Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1569: The ultimate battle on the battlefield (13)
Chapter 1569 The ultimate battle in the battlefield (thirteen)
"Uh, what's that?" Seeing those rusted machine tools, the Leopard Man couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you say you're not interested in that kind of high-tech evil? Why are you Is there a stamping machine in the basement?"
Father Odin was stunned for a while, and it took a long time before he answered truthfully: "Those garbage are all left by my stupid son, of course."
"Mr. Hank?" Saifer also heard about this man from his brother. Hank seems to have been the son of Father Odin, but then disappeared.
"Don't keep staring at that kind of garbage," the old man became more and more displeased: "I told you to get out of here, get out of here."
Seifer ignored Father Odin's eviction order and walked over to inspect the rusted machine tools carefully: "That's amazing, isn't this a Roswell stamping machine with an accuracy of 3 million gauge? That custom version with only 3,000 units in the world?! Oh my God, it's just a waste of money to leave it in such a place and let it rust!------Ugh, the inner core has not rusted yet. , great meow!"
"What nonsense are you talking about, the old man doesn't understand at all." Father Odin doesn't know anything about this kind of thing: "Don't waste time, get out."
"Wait, meow!" The leopard young man turned his head nervously and looked at the old man: "Dad Odin, it's a good thing to sell this to me meow? Anyway, it's a waste to throw it here, why not? Let me take it back and repair it, maybe it can still be used meow!"
"So not only do you have a bad habit of burning money casually, but now you also have a hobby of picking up garbage?" The old man was angry and began to complain fiercely: "This is what my son left behind, why do you want me Sell it to you? Go go go! You rude stupid cat is worse than your brother!"
"Uh!" This stings Saifer: "But!"
"It's useless to say anything! Get out!" The old man waved the hammer in his hand excitedly. Although that thing is used for blacksmithing, it is not a very good weapon, but it can kill people when used properly.
"If your son is no longer alive, if he really has the so-called spirit in the sky, he will probably cry." Saifer said: "The equipment I bought with a lot of money was thrown here by my father. It slowly rusts in the damp and dark corner, and there is no chance to see the light again."
"Even so, this has nothing to do with you, stupid cat." The old man became angry: "Why should I sell this thing to you cheaply in order to comfort my son's spirit in the sky who doesn't know if it exists? Even if these are already Rusty garbage, I have the right to throw it away, or dismantle it, right? Why should I sell this garbage to you?"
"But you haven't thrown it away, meow." The leopard youth pointed out the problem sharply: "Could it be that he is still thinking about his son, thinking that Mr. Hank, who has disappeared, will come back one day. Come here, meow?"
The old man was silent.
"Huhu." From the silence of the other party, Saifer knew that he had guessed right. The more hesitant he became, he continued: "Well. You lend it to me temporarily, and I will take responsibility and repair it thoroughly to the point where it can be used meow. And then who knows? Maybe one day your son Hank is back, meow? I'll just give him the repaired machine at that time, meow."
"Nonsense..." But the old man looked gloomy: "What do you know. Hank can't come back at all."
"What meow? This may be a meow------"
The sullen father Odin said quietly: "You know the shit. According to the law that the lifespan of the dragon hunters decreases with each generation, the people of the same generation as Hank have already died. Calculated by lifespan. , he should have died ten years ago, it is absolutely impossible to live now."
Safir was like suddenly swallowing a date pit, something stuck in his throat and couldn't make a sound.
"Go away." The old man pointed to the exit of the basement, "and don't come to me in the future. I don't want to see a self-righteous stupid cat like you."
The leopard youth walked angrily towards the exit of the basement. However, he still felt unwilling to give up, and suddenly pouted and turned around and added: "Since everyone else is gone, you should give me all these machines, meow. You thought it was a favor to him to leave these things in the basement. What kind of condolences? No. You leave his cherished treasures in such a cold and damp place and let them rust, but it is an insult to him, meow."
More blue veins popped out of Father Odin's forehead, and it could be seen that he was almost at the limit of his anger. However, the old man forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, because he knew that Seifer's words actually had some truth.
"Okay. Move them all away. Then get out of here, I don't want to see you again." Father Odin said coldly.
For the sake of saying this, Sefer has no room for further negotiation, so he can only do it. Taking advantage of him, he should have given a triumphant smile, but he couldn't. It always feels very sad to take away the legacy left by the old man's son.
Whether it's right or wrong, Zephyr removed all the rusted equipment from the basement and moved it bit by bit to his van. As he imagined, the machines only had rust marks on the surface, but the inner core was well maintained and basically did not rust. Although the air in Father Odin's basement is humid, some kind of special drying treatment seems to have been done in any corner of the equipment of the other party, so that these instruments that have been placed for many years are eroded by the moisture unexpectedly slowly.
