The Final Knight

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At that moment, the figure also found Yulian standing at the door, turned around quickly, and came towards him.

"Hello, guest!"

It was a middle-aged strong man, only to see him topless, only tied a leather coat around his waist, strong arms with muscles no less than a bodybuilder, bronze skin and strong face made him look much It was a little serious, but what he said made people cry and laugh.

"Welcome to the silver plate iron shop. The shop has excellent craftsmanship and high quality. What do you need? Pitchfork, hoe, or kitchen knife?"

"This one………………"

This inexplicable opening scene even Yulian was a little dumbfounded, but he quickly recovered and said.

"I want a sword."

"sword?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned. He carefully looked at Yulian, and then he found a positive expression, but the next words were completely beyond Yulian's expectations.

"I said, guest, what do you want your sword to do? We have no bandits or thieves in this twilight mountain, and those beasts are also hiding in the deep mountain old forest. There are no swords to sell, what good is the kind of killing and killing things? How about you look at our kitchen knife? Please see, this kitchen knife has thin lines on both sides, and the fruit knife, it is easy to peel the skin. It’s of moderate length, and I’m sure I won’t hurt my fingers. It’s because you’re visiting Twilight Town for the first time. Two silver coins are selling you!”

"................................."

Yulian held his forehead and sighed for a long time, then he raised his head and stared at the middle-aged man seriously.

"I only need a sword, but the normal standard is also acceptable. Do you have one here?"

"Then I can only say sorry, guest."

Facing Yulian, the middle-aged man opened his hands helplessly.

"We don't have a sword here that you can sell to you. After all, I think you have seen it. Twilight Town is not big, and no one needs to buy a sword, so we rarely forge it."

Hearing this, You Lian sighed helplessly. It seemed that she was really naive, thinking that there was no change, but the result did not expect that the world was changing all the time.

"So, I hope you can build an ordinary standard sword, this should be no problem."

"This one……………"

The middle-aged man scratched his head in embarrassment, showing a little shame on his face for the first time.

"Sorry, I won't."

"..........................."

"Because my dad said that no one will come to this ghost place, that is, it is just for his own family. It is a waste of time to learn how to forge swords and make swords. Besides, it is too barbarous to kill and kill... So he didn’t teach me."

"................................."

A blacksmith who can't forge swords?

You Lian stared at the blacksmith in front of her face, but she sighed helplessly in her heart.

"Are there really no swords?"

"Ok……………"

Hearing Yulian’s words, the middle-aged man frowned involuntarily. He also saw that the boy in front of him really needed it, and the countryman has always been simple in nature and could help others. The young man did not quit, but tried his best to think back. In the end, he seemed to think of something and clapped his hands suddenly.

"By the way, my grandpa once left a weapon, maybe it will work."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, You Lian's eyes lit up. The grandfather in the mouth of this middle-aged man is probably the blacksmith he met here. I have to say that the old blacksmith's skills are really good and the quality is excellent, so After rebirth, Yulian came to this town specifically to find his descendants. When Yulian wanted to come, even if the old man’s successor had little innovation, as long as he could learn the skills of the old blacksmith, then it was enough. Meet your needs. But what I didn't expect was that although the other party did learn the skills of the old blacksmith seventy-eight percent... but all they made were kitchen knives.

But the middle-aged man didn't say anything to Yulian anymore. He hurried back to the background and turned upside down in the pile of tatters for a long time. Then he returned to Yulian with a long oil cloth bag.

"Guest, look, don't know if this meets your requirements."

With that said, the middle-aged man opened the tarpaulin bag.

Appeared in front of them was a black long sword, a simple scabbard wrapped around the body of the sword. From the appearance, there was nothing strange, but because of negligence in maintenance, the thread of the sword handle part had been loosened. Seven seven eight eight, even the hand guard part is also rusty. You Lian reached over and took the long sword, frowned slightly, then grasped the hilt and "drawn" the long sword.

