Chapter 1,377 Greed and Threat

"Is this the sword you used to slay the dragon?" Prince Behar was certainly not blind. Of course he could clearly see the two long swords placed on the table, intertwined.

The appearance of the Haggiri Khan and the Year Wheel are different from the traditional aesthetic concepts and weapon design concepts of Midi. Especially the fine patterns on Khan's thick sword bring a strange sense of beauty. The dark and restrained metallic light and the inadvertent flash of light all tell of its fatality.

That was why Prince Behar had a question, and he even had an answer in his mind. Now he was thinking about embezzling these two swords. And his status also allows him to not only think about it, but also do it when he thinks of it. This is the attitude of a royal person. So the prince, who was in his early ten years, reached out to the two swords on the table without anyone's consent.

If you want to grab the sword directly, you don't really value these two weapons. For the prince, he has plenty of more beautiful toys. The reason why I want to take it is actually to grab some trophies from the person in front of me.

Stealing other people's favorite things, and then admiring the expressions of regret on others but not daring to stop them, is his biggest hobby. What he wants is never things, but the disappointed or even desperate expressions on other people's faces.

I don't know if it's because he has never held a real weapon, or because he thinks he is born with supernatural powers. Even if the two swords on the table were made of ordinary iron, his small arms could not lift them with one hand, let alone two hakakiri.

Although Haggiri is not like the sword in the stone in the legend of King Arthur who traveled back in time, and only the chosen one can pull it out; but in order to exert its full power, it really needs to be recognized. Although some people think that the threshold for Haikiri to be recognized is very low.

However, people who are not recognized can still use Hakiri as an ordinary sword, and its strength is not comparable to that of ordinary swords. During the time when Fin was the Demon King, there were a huge number of Hakakiri that she gave to those empty-headed stitched corpses to use as cannon fodder in the God-Slaying War.

But Hagiri, who is full of energy, will certainly not give in easily. A naive little kid wants to lift them. Even the Year Wheel, which is focused on its own research and doesn't care about the trivial matters of the outside world, cooperates with Khan quite tacitly to change its gravitational properties and becomes as heavy as a stone. , no one can pick it up. Even if a giant or a strong man comes, it will be the same.

The two motionless swords were as if they were stuck to the table. Prince Behar could not even hold the sword hilts properly. After trying three or two times, he jumped up angrily and said: "What's going on with these two broken swords? Magician, are you deliberately trying to mess with me? The cost of irritating me is unimaginable. Don't give up using it yet." Your broken magic!"

Lin shrugged and pointed at the entourage behind the prince. This simple action immediately made the prince's entourage nervous. They all stood up and squatted slightly to maintain the best strength. There were also a few of them who were relatively strong, standing in a position where they could block the prince at any time, ready to act as human shields.

In fact, Lin didn't want to take action. He just saw that the prince's entourage included civil and military personnel, and of course there were magicians. As both magicians, he is of course very familiar with apprentice-level magic, such as light object magic and heavy object magic. Whether the two long swords on the table have been tampered with or not can be seen at a glance. Lin just wanted the magician, who was wearing a luxurious robe and holding a gemstone wand, to identify whether he had tampered with something.

As soon as the magician brought by the prince entered the door, his eyes were fixed on the black robe that was a magical weapon on someone's body. The word greed was almost written directly on his face, his eyes never relaxed for a moment, and Ziran Lin's naming movement also fell into his sight.

When he was called by someone, he quickly glanced around. His companions either gave him a wary look, or they were obviously ill-intentioned and wanted to get rid of him and compete for the top position.

A magician who is out of the situation but can follow a prince, even if his skills are insufficient, will definitely be an expert. Not to mention that he was born into a noble family and was particularly good at running camps. With just a few glances, he could guess the current situation.

The prince pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword on the table, looking annoyed when he wanted to take it but couldn't. Following the instructions of the black-robed magician, he turned to look at his own people. The noble magician had no choice but to say something unpleasant. "Your Highness, there is indeed no trace of magic on these two swords."

As if hearing nonsense, Prince Behar rolled his eyes and said, "Then tell me, why can't I pick it up?"

This... there are so many things that cannot be explained in the world, how can I know why?

But the internal complaints are complaints, and things still need to be resolved. The aristocratic magician bowed forward, pushed away his colleague, and apologized. With the prince's consent, he reached out and grabbed one of the long swords.

As expected, Haggiri also gave no face. And this time it wasn't just that he couldn't lift it up. The noble magician was as if he was electrocuted. He was so frightened that he let go of Hagakiri when he touched it. He even took a few steps back and looked at the two weapons on the table in horror.

Of course, Haggiri is not a real discharge, but a quick and brief playback of the dark side of the noble magician's privacy in the other person's mind. As long as they are normal people, no one will be frightened away with an expression that looks like they have seen a ghost.

Compared with Khan who can only read superficial thoughts, the Year Wheel relies on the residual power of the Sand of Time to directly browse a person's life experience. Because the Sand of Time does not consume it and can only be regarded as a by-product of the research process, Lin only asked the Year Wheel to use this ability with caution, instead of prying into other people's privacy at will, or even revealing such abilities to outsiders.

This time it's just enough to scare people.

The noble magician was frightened away. Although his companions all responded with sarcastic looks, as the prince's entourage, they still had basic qualities. The disdain on his face was nothing but disdain. It was time to move, when it was time to draw the weapon, and when it was time to block the prince's face with his body. For a time, the whole tavern was messy and noisy. As for the other drinkers, the ones with long eyes had already run away.

The emboldened Prince Behar put his hands on his hips angrily, pointed his halberd at the person in front of him, and said loudly: "Untouchable! I said, give me these two swords. I said it! Don't do it again and again. And three challenges my limits. You can never imagine how cruel I am to my enemies."

At the same time, a short knife, thinking it was unnoticed, was pressed against the neck of a certain magician. The assassin, who looked like a clown from the moment he entered the door, always hiding in the shadows, twisting and moving forward, stood behind Lin, and said sinisterly: "Magic, I suggest you do as His Highness wants. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee whether you are destined to refuse.”

Witnessing the whole process, and then allowing the other party to threaten him at close range, someone laughed at himself at this time, this is really crazy. Because your skills have improved a bit, you started dancing?

The time of wandering is actually only a short moment. The person behind him probably didn't have much patience. After he finished speaking to himself, the short knife in his hand slowly increased the force and pressed deeper into someone's neck. At this time, just a slight drag will result in blood splattering three feet. He said more viciously: "Where is your answer, magician. Magician - magician - magician -..."

The human head, heart, left hand holding the knife and the short knife were neatly displayed on the table. The heart was still beating, spurting out all the blood in the chambers. He was about to give the prince a shot of blood, but the followers on both sides who had been waiting for him raised their cloaks to block him.

It's just that they saved the prince, but not themselves. Their faces and bodies were splashed with bright red, and they looked far from coquettish. Just those pairs of sinister eyes, thinking that the other person wouldn't be able to see them, so they just stared at someone.

After the heart was taken out of the body and all the blood was squeezed out, the heart rate gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

The head, which was completely unaware that it was separated from the body, still had a ferocious expression on its face and kept repeating the last words it had spoken.

Standing behind Lin, the body that should have spewed out a large amount of blood from the broken neck, probably because there was no heart to provide pressure, only a large amount of blood gurgled out. The remaining body lost its support and collapsed directly to the ground.

Kill alive and leave a sound. If the knife is so fast that the deceased does not realize that he has been killed, he will repeat his last actions, that is, the last words he said, until the blood in his skull dries up and his vocal cords become stiff. Moreover, the cut should not be too high. At least the vocal cords must be retained in the head, so that the head can 'speak'.

This move is very easy for Lin to perform using the Flash Technique, as long as he pays attention to preserving his vocal cords. And the effect is also very scary, at least the Prince Behar and his entourage who are coming in front of them with fierce looks and vicious eyes are now so shocked that they can't speak. Although they did not dodge their sight, their momentum was far less than what it was at the beginning.

Only as a newborn prince, he did not feel afraid. He was more dissatisfied that things did not develop as he expected. The dead people didn't matter to him, but the living black-robed magician still didn't bow his head, which gradually exhausted his little patience.

"Aren't you going to bow your head, magician? After provoking Dragon Island, provoking me as an enemy will not be a good thing for you. Think about your current glory and wealth. I can give you ten times, a hundred times, I can also protect you from the anger of Dragon Island. I only want you to bow your head, obey me, and help me do things. If you persist in not wanting, you will see my anger. At that time, I will let you experience escaping to Dragon Island, Asking for protection from those big lizards who have a grudge against you may be your only way to escape from my hands." Prince Behar said in a cold voice with a displeased look on his face.

At this time, Lin had the idea that the other party didn't even know his most basic information. Otherwise, how could it be possible to put forward such obviously ineffective conditions, as if they only wanted to throw money at them. The people next to him either took it for granted or had various expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

There is no denying that this trick works for most people. If more than ten years ago, when I first traveled to Lost Land, if someone was willing to spend money, someone would definitely kneel down and lick it. If chrysanthemums can be sold, there will be no hesitation. Without traveling through time, it would be difficult to imagine the despair of being abandoned in a strange land.

But now Lin has enough to eat, warm clothes, and money no longer matters.

This is not my hometown. I have capital and everything. In Lost Land, no matter how much money you have, you still only have one life. Those beings that are powerful enough to kill easily will not take a detour when they see capital.

'No money? Just grab it! ’ There is nothing wrong with this logic.