Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty The Broad Sword and the Change of the Situation
"Hahaha... It's just a kind little joke. Come on, if you don't mind, please have lunch with me... Has it been eaten? It doesn't matter, eat it before, although it's not a particularly good thing.
,”
Damon Long Blake nodded in a daze. He didn't know how he sat down at the long table, and how he liked a puppet to take a piece of bread with hot sausage.
These soft pasta are covered with grilled sausages with rich meat flavor. The soft and palatable feeling is simply for drinking, especially those seasonings that exude a little stimulating and spicy taste, which just makes this sweetness and mellowness stimulated to the highest level.
to the extent. Or even the Duke of Blake, well, or even the man on the Supreme Throne could not have enjoyed this delicacy often.
But at this moment, the young nobles just bit the thing woodenly, and there was no difference between chewing a piece of wood...
The other party's relaxed opening remark was like a thunderous thunder, messing up everything in his mind. When the surprise was a little bit gone, the space in his mind was flooded with speculation and thoughts.
It was so full that his self-proclaimed sensitive mind rumbling, and even the surface cover was forgotten.
As for the original self-conscious and meticulous plan - through two or three secret visits, we will narrow the relationship with him, and then slowly elevate this relationship to the perspective of accomplice, and then encourage him as the main force... with the help of him
The power of the body is not easy, but it is never difficult. After all, I can give him a lot of things, relieve the pressure, and the wealth can even be one or two cities...
All of this has become a dreamy bubble in thinking.
He knew everything? His purpose. His own steps, his own bargaining chips. He knew that he wanted to do something at the most empty moment of the Blake family. For this reason, he wanted to open the family's guards.
Knowing that you want to get the most benefit with the least amount of blood, you have to use his hands?
what else?
As a nobleman, Damon Long Blake has enough knowledge of mages. He has heard that in front of those top mages, no one has any secrets, and their most secret inner activities will be exposed to each other.
In the eyes, any of the most subtle thoughts cannot escape the magical peeping.
But he always thought that it was just a legend, or a miracle that would never appear before him.
Could it be that now, this miracle actually appeared before my eyes?
"I may assume that you like this grilled steak? Lord Damon? Please forgive me. My servants are measuring you by ordinary standards, if it does not satisfy your appetite, or we can bake it again
Make some?"
The person who continued to speak finally woke up the young nobleman who was thinking a lot. "Oh, no." He said, "No, I'm just distracted. The dishes here are indeed rich. They are rich. I haven't tasted them for a long time.
It was so delicious, even at several dinners by His Majesty the King.”
"oh,"
That look of ghosts seemed to please the young lord, and he smiled. "Or, aren't you used to talking about some business with others at the dining table? But in my hometown, it's a tradition, actually
I personally like this method very much, because a delicious diet can at least relax people's mood. Eliminate barriers, and then the opinions between each other will be more easily accepted."
"Business...this..."
Wokin is on top. Damon doesn't want to relax himself at all.
In fact, the young Blake was trying to tighten his mind, knowing that this would make those enchantments less effective, and with his own mental concentration, it made it difficult for the magic to extract what he needed - this is one of his
The mage's subordinates told him the method, but he had not practiced it much after obtaining some props that could provide magic defense. In fact, if the opponent could break through the mental barrier of the ornament on his body, then he would be a real one.
The mage could not compete with it.
"Okay, what you said is not for business? Then I have to ask for advice. What exactly is it that makes you not clear on the front line? Now, when you come to my small territory, what advice do you have?
If you are simply interested in food, I have to admire your elegance.”
"Ah, you're joking. I'm just...well, I just need to ask first, what do you think of us and the Blake family?"
The young nobleman pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that wanted to cry.
No, it is impossible. He is just a young mage apprentice, and he cannot have such powerful power.
Rational thinking gradually raised his head in his heart - right, no, he must have relied on the power of some magic props to make some of his intentions, but even if he knew his goal, it would not be possible.
How important it is, maybe it can make this round of negotiations easier.
