Chapter 102 But there is one condition

As for the few attribute points brought by the upgrade, Ryan usually keeps them in reserve.

As for the skill points, Ryan didn't know where to use them for the time being.

So, he kept them and didn't use them.

As Lagre finished the last step, she handed a two-handed sword emitting a faint glow to Ryan.

When Ryan saw the brand new sword, he felt at first glance that it was like the "laser sword" in Star Wars in his previous life, except that it was not so bright.

But the amazing thing was that after Ryan took over the sword and swung it a few times, the sword that originally emitted a faint glow gradually became silent.

It seemed that the originally dazzling glowstone began to gradually restrain its light after being integrated into the fine steel sword, but if you look closely, you will find that on the blade, there is a wave-like, unusually bright three-layer pattern still emitting a faint glow.

Because of the inclusion of pyroxene and star iron, the weight of the sword has obviously become heavier, but it may also be because some impurities have been removed during the recasting. Generally speaking, the difference is not too big.

And with Ryan's growing strength, this weight of the sword is just right in his hand.

In addition, he can clearly feel that the sword is different from before. Not only has it become sharper, but there seems to be something else in it.

"Ryan, are you wondering why the light of the pyroxene weapon has gradually disappeared?" Lagre noticed Ryan's surprise and asked.

"It's really strange." Ryan nodded.

"The pyroxene weapon will only emit the faint light just now when it encounters evil, and it does not appear at other times. Of course, it will appear for a short time when it is successfully forged." Lagre explained.

"By the way, Ryan, don't you name your sword? This is a pyroxene weapon!!" Boris, who was standing aside, saw that the two seemed to be ready to leave, so he couldn't help but interrupt.

When Lagre heard this, she nodded and agreed, "The pyroxene weapon is indeed worthy of a separate name."

Ryan thought for a long time, but he had to admit that he was a 'bad at naming'. In the end, he thought of a name.

"Well, why not call it the Glimmering Greatsword?"

Borius slapped his forehead and looked speechless.

But unexpectedly, Lagre actually nodded, as if he really thought it was not bad, and said, "Not bad, but you can change one word a little bit, Glimmering Greatsword, Ryan, what do you think?"

"Good name!" Ryan couldn't help but praise.

The blacksmith Borius was looking at the two of them speechlessly at this time, and his mouth muttered twice, but he never said it out loud.

In fact, he was roaring in his heart, shouldn't this kind of name carry his own name, so that it can be passed down through the ages? Then at least it should be named "Ryan's Sword" or "Ryan's Exorcist Greatsword" or something like that!

What a pity, if I had made it myself, it would be better, otherwise it would definitely be named "Boris's Sword".

After solemnly wrapping the 'Glimmering Greatsword' in soft sheepskin, Ryan and Lagre bid farewell to the blacksmith Boris.

At this time, the sun had just passed directly above the sky, and it was about one o'clock in the afternoon.

Ryan only felt the waves of hunger in his stomach at this time. He had been concentrating on forging new weapons before and almost missed lunch.

Because Lagre's appearance and dress were too distinctive, Ryan chose to take Lagre home to solve the lunch problem.

On the way, Ryan thought of something, turned his head and looked at the bandage on Lagre's wrist, and said apologetically.

"Sorry, Lagre, this time you..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lagre.

"Ryan, you saved my life. I helped you forge a weapon, which is far from enough to repay you. You don't need to say sorry." Lagre's deep blue eyes stared at Ryan and said seriously.

Lagre's words made Ryan stunned.

Soon, Ryan came back to his senses and why Lagre said that.

That's because he thought he and Lagre were already friends. Forging the Glimmering Greatsword was a manifestation of friendship between friends, but in Lagre's view, it was a way to repay him for saving her life.

Ryan thought that this topic could not be discussed any further. If he continued to talk about it, he would feel like he was asking for a favor.

After thinking about it, Ryan turned and asked, "Lagre, what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to get back my brother and the others' weapons. If I can find their remains, that would be great." Lagre showed yearning and regret on her face.

There was no way not to regret it. The weapons might be found, but the remains were basically impossible. There were too many wild beasts and unknown monsters in the Nightsong Forest.

In addition, even if she wanted to get back the weapons, it would be difficult for her to do it alone.

"Why weapons?" Ryan asked puzzled.

"In the legend of our barbarians, weapons contain the souls of warriors. If you bring weapons back to the tribe, the souls of the warriors who died outside will return to Valhalla."

Ryan nodded, thought for a moment, and comforted him, "It's not that there is no chance at all. Perhaps you will be able to realize this wish soon." "

The appearance of the Evil Knight has been reported to the county city and the church by Sheriff Hamilton in a timely manner. I think someone should come to Goldshire soon and solve this problem."

