Chapter 164: Sword Scabbard
Black Asura.
Robert stared at the three words on the paper in a daze.
"What's wrong?" asked Sunshadow, sitting across from the desk in the sub-study, making sure Robert was really stunned rather than thinking. "You know?"
"I don't know, I always felt like I had seen the name there, but I couldn't remember it for a moment. Robert replied hesitantly.
"It's rare that there are things you can't think of. Sunshadow looked at Robert as if he was hiding something, and didn't say anything. "Don't force me to remember, I think the mercenary club or the black market should be able to find some of them. There is no hurry. β
Rob nodded. "By the way, I know about the inventory in Migamijian's house, the silver sword, but I didn't tell you. The drawings that Thor used to build them were actually drawn by me. β
Robert looked at the shadow with a slight surprise and continued to explain.
"Xiaoying, don't get me wrong. I'm just drawing the appearance of a small sword, and I don't know the material of the sword, the usefulness or anything. And it wasn't painted in the spring town, but I painted it after your sword was damaged. Although the skill of the master caster is indeed unparalleled, I am worried that the damage of the silver sword is irreversible, in case it is not repaired, you will be disappointed, I want to find someone in the imperial capital to build a sword that is at least the same in style, if the silver sword has to be shelved, at least let you bring a similar weapon that can be used. So the diagram was drawn.
After Miga Mijian returned to the imperial capital, Zhitu also went to the masters of the imperial capital to ask, but according to their eyes, they couldn't look down on it. Later, when we went to Spring Town, we learned that your little silver sword had been repaired. But Migamijian saw that Thor was also very skilled, and it was not enough to collect his golden greatsword, and said that he wanted him to make a small silver sword for collection, so I went with them. But at the time, we really didn't expect that this Thor would be so powerful, and that it could be so similar with a single exterior drawing. We were also shocked at the time, and we didn't know what to tell you when we saw such a similarity. Of course, after they finished building the sword, we destroyed the drawing. So it's not the exhaustive analysis they drew on the night of mourning. I'm sorry, Shadow. Didn't tell you. β
"No need to apologize. "Robert's explanation is something that Nikkage doesn't know. It turned out that they silently wanted to be good to him behind his back, and he didn't know it, but he still had to make them apologize for the oolong that made trouble. Sunshadow's heart was hot, and he was busy trying to explain. "I won't mind, it's me who should apologize, I'm just ...... with the boss"
"Little Shadow, Little Shadow. Robert interrupted Nikkage's somewhat flustered explanation, "We don't have to apologize to each other, haha." Robert laughed. "When the boss came to ask, he had already explained your doubts. I didn't expect the drawing of the mourning night to be such a coincidence. Don't worry, the boss didn't blame me, just let me tell you about it.
But this matter, no matter what my original intention is, when I built it, it was really just for them to collect, and I just believed that you wouldn't mind, so I did it privately to assert myself, but I didn't tell you, it's our fault, it's a fact.
So Xiaoying, please accept my apology calmly. Robert said very sincerely, and pulled a rectangular box out of the drawer. "This is my apology, you must accept it. β
Hikage wanted to wave his hand to refuse, but thinking of the conversation just now, he still reached out and took the box.
The wooden box is unpretentious, but he can feel the calm and closed atmosphere of the box, as if it can shield all outside exploration, and it is a box specially made for the things inside.
"Let's open it and take a look. Robert smiled. "You're going to love this stuff. Although it is said to be my apology, in fact, I am only responsible for delivering it to you, which can be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. β
Nikkage obediently opened the box.
The contents of the box were both familiar and strange to him, and they did surprise him.
In the box was the scabbard they had swindled from the eldest prince at the auction. At that time, they said that it was given to him, but after all, it was not he who paid for it, and he returned the scabbard to Yulia, who accepted it at the time, and he did not know about it later.
"Her Royal Highness took it because she thought it was too ugly, and she asked me to find someone to change it and give it to you, and add something by the way. So I asked the master to transform it, and you see if you like it or not. β
At the time of the auction, Sunshadow only felt that the aura of the scabbard matched the small silver sword, and did not pay much attention to its appearance. I don't remember exactly what it looked like before it was transformed, but he liked it very much now.
At first glance, the scabbard looks unpretentious, smooth throughout, without the slightest superfluity, without excessive embellishment, except for a round gemstone in the center that is not very inconspicuous. The color of the gem is very low-key, but it seems to be combined with the silver sword to glow with a glowing light. The sun shadow seems to feel a ripple on the gem.