All he had to do was to let him understand that this was a more favorable decision for him.
"No, no, no, Lord Damon, I think you have misunderstood. I probably said that I have no 'thoughts' about your family territory. The affairs of the neighbors have nothing to do with me. I am just a magician.
I like a quiet life, of course if you can, or you can also think I am a businessman.”
The psychic smirk smiled and skillfully misinterpreted his meaning, without waiting for the other party's newly revived face to collapse again, he had already
"Please don't worry, those who can attend here are people who are close to me. Well, so please let me guess your purpose? There are some people in your family who don't have much agreement with you.
Is it? Haha, yes, humans are such a strange animal. In fact, if you communicate well, anything will be easy to solve, but some people... well, for some more stubborn existences, my recommendation is
This cute gadget. I call it 'Baojian'."
Damon blinked, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer his question, so he could only watch him take out something from his arms.
To be honest, it seems to be different from the broadsword I remembered - in fact, it is not a sword at all, it is just a small piece of metal. It is about an inch thick, six or seven inches wide, one foot long, with
Some curved curves are as inconspicuous as thick armor on a heavy infantry armor skirt.
For a moment, the young Blake even doubted whether he had taken the wrong thing, but the next moment, as the fingers against each other cleverly stroked downwards, the metal edge was plucked.
Go down and support it on the table like a table legs.
"Well, please don't underestimate this little thing. Although it is small in size, it has strong lethality. It uses mixed potions. Fifty-round millimeter steel balls can cover a semicircle of one hundred feet, with a large diffusion area, but extremely recoil.
Low, you won't lose your target because of rolling. The most interesting thing is that the bracket at this corner can be adjusted at the height and angle. Of course, I personally recommend tying it on the arm, which looks a bit like an outdated arm armor, but the effect is very
good."
"May I?"
"Of course, please, just don't touch that little metal ring."
On one side of the metal block, the handwriting facing the enemy made Daimon squint his eyes, but the tightly slit appearance prevented him from further observation. While picking it up, he noticed that this thing should be a box, otherwise it would not have been so light.
But something seemed to be installed inside, with a small rustling sound: "What kind of function can this thing play?" The young nobleman reached out and took out a green gem from his arms and put it in front of him, but
The iron blocks in the gem were still dark and inconspicuous, so he had to turn his gaze to the man in confusion.
"Hmm? Oh, of course. Just like his name, it's a weapon, but of course, it's not as durable as the truth of the broadsword. It's a one-off." The psychic shook his head: "
It seems to be unclear in words. OK."
Damon, who was not sure about the situation, Long Blake blinked and noticed that in this moment, he had already arrived in a strange space with his seat-
A vast and vast hall.
Just when the young nobleman realized that he had experienced a short-distance teleportation, but before he could sigh, the ground in the hall in front of him had already risen in a subtle tremor, becoming a wall more than ten feet high. And the one beside him
The master reached out and pointed, indicating that he would put the things in his hand on the edge of the wall.
"Optimize the side that is written outward at the stone wall. OK, the iron spikes on the bracket can be nailed to the ground. Well, just pierce it hard. Generally speaking, this action is called "Angry insertion of broadsword",
OK, when it is firm, please pull out the iron ring, OK, and then you can take that rope back here and pull it again."
The dull sound of the blast almost made the young noble who made a series of moves jump high on the spot!
The strange smoke bursting out had a certain irritating breath, making the nose itchy, but the young nobles just stared at the wall in front of them, their throats slid, making a soft gurgling sound, and they couldn't even say it for a while.
What.
In his sight, the stone-shaped wall was now filled with small holes half an inch deep, spreading unevenly over a range of about fifty feet, and the last bit of smoke now, Dai
Meng could already notice that every cave was inlaid with a metal bead the size of a small fingernail.
It is them that make those small caves.
Broad Sword? It's really a name that is not accurate at all. If it were him, hail, hornets or raindrops would be much better than this name.
