Astartes of the Bear School Chapter 332

Chapter 332 321.【turbid current】big sword

 “Come, come here. It's cool in this room.”

Berengar led Lan En to a small room built next to the smelting room.

As soon as he entered, the cool feeling immediately dissipated the high temperature in the smelting room.

 Lan En walked in. It seemed that Berengar had been staying here for a long time, so he could observe the operation of this equipment at all times.

 In the small room is a simple lounge structure, a set of tables and chairs, a bed, and a glove box.

“To replenish the magic power of the crystal, and to deliver a large amount of ores and monster materials at one time, the sorcerers' levitation technique is required. So they planned a rest stop here, and now I use it the most.”

Berengar put Lan En on the chair very familiarly, and he reached under the bed and groped around.

 While bending down, he explained.

“This house has been cast by sorceresses, and the heat will be discharged directly into the seawater under the reef. Of course, this also requires regular charging.”

"Aha! I found it! This guy is too long and heavy. Even the storage box can't fit in it, so it can only be placed under the bed."

Lan En ignored Berengar's complaints, his eyes were already fixed on the long wooden box.

 An expectant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

 “Open it, Berengar.”

The long-faced demon hunter smiled confidently: "Of course, of course. This is a good sword that took me three days and two nights to make. Of course I will open it. Just take a look."

 The long wooden box was opened, and a dark, huge sword appeared in front of Lan En's eyes.

Berengar seems to have used some unique forging technique. Valyrian steel should have had a water-like pattern like a Damascus pattern.

The black ones are like black smoke, and the white ones are as bright and cold as snow.

 But on this huge sword, black and white are divided into two distinct parts.

The blade is so bright that it can illuminate the silhouette of a person, and the spine of the sword, which mainly bears the pressure, is pure black, giving people a sense of weight.

 The shape of the sword is very conventional, but its size is extraordinary. It's a palm wide, 1.8 meters long, and nearly a knuckle thick.

 The hand guard does not use a cross sword grid, but is more like a flat rectangular iron block that is directly mounted on it.

Lann guessed it was for balancing.

The hilt of the sword is wrapped in circles by a roll of white linen, which is non-slip and moisture-proof.

In short, this is a sword that is more fierce, more intimidating and destructive than the big sword from Old Robert that Lan En used urgently!

"Wow."

Lan En raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to express admiration.

Berengar readily accepted this.

"Only you can use this sword well, Lan En. Even if I use Valyrian steel, the total weight of this sword still reaches more than fifty kilograms. I have calculated that if it is made of ordinary steel, this sword The sword would probably weigh more than 300 kilograms."

 Lan did not take a position on this statement.

 He stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the sword hilt wrapped in linen in the wooden box with his palm.

 It was very heavy to hold, and when he actually held the sword in his hand, this weight made him feel a comfortable sense of satisfaction.

 For a warrior, the weight of a weapon is reassuring.

“Hold it with both hands, hold it with both hands. If your waist slips, it won't be possible in a day and a half.”

Before Berengar finished speaking, his mouth began to open and close unconsciously, but he forgot to coordinate with his throat and could not make a sound.

Lan En held the hilt of the sword with one hand and straightened up smoothly, his pair of shining cat eyes following the giant sword.

 The two hearts began to beat violently, and the blood flow pumped out made the body stronger and more powerful. A faint heat overflowed from the corners of Lan En's mouth and between his teeth.

 Hang fifty kilograms of weight outside a person's body and start swinging it, which will undoubtedly completely destroy the stability of a person's center of gravity.

But with the blessing of the core knowledge of [Bear School Swordsmanship], Lan En has been able to control his center of gravity very well.

 He lifted the entire sword cleanly and neatly, because it was wider than an ordinary weapon and brought more airflow.

 When Lan En lifted the sword, these airflows even carried away the dust in the cracks of the floor.

 A small tornado of dust rolled up at the distance where the sword tip left the ground!

With a little effort, Lan En lifted the giant sword with one hand and put it on his shoulder.

The blade of a greatsword is not sharp. It is originally used for attacking fortresses. A blade that is too sharp will make it vulnerable in a collision.

 “Click!”

The heel of the greatsword's blade pressed against the leather shoulder pads of the High Bear School armor, making a powerful crisp sound.

It wasn't the sword blade that damaged the shoulder armor, it was the fact that after the sword blade was placed on the shoulder, the plates inside the entire set of armor shook!

 “What a fine sword, Berengar!”

 Grip, center of gravity, weight, toughness The mass of Valyrian steel supports such unusual dimensions.

 Under normal circumstances, for a two-handed sword with a blade thickness of half a centimeter, the front end of the blade will automatically deform and bend under gravity when it is held flat.

And the shape of this sword is larger, but the sword body can be straighter and smoother.

Berengar stood beside him for a long time, and it wasn't until Lan put the sword on his shoulder that he finally returned to normal.

 “My Meritelli”

The long-faced witcher kept smacking his mouth. His impression of Lan En's combat prowess was still before the young man installed the [Second Heart].

 After that, Lan En never showed his current physical fitness in front of him.

"Okay. I can see that your hands are itchy and you want to cut something. Anyone who gets a good sword will think so. But let's discuss it. How about you wait until you get out before going crazy? I'm afraid you'll kill me. This set of things is designed to be wiped."

Berengar curled his lips with a complicated expression.

 He also likes good swords and wants to wield the sword he made himself, but he is self-aware.

And now he is more concerned about his own set of smelting and processing equipment.

Of course Lan En would not start practicing at this time. Berengar also specially prepared a set of leather straps for him to carry the sword on his back.

 Because of the heavy weight of the sword, the leather strap cannot be as simple as the strap of an ordinary long sword.

 This is a set of suspenders that distributes weight on the shoulders, back, and waist. It looks like a modern combat vest.

There is an iron ring on the back, which is used to hook with the iron ring on the sword grid and hang it.

"By the way, what's the name of this sword? Every good sword should have a good name."

Putting the giant sword on his back, Lan asked Berengar while moving his body to adapt to the increased weight.

“Just playing this sword will take half my life away from me, and I'm not good at naming it. Well, naming it after the place where it was made is not a bad idea. [Dark Water], how about it?”

 Dark Water, also known as Zhuoshui Village. Lan En automatically completed the conversion in his mind.

“Very good, let's call this sword [Zhuoliu].”

Berengar pursed his lips and said, "Actually, is there a possibility that you don't need to ask me my name?"

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