The shop owner immediately seemed a little proud, and even the two guards had a smile on their faces.

"You must not know that this is the most famous unique craft in our store. The black stripes you see are actually the orange gold you usually see every day. The gold is painted onto steel. This is a special craft that only our store has." The owner introduced proudly.

"Okay, just apply this 'black' gold on my sword body to make my sword more elegant and beautiful." Ruibo said with a smile.

The shop owner who didn't know the true meaning of Ribo couldn't help but frown. He quickly and enthusiastically advised: "Sir, there is one thing you may not know. Although this kind of gold painted is indeed beautiful, it is not practical. Generally speaking, the armor created in this way is only used to participate in the celebration. On the real battlefield, no one will wear them to charge. Also, unless you just want to make your sword a pure decoration, I would advise you not to use these excessively luxurious decorations."

The shop owner saw a look of disapproval on Ruibo's face, so he could only sigh and continue to explain: "Sir, you don't know that although this process of applying gold to steel is beautiful, it has a fatal weakness, that is, the black gold painted with ellipse is extremely sparse, so it is easy to get stained with other colors, such as blood on others' bodies, and it is not easy to wipe off these variegated colors."

The owner's words made Ruibo feel excited because he immediately realized that everything the old man said was exactly what he needed most. If the black painted on it really likes to absorb it like a sponge, then the venom he prepared had the best place to sit, which undoubtedly avoided the trouble of always applying the sharp blade with the rag full of venom before using his weapon.

Rebow glanced around, and another discovery gave him some enlightenment.

I saw a long halberd placed on the corner of the wall. This long halberd was obviously used to decorate the facade, so its surface was covered with patterns, and those patterns were what Ruibo was really interested in.

The patterns were obviously overlapping feathers, the slightly thick feather core seemed to be thick blood vessels, and the down curled and neatly arranged down also reminded him of the fine blood nets covered under his skin.

"I am very grateful for your reminder, but I still insist on the need I mentioned just now. In addition, I also want to carve the pattern of feathers on my sword body, just like the long halberd beside the wall." As he said, Ruibo gently drew a slightly curved line on the table next to him with his index finger: "I hope that the feathers carved on the sword body will be arranged like this. Finally, I have a little requirement that my sword does not require too large hilts, nor does it require to install a guard. Everything is the same as the protective sword that Princess Xiya has. The only difference is that my sword must have a hollow hilt and an opening that can inject liquid into the hilt."

Speaking of this, both the two guards and the shop owner had obviously guessed the real purpose of this mysterious noble boy. These three people couldn't help but gasp.

After understanding everything, the shop owner became more and more cautious, while the two guards involuntarily took a step back and kept a certain distance from the noble boy from a foreign country.

At this moment, they finally truly understood why His Highness, their prince, was so respectful to this young man. At this moment, they were absolutely sure that anyone who knew everything this young man had would give him the respect he deserved with great caution and carefulness, because this young man undoubtedly had the same identity as the god of death.

These two guards could no longer imagine what kind of person could be more dangerous and terrifying than the boy in front of him. At this moment, in their eyes, even the "bloodthirsty" leader with a bad temper and fierce personality and superb martial arts seemed much cute and friendly. At least the "bloodthirsty" leader Baron Wald never had to fill with poisonous weapons to seize other people's lives.

As if in order to deepen the fear and concern of the people, Ruibo gave a long list of orders that made them frightened. The flying knives and particularly slender and short crossbow arrows undoubtedly proved their original speculation that the real knight would never use this weapon.

But neither the two guards nor the shop owners would think that the order listed was just children's toys.

When the mysterious VIP left, the elderly shop owner seemed to be exhausted. Looking at the long list in his hand, he felt a chill surge from the soles of his feet. He was very knowledgeable in his life, but he had never seen a person like that foreign boy.

At this moment, he calmed down and remembered the feeling that this young man gave him when he first entered the store. He was usually simple and amiable. Except for the simple aristocratic temperament that appeared on him, there was nothing that made people feel eye-catching and conspicuous.