But it's meaningless to be entangled with that name, and Diamon doesn't even need to think too much about it and knows what this thing is for...
The power of this thing is not strong - it is somewhat similar to that caused by the initial spell. Even the magic missile staff sold on the market can smash a cave as deep as a fist on this stone wall, but the magic missile is considered
It can only be launched continuously by five or six. Even the more advanced missile storm is only more than twenty. But now there are at least one hundred small holes arranged in the wall in front of him.
It should be used to attack those metal balls. The impact of shielding technique may be limited, and the protective arrows cannot stop such dense attacks... and so on, the most important thing is, is this a magic item?
Maybe? Although the True Knowledge Gem in his hand is not a rare magic item, he never made any mistake in detecting magic glow!
"Are you still satisfied with this effect?"
"What? This..."
The young nobleman's eyes flashed, and he almost instantly thought about what this weapon was for.
The flight of arrows is always a bit fast, and it is easy for a person with good force to dodge. But if it is this thing - it is considered from the beginning, let the opponent avoid it.
'As a function. If in an area where magic cannot be used, a person without armor will explode at the same time by these things...
Damon couldn't imagine. What other ending would that person besides death? Or the difference was whether he turned into meat sauce or cubes?
A human, even a sword saint, cannot exercise his body harder than a stone. Their tight muscles may resist the slash of swords once or twice, but when caught off guard, even if it is
An arrow can still pierce their skin. The sword saint, which was consumed by groups of knights on the battlefield, accounted for one-quarter of the total deaths of the sword saint.
And most importantly, it is a non-magical item. Even if you look at it with the eyes of reality, you can't find any trace of magic. It's best to use it for self-defense or attack. Just use it with an anti-magic
When the force field is combined, it is not a problem even if you want to deal with a mage.
This...is simply the creation of the devil.
"Oh, of course, you may not be dealing with a prey, but it's very simple. Can I give you more, twenty or a good idea? I happen to have a little stock of these things. How about it,
In terms of price, as an old friend, it is naturally easy to negotiate.
He saw farther farther than those people. Blake could not touch the future in this small country and small territory. The interests of the family could only be in the war with the empire.
Get higher expressions and exchange for more. As long as you can replace the short-sighted old guy, Blake will definitely create unprecedented glory.
——He made the most wrong decision in his life.
I shouldn't have been so rash, and came to that person. Although he had known since he was a child, the magician might be a group of omnipotent people, but it was obviously some emotions that prevented him from thinking rationally about the problems.
With a light wave, a large tea tray containing a teapot, milk cup, sugar bowl and two tea cups appeared on the small round table.
The girls with the girls each exchanged their own eyes, and they all saw a hint of pity in each other's eyes... Some of the habits of the lord here are not very difficult to guess, at least when he claimed that he was not interested in something,
Those words must not be believed - and the fool in front of him was obviously the victim of this time. He was probably going to be sold and he had to help Edward count the money.
Of course, these thoughts were also captured by the "detection thought" of the psychic warlock. "Three conscienceless little girls! When this guy leaves, see how I deal with you!" He turned his head with the cover of the wine glass and in his heart
He threatened, but he only gained three different postures and a beautiful smile like a flower.
The unrestrained like a black rose, the quiet like a lily, the romantic like a lily of the valley... It's also pleasing to the eye. If they weren't mocking... Well, even if Dahni was wearing a mask on her face, I could still see it
You are mocking!
Unfortunately, the young Blake didn't have the ability to be a psychic, he was completely slapped at this moment.
An anti-magic power field in the form of explosion can solve most of the defensive magic. In addition, the effect of this thing is to realize your ideas, which is actually very simple...
Own
If he wants, he can read his thoughts easily and control his words and deeds.
He just never did this before - Damon Long Blake now has no doubt about this: after the current meeting, he finally knew what he had deliberately ignored for a long time.
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Why is he afraid of him? Even he himself doesn't fully understand. I only know that looking at him with his eyes is terrible, and he looks away and makes me feel like he is escaping from death." (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy