Chapter 58: Ursul’s Reprimand

Chapter 58: Ursul’s Reprimand

A few Boston Ivy covered it, and the white and pink flowers added some vitality to this slightly desolate low building.

The wooden door was half-open.The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

On the grass in front of the door was a set of mailboxes and a wooden sign that said Veterans Association.

Matthew leaned over.

He first rang the bell for a while and only walked in steadily after making sure that no one answered.

Behind the door was an open and cold front hall. The air was filled with the faint smell of herbs.

A few rough stone pillars appeared in front of him, and the reception area was empty.

"I can’t see anything.”

It was clearly early in the morning, but it gave Matthew the illusion that it was getting late.

"Is anyone there?”

He lowered his voice and shouted twice.

After a while.

The sound of footsteps could be heard coming from the spiral staircase.

A tigure appeared at the end ot the stairs.

The man had a head full of white hair and was old, but his pace was fast and steady.

He was very tall and had to hold the handrail to maintain his balance when he went down the stairs, but his back was always straight, and his posture was perfect.

"I’m Old Fallon. Who are you looking for?”

The old man came in front of Matthew and sized him up with his turbid eyes. His tone was neither servile nor overbearing.

Matthew immediately showed Richard’s recommendation letter.

“My name is Matthew. I’m here to look for you. My friend needs a pair of weapons. ”

Old Fallon took the letter silently.

Then he opened the wooden door to the maximum, allowing more sunlight to seep in. Then, he took out a monocle wrapped in layers of blue velvet from his shirt pocket and began to read carefully.

"Mr Matthew.”

Old Fallon meticulously put away the monocle and said in a very formal tone,

As he spoke.

He seemed to see the curiosity in Matthew’s eyes, so he took the initiative to add,

"The Blade Dancer is a special profession in the Thousand Sails Archipelago.

The dancers there perfectly combine dance and sword techniques, creating an incredible way of killing.

"Most of the time, the Blade Dancers were female, but their leader was most likely a male. In my memory, the leader of the Blade Dancer was close to the tier of Legendary power.

"The Blade Dancer had extremely strong assassination abilities. They were one of the two most terrifying Rogue advancements in the Endless Ocean.”

Matthew asked curiously,

“What about the other one?”

"Ninja.” A strange syllable came out of Old Fallon’s throat.

"Just like the Sword Dancer, the Ninjas were created by the islanders to protect themselves. In the past few decades, you could see many sword dancers and ninjas in Gem City and Dragon Bay. However, since the incident of the ” Evil dragon in the sea

“, the islands they lived on were overturned or submerged by endless waves. Now, it is very difficult to see these two kinds of advanced rogues.”

Matthew secretly noted it down.

Soldier didn’t respond to the old man’s description.

He just kept twisting his hips.

He twisted and twisted.

His figure suddenly disappeared.

If Matthew hadn’t given the order to reveal himself in time, he would have twisted himself away to oblivion.

"He shows a very deep soul instinct. He must have been a very outstanding blade dancer when he was alive. He might even be someone I knew.” Old Fallon’s eyes were filled with emotion.

With Matthew’s help, he grabbed Soldier’s hands and examined them.

"I know what weapon to choose for you. Please follow me.”

Old Fallon led Matthew up the stairs.

He took two steps.

He suddenly stopped and asked,

‘ You can summon skeleton soldiers with the inheritance of the Blade Dancer, and you have a letter of recommendation from Richard.. You must be the rumoured Necromancer with the Bone Dragon, right?”