"You feel it, don't you?" Robert asked, observing Sunshadow's expression. "This gem is a spar with sealing power, it can not only isolate the breath of the outside world, but also retain the explosive power of the spar, which is very rare. Most people don't see that it's a spar at all, they just think it's an ugly gemstone. It's so rare that I've only read about it in books. Its value is much greater than the value of the scabbard itself. β
"Yulia gave it to you?" asked Hikage.
"Her Highness said that if you want to use it, you must use the best. Since the scabbard is for isolation, of course, the spar is indispensable, and it is directly sent along with the scabbard. I'm starting to agree a little bit with what Melson said. β
"What?"
He said he was starting to like Her Highness a little bit. Robert paused and continued, "After I have finished making the scabbard, I am going to give it to Her Highness the Holy Maiden, so that she can give it to you herself. But she said she didn't want to hear your thanks. She said that it was not a big deal for her, but it might seem very grand for her to hand it over to you personally, as if she was asking for credit. She said that you had already taken it once in someone else's hand anyway, and you shouldn't care about doing it again. This Highness is indeed a man of true temperament. β
"Well, since it's made for me, then I'm not polite to accept it now. With that, Sunshadow took out his small silver sword and placed its scabbard on it, as if they were one and the same, and had never been separated. He had this incident in mind, and they would have many opportunities to deal with each other in the future.
"Great, suitable. It seems that the modifier I'm looking for is also a good fit. Ha ha. Robert smiled approvingly.
"Thank you. β
"You didn't even plan to say thank you to Her Highness the Holy Maiden, why did you tell me this. Robert said solemnly with his glasses, and continued before seeing Sunkage ready to apologize. "That's right, yes, and this. As he spoke, he took out a box and stack of papers from a drawer and pushed them to Sunshadow. "Open it again. β
This time, Sunshadow's hand touched the box and could feel the energy flowing on the box.
"Use up the one you gave you last time. This is sent by the mine over there this time, I picked one for you, you can keep it first. Before Sunshadow could refuse, he continued. "Don't say no. I said last time that this is what you deserve, not to mention that if you didn't have such a spar last time, how could you start the flying apparatus. Now the flying equipment is about to be taken away by that little girl, and I am still counting on you, where can I meet a spirit treasure next time? Put it away. β
Sunshadow had to do it. Robert pointed to the document next to him. "These are the materials of several sorcerers in the imperial capital. You can take a look. And I have a suspicion. β
"Who is it?"
Robert pulled out a stack of papers and placed them on top. "This is this man, the strangest and most peculiar of all the sorcerers. The oddity is that he predicts death. This is something that no other sorcerer simply can't do. Other sorcerers can only perceive and cannot predict unintended deaths, but this sorcerer did.
The peculiarity lies in the fact that the objects he serves, the objects of the sorcerer's service are limited, generally none other than royalty and nobles, or the Illuminator or the like, people with power and status symbols. But this sorcerer seems to respect his own heart, and there are no rules to speak of, from the royal family and nobles, to the next time the homeless man on the street, he will say it when he wants to. He was the only one who could perceive where her daughter was for the commoner, or perhaps only he, a sorcerer, could perceive, because the girl was already dead at that time. β
"I don't know the time of the girl's death, but when I found it, I was already half close to the dry corpse, and the blood was sucked dry, so I couldn't tell the specific time of death. "The shadow of the sun is described as it is. "But what you're saying is also highly probable. It seems that he should meet this person for a while. β
"Well, you can go with the boss tomorrow. This man has a very eccentric temperament. Two people can still take care of each other when they go. Robert asked.
At this time, the sunlight is a little harsh.
Linghua held the crème brûlée and tea in her hand, looked at the reflection on the teapot, frowned, didn't want to speak and didn't speak.
"What?" Yulia curled up in the soft squish, watching her maid hold her afternoon tea in a daze. "Do you have to wait until my tea is cold before bringing it to me?" Yulia asked coldly.
Linghua was frightened, hurriedly walked closer, arranged the refreshments in her hand on the tea seat, and divided a small piece into a white porcelain dish and sent it to Yulia's hand. Then he started to be in a daze again.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Yulia frowned, feeling that her appetite was a little bad. "I've been eating a lot lately, do you have any opinions?"