Unlike the plain appearance, the body of this sword is extremely complicated, and along the sides of the blade, a strange groove has investigated strange and gorgeous patterns, but the body of this sword is also dark. There is no shimmer in it, and it even looks a bit like iron that is completely decaying. There is no value at all.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was already somewhat ashamed. Although he never took Grandpa’s sword in his eyes, he was a blacksmith anyway, selling such shameful things from his own hands. But it was also smashed. I knew that I should take good care of them, even if it is polished, it is better than this.

The middle-aged man did not notice that when he saw the pattern on the sword, Yulian's eyes showed a glimmer of surprise.

I didn't expect that he actually stayed!

The middle-aged man didn’t see it, but Yulian was very clear that it was not rust. In fact, since seeing the blades of these two swords, Yulian has been certain that this is a weapon made of dark iron ! Speaking of the iron in the dark night, you have a great relationship with Youlian. In Yulian’s previous life, he had found such a batch of dark iron, and then Yulian asked the owner of the shop to build a sword from the dark iron. As for the rest, he sent It was reserved for the old blacksmith at that time. After all, the fine iron in the dark night is very valuable and extremely rare. At that time, Yulian gave him the remaining materials after seeing how the old blacksmith could not put it down. Now it seems that the old blacksmith used these remaining materials to recreate another sword-think of it, he may wish to commemorate his children and grandchildren. After all, using dark gold to build weapons is also a blacksmith. Dreams.

It's just that the old blacksmith probably didn't expect that his children and grandchildren would become blacksmiths who can't even fight swords...

Dark night fine iron is a magic metal produced only in the dark night forest, but unlike other metals, this magic metal is precious not only because it has a good ability to break the magic, but because of its Place of Origin-The Dark Night Forest is the capital of the elves, and for those fanatical nature protectors, the destruction of grass and trees is intolerable, not to mention mining in the mountains, which is like digging for the elves. Meat is generally distressed. Because of this, many people who enter the dark night forest to dig for ore remain in the forest forever, and as a force that cannot be ignored on the mainland, no one dares to invade the dark night forest blatantly to mine, and because of this, The price of fine iron in the night would be so expensive. At that time, Youlian was only lucky when passing the dark forest.

Dark night iron is precious because it has a capability called "soul conduction". When the holder holds a weapon made of dark night iron, it will guide the soul of the holder like a ditch. It is full of weapons, which not only can be used more flexibly, but also enhance the hardness and sharpness of the weapon. In front of the weapon full of soul power, Van Iron can't pose any threat to it. It can be said that as long as someone puts on armor forged by night iron, and then takes weapons forged by night iron, he is invincible on the battlefield.

However, Dark Night Iron also has its own limitations. If the holder does not have enough soul power, then it will become the biggest fatal wound. The fragile soul cannot withstand the fierce attack, especially on the battlefield. Once the soul wave becomes weak, then the weapons created by the night iron will also become dull, and may even be unusable. It is for this reason that only the top powerhouses on the mainland will fight with weapons created by the fine irons of the night. Even so, on the current continent, the number of weapons made of fine iron from the night is quite rare.

"I want it, how much is it?"

Yulian's own long sword was completely damaged in the war of the previous life because he could not bear the power. He saw the same weapon now, and he would naturally not miss this opportunity.

"This one……………"

Unexpectedly, this guest would really like this scrap of iron. The middle-aged blacksmith was stunned. He thought for a moment, and then he said.

"Then you will receive thirty silver coins, and if you wish, I can polish you for free..."

Use thirty silver coins to buy weapons made of fine iron in the dark night. But Yulian didn't take advantage of this small advantage. He spent three gold coins and added the dagger for body protection-according to the market price, how could it be worth fifty gold coins? This long sword. Of course, he politely declined the middle-aged man's request for "good intentions", and the fine iron in the dark night was nothing short of ordinary. This kind of thing was better for you even yourself.

