Chapter 173 (1/2)

The black headed armor man, who did not make complaints about the Tucao of Lance's Tate, stood right beside me. He had a long black sword in his hands and a sword handle against us. That is to say, the grandson stood opposite.

”Cough, here. Turn around... ”

I simply put down the pocket of the big eyed pig leg dragged in my hand and looked at the headless man with some banter.

”Uh?”

He has no head. His voice is a little stuffy. I always feel that it is the voice from his stomach.

”Shudder, the death knell has rung for you! Tremble, the elegy has been sung for you! The doomsday judgment has come, and all living people have to pay a price. ”

The headless man turned and said so to ease his embarrassment.

”My brother who sells swords, who is this grandson? What strange COS is this? ”

”My brother who makes sticks, I don't know.”

The staff making and sword selling became interested and ran to the headless man. Although I tried my best to stop it, I still couldn't stop the two brothers' desire for the unknown.

”Old fellow, are you good at this armor? And your head? Let me see, eh? My brother who sells swords, come and see. ”

”OK, my brother who makes staff, there is really no in this cavity. Where is he hiding? There must be a mechanism. ”

……

I'm not too worried about the safety of the blood selling anchor brothers. These two teasers belong to the kind who say to the ghost, I don't believe in ghosts. You must be the kind of person who pretends. A typical character who can't die.

”Waste, what is the origin of this grandson?”

Lanstya looked at me, then lay down in my ear and whispered, ”if I'm not wrong, it may be a headless knight. Some trouble... ”

”The headless knight, according to legend, will drive a black carriage pulled by a headless horse in the dark. Walking in the night, the Reaper the heads of pedestrians. Is the real messenger of the underworld -- death! ”

Riya said to me very seriously.

”Sister, if the headless knight in that battle, things would be difficult.”

Ruiya said with a frown.

The war? I have heard this sentence more than once. What the God of that war met and what made lanstya reluctant to recall will change her character. And what indirectly led to the coming doomsday?

”I don't think so. I remember his breath. This headless is not too strong. ”

Lanstya responded to Ruiya's questions with a playful attitude.