Well, at least the gender is clear.
...What's the use of this! The combination of a boy, a girl, a young man and a little girl is not too much!
"Then what are their characteristics?" I asked anxiously.
"It's very common... If there's anything really special about it, the little girl's expression looked a little strange, especially when I took out the toys I made and wanted to tease her..." The old man fell into deep thought, " Hmm - she looks so much like my granddaughter that I couldn't help it at the time, but now that I think about it, she might just be shorter."
Co-authoring this is considered teasing a girl?
The problem now is that there is still no way to know who is behind the scenes, but it should be certain that there are probably two enemies.
"How many puppets did he commission you to make at that time?" I asked after thinking about it for a while.
It's not too late to figure out how many puppet substitutes he has, and then we can discuss it later.
"He commissioned me to make seven dolls, but only five have been delivered so far. The rest..."
"Can you please put this thing in when you make the doll?" Nolan Lesi handed over an iron plate, on which several runes were melted concisely and clearly.
"this is--"
"It's for tracking. Since there's no way to wait for them, let's just come to the door." Nolan Lusi said quite simply, "I always have a bad premonition, as if something uncomfortable is going to happen. Same……"
"Well, forget it." He sighed, took the iron plate in Nolan Lusi's hand, looked at it blankly, and finally said, "Since this kind of thing has already happened, it seems that it's not good for me to just sit back and watch. You still have to make up for your mistakes."
He stood up slowly and took out a long black wooden box from under the counter.
So old man, you also like to hide some weapons under the counter?
"Aren't you planning to give the sword to the hero?" I looked at him a little surprised, feeling that what happened was too routine and not interesting...
He looked at me with complicated eyes and said, "Has the imagination of young people now been limited? We have already seen this scene back then. Is it still like this after so many years..."
Why do I feel like this tastes wrong?
He sighed and said with some helplessness: "What's more, a sword given to a hero must have the value of a gift. The sword I took out now is just my old sword. To be fair, there is no way it can compare to what you have now. I won’t sacrifice this ugly sword.”
He opened the lid of the box and inside was a... knife.
The knife is wide and straight, long and thin, with a sharp edge and a slightly thick back. It seems to be a type that is extremely suitable for chopping.
It’s too long and looks like the Bizen Nagabune among Japanese swords, only slightly shorter...
Is this knife really usable?
It would be more or less the same if it had a curved blade, but with such a straight and wide blade, it doesn't look like you're attacking with a drawn sword, right?
He solemnly took out the knife from the box, held the handle and gently pulled out a small section of the knife. The bright blade blocked my sight and his face in an instant, and the smooth knife Our backs are reflected on our bodies... It seems like someone else is coming?
"My name is Mingyuan. I am a blacksmith who has some experience. I am a half-swordsman."
Mingyuan... this name is really a bit strange compared to this world.
"What are you going to do?"
"If I have done something wrong, then the easiest way is to repay it." Mingyuan's gaze focused beyond us and looked behind me...
My heart suddenly skipped a beat.
The moment I drew my sword and turned around, a strong gust of wind suddenly hit me from behind, followed closely by a clear sound of clanging gold and iron that lingered on.
The doll that was cut in half fell to the ground.
In front of me is...a young man and a little girl.
"Ms. Ortiz, it seems that we have met again... Did you bring your boyfriend with you this time?" I looked at the familiar person in front of me and grinned helplessly.
How come I can meet her wherever I go...
And this young man seems to have some impression. The last time he was at the ruins, he looked quite similar to the person following the big man.
Ortiz was stunned for a moment, and then showed an unbelievable expression: "No, why did I come here and still meet you!"
How could I know? I still want to know——
But this way, I have no worries anymore. The enemy I face now is definitely the weirdest one I have ever encountered!
"Did you use the things I made to do bad things?" Ming Yuan looked at the doll that had been divided into two halves on the ground with a sad expression.
"No, I -" A hurried expression appeared on the young man's face for a moment, but everything fell silent.
"Forget it, I don't want to explain anything." He sighed helplessly, turned his head and looked at me and said, "To be honest, you have interfered with too many of my plans, and now the situation is almost over. There is no way to clean it up. The original perfect script has now been changed to pieces. Sure enough, reality is the greatest writer."
Ortiz turned his head and rolled his eyes at the young man and said, "You should change your mentality. You have to pretend to be the tragic hero of a stage play every time and add drama to yourself..."
Step forward and swing your sword!
While they were still chatting, I got on the ground in one go - I'm not an honest person who waits until others finish talking before taking action.
However, before I could get closer, a black shadow immediately came to me, and with an unmatched momentum... I cut most of it open.
It's a doll.
However, my sword power has been hindered.
He and Ortiz quickly retreated outside, and more dolls appeared in my field of vision, which seemed to have far exceeded the number described by Ming Yuan——
Bang!
The heavy sound of wind was accompanied by the dull sound of the puppet being torn apart. Ming Yuan jumped away without hesitation. The fiery red energy around him instantly shattered the puppet that wanted to stop him, and he did not do anything. Without hesitation, he turned around and slashed away with his sword...
empty.
Just when the sword light was about to touch the young man's body, it seemed as if there was an invisible thread pulling him, gently pulling him out of the range of the attack.
Then, Nolan Lusi's figure appeared behind him.
The dark sword swung down slowly like the god of death, and a look of horror appeared on the young man's face for a moment...