For this price, the middle-aged man was obviously unacceptable, but after Yulian told him that the sword was forged from precious metal, he never said anything again, and accepted Yulian's remuneration. As for what precious metal is, the middle-aged man did not ask, in his opinion, no matter what kind of metal, as long as it can not be used on a kitchen knife, it is not a good metal.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Yulian did not immediately return to the castle. After all, he had other things to do on this trip.

"Indeed, this is an official official document."

Old Clark narrowed his eyes and carefully watched the seal on the document, even the wrinkles on the face shrank tightly.

"So, you are the owner of that castle?"

With some pitying eyes, old Clark looked at the young man in front of him. It was pitiful. He seemed to be only seventeen or eighty years old. How could he be assigned to such a ghost place?

"Hey... it's not my old sayings, Mr. Yulian, that castle..."

"That's just rumors, isn't it?"

Yulian interrupted Old Clark's speech. He leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his fingers, and said with a gentle smile.

"I have also heard of these terrible rumors, but it is just a coincidence after all. In any case, this is also the sacred and inviolable territory of the kingdom. Naturally, someone needs to manage it. If it is retreated because of the rumor of that degree, But cowardly behavior."

How much persuasiveness was said by the initiators, but at least the old mayor in front of him had fallen into silence, and he didn't plan to say anything more. Obviously, he had regarded Yulian as a deceived, stupid nobleman. Obviously, the other party did not believe this rumor, and ambitiously tried to develop it here. But what about this? Since the end of the war, this castle has changed several lords, which of them came here with the same idea and died?

The boy in front of him is no different.

"I'm not here to discuss these unimportant rumors with you, Mr. Clark."

Yulian picked up the tea cup and steamed the mist through the hot air, staring at the old man in front of him.

"I have read the documents. All the time, you have paid taxes directly to Chuka City, but now that I have obtained this land, then you should be aware of the tax issues."

"Of course, Lord Lord."

The mayor of the old town looked at ease, obviously this was not the first time to deal with this situation.

"We will send this month's tax to your government the day after tomorrow, about the revenue and expenditure of Twilight Town... I think you have already seen it."

"of course."

Yulian nodded.

"However, there are other things I want to trouble you this time, Mr. Clark, I think you have seen it too. I came here alone, and taking care of the castle is obviously not something I can do alone. Therefore, I hope you can help me post employment notices and recruit residents of the town to serve me... I think this should not be a problem for you. Of course, I will not treat them badly in terms of compensation."

Hearing this, the old town mayor's serious face showed a clear and clear smile.

"Although I also want to help you, Lord Lord, please forgive me for taking the liberty to say, even if I posted a notice in the town, I am afraid no one will go."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yulian opened her teacup with curious eyes wide open.

"Is it because of that rumor?"

"Yes."

Facing Yulian's inquiry, the old town mayor nodded.

"Frankly speaking to you, Lord Lord. Many people in our town used to work in that castle, such as old Mafa, who has been a maid in the castle since her grandma, and old Bamba, he also I have worked under two lords... But, honestly, whether you believe it or not, those who own this castle are indeed inexplicably dead. And this strange thing has affected us It’s also very big. Now people think of it as a devil’s curse. They dare not go even to the castle. Perhaps you don’t know that the old groom who took you up the mountain was very sick after coming down that day. Field, it's not completely good till now..."

That's because he hurried to run, so he was hurt by the cold in the night.

"Of course I can understand your thoughts, Mr. Clark."

Yulian's voice was soft, gentle, and undoubtedly firm.

"However, I have already made a decision, whether someone is willing to go to my castle to do things, and I have to wait until the notice is posted before I can see it. I have not acted and chose to give up. It is not my creed, do my best, and obey my fate. It’s the attitude we humans deserve, isn’t it?"

In the face of Yulian’s speech, Old Clark opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing. In his opinion, since the determination of the lord is determined, then let him go. Okay, anyway... no one will be willing to accept his recruitment.

With this thought, the mayor said nothing more and nodded in agreement with Yulian.

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