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Author: Afternoon is a demon

Chapter 284 Light 29.6-F1 Chapter: The name of this weapon will not be blocked, huh

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Langdon brought the most skilled blacksmith in the camp to the guild's magic tool workshop and started the enchanting work on the long sword. Since the most difficult part was all completed by the ancient city market, it is 90% completed when it is handed over to you, and only needs to be

Pour magic into the long sword, and finish it with the help of the blacksmith and Langton.

You have decided to enchant otherworldly attributes. In fact, you only need to pour "Plane Shift" into it... The problem is that this arcane spell has a high level of 7.

Tong En is not here, and the home mage has closed the tower to study again. On the contrary, the plane mage thinks that you are preparing for an adventure in another world, and is very happy to help. The mage has few spell slots, and it is estimated that no one except him can prepare "planes" at ordinary times.

"Transfer" spell.

This sword is so beautiful, with a lot of gold carvings and gem decorations - Leia has always been very interested in anything new, and she jumped up and down on the sword, unintentionally spilling a lot of Pixum dust.

The plane mage cast a spell on the long sword, Langdon began to seal the spell, and the blacksmith began to carefully and finally forge it.

"It's so hard! Fortunately, it's almost completed, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to handle it." The blacksmith sighed, "Could this be made by a dwarf craftsman?"

You shrug: Who knows.

You handed the bayonet double-barrel short musket to the blacksmith from the ancient city market and asked if you could remove the bayonet and install it on the fine gold sword. This embarrassed the blacksmith. He scratched his head and said, "The blade of the sword is mine."

There is definitely no way to process it, but I can think of a way to work on the hilt. Lord, have you confirmed that you want to install this bayonet on the hilt? It will be different from an ordinary long sword in use."

After getting your affirmative answer, he removed the bayonet from the front of the double-barreled short musket and installed it on the end of the sword hilt. In this way, a magic weapon was completed.

Langdon raised the sword upright, passed it across, looked at it repeatedly, and made an appraisal.

"Well, President, my magic tool crafting skills were learned from the Hlaran Arcane Association. They are higher-end than those on the market. They can also be added with some random "small features". The details depend purely on luck.

"Landun put his face against the hilt of the sword, looked at the sky along the edge of the sword, and murmured, "This enchantment is very successful. The adamantine long sword itself has "alien" properties, and the bayonet on the hilt has "magic storage"

Attributes, in addition...this sword seems to be eager to recognize you as its master..."

What's the meaning?

Langdon held up the adamantine sword with both hands and said seriously: "This sword also has a randomly generated attribute: if the holder's profession is an arcane knight, and the familiar is a Pixie, the power bonus will be +1.

Isn’t this tailor-made?”

Yes, isn’t this tailor-made?

"But I can't identify the additional magical effect..." Lang Dun frowned, wishing to use his fiery eyes to dig a hole in the sword. He was sure that if it was held by you, there would be a hidden effect, but he couldn't explain it.

What is it specifically, "I named it "Alien Magic Knight Magic Fairy Fine Gold One-Handed Long Sword", or "Alien Magic Knight Magic Fairy Fine Gold Sword" for short!"

You looked at Langton with disdain... Do you dare to be briefer?

It doesn’t matter, let someone else identify the hidden effect later. You hold your own adamantine sword. It is only a +2 magic weapon now. If it enters the fairy wilderness and other planes, it will become a +5 terrifying weapon. Leia fell

On the tip of the sword, he seemed to like it very much and murmured: So beautiful.

"Wow, what a beautiful sword."

"yes."

"Such a beautiful sword, shouldn't it require more training?"

"Yes."

At some point, two instructors have stood behind you, smiling. They have two sets of smiles-during training and non-training. The former has an inexplicable sense of cruelty. Theoretically, they are right.

In the past, if you were a mage, you could still sit in the guild hall and read a book while sitting in charge, but now it is no longer possible. Arcane Knights need more rigorous training.

You were dragged away.

On the training ground, two instructors explained to you very "gently": "Arcane Knight is definitely not as simple as a warrior and a mage. Instead, he must fundamentally regard "fighting" and "casting" as the same code.

Things, the two are completely integrated into one." "So, from now on, you will never have the so-called "afternoon" again."

And you need to get used to the adamantine long sword with a short blade on the hilt as soon as possible. There is no other way but to work hard.

From today on, you will spend every afternoon on the training ground.

Keep swinging the long sword, interspersing sword hilt attacks between swings of the long sword, entangling zero-level arcana, freeing up the other hand to cast spells, and even holding the staff in the left hand to double-wield mode. You are training before lunch, and after lunch "

"Blade Shield Mu Feng" and "Witch's Sigh" also came. The former showed a longing look in his eyes, and the latter looked quite gloating about his misfortune, almost writing on his face "You also have today, Houhou?"

Ai Xi's battle with the twin sisters proved that the guidance of the instructors and Tong En was indeed effective, but it was difficult to clearly show this kind of unknown support.

"Hey, Mr. President?...Why are you here?"

Fielding walked into the training ground and looked very surprised. Most of the personnel are on vacation today, including Raymond, the private soldiers. Fielding is also your private soldier now, shouldn't he be on vacation?

She looked a little different. Her long hair was tied high into a ponytail and she looked very fresh and neat. She was wearing light leather armor and tight clothes that covered the whole body. She still carried an exaggerated giant sword almost as tall as her on her back. There was a faint trace between her eyebrows.

She feels a little more confident. I heard that she is already level 6. By the way, you are level 9.

