Open Your Quest Log Chapter 65

Barrett walks in the Bay of Pigs.

He passed between two houses leaning against each other, pushed away a drunk who was leaning over to kiss him, and grabbed a handful of raspberries from a grocery store, ignoring the stall The Lord's resentful cry (the guy owes Barrett money). Along the way, adventurers greeted Barrett from time to time, and he mostly just nodded, occasionally stopping to exchange a few words with a few familiar adventurers.

Dodging another hen running for freedom, and the middle-aged woman chasing after it, and bypassing a wagon full of turnips stuck in the mud, Barrett was in a blacksmith shop Before stopping, he simply said hello to the blacksmith who was smoking a cigarette and doing nothing, then took out the sword from his waist and handed it to the blacksmith.

An adventurer next to the blacksmith saw Barrett, and he walked up to him and laughed, "You actually came back alive, I said that this little girl in the misty forest must have an affair with you!"

"Trust me, it's not as charming as your old sister." Barrett said without looking back.

"His old sister has a pockmarked face and a pair of rabbit teeth. You won't like it." The blacksmith said while examining Barrett's sword carefully, "Give me two silver coins, and I will let you taste them. Taste the sweetness of my old lady."

Nicknamed 'Copper Mine', the blacksmith is a sturdy old man with ravine-like wrinkles and a gray beard. Although this old man has been struggling to forge weapons due to his age and health, he still needs to maintain his armor and weapons. Very informative.

"Keep it for yourself," Barrett said to the blacksmith. "I'm afraid she'll die of 'excitement' before I touch her."

Normally, Barrett would take good care of his saber, but every time he returned from an adventure in the foggy forest, he would usually find a 'copper mine' and let him examine the weapon carefully.

"That's why you don't know how powerful she is!" the blacksmith said in a disdainful tone, "When my old sister was young, she could make three men get out of bed at the same time, and even now, ordinary strong boys are still no match for her. ." As he spoke, he took out a special piece of ground steel from the cutting board.

The blacksmith held the Barrett saber in front of his eyes and carefully observed the fine scratches on the surface of the sword body. Then the blacksmith brought the blade of the saber close to the top of the polished steel at an angle of 20°, and then slowly slid across the entire polished steel. to the bottom. After repeating this several times, he took the sword to his eyes to observe it carefully, and then changed the angle and continued to polish it.

"If she could be 50 years younger, maybe I would consider it," Barrett said. After returning from the foggy forest, he was in a very relaxed mood.

"If she were 50 years younger, trust me, the king would kneel to kiss her toes." The blacksmith glanced at Barrett, "Is it your turn?"

"The king of which country?" Barrett asked with a smile.

"The Griffin Kingdom, the Nord's, the Holy Arathor, the Takara's, the Fusai Kingdom, the Four Cities Alliance, and..." The blacksmith counted with his fingers, "and the one who built the The kingdom on the mountain, what is it called? Petro or Pedro?"

"Perello Kingdom."

"Whatever. When my old sister was young, she had the young people of four villages fight because of her, and three nobles fought for her. Of course, they all lost in the end. On the bed." The old man looked proud. Said, "Believe me, the same will be true of the Seven Kingdoms and countless city-states - to wage war to get close to my old sister. If there is no Mage to stop it." He then added.

After listening to the adventurer who spoke first, he sneered, "Then the bottom of your sister is only worth 2 silver coins now?"

"That's also better than nobody below your sister." The old man did not show weakness.

The blacksmith was arguing, but he didn't delay at all. After carefully polishing Barrett's sword, the blacksmith took out a can of special knife oil and spread the knife oil evenly and carefully on the sword.

"It can be seen that you have chopped a lot of things with it this time," said the blacksmith, "and some tough guys."

"Frost spider," Barrett explained. "You know, the forelimbs of these things aren't much like steel."

Although Barrett would carefully wipe his saber after every battle, there would still be some marks left on the sword. An experienced blacksmith can tell many things from these traces.

The blacksmith nodded, "I heard that three teams were reduced due to the frost spider's attack. I hope you, the 'feeder', didn't send too much food to the forest."

"There were no casualties this time," said Barrett pretending to be indifferent. Because this time I was with an elite adventurer team, and the team also had a mage. If it were an ordinary adventurer, when the wolves of the Winter Wolf raided, the entire team would become the food of the forest.

"Oh? This is really rare." The blacksmith handed the sword back to Barrett, "but even if there is someone left in the forest, that person can't be you."