The old shop owner absolutely believed that if the young man stood among a group of peers, he would never be particularly noticeable. However, when he thought about it now, this was the most terrifying thing. Only by truly knowing the strength and the degree of danger he possessed would he discover how terrible and insidious his kind and plain and harmless appearance was.

Just as the shop owner felt increasingly fear, suddenly there was a noise of a noisy carriage coming from outside the door. It was obvious that the carriage was parked at the door of his shop.

The exhausted old man had to stand up and run towards the door again.

The owner was slightly stunned for this unexpected visitor. He felt very strange. He had some good luck today. In fact, VIPs with extremely noble status visited his shop one after another.

However, the shop owner did not hesitate. He immediately put on the attentive expression and hurriedly met him.

"Dear Lord Locke, your visit again makes the shop shine brightly. I believe you are here to get your customized two-handed sword. I can guarantee that it is definitely a stunning work, almost perfect."

Grand Duke Locke didn't care about the shop owner's extremely attentive and tactful compliments. He had already heard too much and tired of hearing such compliments.

Following the shop owner into the shop, looking at the treasured weapons made by the masters in the shop, the grandfather felt extremely strange. Could it be that the shop owner had guessed that he was about to arrive or that a VIP had just left?

However, Grand Duke Locke's attention was quickly attracted by something, and the one that attracted his attention was the customized two-handed sword.

"Miluan, how did you complete my order? I don't know that you have the face to invite a magician besides the weapons-making masters." Grand Duke Locke said in a difficult letter. He really couldn't imagine that ordinary people could be able to climb up with a magician. Even Grand Duke Foss only recognizes a few magicians, and it is definitely not easy to ask these magicians to help him.

What was beyond the expectation of Grand Duke Locke, before the old shop owner could answer, the magician he brought slowly walked towards the big sword. From that extremely solemn expression, Grand Duke Locke could already see that this matter was definitely not simple, and he no longer spoke.

The middle-aged magician carefully stroked the big sword with blue light, then twisted his fingers, put his fingers under his nose and sniffed them gently, then slowly turned around and said seriously to Grand Duke Locke, "It seems that the resonance of the wind I felt just now is to fill the magic energy for this big sword. It's a pity that we are one step late, otherwise we will be able to see this rare scene."

Speaking of this, he slowly raised his arm and raised his fingers stained with the faint blue ointment to his eyes. After observing with concentration for a while, the middle-aged magician sighed and said, "I finally know how shallow I was in the past. I always thought that there was no better alchemist than me in the Deli Kingdom. At this moment, there was a living proof that just a moment ago an alchemist, who was at least equivalent to me, had visited this shop."

"In other words, two magicians have been here just now? One of them is an extremely superb alchemist, and the other is a magician who is quite good at controlling the wind?" Grand Duke Locke asked immediately with a terrifying look, turning his head to the elderly shop owner.

At this moment, the shop owner was obviously scared to death. As an ordinary person, he naturally could not tell how powerful a magician was, but he had more or less heard of some things about magicians. At least one thing he knew was that the power of a magician was proportional to his age.

"No two magicians have ever been to me. I can be sure that there is only one person unless another magician was invisible just now, and I didn't notice it at all." The shop owner said with a panic expression.

"An alchemist who can resonate with the wind and has the ability to communicate freely?" The magician showed an incredible expression. He frowned and shook his head slowly and said, "I never knew that there was such a brilliant alchemist hidden."

"If I read it correctly, I'm afraid he's a foreigner. He must be very familiar with His Highness Princess Xiya, because he customized a sword that is exactly the same as that Princess Xiya has in me." The owner said quickly.

"Customized Sword? What does the magician do for you to customize Sword? Is he going to give the Sword to someone?" Grand Duke Locke asked blankly, and he was becoming more and more surprised at this moment.

On the contrary, the accompanying magician obviously heard some of the reputation from these words.

