Lord of Hyranza

Saying that, the female clerk led Suldak into the shop, and there were three swordsman-shaped desk lamps on the display rack in the corner of the shop. Sure enough, Suldak felt the faint magic fluctuations from these three desk lamps. , he lowered his head to carefully examine the magic pattern engraved on the bronze statue. A piece of dark magic spar fragments were inlaid behind the base at the bronze statue’s feet. This is the source of energy for the desk lamp, and the magic spar fragments were continuously released. With weak magic power, through the magic pattern circle on the bronze man, a gleam of light was lit around the bronze man.

Seeing that Suldak was looking at it so carefully, the female shop assistant said: "The price of this kind of magic pattern table lamp is a little more expensive. You can actually look at these wall lamps with moonstone wicks for a little comparison. I can understand the advantages and disadvantages of the two types of lamps.”

Then she stood under a maid-shaped wall lamp and introduced the wall lamp very hard. She couldn't help thinking and recited the characteristics of this wall lamp easily and fluently: "This kind of wall lamp with moonstone wick can be used within five years. The brightness does not fade, and besides wiping the dust off the lampshade, it requires almost no maintenance and no other costs.”

But Suldak, who was standing in front of her, was unmoved at all, turned his head and asked her: "Can the magic pattern on the table lamp of this kind of magic pattern be changed a little, for example, engraved on a narrower magic pattern?" on the metal?"

"I can't answer this question for you, please wait a moment, I will ask the manager of our store." The female clerk said blankly.

She felt that Suldak didn't really want to buy a wall lamp. She felt that her expression just now was wasted, so she turned around and left with a depressed expression on her face.

Not long after, a store manager walked over quickly, but the female shop assistant did not appear in front of Suldak again.

The manager seemed to have some mental preparations, and asked Surdak when they met: "Mr. Knight, do you have any questions to answer?"

Suldak repeated the question just now, and the manager's eyes lit up after listening carefully.

Then he asked Suldak: "Are you going to customize magic lamps? We accept this kind of custom orders, but you need to provide me with the style of the lamp base, or provide a detailed description, and our shop will provide You customize a pedestal, and then ask the master of the inscription to draw a specially designed magic circle for you on this pedestal, but the cost of this kind of custom magic lamp is slightly higher, and the production cycle should cater to that person as much as possible Master Inscription, it is conservatively estimated that it will take at least half a year to customize such a wall lamp."

"Half a year is a long time... I have prepared the style of the lamps." Suldak frowned and said, "I hope to consult with that inscription master face-to-face before drawing the magic pattern!"

"Sorry, I can't give you information about the inscription master in the store." The manager of the lighting store said to Suldak with a vigilant expression.

Walking out of the largest magic lamp store in Hailansa City, Suldak rubbed his forehead. He didn't expect that the customized enchanted shimmer weapon would be completely useless without even talking about the price.

……

The snow on the main street of Hailansa City has been cleared away. Magic caravans are driving unimpeded on the street. There are very few pedestrians on the sidewalks on both sides of the street. The building layout of the mountain city is very compact, and the terrain gradually increases from south to north. Standing on the large square in front of the city hall, you can almost see the whole city. The row upon row of roofs is now covered with a thick layer of snow, which is full of people. The breath of winter.

Natasha has never had the experience of strolling leisurely on the streets of the city. She pulled the scarf to cover her flushed face. Her eyes were full of longing for the city. She would secretly Look at the attic-like buildings on both sides of the street, and guess what the people in the windows are doing at the moment, or there is delicious roast chicken in the restaurant, and the housewife is cooking delicious mushroom soup. In winter, there must be a lot of free time.

She squinted her eyes, looked up at the blue sky and the dazzling sun, and followed a flock of white pigeons away.

The smell of fried fish came from the street. Natasha was a little curious about what kind of food could be made so delicious. With the hot aroma, the stall owner is throwing the batter-covered yellow croaker into the oil pan.

Suldak followed Natasha's gaze and asked her with a smile, "Have you ever eaten fried fish?"

Natasha shook her head lightly, and Suldak pulled Natasha over and said to her, "I heard that this is a delicacy passed down from the world of elves, and it tastes pretty good."

The stall owner is an old man with a gray beard, wearing a thick cotton coat and a leather apron. A customer waiting to buy fried fish, the stall owner is very humorous, chatting with regular customers while frying fish.

Seeing Suldak and Natasha approaching, he stretched his eyebrows and asked Suldak, "My lord knight, what do you need?"

