Gold coin is justice

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

Facing Cream’s slightly suspicious look, the bar owner closed his eyes and continued to wipe his next cup, and slowly said: “I failed to operate 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: "All in all, little spirits boss, thank you so much. Whether you saved my life or chat with me. I think I seem to be motivated again. I'm going back to the guild now..."

With that, the assassin turned around to leave.But at this moment, Xiao Lijiu put the cup in his hand back into the cup holder and slowly said, "Wait a moment."

Shouting the cream, Xiao Lijiu walked out from behind the bar. At the same time, he took out an umbrella, dangled the rain water slightly, and said, "Go to a place with me."

The cream is a bit strange, but since the boss is talking, he can only follow.

The two walked out of the unicorn bar together and walked along the streets in the morning.It didn't take long before the two of them walked to the door of a newly opened blacksmith shop.

Knocked on the door, and the whiskey's sleepy face appeared in front of the two of them.

"Huh? Little Spirit Boss? Assassin of Mermaid Song? What happened to you so early?"

The little spirits boss nodded lightly, walked into the blacksmith's shop, and said, "I want to ask you a favor. Cream, take out your two weapons."

Cream didn't understand, but he took out the natural double-edged blade and placed it on the table in the smithy.

The double-edged nature has now completely changed, and the short sword held in his right hand has now shrunk to the size of a dagger.The one held by the left hand was obviously too expensive, and now there was really only one spike left, and even the place for the grip was almost gone.

Looking at the two wooden weapons, whiskey seemed a little uncomprehending.He looked at these two weapons, then looked at the cream, and said, "On the workmanship...it is indeed exquisite. But if it is carpentry work, maybe you should look for polyester to be more accurate?"

Little Liquor shook his head, reached out and grabbed the sleeve arrow on the left wrist of the cream, and said, "Mr. Whiskey, can you please install this wooden spike on this machine? Let it follow the hand The action ejected."

Whiskey walked over and looked at the Hidden Blade on Cream's wrist. After checking it up and down, he nodded and said, "This is okay. There is a magic machine in it. If you install it, it should be fine. Give me some time, but I believe it will not take much time."

Take off the sleeve arrows, take the whiskey and start studying.The little spirits boss watched the blacksmith's continuous operation here, and slowly said: "The weapon in his left hand is very degraded and can no longer be held in his hand. Instead of holding on to it, it is better to pretend to be a concealed weapon. It’s more appropriate. It can be made into a fist sword or a weapon for sneak attacks and assassinations. It all depends on how you usually use it."

Then, the barkeeper picked up another wooden dagger, weighed it in his hand for a moment, and slowly said: "As for this active weapon, it is to tell you that you should remember more closely that you are An assassin. Since you are an assassin, you shouldn’t always think of fighting the enemy head-on. The shortness of your weapons also means you must keep this in mind at all times.”

When handing the wooden dagger to Cream, the assassin who had allowed himself to appear on the front battlefield many times before seemed to have finally thought of something.After thinking for a while, he raised his hands very solemnly and took over the natural short blade.After playing with it for a while, a sense of self-confidence finally began to spread from the bottom of my heart, and then the blade was inserted into the scabbard on his waist.

"Then, I'll go first. You can wait until the weapon is finished and take it yourself. Also regarding the cost..."

The little spirits boss yelled at the whiskey inside very coolly.

"The cost is on the head of the Mermaid Song, there is no problem, right."

Whiskey raised his hammer and shook his hand, and said with a smile: "Of course it's okay! This time I will commission the work without making a counteroffer. It's really true that I can make such a sum from President Airo. It's so cool! Ah, but don't worry, I won't speak loudly, hahaha!"

In response to this, Cream can only smile awkwardly now and stop talking.

As the sun gradually rises, the whiskey work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Cream leaned against the door, listening to the constant sound of ironing and polishing.

