Gold is Justice

Knocking on the door, Whiskey's sleepy face appeared in front of the two of them.

"Huh? Boss of Little Liquor? The assassin of Song of the Mermaid? What's the matter with you so early?"

The boss of Little Liquor nodded lightly, walked into the blacksmith shop, and said, "I want to ask you for a favor. Cream, take out your two weapons."

Cream didn't quite understand it, but he took out the Double Edge of Nature and placed it on the table in the blacksmith's shop.

The Double Edge of Nature has completely changed now, and the short sword held in the right hand has now shrunk to the size of a dagger.And the one held in the left hand was obviously consumed too much. Now there is really only one spike left, and there is almost no place for the handle now.

Looking at these two wooden weapons, Whiskey seemed somewhat incomprehensible.He looked at the two weapons, then at Cream, and said, "In terms of workmanship...it's really exquisite. But if it's carpentry, maybe you should find polyester to be more accurate?"

Little Liquor shook his head, stretched out his hand to grab the sleeve arrow on Cream's left wrist, and said, "Mr. Whiskey, can you please install this wooden spike on this machine? The action catapults out."

Whiskey walked over, looked at the Shuriken Mechanism on Cream's wrist, checked it up and down, nodded and said: "This is no problem, there is a monster's Mechanism in it, it should be no problem if it is installed. Give me some time, but I don't think it will take much time."

He took off the sleeve arrow, took the whiskey and began to study it.The owner of Little Liquor watched the blacksmith continue to operate here, and said slowly: "The weapon in the left hand has degenerated and can no longer be held in your hand. Instead of insisting on holding it, it is better to disguise it as a concealed weapon It’s more suitable. It can be made into a boxing sword, or it can be made into a sharp weapon for sneak attack and assassination, it all depends on how you usually use it.”

Afterwards, the bar owner picked up another wooden dagger, weighed it in his hand for a while, and said slowly: "As for this active weapon, it is to tell you that in the future, you should remember more closely that you are An Assassin. Since you are an Assassin, you should not always think about engaging the enemy head-on. The shortness of the weapon also means that you must always keep this in mind.”

When handing over the wooden dagger to Cream, the assassin who used to make himself appear on the frontal battlefield seemed to have finally thought of something.After thinking for a while, he solemnly raised his hands and took over the natural short blade.After playing with it in his hand for a while, a wave of self-confidence finally began to spread from the bottom of his heart, and then he inserted the blade into the scabbard at his waist.

"Then, I'll go first. You can take it yourself after the weapon is made. In addition, regarding the cost..."

The owner of the small spirits yelled at the whiskey in it very coolly——

"The fee will be charged to Song of the Mermaid, there is no problem."

Whiskey raised his hand that was still holding the hammer, and said with a smile, "Of course it's no problem! This time, you can entrust me with a job without haggling over the price. It's really nice to be able to make such a fortune from President Airl." It's so cool! Ah, but don't worry, I won't open my mouth like a lion, hahaha!"

Regarding this, Cream could only smile awkwardly now, and stopped talking.

As the sun gradually rises, the whiskey work is also proceeding in an orderly manner.

Cream leaned against the door, listening to the continuous sounds of blacksmithing and grinding.

As time passed, he seemed to finally have a general feeling of relief.He has even decided to go back to everyone in the guild immediately after the weapon is crafted, and then have a good chat with the guild leader, talking about his thoughts in the past few days...

No matter how bad the thoughts are, how terrible the thoughts are, including your own worries, your own sadness, your own despair... everything, you must talk to the president as much as you want!

It doesn't matter even if his words offend the president because of this, because he feels that he must trust the president and everyone in Song of the Mermaid!

"What's going on outside? It's so noisy in the early morning?"

Just as he was thinking, Cream gradually heard the noise from the street outside.

It's a little strange that in this rainy day, it's so lively outside.

Whiskey, who was carefully drawing lines on the iron sheet with a charcoal pencil, said, "Who knows, maybe your president started selling those flower fairies again."

It's right to think so, Cream smiled, and didn't care about the noise outside, and said: "Well, speaking of our president, we really can do anything for money. Two days ago, we recruited Doing business and traveling, sitting in the middle of the vendor to sell the products of the flower fairy. It really looks like it can't get out of the money."

