Chapter 259: (1/2)

”You young, what did you use this sword to chop with?? When you went there, it was completely intact, and when you came back, it was neatly broken. Lin Tuo's forehead was so troubled that he looked at the cloth bag with broken head. Intermittent silver debris.

”What a prodigal, such a good sword, it is said that this sword is elven craftsmanship! It is such a pile of unrecyclable fragments, you, stepdad, really don't feel bad at all!?”

”I remember you said that this sword was forged by you.” Ji Bai was silent for a moment and asked the doubt in his heart.

”Ahem!... Isn't that the point? What are you going to cut? You know, I took this sword back then.

”But what to take?”

”How can your kid grasp the key points so accurately?” Lin Tuo's mouth twitched, and he didn't have a good breath.

”It's you, what did you chop? This sword is just to cut the orc skin and cut iron like mud. It can make this sword shatter to such a degree, ordinary [Shenmai] is hanging. ”Lin Tuo lit a cigarette, and the smoke was full of complicated looking at the fragments of the broken sword. What do you say, his eyes were like an old father looking at the relics of his dead son, making it hard to say anything. Repack and apologize. ”Ji Bai subconsciously apologized with a little headlessness.

”Forget it, since this sword has been given to you, how to toss it is your business.” Lin Tuo spit out the smoke ring deeply.

”Can it be fixed?”

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”Fixed?” Lin Tuo glanced at Ji Bai. ”What do you think.

”do not know.

”This year... Lin Tuo's words are full of helplessness.

”The damage to this sword doesn't help even if the dwarf forge is hired, but why do you keep carrying this untouchable skin?” With that, Lin Tuo pointed to Ji Bai's waist hanging. [Broken].

”Well, your kid is probably crazy.” Lin Tuo shook his head. ”Go back, I can only tell you to do my best... but this time you can't charge for credit. There will be a charge. Ji Bai slightly lowered his jaw and turned and left.

”The confused lamb, the road should not be walked by others, but to open up and find it by yourself.” Looking at Ji Bai's back, Lin Tuo murmured, picking up his pipe, and blocking the fragments at hand and walked in.内间.

”Are you going to Thoreau? ... he's good.” Lin Tuo nodded to himself, and put the fragmented bag on the table. In front of the table, on the old concrete wall, the medal that symbolized the knight's highest honor was shining. Thousands of miles away, in the center of Solo City. Heads of people gathered in the hall of the headquarters of the Glory Knights. On the podium, the burly and majestic Dark Silver Knight ended his speech.

”Thank you Knight King Pavilion” for the encouragement and encouragement to the new generations! ”Along with Qiantang's cheers and applause, the Dark Silver Knight slowly walked off the podium.

”Your Excellency Knight King's gaze is as sharp and sophisticated as ever, you say yes, Captain Randy!”

”...A month ago, Randy, who was exempted from the crime and transferred to the headquarters, was also in the lobby at the moment. He didn't cheer like his colleagues around him. He just looked at the figure he admired quietly like this, if there is any. Thinking. In the background, the knight king at the end of the speech walked slowly and passed by the black-haired girl in a tuxedo and skirt. The girl stopped and looked back, looking at that path with unclear meaning in her eyes. Dark silver back.

Chapter 19 ~ The Remnant Tower

”My elder brother.”

The Dark Silver Knight's movements were stagnant.

The black-haired girl who stopped him gently walked behind him, stretched out her bare hand, and followed the Knight Commander, who had scattered her shoulders, for him.

”You need to pay attention to your own image in public.” The gentle and watery words make people feel like spring breeze.

”Yeah.” The Dark Silver Knight turned around, nodded, and after a dull salute, he left in a hurry.

Looking at the distant back, Ji Yue's smile appeared meaningful, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

The gate of Thoreau was bustling with hustle and bustle, and there were long lines in an orderly arrangement.

This is what the direct senses tell Lin in an extremely magnificent town.

At least he raised his head and couldn't see how high the city wall was.