"Two deep-fried sagefish, deep-fried a little bit!" Suldak saw that there were a few yellow croakers rolling in the oil pan and they were not bad, so he also chose two.

"Okay!" The stall owner agreed, and took out two marinated sagefish from the dinner plate, wrapped them in batter skillfully, and slid them into the oil pan.

Natasha stared at the stall owner's action of frying fish, as if she wanted to keep every step firmly in her heart. Seeing that Natasha was very curious about frying fish, the stall owner actually enthusiastically told her how to pickle fish, what? Natasha has never heard of spices such as nutmeg, rosemary, and pepper, but she still remembers them carefully.

Surdak stood around and looked around. Along the street corner, he saw a lot of people gathered in the alley not far away, and he glanced curiously.

"There is a flea market over there. If you want to find some cheap second-hand goods, it's definitely a good choice to go there." He patted his thigh with his hand and showed Su the leather boots on his feet. Erdak said proudly, "I bought these suede boots from a poor alcoholic in the north, and they haven't faded after wearing them for three years."

A regular customer next to him smiled and said to the stall owner: "Hey, old Sam, this is the first time I see you recommending a flea market to customers. It seems that I have to talk to those people in the market and let them come more often." Patronize your fried fish stand."

The stall owner named Sam laughed and said optimistically: "Hey, it has snowed so much, and the second-hand goods market has not opened for the past few days. I just said something casually, and I won't lose anything."

Soon the fish was fried.

The stall owner put the fried fish in a paper bag, and Suerdak paid fifteen coppers. Suerdak didn't want to eat fried fish in the cold wind, and felt that the alley over there was sheltered from the wind, so he took Natasha to continue Walking into the alley, the two leaned against a stone wall, basking in the sun, eating crispy fried sagefish and smiling at each other.

Looking at the noisy second-hand market in the distance, Suldak said to Natasha, "Why don't we go there too?"

Chapter 402 The Dusty Torch of Holy Light

Walking into this alley of the second-hand market, Suerdak felt stared at by a few pairs of eyes in the dark.Without a doubt, it's the thieves here who have that greedy gaze, and flea markets cannot do without them, as their stolen goods are some of the best sellers on the flea market.

Surdak looked around and found that apart from the street stall owners at the entrance, there were only a few homeless people lying on the sunny side of the street. The wooden boards under them had been rubbed black, and the texture was full of oil stains.

There are some street stalls on both sides of the alley, and the things on them are dazzling, such as iron pots, candlesticks, old clothes, leather bags, boots, etc. In addition, there are some things that Suldak can't recognize at all, of course not completely. They are old goods, some earthenware pots piled up together look very new, but many stall owners look disheveled, they try to place their stalls on the north side of the alley, so that they can enjoy the warmth by sitting against the wall sunshine.

Most of the people who come and go in this narrow alley are yellow-faced and thin poor, some wearing linen autumn clothes and a piece of torn hemp on their body to barely resist the cold wind.

Some people still have some second-hand goods under their ribs, and it looks like they want to sell these things in order to exchange for some living supplies.

"Master Knight, do you want a pipe?" A dirty big boy approached Surdak, holding a broken hat in his hand, and inside it were several roughly carved oak pipes. The carved patterns and jade cigarette holder, the knife marks on the pipe have not been completely polished, it looks rough.

Suldak shook his head slightly.

The older child looks disappointed and prepares to look for the next buyer.He was covered with chilblains on both backs holding the broken hat, and he was wearing a dress that didn't fit well. The trousers were obviously cut short, and the ankles of his feet were exposed.

Natasha reached out and took out an oak pipe from the broken hat, and asked the older child softly, "How much is this pipe?"

The older child took a peek at the bakery at the entrance of the alley, bit his lip and lowered his head, whispering, "Five copper coins."

Natasha carefully found the one that looked the most decent in the hat, then took out a handful of copper coins from her close-fitting purse, counted five of them, put them in the palm of the older child, and said with a slight smile: " go!"

The older child got the copper coins and ran to the small-looking bakery. After a while, he came out of the bakery with a cloth bag. The cloth bag looked bulging and radiated heat. , the older child happily walked out of the flea market, his footsteps seem so ostentatious.

Standing in front of a stall selling wooden picture frames, Suldak whispered to Natasha, "How can five copper coins buy so much bread?"