Whiskey laughed and said: "Indeed, indeed! I have never seen anyone who values ​​money more than your president in my life. Wanting to make money from him is like killing him. But then again , Throughout the ages, it is estimated that your president is the only one who can think of a way to let the flower fairies get along with us humans to make money. Really! Your president is simply a born businessman, and you will not let go of the goblin's money. "

Leaning against the wall, Whiskey couldn't help laughing when he heard the noise outside, and nodded slightly: "Oh, our guild leader is like this. There is still a blood in our guild. I am really worried about the future of our guild. Will it be involved in any incidents related to the blood race?"

Whiskey picked up the file and rubbed one of the shrapnel carefully, and said while working: "What? Does your guild still have work to communicate with the blood race?"

Cream spread his hands and said helplessly: "In this world, is there such a terrible situation as a small guild breaking into the blood clan's stronghold? But our president It seems that I really believe in the feeling of that vampire. Well, although I don’t hate cheese, I don’t think that other vampires will be as hostile to humans as the vampires in our guild. I’m really worried that one day we will If the guild accepts some weird missions and ends up having to meet those blood clan elders, the scene shouldn't be too beautiful!"

Speaking of this, Cream raised a finger and said with a smile: "But do you know what I'm more worried about than this scene?"

Whiskey turned around: "What are you worried about?"

Cream shrugged: "I'm even more worried that our president will say some weird theories again, and as a result, those blood races who have always kept a distance from us humans will also start to want to do business with us humans. Can you imagine that one day in the future, a large group of blood races will walk around our Pelican Town anytime and anywhere like the current flower fairies?"

Whiskey raised his head, closed his eyes and imagined for a while, then immediately trembled all over, and said with an embarrassed smile: "In that case, our Pelican Town will really become a town that never sleeps... so many blood races... ...haha...scary...seriously."

Cream tilted his head: "Isn't it? I just hope that our president should try to keep calm for things like money. Money can be made again, but if something goes wrong in some links, then no matter how much money we make It doesn't help either."

After some trimming, the whiskey finally built the machine.After screwing in a few screws, the blacksmith nodded, as if he was very satisfied with the weapon in his hand, and turned it over to Cream with a smile: "Okay! Try it out! I'll adjust it if it doesn't feel right."

Taking the weapon, Cream clasped it on his left wrist.Whiskey turned to deal with those loose tools.But when the blacksmith finished cleaning up and turned his head to look, he suddenly shouted in shock, "No! You're pretending to be reversed!"

Cream was taken aback, looked at the buckle on his wrist, and said, "It's reversed? Where is it reversed?"

Whiskey sighed, walked over and said, "Isn't your sleeve arrow able to shoot flying arrows? Before, your flying arrows were shot from the back of your hand, but now because of the position adjustment, I changed it to shoot from the palm of your hand." That side fired. So that wooden spike should have ejected as a sword on the back of the hand!"

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The blacksmith came over and tried to readjust the buckle of Cream: "But now you put it upside down, and the spike is on the palm side. In this case, once the spike pops out, it is very likely to hurt your fingers... ...Ah, don't move around! Alas, I should really adjust it to the fool's installation mode for you, so that you won't install it backwards."

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Perhaps it was because Whiskey kept trying to unbutton Cream's wrist, but Cream felt that this decoration fit his wrist very well.So, with a slight movement of his wrist, the next moment, the position mechanism of the Hidden Blade below was touched, and it popped out with a whoosh!

At that moment, Whiskey turned pale with fright.

He looked at Cream's palm nervously, as if the next moment, the assassin's finger would be cut off by the ejection of the Hidden Blade, and fly out!

But what you can see...

The wooden spike popped out from the position of Cream's incomplete ring finger as if it had been set long ago.At first glance, the spike seemed like a perfect replacement for his missing finger.

Whiskey silently looked at the weapon on Cream's wrist, looking back and forth for a long time.

After he finally let go of his hand, the blacksmith nodded slightly as if he understood something, and said, "I see...it can only be said to be a predestined destiny."

Cream raised his hand and gradually clenched his left fist.After the hand was completely clenched into a fist, the spike stretched out from the gap of his ring finger, like a well-coordinated fist and sword.

He nodded, shook his hand slightly, and the spike retracted into his wrist again, turning into a piece of equipment that was very suitable for concealment.

"Thank you, Mr. Whiskey."

"Okay, okay! It's an eye-opener for me! This has given me a good subject. If there are any weapons used by people with physical disabilities, they can be designed without following the physique of ordinary people. Hmmmm Well, that's very interesting! Ah, but don't worry, I'm not going to chop off people's limbs to design weapons. Hahaha!"

