Chapter 1795 Master and Servant

Leaning against the inner wall fence, I stared at the second hand of the pocket watch in my hand, anxious.

Thirty minutes have passed since Mr. Xiying set off. Calculating the distance between the old man’s home and here, it’s time to arrive.

But at this moment, looking into the distance, where is the old man’s figure?

Could it be that the old man was really attacked on the way and couldn't escape?

I frowned and stuffed my pocket watch into my pocket. Just as I was about to set off to the magic airship to recruit people, Boss Lane looked over.

As a last resort, I had to lean against the fence again, take out my pocket watch again, and continue staring at the second hand in a daze.

It’s still ten minutes before the time agreed upon by Boss Ren and I.

After waiting for these ten minutes, if Mr. Xiying still doesn’t believe him, I will organize people to make a scene.

After staring at the second hand for a while, I felt my eyes were a little dry. Just as I was closing my eyes to rest, Boss Ren said softly: "Xiying is back."

I immediately widened my eyes and looked around. On the street more than two hundred meters away, a slightly staggering figure walked slowly.

His left hand was carrying a baggage. The baggage was so big that it almost hung down to his ankle. His right hand was holding a tachi. It was a short tachi. The blade was only slightly longer than the arm, but the handle was not short. It is a quarter of the length of the blade.

The blade is inserted into the scabbard, and its blade cannot be seen, nor can any blade light be felt. It is like a hibernating snake, without the slightest threat.

But the sound of Odachi has already filled my brain.

"What two good knives!" Odachi said in admiration.

"Two knives?"

"That's right," Odachi said, "One is in his hand and the other is behind his back."

"Behind?" I craned my neck and looked around, but saw nothing.

On the side, Boss Renne wondered: "What are you looking for?"

"Do you think Senior Xiying is coming with a sword?"

Boss Ren looked at it intently for a while, shook his head and said, "I only saw a handful in his hand."

"That's right." I nodded, and at the same time I questioned Odachi's opinion in my mind: "Neither of us saw him coming with the sword on his back."

"It was a short knife, shorter than the knife in his hand, but I could feel that the knife had a soul like me, but its soul was very weak and could not even condense a decent consciousness. .”

"Without consciousness, what's the difference between it and an ordinary knife?"

"There is still a difference," Odachi said: "Without consciousness, at most it cannot communicate with you like me, but it has a soul. Any weapon with a soul has been forged countless times. It is far more powerful than Ordinary weapons are much stronger, and weapons with souls will respond to you in certain environments."

"feedback?"

"It means feeding back its feelings to you, but because it cannot condense a decent consciousness, it can only provide a few simple feedbacks, such as fear and pain."

"Pain?" I asked in surprise: "Does the knife hurt?"

"You are discriminating against the sword, let me tell you!" Odachi said angrily: "Why can't the sword feel pain?"

"I thought you were made of metal."

"It won't hurt if it's made of metal?" Odachi said dissatisfied: "It's just that none of us mentioned it, and you probably wouldn't hear it if we did. That's why you hypnotize yourself with peace of mind and tell yourself that the knife won't hurt, but you don't How can you know if a knife hurts or not?"

I am reminded of Zhuang Zhou's "You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish".

"I was rude." I immediately admitted my mistake and said, "Do you dare the great Leopold's Blade to tell me what you know about that knife?"

"Which sword?" Odachi asked, "The one in your hand, or the one on your back?"

"The one on the back," I said, "Judging from the posture and strength of Senior Xiying holding the knife, he is very fond of the knife in his hand, and I'm afraid he won't let me use it."

"I see, you are worried about this," Odachi said with a smile, "Actually, if I were to recommend him, I would still recommend you the knife on his back."

"Oh?" I asked in confusion: "Isn't the knife in his hand bad?"

"Okay, how could it be bad? That is a magic weapon," Odachi said, "The evil energy it exudes is enough to prove that it has been used to kill hundreds of lives."

"Then you still recommend me the sword on his back?"

Odachi said calmly: "Even if he kills a hundred people, it will only increase the evil spirit, but the sword behind him is emitting evil spirit."

"Evil spirit?" I couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong?" Boss Ren looked at me doubtfully.

"It's okay." I waved my hand and said, "I just remembered a funny joke."

Boss Renn shook his head helplessly and continued to look at Xiying who was walking slowly.

Odachi's voice also sounded in my mind at the same time: "Why are you laughing? Do you think I'm lying?"

"No," I denied, "I just think your words are a bit exaggerated."

"It's not an exaggeration at all," Odachi said: "Don't compare the common sense of the blue planet with this world. There are no dungeons, dwarves, goblins, elves, orcs, and there are not many weird gods. The human body is at its limit. It's not even as strong as a level five adventurer. How can you use the common sense of the blue planet to explain everything here? Besides, you've even seen a sword with a soul, so why don't you believe in the existence of a sword with a demonic energy? Woolen cloth?"

Without waiting for my retort, Odachi said again: "Furthermore, the evil spirit I mentioned is not the evil spirit of ghosts and ghosts, but refers to the breath of monsters, or in other words, it is a kind of resentment that is stronger than evil spirit."

"A knife with resentment" I trembled: "If I use it, will it come back to bite me?"

"You are thinking too much," Odachi said: "Resentment will only aggravate the damage caused by the blade, and it is rarely possible to directly involve the main body. Speaking of which, you may not be aware that you already have one in your home. A weapon filled with resentment.”

I wondered: "When did it happen?"

"It happened a long time ago," Odachi said, "Do you still remember the gift you gave to the cat tribe hybrid?"

"Barbara, a hybrid cat tribe?" I was immediately surprised: "Are you referring to the Okaz dagger?"

"That's it," Otachi said: "It has a soul just like the Odachi with demonic energy. However, its soul is also the same as the Dachi. It is weak and pale. It cannot form consciousness independently and can only rely on the forger. Faith empowers the power of weapons.”

"Isn't it really a threat to Barbara?" I asked quickly.

"Definitely not," Odachi said: "After you gave the dagger to the cat tribe hybrid, it developed a connection with the kitten. This connection is somewhat similar to that of master and servant. In other words, that dagger The sword recognizes the kitten as its master. Most of our weapons are loyal, and it is no exception. Do you think a loyal servant will hurt its master?"