Natasha carefully put the remaining few copper coins back into the purse, squinted her eyes and said happily: "Maybe he is only five copper coins short, maybe there are chestnut rice cakes in the pocket, who knows..."

She held Surdak's arm, and she didn't even look back at the older child, the smile in her eyes was even bigger.

The two walked along the long and narrow alley. Obviously, in this alley, Natasha seemed much more relaxed. After passing a thrift shop that looked like a grocery store, they saw a few hanging on the eaves outside the shop. A colorful ball, she reached out and squeezed the ball, stopped and smiled at Surdak: "I remember when I was a child, I really wanted to have a ball like this. I want to buy a ball for Little Peter, okay?"

"Okay!" Suldak pointed to the vermilion-dyed ball and said to Natasha, "This one is pretty good."

Natasha readily took the ball out of the net bag. The two stood at the door of the shop for so long, but no shopkeeper came out. The two walked into the thrift shop. The light in the shop was a bit dim, and Sulda Ke saw the shopkeeper sitting in front of the counter dozing off on the high stool, and he didn't wake him up immediately. He took a casual look in the thrift store and found that the goods inside were much better than those on the outside.

There are still some old armors and shields hanging in the store. Although they have been refurbished, they are obviously coated with a layer of animal fat and have been treated with meticulous anti-rust treatment. From the row of shields on the wall, Suldak can see Seeing a shield that looked like a tile, there was a relief of hills printed on the surface of the shield. Surdak reached out and touched it. The relief pattern seemed to be stamped directly when the shield was forged.

He coughed lightly, and the shopkeeper who was dozing off on the high stool shuddered, woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes and saw two customers standing in the shop, and then stretched out his hand and rubbed his face vigorously twice. Bundle.

Surdak turned around, pointed to the thick shield on the wall, and asked the shopkeeper, "What is this?"

The shopkeeper picked up the water glass on the counter and took a sip of water, then said to Suldak unhurriedly: "Dwarf Tower Shield, I went to the Dwarf Kingdom with a caravan, and the few weapons I brought back are only left Get down this shield!"

The shopkeeper saw Surdak's very interested expression, and said indifferently: "Knight, it is very heavy, even a heavy shield warrior would have a hard time picking it up, obviously he is not suitable for you , you must not only have enough strength, but you must also have a good horse!"

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper walked up to Suldak, only then did Suldak realize that the shopkeeper was a head taller than him, and his body could hold him. The shopkeeper glanced at his chest and said directly: "The guard The battalion’s standard weapons are of excellent quality, there is absolutely no need for you to buy additional shields, if you just want to look around, you can ask me which armor you want to know.”

Suldak saw a knight's helmet with a mask hanging on the wall, but on the top of the helmet stood a bunch of white feathers like hound's tail, and a scale-like pattern was engraved on the forehead, obviously it was a helmet. A very delicate knight's helmet, the silver plating can still be seen without fading.

"This is the helmet worn by the battle priests in the temple. Now that they left the city of Hailansa, these things are left behind..." the shopkeeper said casually.

Suldak could imagine that a thief in the city must have sent this helmet here, but he didn't expect that this was the place where thieves sold their stolen goods. His eyes fell on the counter tablecloth, which was actually made of silk. It was just a little fluffy, looking at the cross stripes embroidered with silver thread, Suldak finally remembered that this pattern was seen on the outer wall of the temple that had been closed for a long time in the city.

"Is this a flag?" Surdak asked.

The owner walked back to the counter, lowered his eyes and stared at the tablecloth on the counter, and said with a sneer, "It's just a tablecloth that no one wants now, and everything in the temple is almost worthless now!"

Suldak found that the candlesticks and silver cups on the counter looked like they could only be found in temples. The shopkeeper coughed lightly and continued: "Maybe the Statue of Liberty has gone to other planes to relieve the suffering of other worlds." Or, she is not taking care of us now, we have to rely on ourselves!"

"Now there is only one guardian priest left in the temple in the city. I remember that in the heyday, there were seven priests and more than 20 priests in the temple. Every army in Hailansa City has priests to follow , Every wounded soldier will be treated in time on the battlefield, instead of the current situation where he can only lie on a stretcher and wait to die. In such an army, who would dare to rush to the front when fighting..."

Suldak had never seen priests on the battlefield, and he didn't know what kind of situation it was.

"Ouch!" Natasha screamed from the side, as if she had knocked on something, a torch stuck on the wall fell down and hit the ground.

Suldak hurried over and asked Natasha, "Are you injured?"