But after loading everything into the car, Zephyr couldn't help but feel even more depressed. He originally came here to find a place to store equipment, but now not only can he not find a place to store equipment, but instead the cargo on the truck has increased. What should I do next?
There is a back-up plan, although the Leopard youth are reluctant to implement it. The backup plan, of course, was to ask someone in Great Britain to help store the equipment. However, considering that they were all bought from the black market and belonged to illegal income, people in Great Britain (especially Cador of the Round Table) must be nagging about it. But since there is no other way, so be it. With the relationship between the Leopard youth and King Arthur, no matter how unwilling the people of Great Britain are, they will eventually borrow an empty room in the battleship to store the equipment for the Leopard youth.
Seifer groaned inwardly as he jumped into one of the vans and started the engine. The main truck towed another truck and carried all the equipment.
Meanwhile, Great Britain, the residence of Prince Kay.
"Is this... fish soup?" Husky looked at a huge fish head on the plate, and couldn't help but feel depressed. It was a kind of fish that the dog boy didn't know, it should be a river fish, but the fish eyes were so big and scary, the dead fish eyes seemed to be staring at the dog boy all the time, which made Husky panic.
"Hey, hey, there's still a lot to gain from going out fishing. Drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold." Prince Kai said with a grin, drinking the fish soup and bringing the bread into his mouth. .
Haskey glanced at his buddy Hal, and the leopard boy gave Husky a wry smile. Rather than saying that this was the fish he and Uncle Kai caught at noon, it was better to say that the fish was actually Bought it at the market, fishing for half a day and getting nothing at all—of course, Hal wouldn't say it.
"Uh..." Haskey spooned a mouthful of soup. The soup is so thick, full of fish umami, and slightly spicy. In order to cover up the fishy smell, the chef of the prince's family must have used a lot of pepper and ginger. But in general, this fish soup is not unpleasant to drink, and it can even be said to be delicious. The umami of white radish and fish is perfectly matched, which elevates the deliciousness of fish to a higher level. Serve this as a sauce and serve it in your mouth with the bread, and it's surprisingly appetizing.
"Speaking of which, are you staying in the room obediently at noon?" The red-haired knight glanced at Husky and the evil star curiously: "Really so obedient? Obviously active little devils and wild animals A tough lizard?"
"Pay attention to your tone, human." The evil star gave Kai a white look.
"Ahhahaha..." Husky laughed for a while, "Husky just played video games in the room for half a day and babbled."
He couldn't tell Prince Kai directly that he was learning swordsmanship with Uncle Shaxing. It should be said that this matter can only be a secret between Husky and Shaxing, and must not be told to anyone else, otherwise it will be very bad. Not to mention Husky's mom, even Uncle Arthur, who agreed with Husky to learn some combat techniques for self-defense, probably wouldn't want to see Husky start wielding knives and swords at such a young age.
But, of course, as long as Husky doesn't speak up, no one will know that Shaxing is teaching Husky about swordsmanship. Because the one who is really wielding the sword is actually Shaxing, Shaxing only needs to adjust his body size to the same size as Husky, and then repeatedly practice his original swordsmanship, and then use the experience gained from practice to compress memory. method stored in the dragon scale, Husky can simply learn the same swordsmanship. To put it simply, Shaxing is only responsible for "recording" various sword moves, and Husky with dragon scales can reproduce the already recorded sword moves.
Of course, if this kind of thing is not used in actual combat, the swordsmanship is never Husky's own swordsmanship. As a result, Husky still needs to find opportunities to practice himself.
The question is where to find this opportunity. It's too dangerous to practice swordsmanship in Husky's own room, a person who accidentally enters the room to check and then the secret is no longer a secret. If you can log into the wonderful virtual reality game of the Knights of Great Britain again, you may be able to practice well in that virtual world---but I don't know if Uncle Shaxing's dragon scales can play in that virtual world. produce an effect?
The most important thing really is to find the opportunity to practice ~IndoMTL.com~ and preferably to practice. Only in this way can the swordsmanship "taught" by Uncle Shaxing be completely transformed into Husky's own.
"Are you gaming?" Prince Kay rubbed his chin and thought for a moment: "Although it is grounded, it doesn't seem very good to keep children in the room playing video games all the time."
"Okay, it's decided." He quickly finished his lunch, stood up and said, "Uncle Kay will take you to play other [games]. Boys, you should start that at your age. It's a good workout. But it's a secret between us, and don't let your mom know about it."
"Huh?" Husky and Hal let out a low, suspicious hum at the same time.
Ten minutes later, Prince Kay took the two teenagers to a basement of the mansion: "Lie down on the chair, the game is about to start."
There, there are five bench-like machines. The Husky and the others were all too familiar with it. They were the devices used to log in to the virtual world game that the apprentice knights were training with.