"His Highness Princess Xiya? Didn't Princess Xiya go to the Kingdom of Francis with her brother, Prince Henride as diplomatic envoy? Has Prince Henride returned to Deli? Are they here now meeting Grand Duke Foss? Could it be that the magician I have never heard of was brought back from the Kingdom of Francis?" At this point, the magician glanced at Grand Duke Locke.

Although Grand Duke Locke was a little slow to react, he was not a fool after all. He immediately understood what the magician wanted to tell him.

They had already discussed the current situation on the carriage just now, and at this moment, the prince who suddenly returned to China has obviously become the most powerful pawn.

However, he also felt a little worried, because the prince suddenly appeared in the chess game. Although it was a great opportunity, it was also possible to make the already chaotic chess game even more messy. Grand Duke Locke began to hesitate, and he was worried that things would become out of control.

Unlike the common people, Grand Duke Locke has more or less knowledge of the prince. If he was in the past, he might be very optimistic about this prince because his prince possesses all the qualities of becoming a wise king.

But at this moment he felt a little confused because he was very worried that this prince, who had no strength at the moment, would be the first target that everyone wanted to eliminate. The prince's identity as the legal heir to the throne was enough to kill him.

Just as Grand Duke Locke was hesitating, he suddenly saw his accompanying guard being interested in the iron armor used to test the power of the blade of a weapon.

"Ross, have you seen anything interesting?" asked Grand Duke Locke, and he walked towards the armor.

"There is a very small wound here." The escort immediately pointed to the left of the armor and said, his expression as serious as the magician had just now.

Grand Duke Locke glanced at the narrow but extremely fatal gap. Perhaps he knew nothing about the magician's world, but he was an absolute expert in martial arts.

Just after looking at the gap, his face also showed a serious and serious expression. However, after a moment of thinking, he became calm again. He smiled and said, "Since Prince Henride has returned, the accompanying wind knights who were guarding His Highness came here. These wind knights all have superb martial arts, not to mention that there is the famous Lord Foster, who can easily stab such a fatal and accurate sword."

Hearing Grand Duke Locke say this, the shop owner could no longer bear it. He didn't want this very good distinguished guest to make any mistakes. Among his many customers, this Grand Duke is the kindest and most generous one. With the strength and identity that the boy possesses, if he is a little negligent, the final result will probably be extremely fatal.

Thinking of this, the shop owner hurriedly approached with a look of fear and fear on his face. He said carefully: "Dear Lord, I must clarify one thing. The wounds left on this iron armor were left by the great sword created for you by experiments. The one who waved the sword was not any of the famous wind knights you think, but the magician himself. Maybe you can't believe it. In fact, I absolutely could not imagine that there would be a magician with extremely superb martial arts in this world, but this is indeed a fact I saw with my own eyes."

"A magician who is skilled in martial arts?" Grand Duke Rock was shocked. The news was obviously also full of extreme shock to others. Because of this, the store became extremely quiet for a moment, and only the jingling iron sound coming from outside.

"My grandpa, can you explain to me what this scar on the armor means? Just as you know nothing about the magic world, I am also very unfamiliar with martial arts. After all, there are almost only the ones I have just heard of at this moment." The magician came over and asked.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then gently stroked the neat cut and explained: "If I use a long sword, I can also stab such a wound. However, if it is a big sword with both hands, I can do nothing. Even if the long sword I customized becomes lighter due to the power of magic, its own mass has not been reduced at all. Therefore, if I want to be so light and fast and without a trace of shaking after making a move, I may not be able to do it with my strength."

"It can be said that if I had faced such an opponent, I would never have been close to him within two meters. I would have been more willing to use bows and arrows or heavy crossbows to deal with that opponent, rather than fighting with him with martial arts."

Hearing the Grand Duke say this, the accompanying magician obviously understood the strength of the magician who was unknown to him. He sighed slightly and said, "I believe that if you stay away from your opponent, you will die faster. Don't forget that he is a magician. Keeping a distance from the magician will undoubtedly be closer to the embrace of the God of Death."