Ryan has confidence in the official power of the empire. Otherwise, how can the empire maintain such a huge territory.

Ryan's words made Lagre's eyes regain some spirit. She pursed her lips and said, "Ryan, I heard from Anna that you are the night watchman of Goldshire Town, and you are also familiar with Lord Hamilton. Can you do me a favor?"

Although Lagre didn't say what kind of favor it was, Ryan had already guessed it in his heart.

"Do you want to go with the team from the county city to kill the Evil Knight and avenge your brother?" Ryan took the initiative to say.

"Yeah!" Lagre nodded.

Ryan remained silent. He wanted to say that your brother risked his life to protect you and escape, not because he wanted to see you, his sister, return to danger for him.

But Ryan knew that if Lagre didn't take revenge, she might have to live under the shadow of this incident, and it would take her a long time to get out of it.

Of course, the most important thing is that if Lagre goes with the county team this time, her safety should be guaranteed.

So Ryan nodded and said, "I promise you, I will accompany you to see Lord Hamilton in the afternoon, but I can't guarantee that he will agree. In addition, if it is a county team, the commander will most likely not be Lord Hamilton."

"In other words, Lord Hamilton may not be able to decide anything."

Lagre nodded, hummed, and said nothing more.

After lunch.

The two came to Hamilton's office.

For Hamilton, he had long wanted to meet Lagre, the only survivor of the bounty hunter team, and learn more about the evil spirit knight from her.

After a conversation, Lagre made her request.

However, after hearing Lagre's request, Hamilton frowned and said:

"Lagre, I regret and sympathize with your experience. At present, I don't know which gentleman came to the county city this time, so I can't guarantee that the other party will agree to let you go with him."

"However, I will tell them to bring back the weapons of your brother and teammates. This should not be a big problem. Of course, if there are remains, I will also help to collect them."

"Thank you, Lord Hamilton." Lagre bowed slightly and said gratefully.

After the two left the office, Ryan said to Lagre: "I will go to the training ground to practice archery for a while. Do you want to join me?"

"Okay!" It seems that after finishing the work, Lagre's mood has also improved a lot, and she has regained the lively temperament of a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

After the two came to the training ground, Ryan found that there were very few people in the field. That was because Hamilton issued an order to increase the alert, so almost all the night watchmen and security guards were mobilized.

When practicing archery, Ryan found that Lagre's archery skills were far better than his.

The bandage on the wristband was also untied by Lagre, leaving only a shallow mark on the opponent's wristband, showing the barbarian's physical fitness.

After practicing archery for a while, Lagre took the initiative to invite Ryan to compete in close combat skills, which made Ryan very happy.

He has never had a suitable person to compete with, and the object of "experience" has been temporarily vacant.

Lagre chose an oak shield and an ironwood axe. Ryan naturally would not use the "Glimmering Greatsword" behind him, but took the ironwood greatsword and stood on the field with Lagre.

Lagre hit the oak shield with the ironwood axe and said in a crisp voice: "Come on!"

"Then you have to be careful."

Ryan kicked his left foot and rushed towards Lagre quickly. When he was three meters away from Lagre, he jumped up and chopped from top to bottom with a great sword.

It was the "jump slash" of the giant bear swordsmanship.

Just when Ryan thought that Lagre would definitely avoid Ryan's powerful jump slash, Lagre actually did not retreat but advanced, and at the same time jumped high, raised the round shield in her hand and took the initiative to meet the big sword.

"Bang!!"

The sound of heavy sword and shield clashing came, and Ryan in mid-air only felt a very strong recoil force coming from the big sword, and almost couldn't hold the hilt of the big sword in his hand.

Under the fierce attack of the shield, the whole person was knocked back several meters.

This made Ryan look at Lagre in surprise.

For the "jump slash", it was the first time he encountered such a way to break it.

"What's wrong? Ryan, are you surprised?" Lagre couldn't help but smile.

"If you meet an opponent with similar strength and agility as you, the jump slash just now is not difficult to resist."

"Besides, I still have the shield I am most familiar with in my hand." Lagre raised the round shield and said.

In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed through Ryan's mind.

I thought, why do I need to go to the quartermaster to exchange for some shield fighting skills? Isn't there a "master" of shield control right in front of me?

I'm so stupid! I

just remembered it now!

"Lagre, is this some kind of fighting skill using shields for defense? Can you teach me?" Ryan asked with a little expectation.

"Do you want to learn?" Lagre's expression was strange when she heard Ryan's request, as if she had a mixture of memories, happiness, embarrassment and other emotions.

But the next second, her eyes were firm.

Lagre smiled and said, "Okay, but there is a condition!"

(End of this chapter)