When the instructor in the front row saw Fiertin, his first reaction was to try to expel him: "My dear, I have made it very clear that I can only train you to level 5, and what I can teach is already very limited. Don't you need it now?"

Training cannot gain experience, but rest after a battle. Rest is also an important part of training."

"But I..." Fielding paused, lowered his head and said, "I thought it would be okay if I sweat, it would make me feel more at ease."

To put it this way, it seems that she was forced into the position of the leader of the elves by a political conspiracy and the boring wish of an aging old man. For most people, it is a huge pressure, let alone this quail.

"Well, then I'll go ask Julianne if she's free. You and the president can wait for the kumite, it's no longer suitable for chopping wood piles." After saying "wait a moment", the instructor in the front row went downstairs.

Fiertin stood awkwardly in front of you, with his head lowered, perhaps speechless. As you listened to the side, the instructor in the back row was teaching Ashe how to communicate more efficiently with her two animal companions.

Fiertin looked at the refreshed Ashe beside her, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter. She looked up at you and realized that you were sweating a lot. She then took out a handkerchief from her arms and handed it to her.

you.

The atmosphere was awkward. You suddenly realized the reason - probably Fieldine heard about it and the elf secretary proposed marriage on her behalf. No matter what the purpose behind it was, Fieldine was naturally willing. After all, it was a long time ago.

I have said it bluntly. You have never made a move on her. In addition to being too tempted by various temptations, you may also be worried that crossing that boundary will leave an eternal change in the mood of an elf girl. If you sleep

She fell in love, but she couldn't take responsibility. A human woman might be able to let go after a while, but an elven woman would find it difficult.

"Um, will anyone continue to write my diary about the adventurers?"

You shook your head, you haven't updated it for a long time.

After making a sound, Fiertin lowered his head in silence.

When you asked if the giant sword was too heavy, she smiled and said: "It's okay. It will be very difficult to swing it simply with arm strength, but it actually requires skills. You can obviously sit safely in the office, but you have just opened a business in the guild."

On the first day, I insisted on sitting in the front hall, and now I seem to be unable to bear the loneliness and actively devote myself to adventure... Is there any reason? "

reason?

The remarks of a certain race I heard a long time ago couldn't help but come to mind: The natural camp of the human race is absolutely neutral. What drives them to try their best to do something is, if it is not profit, it is "can do it." Because it can be done, so go for it.

It's done, that's it. Look at the problem from another angle - if you have the ability to conquer the world, then do you need any other reasons to conquer it? Just because you can.

On the other hand, you have a question that you have wanted to ask a long time ago: Why did Fiertin take the initiative to apply to be a private soldier? I remember she said during the job interview that she was very envious of the adventure heroes in storybooks. Even if she wanted to

If you want strength or excitement, it makes sense that you should also become an adventurer.

"No, no, you misunderstood." Fiertin was not doing it for the so-called strength and the tremors in her brain caused by the desperate battle. She lowered her head and took a long time to organize her words. "Although I have been thinking a lot, but

To sum up, there are roughly three reasons: "

"It's too late. I can't tell when or why, but I have... fallen in love with you. I am no longer an innocent child. In fact, I am old enough to be your ancestor, so I know

, staying together forever, the only option is private soldiers. The choice is left to those who have the strength."

"Even if you don't care that I was a slave, you don't care that I am an elf, and you don't care about the disparity in life span, human society does care, and you care more about what kind of partner a nobleman marries. I have been in the gathering place of the human race since I was sensible.

Here, I know the social features of the human race better than the elves. When I heard the announcement of your promotion order to baron, I felt that the whole world collapsed. I was painful and confused. I heard about you before I fell into despair.

I plan to recruit private soldiers. If this is my path forward, I am willing to take it."

"The irony is...I have suddenly become the future patriarch of the Elf Homeland. After I gave up my fantasy, I touched the edge of hope again." Fiertin's eyes became determined, "I

I know that I am not worthy of many responsibilities, people or things, but I will not let go! I will definitely work hard to hold on to this position of patriarch. If I fail to stay with you as I wish, I will not give up again, in case something suddenly happens

There is a new turning point. Our life is still very long."

She bent a second finger.

"Secondly: I hope to be able to help more people of the same race who have experienced similar experiences to me, like the law enforcement team member who died in the line of duty and the bookstore owner. To this end, it is necessary to not lose the power of the slave catching team and other bad guys.

I can't... always... be as timid as a chicken..." Her voice became smaller and smaller.

I miss my hometown, even though I have never had it - this is Fieldin's third reason.

The elves' unique profession "Sword Song", the rebuilt elven homeland, and the many elven slaves waiting to be rescued in Wuxiang Bay were combined into a powerful force that finally urged Fieldine to take this step.

She knew that she was weak, so she was willing to work harder than other private soldiers to make up for it. Afterwards, you found out that this was not the first time that Fieldin came to the training ground during the break. Even so, it was no better than other swordsmen.

Strong song.

Julianne arrived, so you and Fiertin started actual combat training.

The way Fierdin wields the giant sword is completely different from that of human warriors. He does not use strength at all, but uses agility to swing the giant sword with dexterity and speed. His movements are slow and fast, and there are many feints and fake moves. It is difficult to predict the true and false.

The thin body of the elves will lead to insufficient melee power. Therefore, most elves use short swords and daggers in melee combat. The purpose is to change the strength bonus to the agility bonus. However, the fighting method of "Sword Song" not only uses giant swords, but also uses giant swords.
To be continued...