The great prince obviously understood this truth as well, and he nodded silently.

"Dear Grand Duke, I'm afraid that even if you keep a certain distance, you will also put you in an extremely dangerous situation. Here is a list, which you can definitely see with your eyesight, what this means." As he said that, the shopkeeper handed the list in front of Grand Duke Locke.

Grand Duke Locke just glanced at the list and his face turned pale immediately.

Because as soon as he saw the considerable number of flying knives listed on the list, as well as the size and style of the arrows, he immediately understood what the unknown magician in this store would do. These were definitely not weapons used by open knights and warriors, and their users often had creepy identities.

As soon as he thought of such a person standing here just a moment ago, he felt his pores open all over his body. When he thought of other abilities that the unknown special person had, there was nothing more fear and fear than an assassin with superb martial arts and able to perform powerful magic.

This sudden fear made him even forget that the shopkeeper was standing beside him. He asked the magician next to him in panic: "What is the purpose of Prince Henride bringing such a character back to Delizhi? Did Grand Duke Foss already know the existence of this person?"

The magician glanced at the shop owner standing next to him, and said calmly: "I am afraid that this question will only have an accurate answer after visiting Grand Duke Foss. No guess at this moment will be of no help. Maybe we have been staying here for too long. If we can get faster, maybe we can see the Prince who has returned smoothly on the dinner table."

Grand Duke Locke, who had calmed down a little, had noticed that it was obviously inappropriate to talk about important secrets here. He nodded and instructed the shop owner to wrap his customized long sword.

Just as the grand duke was about to leave the store, the owner suddenly approached him carefully and said, "Dear grand duke, there is one thing I must tell you that the special guest who came here before you have an incredible age."

Speaking of this, the shop owner couldn't help but look around, as if searching for the eyes that the legendary magician used to peek at.

Perhaps the existence of the magician around him made him feel a little relieved, and he continued, "That distinguished guest looked like my little grandson was about the same age. When he first stepped into my shop, I didn't even pay attention to him. He was like a boy who was easily overlooked by others."

The owner's words obviously shocked and unbelievable to everyone again. The Grand Justice of Locke planned to continue asking, but he was stopped by the magician around him.

"After seeing Grand Duke Foss, you will have the answer." The magician said slowly.

Grand Duke Locke nodded. He was about to walk out of the shop, but suddenly stopped as if he remembered something. He turned to the shop owner and said, "I'm glad you told me this. This allowed me to avoid making some fatal mistakes. The great sword you built for me also made me very satisfied. It is obviously a rare masterpiece. I will immediately ask my housekeeper to settle your payment for the goods. In addition, this is an additional reward I will give you to reward you for the service you give me."

As he said that, the Grand Duke took off a ring from his index finger. A huge emerald was inlaid on the ring. He gently threw the ring out.

The shop owner quickly took the ring with extremely light and skillful movements, and a more attentive and respectful smile appeared on his old face. In addition, he kept complimenting the generosity of Grand Duke Locke

The carriage slowly drove, and Grand Duke Rock looked out the window, then carefully pulled the curtains. He sighed heavily and muttered to himself: "It seems that there are new changes now, and the situation has become more complicated. The things that were originally placed on the table have already made me feel upset. Now I have to be more careful of the power hidden in the dark."

"I thought you would be happy about it." The magician next to him suddenly said calmly.

This was obviously beyond the expectations of Grand Duke Locke. He hurriedly said: "Master, I am very clear that I am not a wise person. Please give me more clear guidance. Obviously, you have seen a glimmer of hope, but I am still in the dark."

The magician just smiled faintly at Grand Duke Locke's compliment. He said slowly in an extremely long tone: "Duke, you should be glad that you already know that there are things you have not paid attention to in the dark. Those chess players who are worried are staring at other people's boards. They don't realize the fear you have seen. You who can see further than others have more advantages and opportunities?"
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