar of metal that had not yet been made in the blacksmith's shop.

Holding a piece of iron that wasn't even a little stronger.

William was not qualified to use the Holy Sword, so even the Holy Sword that could slay the dragon was nothing more than an iron block in his hands.

Whether to choose to throw away the holy sword, choose the lucky gold coin and escape back to the village, or die halfway with the holy sword.

"What a cruel choice!"

William thought bitterly in his heart, knowing that he was a traverser, but he was so vulnerable to the choice of life and death.

Abandoning the holy sword and choosing gold coins can allow you to return to the village safely, but this is only a safe return to the village, and the rest of your life is nothing more than building farm tools and occasionally weapons for the villagers with your own father, and your life will be spent in the forged iron of the furnace, and you will die in obscurity in this medieval village.

But if you abandon the gold coins and choose the holy sword, I am afraid that your own crisis will come. Whether you choose to live a long and dull life in the mediocre Middle Ages, or be magnificent, maybe you will die before your ambition is unrewarded, just like the unlucky predecessor of the quartet.

It's a tough choice.

William thought silently, then picked up the holy sword on the ground and began to run away.

He promised Hans to win the world, and his predecessor Wilhelm died on the journey to chase his dreams, how could he be even more unbearable than his predecessor.

"William, why are you risking your life to participate in the dragon slay?"

William questioned his predecessor in his mind, and his mind flashed the incompetence in his predecessor's heart.

If he did not leave the village, William would inherit his father's profession as a blacksmith, stay in the village for life, build agricultural tools for the baron's lords and weapons for the baron, and when he became an adult, he would marry a widow who was older than himself and had a distorted figure but was wealthy, so that he could grow his family and be eligible to have more children, and then inherit his iron-making skills, so that his children would continue to be blacksmiths for the lord in the future.

The predecessor didn't want to live such a life, and William never wanted to be ordinary.

This is a magical world, with nobles, knights, evil dragons and holy swords, and I haven't enjoyed this era well, so how can I give up because of cowardice.

Even if you go back to your own world, you are just an ordinary person, busy with the production line, maybe you can save enough money to open your own store, and then that's it.

Worry about your marriage, marry a girl who is not beautiful, maybe second-hand, and then live with each other under mutual dislike, worry about the child's milk powder and tuition fees, maybe a sudden serious illness can plunge the whole family into tragedy and misfortune.

I don't want this kind of life, I want to get ahead, just like Wilhelm, Hans, Hess and they dreamed of.

"Whew!"

William made up his mind, and suddenly, a wolf howl came from a distance, and his face changed.

Just a moment later, several pairs of turquoise, glowing eyes appeared not far away.

The wolves appeared.

The glow of the Lucky Gold Coin had begun to dim by this time, and it was as old as a stone.

The misfortune brought by the holy sword finally overwhelmed the luck of the dwarf elf gold coin, and sure enough, the two were not the same level of things at all.