Chapter 609

He touched his chest, nodded and said, "boss, you are so insightful. Did you ever...?"

In the face of cream's slightly skeptical eyes, the bar owner touched and closed his eyes, continued to wipe his next cup, and slowly said, "I failed to run a bar in a big city before, so I just felt it."

Cream nodded. He got up from his seat and said with a smile, "in a word, little spirits boss, thank you very much. Whether you saved my life or talked to me. I feel like I'm motivated again. I'll go back to the guild now... "

With that, the assassin turned to leave. But at this time, the little liquor put the cup back into the cup holder and said slowly, "wait a minute."

Shouting to stop the cream, the little liquor came out from behind the bar. At the same time, he took out an umbrella, shook the rain on it slightly, and said, "go to a place with me."

Cream is a little strange, but since the boss speaks, he can only follow.

They walked out of the unicorn bar together and walked all the way along the early morning street. Before long, the two men came to the door of a newly opened blacksmith shop.

When they knocked on the door, whisky's sleepy face appeared in front of them.

"Huh? Little spirits boss? The assassin of mermaid song? What are you doing so early? "

The little liquor owner nodded gently, walked into the blacksmith's shop and said, "there's something I want you to do for me. Cream, take out your two weapons. "

Cream didn't quite understand, but he took out the natural double blades and put them on the table in the blacksmith's shop.

The natural double blades have completely changed, and the short sword held by the right hand has shrunk to the size of a dagger. The one held by the left hand is obviously too expensive. Now there is only one sharp thorn left, and there is almost no place to hold it now.

Looking at these two wooden weapons, whisky seems a little incomprehensible. He looked at the two weapons, then at the 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? "

The little spirit shook his head, reached out and grabbed the sleeve arrow on the cream's left wrist and said, "Mr. whisky, could you please install this wooden spike on this machine? So that it can eject according to the action of the hand. "

Whisky came over and looked at the sleeve Arrow Machine on the cream wrist. After checking it up and down, he nodded and said, "this is no problem. There is a magic machine in it. It should be no problem if it is installed. Give me some time, but I'm sure it won't take much time. "

He took off his sleeve arrow, took the whisky and began to study it. Looking at the blacksmith's continuous operation here, the little liquor owner said slowly, "the weapon in his left hand has been very degraded and can't be held in his hand. Rather than insist on holding it, it's better to disguise it as a concealed weapon. It can be made into a fist and sword or a sharp weapon for sneak attack and assassination. It all depends on how you use it. "

Then, the bar owner picked up another wooden dagger, weighed it in his hand for a moment, and said slowly, "as for this active weapon, it's to tell you that you should remember more closely that you are an assassin in the future. Since he is an assassin, he should not always think about fighting the enemy head-on. The shortness of weapons also means that you must always bear this in mind. "

When giving the wooden dagger to cream, the assassin who used to let himself appear in the front battlefield seemed to have finally thought of something. After thinking about it, he solemnly raised his hands and took the natural short blade. After playing with it for a moment, a sense of self-confidence finally began to spread from the bottom of my heart, and then inserted the blade into the scabbard around my waist.

"Then I'll go first. Just wait until the weapons are made and take them yourself. In addition, with regard to costs... "

The little spirits owner shouted at the whisky in it very smartly——

"The cost is recorded on the head of the mermaid song. There's no problem."

Whisky raised his hand with a hammer and said with a smile, "of course, no problem! It's great to be able to earn such a sum from President ello without bargaining! Ah, but don't worry, I won't talk to the lion, ha ha ha! "

In this regard, cream now can only smile awkwardly and stop talking.

As the sun rose, the work of whisky was going on in an orderly manner.

Cream leaned against the door and listened to the sound of beating iron and polishing coming from there.

As time went on, he seemed to feel relieved at last. Even he has decided to go back to the guild immediately after the weapons are made, and then have a good chat with the president to talk about his thoughts in the past

No matter how bad the idea is, how terrible the idea is, including their own worries, their own sadness, their own despair... Everything, we should talk to the president heartily!

Even if his words offend the president, it doesn't matter, because he thinks he must believe the president and everyone in the mermaid song!

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

Thinking, cream gradually heard the noise from the streets outside.

It's strange that it's so busy outside on this rainy day.

The whisky, who was carefully hooking the line on the iron sheet with a charcoal pen over there, said, "who knows, maybe your president began to sell the products of those flower goblins again."

It was right to think so. Cream smiled and ignored the noise outside and said, "Alas, speaking of our president, we can really do anything for money. Two days ago, I solicited business for tourism and sat in the middle of a vendor selling flower goblin products. I really think it's like I can't climb out of my eyes when I lose money. "

Whisky laughed and said, "indeed, indeed! I've never seen anyone in my life who values money more than your president. Trying to make money from him is like killing him. But then again, through the ages, it is estimated that your president can think of a way to make money by making flower goblins get along with us. really Your president is a natural businessman, even the goblin's money. "

Leaning against the wall, listening to the noise outside, whisky couldn't help laughing and nodding gently: "Alas, that's how we grow up. Now there is a blood clan in our guild. I'm really worried about whether our guild will be involved in any blood clan events in the future. "

Whisky picked up the file and rubbed one of the shrapnel carefully. While working, he said, "what's the matter? Does your guild still have the work of contacting blood clan? "

Cream spread out his hands and said helplessly, "is there still a terrible situation in this world that breaks into the blood clan base camp on the scale of a small guild? But our president seems to believe the feeling of the blood clan. Well, although I don't hate cheese, I don't think other blood groups will be as hostile to humans as our guild blood groups. I'm really worried that one day our guild will have to meet those blood clan elders in case of any strange task. It won'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?"

Whisky looked back and said, "what are you worried about?"

Cream shrugged: "I'm more worried that our president will say some strange theories at that time. As a result, those blood families who have always kept a distance from us begin to want to do business with us. Can you imagine that one day, a large group of blood clans will walk around our Pelican town like the flower goblins now? "

Whisky raised his head, closed his eyes and imagined for a while. Then he immediately trembled, smiled awkwardly and said, "in that case, our Pelican town will really become a sleepless town... So many blood families... Ha ha... Terrible... It's really terrible."

Cream tilted his head: "isn't it? I just hope our president will try to keep calm for the sake of money. Money can be earned again, but if something goes wrong in some links, it won't help to earn more money. "

After some trimming, whisky finally built the machine. After screwing in a few screws, the blacksmith nodded. He seemed very satisfied with the weapon in his hand, smiled and turned it over to the cream: "OK! have a try! If it doesn't fit, I'll adjust it again. "

He took the weapon and buckled it on his left wrist with cream. Whisky is a tool to turn around and deal with the scattered. But when the blacksmith finished cleaning up and turned his head, he was suddenly shocked and shouted, "no! You installed it upside down! "

Cream was stunned, looked at the buckle on his wrist and said, "is it reversed? What's wrong? "

Whisky sighed, walked over and said, "aren't you a sleeve arrow that can launch flying arrows? Before, your flying arrow was launched from the back of your hand, but now because of the position adjustment, I changed it to launch from the palm of your hand. So the wooden spike should be ejected as a sword on the back of the hand! "

The blacksmith came over and tried to readjust the buckle of the cream: "but now you install it upside down, and the sharp thorn is in the palm. In this case, once the spike pops out, it is likely to hurt your finger... Ah, don't move! Alas, I really should help you adjust to the fool installation mode so that you won't install it backwards. "