Natasha patted her full chest, like a frightened deer, and whispered to Suldak: "No, I accidentally touched this torch. I didn't expect it to be so heavy."

She struggled to pick up the torch that had fallen on the ground, and saw that the supporting seat where the torch handle was inserted had been cracked. Knowing that she had caused trouble, she glanced at Suldak in a panic.

Suldak patted Natasha's soft shoulders, gave her a look of 'everything belongs to me', and then said to the shopkeeper who came over: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the torch and stand you put here. If it is broken, I will pay you as much as I need!"

The shopkeeper looked at the crack on the support, and said indifferently: "It's okay, this torch is indeed too heavy, and it really doesn't fit here. I should put it back in the warehouse."

"Is this torch made of pure copper?" Seeing that Natasha was struggling to pick up the torch, she quickly reached out to take it, but the torch was so heavy in her hand that she almost dropped it, so she asked in surprise.

The shopkeeper laughed. He was about to pull out the damaged support from the wall, and said, "The surface is probably coated with a layer of magic red copper. Everything in the temple is like this. It's flashy. At first, I thought it was copper." The finished product looks very heavy, and I thought it would be worth a few dollars, but I didn’t expect it to be thrown here for several years and no one cares about it. It seems that I should find a chance to throw it into the furnace of the blacksmith’s shop and melt it into copper ingots. It should be worth more. How much money!"

There was an inexplicable suction force from the torch, which was similar to the feeling of holding a shining saber. Suldak watched the pattern on the surface of the torch light up with holy light after being infused with sacred breath. The dust covering the torch completely covered the Unable to stop, Suldak quickly withdrew his sacred aura, extinguishing the light from the torch pattern.

Surdak said to the shopkeeper, "How much do you sell this torch for?"

Seeing that Suldak really wanted to buy the torch, the shopkeeper immediately acted like a businessman, and said to Suldak: "Maybe after the torch is smelted, I guess I can still collect some magic red copper, so there are no three A... oh... five gold coins, I'm sure I won't sell them."

Natasha didn't expect that a torch would be so expensive, she almost shed tears in fright.

"This gold coin is my compensation to you. I bought the torch!" Suerdak readily took out five gold coins from his purse and placed them on the counter.

Pulling Natasha strides out of the thrift store.

"..."

Natasha hesitated whether to put the unpaid ball back into the net pocket.

The shopkeeper stood at the door and shouted to Natasha with a happy face: "This ball will be given to you for free..."

Chapter 403 Decision

There is a public bathroom in the dormitory of the Knight Academy, but only the teachers and students of the Knight Academy can enter it. Natasha followed the girls next door, Linna and Nedra, to take a bath in the public bathroom of the academy, while he stayed in the dormitory room. Put the torch with the bronze handle on the table, find a clean rag and carefully clean the dust and stains on the torch.

Until the pattern on the torch clearly emerged, Suldak found that the surface of the torch bought in the lighting magic store was actually engraved with complicated magic patterns. Like the shining saber, it did not have a gemstone base. When he put his hand on the On the handle of the torch, the heavy torch conveyed a metal and cold texture, and the moiré marks on it made the torch not so slippery to hold.

Suldak carefully injected the sacred aura in his body into the torch. The torch itself has a faint suction, and it actively guides the sacred aura to flow slowly along the specific magic lines on the torch. Where the sacred aura flows, The dark lines hidden on the torch will emit a stream of holy light, just like the sun breaking through the dark clouds in the sky, forming beams of light on the ground.

The top of the copper torch is designed like the female wall on the top of the watchtower. When the holy light is completely ignited, the light on the four walls of the torch gradually disappears, replaced by a sacred flame on the top of the torch.

The magic note kept sending signals to him in Suldak's magic pocket again, and then Suldak took the magic note out of the magic pocket, placed it on the table and flipped to the last page, Celia Magician Cooper held the railing with both hands, looked curiously at the torch in Suldak's hand, her eyes gradually brightened, pointed to the torch in Suldak's hand and said, "Where did you buy it?" The torch of holy light? It is said that this thing is a weapon blessed by the Statue of Liberty, and it is only a special weapon for the battle priests in the temple. Others pick up this torch and it is no different from ordinary iron!"

"Wait... I seem to have guessed it, maybe as long as you have the power of the holy light, you can light the holy torch!" Celia Cooper said excitedly.

"This torch is called the sacred torch?" Suldak asked suspiciously.

Celia Cooper stared at the torch with gritted teeth and some gloating, and said to Suldak: "That's right, back then the battle priests in the temple held sacred torches and flails and hunted black people all over the world." Magician, I really have a deep memory of this weapon!"

Suldak danced around the room twice casually. Apart from feeling slightly heavier, the sacred flame on the top of the torch danced with the torch, and it didn't feel any power.

"The holy light on this torch restrains all undead creatures!" Celia Cooper said, staring at the holy light torch.

"So that's how it is!" Suldak said, while stopping releasing the sacred breath, the torch in his hand was slowly extinguished, and said with a sad expression: "If you had this weapon when you participated in the winter hunting, Maybe Llewellyn won't die!"

"Maybe the one who died will be you!" Celia Cooper said to Suldak unceremoniously.

Suldak understood what Celia Cooper meant. In such a battle, he might be easily targeted by the necromancer. If it wasn't for a sneak attack, he really didn't have much confidence in defeating the necromancer who commanded a large number of undead .

Seeing the holy light on the torch in Suldak's hand slowly go out, Celia Cooper breathed a sigh of relief.

……

The moonlight outside the window left dim light grids on the floor. Beatrice and Hathaway sat opposite each other on the floor-to-ceiling window sill. Sipping a glass of golden cider, Beatrice had long hair hanging loose. She had just taken a shower, and the blush on her face hadn't faded. She looked up at the bright moonlight in the night sky, her eyes seemed a little blurred.

The lights in the city of Bena were extinguished one by one, leaving only the criss-crossing street lights to outline the outline of the entire city.

"Do you think what Cole Norton said is true?" Beatrice asked Hathaway softly, taking a sip of the golden cider.

Hathaway lowered her head and pondered for a while, before saying, "He has no reason to lie about this matter, it's of no benefit to him, he can't be so boring."

"Then are you going to Hailansa City?" Beatrice asked, staring at Hathaway with bright eyes.

Hathaway's heart moved slightly, but she asked stiffly, "Why?"

Beatrice replied as a matter of course: "Of course I went to him."

She suddenly stood up from the window sill, and said excitedly to Hathaway: "Speaking of which, what I saw that day should be correct. I always thought it was my hallucination, but I can be sure now that what I saw that day It must be him."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Hathaway was confused by what her best friend said, and her pale green eyes stared at Beatrice's fair face.

Beatrice seemed to be lost in memory, standing under the moonlight like water, and said: "I mean in the summer, we were still preparing for the graduation ceremony in the Swordsman Academy, and I seemed to see Sulda Ke Knight was standing outside the academy. He saw me, and of course you, but he left without meeting us for some reason. I saw his back when he turned around. At that time, I couldn’t be sure that it must be him. Now Looking back, he must have come to the Swordsman Academy to visit us."

Hathaway slightly raised her delicate eyebrows, looked at her best friend and asked, "Why haven't you ever mentioned this to me?"

Beatrice reached into her fluffy hair and scratched her head, and said with a silly smile, "I thought it was a hallucination?"

After she finished speaking, she lifted her nightgown, ran to the bed, dragged out the suitcase under the bed, opened the suitcase, and said, "I have to prepare, let me think about what I need to bring for the trip!"

"Are you really going to Hailansa City to find him?" Hathaway's eyes widened, and she felt her heart beating very hard.

Beatrice blinked at her best friend and said, "Of course, and it's not just me, it's us... If you don't go, don't regret it in the future!"

……

Suldak gently moved away the thighs and arms that were pressing on his body, got up quietly and walked to the terrace.

Breathing the fresh air in the morning, Suldak began to swing the craftsman's sword in his hand, silently recording the numbers in his heart, and later he would swing the shield to do five thousand parry movements, which must be done every day Thanks to the snow, he and Natasha finally had a little private space.

Every morning, he still has to take culture classes in the academy, and in the afternoon, he is more free. Not every afternoon has classes. After Pablo’s assistant teacher helped him adjust the schedule, life in the Knight Academy has become very easy, and he can occasionally go to Sword Gym and Darcy Christie compete in swordsmanship.

Suldak pushed open the door of the sword gym. Miss Jean at the front desk looked up at Suldak, pointed to the practice room inside, and indicated that Dacie Christie was also there. Suldak was in the hall of the sword gym. According to the weight of the weapon on the weapon rack, he chose a slightly heavier wooden sword, and walked into the practice room where Darcy Christie was with the wooden sword.