Barrett took the sword, looked at it carefully, and put it back into his waist, "No way, this girl in the misty forest has taken a fancy to me."

The first adventurer touched his chin with his hand and stared straight at Barrett, "Hey, if you really become my brother-in-law, I'm not worried that she will become a widow." He said happily, "I Although the old lady has rabbit teeth, her figure is still very good."

Barrett patted the young adventurer's shoulder with a smile, turned around and left the blacksmith without saying anything.

"Hey, Barrett, think about it!" the adventurer shouted behind him, "Great figure!"

If your sister is a lovely person, maybe I will consider it. Barrett thought.

The barbarian adventurer walked along the filthy 'Wild Dog Road', passed the iconic thorn tent, and passed between the two adventurers who quarreled so fiercely that they drew their weapons.

And the two adventurers who faced each other with swords looked at Barritt who passed through them and then left, turned their heads and glanced at each other, then spat at each other on the ground, and walked away angrily.

Barrett finally came to a place called the 'Cellar Area' in the Bay of Pigs and stopped again.

In the early days of the Bay of Pigs, this area was dug into a large cellar a long time ago, hence its name. At that time, the big cellar belonged to a businessman named 'Chebman', who had left many traces in the Bay of Pigs.

The Bay of Pigs is an adventurer camp. Although it has a large population, it has not developed into a village like Tarun Town. It has many adventurers, as well as taverns and blacksmiths, but no farmers and crops.

There may be people here who raise a few chickens or pigs in their spare time, but no one is willing to grow crops here year after year. People who are willing to grow crops will not come to this place.

In the Bay of Pigs, almost all agricultural products, even a piece of rye bread, need to be transported from Tarun Town. Because of this, there are even more merchants here than Keren, and this Chebman is one of these merchants. one of.

Merchant Chebman hired someone to dig a huge cellar in the Bay of Pigs, in which he stored a large number of carrots, onions, turnips, potatoes, tomatoes and other vegetables, as well as lemons, sweet plums, apples, oranges and other vegetables. Fruits, smoked fish and cured meats are abundant.

He was the largest food supplier in the entire adventurer camp when the Bay of Pigs was established. Every day, countless food was transferred in and out of the 'Chebman's Crypt' named after him, and even the Golden Clover Knight in Mist Castle. regiments, and sometimes buy supplies from him.

Chebman earned a lot of gold coins and magic materials, but he also attracted people's attention and was eventually robbed. This is the Bay of Pigs, and it's perfectly normal for something like this to happen.

It happened on a dark night without a moon, and several teams of adventurers attacked Chebman together. Although his followers fought bravely against the enemy and fought against the invaders, they were ultimately no match for these adventurers who were used to fighting and fighting for their lives. The entire cellar was looted, countless turnips and onions rolled to the ground, tons of tomatoes and sweet plums were trampled, bags of torn beans and oats were scattered everywhere~www.mtlnovel.com~The cellar A mess inside and out.....

After dawn, although the Golden Clover Knights came to maintain order and investigated the incident, they did not find out who the adventurers were involved in the attack, because at the end of the conflict, when the looting was over, the entire camp was almost There are no innocent people, and in the end, things will be over.

As for Chebman, there are rumors that he was hacked to death and then dismembered, and some people say that he was rescued by his entourage, but in any case, this man never returned to the Bay of Pigs, and the cellar, forever been idled.

However, it is a little strange that many adventurers who have lived in the Bay of Pigs for a long time say that this Chebman is the prototype of the merchant in the legend of "Nora without Eyes". But why there is such a statement, but no one can say clearly.

After that, the Bay of Pigs had several murders and throwing corpses, and the huge and dark cellar became an ideal place for throwing corpses. Eventually, the entire cellar was landfilled and leveled, with crooked cabins and tents erected.

And Barrett's so-called 'home' in the Bay of Pigs is one of these dilapidated wooden houses.

Barrett walked to the wooden house that belonged to him, reached out and pushed the door open.

The house was unsurprisingly empty, and the ground and the tree stump-shaped dining table were covered with a thin layer of dust. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the wooden house, and the orange light did not bring any warmth to the house. The fireplace was as cold as the soup pot hanging from it, the bed was empty, and the pale wood looked like a coffin.

Barrett threw himself heavily on the bed with a "thump", and the dust rose up and danced recklessly in the cold light.

He took off the saber from his waist, held it in his arms, and fell asleep.

Chapter end