"Marshal Kanan, there is an arms dealer looking for you at the door. He hopes to discuss with you the issue of purchasing weapons for the empire..." In the mansion of Marshal Kanan, one of the three marshals of the Mocast Empire, a guard captain at the door carefully reported to Kanan.
"Damn it, I thought it was a big deal! An arms dealer? Why would he come to me? The person directly responsible for weapons procurement is General Kosh... He actually came to me? And you, an idiot, actually informed him... Get out, tell him to get out of here immediately..." Kanan, who was thinking about the battle situation of the imperial army in the western continent, was furious when he heard the report from the guards. A small arms dealer actually set his sights on the head of the dignified imperial marshal. He was simply tired of living.
"But...but sir, the weapons dealer said he had to talk to you directly about the weapons purchase, and he also brought a heavy sword made specifically for you..." Gritting his teeth, the guard gritted his teeth and spoke again. Thinking of the bag of shining gold coins, the fear in his heart was almost swept away.
"Damn it... Then bring the people in... Including yourself..." Kanan was extremely angry and decided to teach that weapon dealer and himself, a guard who didn't know what kind of benefits he had received from others, a lesson. Looking at the guard running out of the door, the marshal pushed all the documents in his hand to the corner of the table and pulled the sword that had been placed beside him.
"Greetings, Your Excellency the Marshal. I am a merchant from the province of Mashik. I have long admired your elegance and grace. It is a great honor for me to meet you this time..." These flattering words came from the mouth of an inconspicuous merchant who came in with the guards. Although Kanan was tired of hearing these stale words, they still had a great soothing effect on the marshal's mood.
"Stop talking nonsense. I don't have that much free time. If you don't have anything important to do and just come here randomly, don't blame me for being rude to you." Although Kanan was in a much better mood, his tone was still very serious and cold.
"Sir, I am a businessman, and what I want to discuss with you is business. But before I propose a deal to you, please allow me to give you a small gift..."
"Forget about the gifts. I don't have that much free time. Just say what you want to say! As long as it's not something out of the ordinary, I will forgive you for trespassing into the Marshal's Mansion. Forget about the gifts. Just say it!" Kanan interrupted the arms dealer after he had finished talking. He had a lot of guards here. If he accepted any gifts casually, he might end up shooting himself in the foot. Although Kanan was not very satisfied with this position, he knew that countless people were keeping an eye on his position!
"My lord, perhaps other gifts may harm your reputation, but a gift like this is definitely worthy of someone like you... If you still have concerns, then I would like to ask you to take a look at the gift first, and then decide whether to let me take it back..." While speaking, the businessman observed Kanan's expression. After seeing that Kanan was not very impatient, he immediately asked the guard who followed him in to deliver the two long boxes he brought in.
When the arms dealer opened a wooden box, the guards around the marshal almost immediately divided into several groups and surrounded the marshal and the arms dealer. The guard who brought the arms dealer in was almost scared to sit on the ground.
A long sword shining with cold light appeared in the wood. The cold light flashing on the sword like a mirror was enough to frighten everyone present.
"Haha, it's my fault. I shouldn't have only thought about giving you a surprise but forgot your identity. I deserve to die, I deserve to die..." The weapon dealer apologized repeatedly and quickly retreated from the wooden block to prevent any misunderstanding. But at this time, everyone's eyes, including the guards, were drawn to the long sword. As long as the weapon dealer didn't make any unusual moves, I'm afraid no one would care about him anymore.
After being stunned for a few seconds, Marshal Kanan stepped down from the table in one step, and raised the long sword in the wooden ring. . . Then, four reflections made everyone in the study room see white light. . . . .
"Good sword, good sword, the weight, length and width are very suitable for me. If its sharpness can be compared with Xifeng, then this sword can be called the best of the best!" Canan couldn't put it down and waved it a few times from time to time. His excitement was beyond words. Among the countless long swords he had seen, this long sword was undoubtedly the best of the best in terms of appearance and workmanship. Four fingers wide, one finger thick, plus the slightly curved blade, it was as if it was specially made for him.
"Sir, are you satisfied? If you are not satisfied with anything, you can tell me first. As long as my craftsmen can modify or forge it, I will definitely make a good sword for you that meets your wishes." Looking at the excited marshal, the weapon dealer was very satisfied. In order to divert Kanan's attention again, the weapon dealer asked Kanan again.
"No need, nothing needs to be changed... Good sword, good sword! This sword may be the best sword in my collection, hahaha!" Without even turning his head, Kanan stared at the sword in his hand, unable to divert his gaze for a long time.
"Sir, do you want to put this sword in your collection? Oh my God! This is such a pity. A good sword like this is definitely a perfect companion for you to kill enemies on the battlefield. As long as you carry it, I think it will definitely raise your prestige to a higher level..."
"Ugh! Bring this sword to the battlefield?" Imagining this sword being chopped and scarred in the clash with other weapons, Kanan couldn't help but want to go crazy. Kanan was absolutely not interested in the suggestion of this weapon dealer. But thinking that the sword in his hand was given by the other party, Kanan's anger immediately subsided.
"Sir, this sword is a masterpiece that I spent more than a year to make with the joint efforts of several senior craftsmen. It has unparalleled superiority in both ornamental and actual combat. If it is convenient for you, then I can take you to test some of the special effects of this sword..." (To be continued)