A hint of businessman's cunning flashed in the old blacksmith's eyes: "Are you an adventurer?"
Reiner nodded.
"How about we make a deal?"
Reiner glanced at him warily: "You say..."
The old blacksmith quickly walked to the front desk and took out a worn map from the cabinet.
He pointed to a wilderness west of Melode City and whispered, "There's a group of bandits hiding in this area. Their leader is a jerk named Reynard. If you can capture him and bring him to me, I'll give you the sword. How about that?"
After that, the old blacksmith handed over the portrait of Leonard.
He has a beard, a scar on his face, and one of his eyes is blinded. It's a classic villain face.
Reiner put the portrait into his pocket and asked, "Is there any grudge between you two?"
The old blacksmith clenched his aged fists and said angrily, "He killed my only son."
"Why not a bounty hunter?"
"I've been looking for it for several months, but I've found nothing." The old blacksmith shook his head.
Reiner pondered for a moment, then asked, "How many people are there?"
The old blacksmith shrugged. "A few or a dozen, who knows?"
"Only the living ones?"
"It's best if he's alive. If he's dead, you need to bring me his head." The old blacksmith's eyes were grim.
Reiner nodded: "I'll give it a try, don't get your hopes up."
Reiner plans to put the 㹏 line aside and do a side quest first.
After all, the rewards given by the old blacksmith seem to be more generous than those given by the system.
Walking to the shelf, he asked Martina to choose another two-handed sword, then took out a gold coin from his pocket and handed it to the old blacksmith.
Seeing Martina holding the sword in her right hand without any pressure, Reiner felt like something was missing: "You hold the sword in one hand, so why not use a shield in your left hand?"
Martina thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Reiner took out another 10 silver coins and bought a heraldic shield hanging on the wall.
After buying equipment for Martina, Reiner looked at Nora beside him again.
She was squatting in front of the shelf, carefully selecting throwing knives.
The two looked at each other.
(Should I ask this guy? This throwing knife looks pretty good.)
A set of throwing knives costs 3 silver coins, and two sets are only 6 silver coins. Reiner feels that there is no need to be so frugal.
This thing is a consumable. If you throw out a handful and don't have a chance to collect it, it will be gone, so naturally the more the better.
"If you need anything, just say it. Don't be mean."
Noila scratched her face and said in a low voice, "I want to buy some more throwing knives..."
Reiner took out six silver coins and placed them on the table, then picked up two sets of throwing knives and stuffed them into her waist bag.
Now there are only two gold coins and some scattered copper coins left in my pocket.
Reiner went to the armor shop again and customized light leather armor for the three of them.
The craftsman looked at Reiner and couldn't help but teasing him, "I've been doing this for so long, and this is the first time I've seen someone buy armor for their slaves, and it's a female slave..."
After taking the measurements, you will have to wait three days before you can pick it up.
During this time, he wanted to go to the west of the city to find out about the gang of robbers and see if he could find an opportunity to kill them.
Thinking of this, Reiner looked at Martina beside him and asked, "How's your leg?"
It felt like her legs were almost healed, and she could jump and run all the way.
"Almost recovered." Martina said expressionlessly.
Reiner nodded: "Then you can show it later."
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