Rebow really hopes to get a taste of Monach's famous bubble-filled wine as soon as possible, and even more so that he can see the famous carnival celebrations, enjoy the beautifully decorated ox carts, watch the young men and women in Monach dance the cheerful country dance, and enjoy the street artists plucking the brightly rhythmic folk music of the city.

But it was a pity that the carnival had passed, and at this moment he was walking towards the craftsman area under the guidance of two guards.

Monach's craftsman area is also well-known. The craftsmen here are considered to be the best weapon makers besides the Thors who are good at casting swords, although they are slightly inferior to those Thors in creating sharp swords.

But they have something worthy of their pride and pride, that is, the armor made here can definitely be called the most exquisite and powerful, and as we all know, the Thors who come and go, wield scimitars and rode fast horses, never wore those heavy armors.

What surprised Ruibo was that on this short street, which was only about one kilometer, were full of shops full of swords, and there were even one or two well-made armors at the doors of many shops.

Even if the shops here do not sell weapons, most of the goods sold are related to weapons, such as the hinges and screws of armor, various sword hilts and handguards, exquisitely decorated armored edges, and strangely shaped helmets.

All of this surprised Ruibo, who had never seen these, and these originally cold steel had now turned into wonderful art treasures.

The cold and sharp light adds a unique charm to these special works of art, which is undoubtedly a perfect combination of softness and hardness.

However, walking on this "game" decorated with countless strange art treasures is not a pleasant thing, because the deafening sound of steel hitting and impacting on the anvil is constantly heard on both sides of the street.

The loud noise of the noisy "jingle" was connected, making Ribo feel his mind swollen. After all, his ears were specially trained by the Killer King to capture any subtle sound in the quiet night. This was an ear that could even replace the eyes in the dark. This place was really not a suitable place for him.

Ruibo couldn't help but wonder where the killer king would hide at this moment and what method would he use to avoid the harassment of such omnipresent voices.

The two guards led him directly to the door of a shop. This shop felt one of the best on this long street. There were seven or eight pieces of armor in front of the door, and each piece of armor had a completely different style and charm.

Like other shops, it is also full of swords and swords, and rows of sharp halberds are inserted next to the innermost wall.

Every craft here looks so exquisite and detailed, with the gold-plated and beautiful lace inlaid, making each craft like an artistic treasure.

"The two superiors come to my simple shop, and I guess what is the mission of Grand Duke Fosse?"

Ruibo saw an old man running out of the store, with thick arms and a pair of huge calloused hands.

"Mr. Miluoen, the Grand Duke told us to lead this noble guest to come, and he is your real guest." One of the guards said with a smile.

The old man had already seen Ruibo, but he was always a little hesitant and could not determine whether the noble young master would be a real customer. However, he had already seen from Ruibo's expression and behavior that he was a boy from a foreign country.

"I'm just here to see, maybe I'll order one or two weapons by the way." Ruibo said in a message. As a clerk in the most prosperous port city, he naturally knew what method should be the most effective.

As he said that, he walked into the store, pulled out a thin sword and waved it twice.

Rebow had to admit that these weapons were not just good-looking, they were by no means the flashy things that could be seen everywhere on Frank's streets.

This sharp sword is definitely not just for the nobles to wear on their bodies as decoration. The tough and elastic sword body and the sharp and extremely chilling blade all prove that its true value is not just its beautiful shape and exquisite decoration embellishment.

However, Ruibo also knew very well that this thin sword was far from being a real masterpiece. Compared with the soft and tough thin sword tied under the long skirt by the willful and cunning princess, the weapon in his hand was nothing.

"A very good sword, but I have seen a more outstanding sword. Although the sword is not so exquisitely decorated, and not even a decent scabbard, the sword is much stronger than this one." Ruibo glanced at the shop owner, saw the owner's face showing a disapproval, and continued: "The sword that made me salivate was possessed by a girl younger than me. She hid the sword inside her long skirt. It was a rare good sword."

Hearing Ribo said this, the shopkeeper was obviously shocked, and he immediately said in surprise: "Is the thin sword you are talking about is the thin sword created by Master Henry Vaughn for His Highness Princess Shia?"

