"Boss, how did you sell this knife?"

In the weapons shop, Vivian pointed to a sword with a red scabbard and asked the boss.

He had just walked around the entire shop, and he only felt that this knife was not bad, and the rest were almost no different from the standard sabers issued by the base.

"Five million Baileys."

The boss sitting behind the counter said weakly.

"Five million Bailey.." Dusty, who was following Vivian, pushed his glasses, then took the knife from Vivian's hand, pulled it out and examined it carefully.

"Although this knife is exquisitely made, it is not particular about the materials at all, and it can't even squeeze into the list of fifty good fast knives, and it can barely be regarded as a fast knife. Million.. It's too expensive, isn't it? ”

It's all ripping off.

Somehow, Dusty looked at the weapon shop owner with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Hearing this, the owner of the weapons shop stood up and was about to get angry, but after seeing the naval uniforms worn by Vivian and the others, he immediately became respectful.

"It's Lord Navy, sit casually, sit casually. I'm going to get you some drinks."

"No, how much does this knife cost?" Vivian stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Actually, it's only two million Baileys." The boss said with a smirk.

"Two million, that's about the price." Dusty nodded in satisfaction.

And at the moment when Vivian took out the money bag from his arms and was about to pay, a young man wearing rags and linen clothes, about 1.7 meters tall, with a bamboo basket on his back, rushed in from the door in a hurry, hit Vivian's chest, and then fell to the ground.

Uproar——!

Inside the bamboo basket, more than 20 red knives fell out and spread all over the floor.

glanced at the red knife he was holding in his hand, and then looked down at the ground.

Vivian: ???

"What does that mean?"

Vivian was stupid.

In the same way, Dusty, who was standing next to him, was also a little speechless in shock.

After picking up two handfuls from the ground and examining them carefully, he found that they were no different from the one in Vivian's hand, and a small mouth suddenly opened wide.

"How is that possible?!"

There are more than 20 "quick knives", and there is basically no difference in the appearance and grip of each knife.

"Quick knives.. Can it be mass-produced? ”

Dusty, who had been subverted from common sense, was in shock.

Vivian, on the other hand, cast his gaze on the boy.

"These knives, you hit them?"

"Who are you?"

The boy rubbed his forehead in pain, he only felt as if he had hit a rock.

"Me? My name is Alfred Vivian, and I'm a navyman. ”

"Navy?"

The young man who heard these two words pursed his lips with disdain, "What's so great about the navy, if you don't do anything all day long, you can use the taxes we pay as a salary, and a navy like this is no different from pirates." ”

BBQ Island is under the flag of a member of the World Government, so every year it will hand over a large amount of "Heavenly Gold" to the Draco people.

In the long run, civilians naturally have little affection for the world government and naval institutions.

"Ramour!" The weapon shop owner winked at him.

But Vivian stepped forward and said, "You haven't answered me yet, are you all hitting these knives on the ground?" ”

"So what?"

Ramor craned his waist and looked up at Vivian with a look on his face.

If he can forge a knife and not break the law, he doesn't believe that in broad daylight, this group of navies in front of him dares to do anything to him.

Ran Weiwei then said: "Take me to your house to watch you forge the sword, and I will give you 500,000 Bailey as an observation fee, what do you think?" ”

Juvenile:???

...

If you don't make money, that's a fool.

Just by letting people watch themselves forge knives, they can earn 500,000 Bailey for nothing, and this kind of good thing, Ramour is naturally impossible to refuse.

So he took Vivian around the alleys of the town for a while, and came to the door of a dilapidated factory.

"Here we are."

Ramour said, pushing the door open and entering, and a strong smell of rust came from inside.

Vivian covered his mouth and nose and walked in after Lamour, but the image that came into view made him frown.

The factory was almost empty.

A furnace for blacksmithing, piles of various metal materials arranged on the wall, and two beds, a square table, and nothing else.

Glancing at the old man lying on the bed, who seemed to be sick, Vivian said to Lamour, "Are you poor? Those knives can be sold for 2 million Baileys with one hand, but you should be very rich if you make so many of them, right? ”

"It's not because you have to pay taxes." As soon as he said this, Ramor became angry.

According to the regulations of the member states, he had to pay 50% of his income as a tax every year, and not only that, because he could not afford to buy the shop, he had to put the finished sword in the weapon shop for the boss to help sell, and take another 30% of the profits.

In this way, after deducting the cost of materials, an average knife, he can only earn less than half a hundred thousand Bailey.

"Excuse me, this old man?" Vivian Road.

"The gangsters in the town asked my grandfather to forge a knife for them, but after my grandfather forged the knife, they refused to give money, so my grandfather was angry and went to the door to ask for it, and then they cut off a leg.

"Not only that, but they also forcibly fed my grandfather poison, and if I didn't pay them another two million Baileys on time every month, my grandfather would die of poison."

"Life money plus money for treatment."

Ramour's tone couldn't be calmer: "You know now, why I have no money, right?" ”

Silent.

After listening to this story, Vivian wanted to smoke, but he glanced at the old man lying on the bed, and immediately dismissed this thought.

"Didn't you tell the Navy about this?" He then asked.

However, Ramour, who heard this, couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Why didn't you tell it?"

"The first few times a navy passed by here, I would come forward to report what happened to me, but you either ignored it, or verbally dealt with it first and agreed, and in the end, I didn't do it again."

It wasn't until one time, after he reported the situation, that he was caught by someone, dragged into the alley and beaten half to death, that he realized how innocent he was before.

There is actually no difference between a navy and a pirate!

That's why he said that when he was in the weapons shop.

"Don't talk about those who don't. Don't you want to see me forging a knife? Keep the money on the table, of course, if you don't want to, as long as it doesn't bother me. ”

Ramour said, sighing, and reluctantly turned and walked towards the stove.

And at the same time.

[Option 1: Treat the injuries on the elderly.] (Completion Reward: Quick Knife - "Blood Red Blade")]

[Option 2: Treat the old man's injuries and help him get an antidote from the gangsters in the town and seek justice.] (Completion Reward: Twenty-one Jobs of the Great Quick Knife - "Blood Demon")]

[Option 3: Do nothing, turn around and leave after watching the iron.] (Completion Reward: +20 Forging XP)]

Can this jump out of the branch?

Looking at the options that popped up in front of him, Vivian seemed a little hesitant again.