Cream was a little speechless, but he couldn't say anything now, so he could only nod his head slightly.

Turning his head, he listened to the hustle and bustle outside the door, and he himself let out a little breath.

Imagining that I will describe my emotions during this period of time with the members of my guild later, I am more or less nervous.

But it's okay to be nervous!Because he has already decided.

Decided to reveal this matter completely, and decided to once again step into the gate of Mermaid Song as an official member!

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The hand that appeared in front of him made Buzz startled!But just one hand is not enough to make this combat-experienced paladin hesitate.

He tilted his head slightly to the side, and easily dodged the hand.

But at the next moment, a spike suddenly shot out from the wrist, and after sweeping away, Bass only felt his face suddenly go cold, and a strong tingling sensation began to stimulate his mind. .

"Woo! Damn...what is it!"

Bass quickly raised the tower shield in his hand to block it, but the hand that threw out the spikes pressed on top of the tower shield the next moment, and flew into the air with a force!Bass could only see the splash of water in front of him, and a figure jumped into the air, with a figure as flexible as a fish, turning over his head!

bump--!

The next moment, Bass felt a heavy kick on the back of his head.

The strength of this kick is not great, but the key is that now his body is half in the water, and his footsteps seem not so solid.After being kicked away by this kick, Bass instinctively let go of the cocoa in his hand, hugged the tower shield with both hands and plunged into the bottom of the water, trying to stabilize his figure.

Taking advantage of such an opportunity, the figure as flexible as a fish quickly stretched out his hand, pulled up Ke Ke who was about to fall into the water, and quickly rushed towards the shore behind.

"Cream?!"

Seeing that member approaching, Airl couldn't contain his excitement!

He yelled loudly, and Cream approached with Coco, who was coughing continuously due to choking on water, and after handing Coco to Margot next to him, he stood silently in front of his own president, with a shy face on his face .

"That... President..."

"No need to say anything! I can see it!"

Airl raised his hand and patted the assassin on the shoulder hard.

But he doesn't say anything now because he doesn't want to pretend to be cool, but because the scene at this moment is really not suitable for expressing his feelings.

"I...I...! I serve you...I will give you my all without limit! In return...you will give me the greatest power! You will...you will choose me to be you Heir! I will get all the power from you to do whatever I want in this world——!!!”

Over there, the tower shield that should have been emitting golden light has completely turned into a piece of flesh and blood.

The expression on the paladin's face also began to pile up some distorted feelings.Some pulsating tendons began to appear beneath the muscles of his face.This appearance made his face look swollen like a corpse that had been dead for many days. If not everyone knew that this person was still alive, I'm afraid Airl really thought it was a corpse soaked in water. Corpse!

"Everyone be careful!"

In the rain, Airl reminded all the members around.

After all, Keke is safe now, and this person has no way to rush to the Long Sleeping Mountain Range over there, so generally speaking, the current situation has been brought under control.

But why did this paladin become like this?

After becoming like this, can he still recover?He doesn't know all of this... Even, deep in the president's heart, he still resists to know the answers to these things.

Now, he's just looking forward to...

Looking forward to the mist behind the paladin.

These constantly churning mist are very similar to that time, and everything now is exactly the same as that time...if it is possible...

If you can!

"husband!"

But just as Airl was looking forward to something, Mrs. Macaroon, whose hands had been cut behind her back by the townspeople, suddenly broke free from the townspeople's shackles, and quickly rushed towards her husband.

"Husband! Don't be like this! You are... you are scary now! You are a paladin... What power do you want to inherit? Don't forget what your father-in-law taught you! Husband!"

Mrs. Macaroon ran so fast and so suddenly that Arrow hadn't expected it at all.

Seeing that the woman's feet had already run into the lake and rushed towards Bass over there, Airl stopped immediately after taking half a step forward.

The guild members on both sides saw that their guild leader didn't move, so they naturally didn't say anything more.

"Husband... Husband, wake up! It's me... It's your suta! Husband!"

Mrs. Macaroon ran towards her husband, but the moment she reached out her hand to touch his tower shield, an inexplicable force suddenly ejected from the shield accompanied by a burst of flesh and blood!This force bounced Mrs. Macaroon two meters away, and fell heavily into the lake.

"Hoo... I... I...!"

Buzz's face was completely swollen, and his eyes were now bulging like fish eyes.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the muscles on his face began to squirm continuously, as if something was swimming in his body without gaps.