Chapter 149 148. The person eyeing the sword

"Thank you for your help, Gendry. Please give this dagger a scabbard. The price will be calculated at the end."

A peaceful and friendly voice came, awakening the blacksmith apprentice's hazy mind.

The muscular young man blinked his eyes and shook his head instinctively, and then he saw the impossibly handsome guest in front of him, looking at him inquiringly.

He suddenly woke up.

Did I just get distracted?

Gendry was a little unsure if he hadn't been resting well recently.

But this is not a big deal, and you don’t need to worry about it.

After he regained consciousness, he followed Lan En's gaze and found what the guest wanted.

It was a short sword that was almost as long as an adult's forearm. It had a one-handed handle wrapped in red leather, and the blade was only a little over ten centimeters long.

"I think we can do it. In the past, we didn't dare to do anything casually because there were only a few places where stolen goods were sold, and Golden Robe could check them out if they wanted. But now, haven't we just been taken in by our 'distinguished lord'?

"

But after the shock, there was a kind of anger mixed with surprise.

There is a dark alley.

That was the prey they had chosen, and they were supposed to drag it into the shadows five or ten minutes later, knock it out and strip it naked during the struggle.

"Whoa!"

Under normal circumstances, a silver deer is enough to buy a decent long sword, but Tob Mott's reputation and craftsmanship make even a forearm-long dagger in this shop more expensive in terms of price.

You have to pay the bill with silver deer.

The person whose face was pressed went limp immediately after this blow, and it was only because his face was pinched by that hand that he didn't collapse into a ball on the ground.

When he said the words 'Your Honor', he did not give his tone the emotion that matched the meaning of the words.

"Everyone, I'm a little interested in the 'adult' you talk about."

But at the same time, his ears twitched slightly, and in a movement that seemed to twist his neck to relax, he glanced at his right rear.

For them, swordsmanship is like a tool for creating art.

Now I can only lie on the ground, feeling dizzy and breathing through my mouth.

"Your stabbing sword is not bad, but if I want to teach you something, it would be better to equip your off-hand with a short sword for blocking."

"Oh, big shot? But what's the matter? We won't touch that girl. In King's Landing, the Prime Minister can't just let the decent and upright people in this city come out to find out just because his daughter's bodyguard was robbed, right? Then

But there are hundreds of thousands of people! After we finish looting, we can go to another street and hide for a few months, won’t we be done?”

"My fault." Lan En didn't look back. A silver deer slipped out of his unmoved hand and flicked it onto the little girl's forehead.

As for the guy who was hit in the face, the blood in his nose was like a faucet being turned on.

And there, several voices were discussing something at a normal volume.

"We 'adults' have money now. No matter where it comes from, we have it anyway. And we are keen on collecting these strange things. This exquisite sword should be exchanged for a lot of money!

"

Lan En held the dagger he just bought with the hilt facing Arya.

But now, under the other person's smiling expression, they feel that they are the prey.

The surprise prey comes to your door automatically, but what makes you angry is the graceful elegance of the other party!

In other words - that expression of complete indifference!

"Bang!"

A gangster closest to Lan En took the lead in holding a wooden stick, cursing and preparing to swing it.

"The sword on that guy's back, just look at the hilt. No! Just look at the silver counterweight engraving to tell how valuable it is!"

If you have money, you are really rich, and if you look down on it, you really look down on it.

If Lan En could describe the tone, it would be like seeing a country bumpkin nouveau riche.

"Next to him is the daughter of the current Hand of the King!"

As he walked, Lan En smiled and untied the long sword strap on his chest, and placed the two swords in Alia's arms behind him.

Finally, a voice that seemed to be the leader sounded, suppressing all the disputes.

So who is this ‘adult’ who likes to collect strange things?

A border nobleman far away from the royal city? A newly successful businessman?

Lan En was very curious, after all, this 'adult' had a goal that somewhat coincided with his.

"I think it's useless. There are ten of us, drag him into the alley and beat him with sticks. He will definitely not be able to bear it. And he doesn't even have a helmet. Maybe a blow to the back of the head will be enough to knock him out for a long time.

"

Noisy voices chattered and argued back and forth in the alley.

They don't know how sharp the witcher's hearing is. To normal people's ears, this is meaningless noise, but to the witcher's ears, this is information.

Alia, who was holding two swords, let out a small cheer.

"Can you tell me something?"

She was already looking forward to what kind of swordsmanship Lan En could teach her.

Of course, the premise is that she has used her own skills to handle the first impact of the long sword slash and entered the wrestling stage.

The ten gangsters in the alley were looking at the entrance of the alley from the shadows in astonishment.

So. "Bang, bang," two soft sounds.

Therefore, even though they are beyond ordinary people, they have no chance to use the flexible combination of "bayonet + short sword", but they will definitely be able to do it.

The original ten people in the alley stared blankly at the intruder.

As a parrying sword, the short sword has an advantage over the long sword because the leverage structure it can form in a sword confrontation is much less labor-intensive than the long sword.

The leader's tone of voice was very interesting.

This basically allows Alia to fight against normal men of the same age without being at a disadvantage due to sword wrestling.

All of this seems like an insignificant transaction among the countless transactions that this store usually experiences.

Lan En thanked him and nodded indifferently. I had already agreed to teach you something, so how could I fool you?

Lan En was very satisfied with this 'normality' and walked back with Aaliya.

But then, before he could raise the stick above his head, a big hand that was so fast that he couldn't even see it hit him directly in the face!

"Bang!"

Instead, it was with a kind of teasing and ridicule.

The owner of the shop was resting on a recliner from beginning to end, and he didn't bother to raise his eyes whether the sale of a dagger was successful or not.

The atmosphere fell silent.

"Hey, he's wearing armor that doesn't look like he's going to be messed with."

Silver deer is a currency whose value is lower than that of gold dragon and silver moon.

A tall, silver-haired young man was retracting the palm of his hand that knocked on the wall twice. His elegant posture was like that of a banquet host who was knocking on his glass at a cocktail party and preparing to speak.

Pressing his head, the back of his head collided with the face of the person behind him.

The first emotion that came up was surprise.

The remaining eight people had dull expressions in front of those slightly shining cat eyes.

Aria smiled and took the dagger, tied it to the right side of her waist, and fought with the 'sewing needle' on the left side.

Gendry took a silver deer from Lann's hand and gave him a handful of coppers back.

Even if he was influenced by what he heard and saw, no matter whether he could use those outrageous sword skills or not, his vision was definitely not low.

"Ha! Thank you!"

"Sir, the scabbard will be ready soon. It's a bonus."

Gendry handed over the goods, completed the transaction, and returned to the fire to continue forging the horned helmet.

Lan En's daily [Memory Diving] has become a daily task, except for the two nights when he killed Count Stetha and fought against Dagon.

A little girl followed him enthusiastically, and the two of them walked toward the shadows of the alley.

"Woohoo! Lan En, I win!"

"This is for you."

In fact, every Emperor's Son has a superb and incredibly complex swordsmanship database in his mind.

"What a shame, I thought the local gangsters would be a little more polite."

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