Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 53 Heart-picking Sword
"Marshal?" Andre was stunned. He turned on the oil lamp and looked up: "Why are there no documents?"
Shen Zhimo said with his usual calm attitude: "Yes, it is His Excellency Marshal Winston. Since what he wants me to discuss is a very secret matter, it is not convenient to send the document. If others know, it will cause considerable damage."
Trouble."
"But, what can happen if we are not under the marshal's management?" In fact, the Royal Guards is another system directly under the emperor and has nothing to do with the generalissimo, Andre asked.
"Of course something happened." Shen Zhimo motioned to Simon to close the door, sat opposite Andre, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Andre, the marshal has been observing you for a long time. You are a loyal, upright, selfless, and brave knight who deserves everyone.
Learn, there is no doubt that you are a role model for the Imperial Army and I am proud of you."
"The marshal really said that?" Andre's eyes flashed with dazzling brilliance, "But what's his purpose of observing me?"
Shen Zhimo looked directly into his eyes: "As far as I know, you are an excellent assassin, proficient in assassination and poison. You didn't become a knight until you attended the military academy later. Is that right?" This is what Terry Hill said,
The elf magician has countless experiences, which is equivalent to a walking encyclopedia. Almost everything in the mainland is imprinted in her mind.
"Well, I was helping out in the Bone Blade Mercenary Group, and later I hid my experience when I joined the Sharp Lion Cavalry. Unexpectedly, it was revealed to others. What's wrong with the Marshal?"
Shen Zhimo waved to Simon: "Give me your dagger."
When Andre saw him showing off his weapon, he immediately took a few steps back in shock. He kicked the desk and the drawer slid open. A knife popped out and he held it in his hand. His face was uncertain: "The marshal sent you to kill me?
"He is very agile and indeed has some background as an assassin.
Shen Zhimo laughed and quickly comforted his fragile mind: "Your Excellency Andre, please don't be nervous. Please sit down and take a closer look at my dagger. The marshal specifically asked me to give this dagger to you, a loyal guard of the empire.
That's his respect." He turned the handle upside down and handed it over.
Andre finally calmed down from the shock. He took the dagger and looked around. He saw that the dagger was quite sharp, but its style was unremarkable and its texture was ordinary. It was sold at every weapons stall in the market. Could it be that the marshal gave it to him as a gift?
Is this the kind of gift you receive? It’s too shabby. I couldn’t help but scratch my head and said insincerely: “Ah ha, the marshal’s gift is really too valuable.”
Shen Zhimo was very solemn and said solemnly: "Mr. Andre, this is a magic sword that all assassins dream of. The marshal went through all kinds of hardships and made a special trip from the distant continent of Samur to get it back at a great cost.
The name is called Picking the Heart, which cuts iron like clay and is extremely sharp."
"You, what did you say?" Andre couldn't believe his ears. He struck the copper lamp on the table with his knife. With a clang, the dagger slid away and a lot of lamp oil spilled out, staining the cover of the knight's novel.
.It turns out that this is just an extremely ordinary knife. Simon's face was full of embarrassment: "Holy light, Mr. Saga is here to talk nonsense again. Are you not afraid of others seeing through it? Now they have tried it out directly. Let's see how you can cover up the lie."
Andre was afraid that the marshal would make him look bad, but he was also embarrassed. He laughed and said: "Uh, this... this..."
"The Heart-Tickling Divine Sword requires the user's mind to be in harmony in order to exert its maximum power. In order to prove that what I say is true, let me demonstrate it."
Shen Zhimo took the dagger he bought from the street stall, grasped the handle of the knife tightly, stood firm on his feet, breath settled in his Dantian, and secretly performed the Thousand Illusions Thirteen Movements of Nirvana Technique. His internal energy continued to flow through the meridians of his hands, one after another.
to the hilt of the knife.
In the surprised eyes of the two fools, the blade of the knife buzzed and vibrated the air. As the knife trembled, the light reflected on the blade was dazzling. Both of them were shocked, and Simon thought: "Could it be that,
Is it really a magic sword?"
Shen Zhimo was not sure about splitting the copper lamp with one knife. He poured all his inner strength into it and trembled more violently. He shouted loudly and stabbed with the knife. Fortunately, he stabbed it instead of chopping it. The focus was different, and the texture of bronze did not count.
It was so hard that the two of them couldn't tell the difference at all, and it actually caused him to pierce about an inch into the copper lamp. In an instant, with a "thud", the wick broke into half, and the fire light spread, and they couldn't help but close their eyes.
Shen Zhimo wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "I am not an assassin, and I am still far away from the situation where man and knife can become one. Otherwise, cutting a copper lamp with this knife would be like cutting cheese. If it were Mr. Andre, he would definitely be able to do it.
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Andre quickly lit another lamp, grabbed the handle of the dagger and tried to pull it out, but the dagger was stuck in it. Even with all his strength, Andre could not move at all. After being shocked, he was ecstatic again: "Oh my god, it's really amazing."
It's a precious sword, sir, is this really what the marshal wants to give to me?"
"Would I still lie to you? Mr. Andre, this knife is priceless and cannot be bought with a hundred gold coins. When it is paired with you, it is like a horse with a saddle, and it will become even more glorious from now on."
People who are familiar with assassins know how much they cherish a good dagger, even if they love it more than their lives. Shen Zhimo deceived and followed suit, and he hit the right spot. If Andre can't use iron-sharpening skills in the future,
With Ru Mu's power, he could have just added: "How can you do better if you don't have a spiritual connection with the sword? You'd better go home and practice."
Andre stroked the edge of the blade carefully and felt that every place had something special about it. He couldn't put it down. Suddenly he remembered that there were two guests waiting, so he quickly put the knife and the copper lamp connected to it on the table.
In the drawer under the table, he said: "Everything you give must come with a request. What does Your Majesty the Marshal want me to do for him?" On the surface, he tried to remain calm, but in fact his feet were trembling with excitement.
"The marshal just appreciates you as a person and has no requirements. You are worrying too much."
Andre got a good knife for nothing, but he couldn't sleep or eat well. He hesitated and said, "Is there really nothing wrong?"
Shen Zhimo didn't bother to pretend to be stupid and pretended to be indifferent: "Actually, Your Majesty Marshal, it's really nothing. However, I have a small personal matter and I would like your help. I expect that you are loyal to the country and the people and will not refuse my request."
Andre became very polite and said with a smile: "Say anything, if I can do it."
"It's like this. I am Saga, the commander of the third detachment of the Dun Morogh City Defense Army. In the next few days, a group of people in the army will be appraised for their professional titles. Unfortunately, I have lost all my experience. If I lose this opportunity, I will be promoted again in the future.
It would be as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to get the job. Mr. Andre, you are a friend of the marshal, can you help me?"
Andre thought that this was not a big deal, and it was far inferior to the value of that good knife. He said readily: "Just tell me how I can help you."
"Forge a resume and say that I have been the deputy captain of your cavalry for five years. That way, I can talk to the leaders of the army more easily."
Andre muttered: "The birth, old age, illness and death of every soldier are recorded in the archives and cannot be forged. Alas, I will think about it again. By the way, I will report to the commander tomorrow that all the soldiers in my army were burned.
, he will definitely let me do it again, and then I can fill you in naturally. Although a small punishment is inevitable, but what is this compared to the friendship of the marshal? "
Shen Zhimo was overjoyed: "Mr. Andre, you are the greatest knight in the empire, well, of course you are also the greatest assassin."