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It's too big. If I were the leader of your country, I would definitely feel very complicated. It turns out that a playboy is the captain. Wow!Thinking of it makes me feel funny, besides, your wooden weapon looks like a magic sword, and it's really strange that you say you are not the captain. "

"I am the vice-captain. The captain is a man resting on the carpet. This sword is a weapon passed down from my family."

"Handed down from generation to generation, it looks like a big and cumbersome weapon. I always feel that there seems to be a little impression in my mind. Alas, it doesn't matter anyway. Speaking of which, the wounded is the captain. Hmph, then I will despise your so-called hostage team even more. , this captain, as a leader, actually injured himself and became a burden on the team, no matter what the situation is, this is the most stupid result.”

A lot of thoughts were not over yet, and when he was about to continue to insult, the old man clearly felt the stinging and burning of his skin being cut by a weapon——Dun swung the giant sword on the old man's cheek at the peak.

"Shut up."

It left a huge wound that was deeper than the forehead, and slowly left a dark red hot liquid from the wound that tore the entire cheek.

There was no panic or fear because of the pain, but he still put away his exaggerated smile, sighed "ah", and turned his eyes back to the items in the bag.

"Why not heal them first?"

"Their wounds have no toxins or allergic reactions, and they are sleeping peacefully. For the wounded, this is the best state of rest. You just need to give them a warm space, and then put some herbs on their foreheads to maintain emotional stability. That's good, huh?"

During the search, the old man stopped his rough and fast movements, and slowly and cautiously got out of the bag, holding a silver broken blade about [-] centimeters long in both hands.

It is obvious that a long sword has been subjected to a powerful attack and turned into a piece of "scrap iron". Normal people will treat such items as waste when they see them, but the problem is that the old man in front of him is obviously not Taking it out carefully for fear of being assassinated is more like taking out a precious and rare treasure carefully out of the bag.

"Can you give me this thing? Hey, don't say I'm treating you badly. You seem to be very important to these two people. I don't mind using the best finished product to try to make these two recover in a short time. Maybe they can still recover." It is stronger, but you must give it to me!"

"Can."

Dun lightly nodded to indicate that there was no problem. The old man smiled happily like a child who got a toy, turned around and ran to the second floor, and put the broken blade, which is equivalent to a waste product, into the long wooden cabinet. .

"Vice-Captain, why is that Broken Blade favored by this pharmacist?"

While the old man moved to the second floor, Norther took advantage of this gap to ask Dun softly about the special features of Broken Blade.

The behavior of the old man is particularly cherished, and the vice-captain will put this kind of item in his luggage bag. It is not necessary to think about it, and you know that there must be something unusual about the item that is just trash in the eyes of outsiders.

"That's a bad product from the Ozazakoro family."

"Huh? Do you really want to give this old man the things of the Oxa Sakoro family?"

He really wanted to call him "dead old man" directly, but facing the vice-captain, Noser knew that he had to restrain himself to some extent.

"It is deliberately placed on the body for the sake of self-remembering at all times."

"Remember?"

"Excalibur, there are at least ten weapons in the world, and more than a dozen were damaged or disappeared. The Ousha Sakoro family once used forging technology to create artificial magic weapons, using the fragments of the broken Excalibur in the past as a medium. Manufactured and finally declared a failure, that Broken Blade is the product of failure.”

After the brief explanation, Noser's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. If the vice-captain hadn't stayed by his side, he might have opened his mouth wide and let out a scream.

"Vice, vice-captain, hurry up and take it back. If this happens, the dignity of the kingdom of swords will be insulted in the hands of this old man. Such a move is really unwise!"

Excalibur is the representative of the kingdom of swords, and it is the most spiritually symbolic item in the country. If the divine sword is broken or broken on the battlefield, it is equivalent to the defeat of the swordsmen of the kingdom of swords.

And giving up the divine sword, even if it's just a broken blade, to a stranger is like abandoning one's own dignity and face.

"Dignity is indeed very important, just like the glory of a swordsman is the only spiritual pillar that can fight against the Magic Kingdom, but if I can heal the captain and team members of the team, then I am willing to abandon it and bear the insults of the nobles."

"Vice-captain, it's obviously not your problem, it's the captain's fault, why did you sacrifice yourself so much?"

"Comrade Bavi Noser, be quiet."

"But--"

"Quiet."

Keeping the same calmness and lowness as before, the repeated words were like a stone hitting Noser's head, making the words he wanted to say forcefully swallowed back deep in his throat.

Noser, who has known each other for many years, is very clear that any more entanglement at this time will only make him suffer.

"Hey, thank you very much for your items. Don't worry, little wood and the handsome guy. I will definitely do my best to let the two wounded receive the most complete treatment. I will get up early for the collection tomorrow morning so that you can go faster, oops , Wood, the more I look at you, the more I like you, you are actually very handsome, I believe that in the future, I will definitely find the best goddess, the so-called good-hearted people will be rewarded, it will be no problem, hahaha!"

The old gentleman went down the stairs and returned to the first floor, and another bunch of annoying nonsense, but the tone was obviously a major change from before. If it was said that in the past few seconds, he regarded Dun as the existence of the lowly poor, then he is now like a nobleman. flattery.

Facing this old man, Dun decided that he had completed the deal, and he didn't intend to waste any more words, so he closed his eyes and entered into deep thought.

"You're just a pharmacist, why would you want something like that?"

Although he really wanted to reprimand the old man for being so brazen, but because of the vice-captain beside him, all Noser could do was complain verbally.

"Handsome boy, I am indeed a pharmacist, but did I mention it just now? I have many names, and one of them happens to be a blacksmith who forges weapons, so it's only natural that I like many materials, right? Ah Hahaha, alright, I won’t disturb the rest of you distinguished guests, don’t worry, I will definitely take good care of the two wounded!”

"It's better that way."

Norther crossed his displeased hands on his chest, and lowered his head like Dun next to him. As a result, his relaxed spirit allowed the exhausted man who had been riding the alpine cow all day to rush in. After a few seconds, he let out a slightly stronger breath. snore.

After confirming that Dun and Norther had fallen asleep, it should be said that the vigilance of Dun's strong body was not as strong as before, the old man turned his head and stared at the two wounded who were only a few centimeters away, showing his usual strange and disgusting expression. Strange smile.

"Hey, everything is on me, I promise, this pain will end soon."