This time Ruibo just nodded, and he didn't say anything more.

The shop owner obviously knew at this moment that he was facing was definitely not an ordinary person. If he could be so close to Delizhi royal family members, he must be careful to serve him.

Thinking of this, the shop owner immediately changed his attitude and became more respectful and attentive.

"Although this extremely noble guest has never collected Mr. Henry Vaughan, the masterpiece of this master of imperial weapons, there are several other masters' works. Do you want to see them?"

Seeing Ruibo nodding slightly, the shop owner immediately walked quickly to the back. When he appeared again, a group of guys followed him.

In the hands of these guys, they all hold beautifully decorated brocade boxes. Some of these brocade boxes are made of exquisitely carved teak, while others are inlaid with exquisite enamel splicings. These brocade boxes alone are valuable. It is absolutely conceivable that the weapons hidden in these brocade boxes are definitely the best among the finest.

The shop owner carefully opened the brocade boxes one after another with his own hands. To Ruibo's surprise, the brocade boxes were covered with bare and undecorated weapons.

However, the cold cold air and sharp sharpness that emerged from these weapons made people afraid to look at them. All of this proved the extraordinaryness of these weapons.

Ruibo originally planned to choose a fine thorn sword, but all his attention was attracted by an extremely narrow and long two-handed sword, which was entirely because the sword body of the two-handed sword was covered with mysterious patterns.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these patterns may just be decorations for decoration, but in Ruibo's eyes, the patterns undoubtedly form a unique magic circle.

It was the power of the wind. Ruibo could even feel that he could communicate with the extremely sparse wind elves around him through this great sword. The patterns seemed to have built a bridge, allowing him to easily talk to the wind elves.

"This noble sir, I must express my apologies to you. Only this great sword can I not sell it to you. This great sword is a weapon customized by Grand Duke Locke. I invited Master Grod to complete the order. This is not an ordinary weapon, and it has not been completely completed at this moment. It can only be said to be a semi-finished product. If you can stay here for enough time, you must be lucky enough to see a scene that will last forever." The owner said quickly.

"I know that this two-handed sword has not been filled with magic. Once the power of the wind is injected into it, it will become a very powerful magic weapon." Ruibo said with the huge sword. The sword was even taller than him. The feeling of holding it in his hand was not like carrying a long sword at all, but more like carrying a heavy battle axe.

"It's very interesting design. It's indeed a powerful weapon, but it's obviously not easy to use and manipulate. I believe that the gentleman who customizes this weapon intends to use the power of wind to make this weapon light and flexible." Ruibo said with a chuckling. Suddenly he remembered that he happened to have the items that completed the weapon, and those ointments that could make his body extremely light can be used as a medium for instilling the power of wind.

Ruibo also wanted to see the true power of such a magic sword. A magic weapon that has just been built is definitely not something that can be seen often.

For an excellent thief, it is really easy to take out something while someone is not paying attention. He quietly applied the blue ointment on the sword body, and a crystal blue light immediately appeared on the sword body.

As if Ruibo had gained inspiration from the more and more wind elves gathered around him, a mysterious spell that had never existed in his memory suddenly jumped out of his mind.

With the sound that seemed like a murmur, Ribo only felt that the power of the wind was like a surging wave, and it continued to flow towards the long sword he held in his hand.

The originally dim blue light became brighter and more dazzling, and the bright light enveloped the entire store.

When the sword shone with a strange blue light, the shop owner originally planned to stop the foreign boy from doing something unknown, but he was immediately shocked by the scene that followed.

As Monach's most famous craftsman and shop owner, he would never have seen the scene of filling magic weapons with magic weapons. Because of this, when the blue light gradually lit up, he immediately understood what was going on.

At the same time, he immediately knew the identity of the foreign boy in front of him. Only a magician could fill the magic weapon with energy.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that he had not been too unreasonable to the young man just now. Even if he put aside the noble identity he might have, he was a magician and did not dare to offend him at all.

No matter who it is, they know very well what it means to offend and despise a magician. These people with special abilities are not bound by the secular and the law at all. They are undoubtedly death-like characters to ordinary people. Among the widely circulated stories, all those who offend the magician have a chilling and miserable ending.