As time went by, he seemed to finally feel relieved.He even decided to go back to everyone in the guild immediately after the weapon was built, and then have a good chat with the president, and talk about his thoughts in the past these days...

No matter how bad the thought, how terrible it is, including your own worries, your own sadness, your own despair... everything, you must talk to the president as much as you can!

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

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

While thinking about it, Cream gradually heard the noise from the street outside.

It's a little strange that on this rainy day, it is so lively outside.

Over there, the whiskey that was carefully hooking the iron with a charcoal pen said, "Who knows, maybe it is your president who started to sell those flower fairy products."

It’s right to think about it this way. Cream smiled, and was not concerned about the noise outside, and said: "Oh, speaking of our president, we can really do anything for money. Solicited two days ago. The business is traveling, and I sit in a middleman selling flower fairy products. I really want to look like you can't get out of the eyes of money."

Whiskey laughed and said: "Indeed, indeed! I have never seen anyone who values ​​money more than your president in my life. Wanting to make money from him is like killing him. But then again. , Throughout the ages, it is estimated that your president will be able to come up with a way to make flower fairies and our humans get along with us to make money. Really! Your president is simply a natural businessman, even the fairies' money will not be spared. "

Leaning against the wall, Whiskey listened to the noise outside, couldn't help but laughed, and nodded slightly: "Ah, our president is like this. Now there is a blood in our guild. I am really worried about the future of our guild. Will he be involved in some blood-related incident again?"

Whiskey picked up the file and rubbed one of the shrapnel carefully, and said as he worked: "What? Does your guild still have work to communicate with the kinsmen?"

Cream spread his hands and said helplessly: "In this world, is there still such a terrible situation that it is a small guild to break into the blood clan base camp? But our president? I seem to believe in the feeling of that blood family. Well, although I don’t hate cheese, I don’t think that other blood families will be as hostile to humans as our guild blood family. I am really worried that one day we will If the guild takes on some weird mission and has to meet with the blood elders, the scene should not be too beautiful!"

Having said that, Cream raised a finger and said with a smile: "But do you know what I am more worried about than this scene?"

Whiskey looked back: "Worry about it?"

Cream shrugged: "I'm even more worried that by then our president will come up with some weird theories. As a result, the blood races who have been keeping a distance from us humans also start to want to do business with us humans. Can you imagine one day in the future when a large group of blood races are walking around in our Pelican Town anytime and anywhere, just like the current flower fairies?"

Whiskey raised his head, closed his eyes and imagined it for a moment. Then he shivered and said with an awkward smile: "In that case, our Pelican Town is really going to become a town that never sleeps... so many blood races... ...Haha...horrible...it's really terrible."

Cream tilted his head: "Isn't it? I just hope that the president will try to stay calm for the sake of money. You can make more money, but if something goes wrong in some links, then make more money. It won't help anymore."

After some trimming, the whiskey has finally been made.After screwing in a few screws, the blacksmith nodded, seemingly satisfied with the weapon in his hand, and turned it over to cream with a smile: "Okay! Try it! I'll adjust it if it feels inappropriate."

Taking the weapon, Cream buckled it on his left wrist.Whiskey turned his head to deal with the scattered tools.But just as the blacksmith finished cleaning up and turned his head to look, he suddenly shouted in shock, "No! You are pretending to be wrong!"

Cream was taken aback, looked at the buckle on his wrist, and said, "Reversed? Where is it reversed?"

Whiskey sighed and walked over and said, "Can't you, Hidden Arrows be able to launch flying arrows? Before, your flying arrows were fired from the back of your hand, but now because of the position adjustment, I changed it from the palm of your hand. That side was launched. So the wooden spike should have been ejected as a sword on the back of the hand!"

The blacksmith walked over and tried to readjust the buckle of the cream: "But you have installed it upside down, and the spikes are on the palm side. In this case, once the spikes pop out, it is likely to hurt your fingers... …Ah, don’t move! Alas, I should really help you adjust to the fool installation mode, so that you won’t install it backwards."