In fact, it was not only the shop owner who was worried and scared. Even the two guards kept recalling whether they had disrespect for this foreign boy just now. Seeing this scene in front of them, they already knew what kind of identity the person they were with.

At this moment, they finally understood why Prince Henride was so respectful to this young man that he even felt that his prince had humiliated the dignity of the Kingdom of Delik. Since the crown prince of Delik was so obedient to the envoys sent by a weak neighbor, it not only caused great damage to his own majesty, but also made them, such great people, feel ashamed.

Now that they knew the true identity of this young man, the two guards felt a sudden realization

At this moment, on the avenue leading to the old town in Monach City, a elegantly decorated carriage was slowly driving. Suddenly, a man poked his head out of the car window. His age was between middle-aged and old, and his neatly combed hair even supported the towering forehead.

The older middle-aged man looked into the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes appearing so focused and solemn.

"Master Cottle, what's wrong with you?" he asked anxiously, sitting on the carriage. He was obviously younger than the one he was asking about, and his elegant and luxurious dress proved how noble his identity was.

"Dear Grand Duke, I just feel the restlessness of a powerful wind. If my feeling is not wrong, it is the magic fluctuation caused by the resonance of the wind. However, I really cannot guess who resonates with the wind. As far as I know, only the magician Vienter in the entire kingdom has such strength. At this moment, Vienter is probably waiting by the side of Grand Duke Kane and dare not leave. Could it be that Grand Duke Kane would come to this remote southern county with such enthusiasm at this moment? Could it be that he is so brave and does not mind the grudges and entanglements of his family and the Foss family for centuries?" The magician frowned and said to himself.

"Has the Kane family reached an understanding with the Foss family?" The noble man also frowned. He was obviously deeply confused by this unexpected discovery.

"The civil strife that year made these two families a feud. It is hard for me to imagine that a stubborn person like Grand Duke Foss would once again believe in the words of a feud. They turned against the Kane family and became enemies in the civil strife. The betrayal of the Kane family caused them to be severely damaged. Could it be that Grand Duke Foss will ignore past grudges? Are they not afraid of being deceived again?" The Grand Duke continued to ask.

"If I had a pair of eyes like Master Og who could see through the past and the future, I might be able to give you an accurate answer, but it's a pity that there is only one person in the Delizhi Kingdom who can see through everything, and that person is not me." The magician said calmly.

"Master, look, what should we do more appropriately when such unexpected changes occur at this moment?" the great man said worriedly.

"Duke, isn't you here at Monah this time to retrieve your customized two-handed sword and other weapons used to equip a team of knights? If you don't plan to change your itinerary, why worry about whether this will affect you."

"You have not already formulated a countermeasure to deal with this accident. Are you planning to overturn your original idea at this moment? If so, you can consider going to Grand Duke Foss's mansion for a private visit. Perhaps the answers to Grand Duke Foss can be revealed to you. At that time, you can completely reconsider your plan." The magician said slowly.

"It seems that I have to visit Grand Duke Foss. As far as I know, Grand Duke Foss has also been invited to join Grand Duke Sham's camp? Maybe we can have a common language." The Grand Duke said with a smile.

"You really believe that a person like Grand Duke Fosse will truly support that miser? How sincere do you have to do with Grand Duke Sham?" The magician also smiled and said, "Isn't you joining Grand Duke Sham's alliance to survive in this chaos? I'm afraid that only Grand Duke Sham is dreaming of seizing the royal power in the southern county provinces. Is the reason why other people are willing to unite is to be more confident when fighting Grand Duke Bashenmon and the Kane family?"

"Master, do you mean?" The great man carefully pulled up the curtain and approached the magician and asked.

"Since the alliance has been formed, the use of Sham is no longer important. I am afraid that no one will be regarded as a weapon for random use by this cowardly and greedy guy, and no one is willing to be the stingy wallet and warehouse for this miser to beg for. I believe that Grand Duke Foss has a much more eager intention than others in this matter. I guess that Grand Duke Foss may have listed a long list of goods and handed over to Grand Duke Foss."

"Have you seen Grand Duke Sham's greedy face, didn't he also want to arrange financial officials to your subordinates? Maybe now is the time to let this miser suffer the consequences. Since the alliance has been established, replacing Grand Duke Sham and finding a suitable person to take over him may be a more suitable choice for everyone." The magician said in a low voice, with an unfathomable smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"That miser is hard to deal with. I'm afraid no one is his opponent in the south, and his power is fine. The most troublesome thing is the corps he owns." Grand Duke Locke said worriedly.

"He is indeed difficult to deal with when leading the Southern Corps, but at this moment, the Southern Corps may not be willing to completely obey the command of this stingy man. However, we really don't need to make ourselves the targets hated by the stingy man. It may be the best choice to let Grand Duke Foss stand out." The magician nodded and said

In the distance, Ruibo stood straight in the center, and in front of him was a thick iron armor, which was the armor used in the store to test the power of weapons.

He raised the sword with a total blue light to his chest, and the sharp sword tip pointed straight at the iron armor.

Suddenly, with a burst of blue light flashing, Ruibo held the hilt of the sword with one hand and stabbed it out with all his strength.

This is the trick that Kelle taught him to use against a knight wearing full armor when he had no choice but to use the method of stabbing to attack at as far as possible, and then stay as far away from the opponent regardless of success or failure.

In order to hone this move, Ruibo has suffered a lot. The training course of the Killer King is definitely not easy to pass, and this move is definitely quite difficult even in those rigorous training.

Because of this, when Ruibo retreated back to his original place like lightning, the long sword in his hand also returned to his level again, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the target, even he himself was quite satisfied with the attack just now.

At this moment, the thick armor seemed to have not suffered any damage at all. Only the most careful person could see that there was an extremely neat scar on the left part of the armor.

Maybe ordinary people can't understand the mystery and power of this blow, but the people standing next to them all have great eyesight.

The two guards even covered their left chests at the same time, as if the one that was penetrated was their heart. As knights, they naturally knew very well how fatal this attack would be. What they could not imagine was that the one who could strike such an attack was not a famous knight, but a young man who obviously should be a magician.

What a strange magician this is. Although these two guards did not know which powerful and deadly magic he was good at, it was definitely an extremely dangerous thing for them to even engage in close combat with this young man.

The shop owner was obviously already shocked, and he was also puzzled, because he had never seen a magician with such excellent martial arts.

"This sword is pretty good, but it is not suitable for me." Ruibo sighed, and he glanced around and shook his head: "I'm sorry there are no weapons I need here. I originally planned to find a fine thorn sword that is as easy to carry as Princess Shia."

Hearing this, the shop owner came to his senses. He seemed to suddenly realize it and immediately said: "The sword used by Princess Xiya is a fine product made by Master Henry Vaughan, and the thin sword was specially designed for the special needs of His Princess. Ordinary people do not need to hide weapons and not reveal them at all."

"I can definitely guarantee that even if you go around this place, you will never be able to find the kind of weapon you need. However, if you give me a week, I can definitely help you customize a sword like this. It is a great honor. One of the masters who are best at creating swords is in Monach. I can ask him to make weapons for you." The shop owner said extremely attentively.

"I really don't need such excellent weapons. After all, I am not a warrior. My martial arts are just for myself and self-defense. When I face the enemy, I only want to have a weapon that is easy to hide and use. Compared with the texture and performance of the weapon, I care more about its purpose." Ruibo said calmly.

"If this is the case, just give me a day to create a weapon that satisfies you. What are your requirements for this weapon?" the owner said immediately.

"The length of the sword body is about one meter and three meters, and the widest place does not need to exceed one centimeter. Please help me build the sword body as thin and light as possible. If you don't need a blood groove, it will make the sword difficult to bend." Speaking of this, Ruibo glanced at the exquisitely decorated and elegant armor in the store. These armors had already attracted his attention, because the patterns of these armors were covered with some dark black colors, and these dark black patterns made the armor look particularly beautiful and luxurious.

But what Ribo really cares about is not how elegant these decorations make the armor become. What he really cares about is the deep black scroll.

"I want to know what these blacks are. They don't look like paint." Ribo asked tentatively.
To be continued...