Pirates: Dangerous Options in My Brain

Chapter 50: Blood Demon

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Rewards are being settled..

Vivian:

Settlement in progress

Vivian frowned slightly and held his chin and waited for a long time. Seeing that the prompt in the settlement had not changed at all, he couldn't help but feel impatient.

What's going on

Stuck

Is this system still stuck

Where is my big sword, the Blood Demon of the Twenty-First Skill

You are starting to play dirty, right

Just as he was getting mad, he saw the old man turned over and sat up with the help of Lamore, and nodded to Vivian gratefully, "This...Mr. Navy, thank you...thank you for everything you have done for us, grandpa and grandson."

"You're welcome."

Vivian waved her hand and said absentmindedly.

And at the same time.

"Sergeant Vivian... I heard them all call you that. Didn't you say before that you wanted to watch me forge iron? It just so happens that I'm forging a brand new blood-red blade."

As he spoke, Lamore wiped the sweat from his forehead and moved a piece of red iron stone out from under the bed.

"Unlike the knives I forged before, I spent a lot of money on the materials this time." Lamore said with a smile, "So this time, I promise to forge the best blood-red blade ever and give it to you."

It can be seen that Lamore is extremely excited and excited at this moment.

Not only did Vivian help his grandfather's legs grow back, but before leaving, he also helped him solve the troubles with Jack's gang. In fact, he had already made plans. Even if Vivian didn't bring the antidote, he would definitely do his best to repay Vivian's kindness.

"Then I'll wait and see." Vivian found a bench and sat down.

There was no other way. Although he didn't know what the current situation of the system was, he couldn't possibly refuse the opportunity to get a good and sharp sword first.

"Lamore, you have been learning swordsmithing from me since you were a child."

Seeing his grandson busying himself in front of the fire, the old man, who had just taken the antidote and whose mind had become much clearer, sat up from the bed and said with a smile: "The knives I made when I was young are much inferior to those of Lamor."

His eyes were full of relief.

After breaking his leg and lying in bed for a while, he had originally chosen to accept his fate and even had thoughts of suicide. However, he did not expect that he would actually meet a noble person like Vivian.

At the moment when the old man was speaking, Lamore had already begun to use his unique forging skills and forged this blood-red blade for Vivian with a smile on his face.

Vivian sat on the side, watching intently.

It's not because he is very interested in sword forging, but because...

He wanted to see how big the gap was between his low-level forging skills and those of a swordsmith who could forge a good and sharp sword.

If possible, he even wanted to try forging a sword himself after his skills reached the intermediate level to see if he could forge a blade that was unique to him.

Clang—clang—clang—clang!

The rhythm of beating the material is still extremely regular.

I don’t know how much time passed.

It was not until the sun high in the sky had completely set that Lamore stopped swinging the hammer.

Put the blade, which has already taken shape, into the water.

Wow!

A large amount of steam was emitted, accompanied by bursts of red light emerging from the water. The old man lying on the bed also widened his eyes and murmured in surprise: "This feeling...Lamore, this kid, could it be that?"

"Um?"

Vivian raised his eyebrows, also feeling something was not right, and wanted to move closer to take a look. However, before he could get close, the water tank suddenly exploded, and a tank of boiling water that was dyed red by the sword poured onto the ground, some of which splashed onto Vivian's ankles.

"So hot?"

Feeling the burning sensation on the skin of her feet, Vivian took the red knife from Larmore's hand in surprise and weighed it in her hand for a few times.

A very strange breath surged up his arm, seeming to make his blood boil subconsciously.

“It’s very heavy.”

He said.

"Yes. Because the material I used is blood-red refined iron. Just this little bit weighs about 30 kilograms." Lamor explained.

He had already set his eyes on this piece of iron and had been saving money to buy it before his grandfather was killed by the gang. Now that he could use it to make a masterpiece and present it to their lifesaver, Lamore could not be more satisfied.

However, just when Vivian wanted to hand the knife back to Lamore, some golden electric current suddenly emerged from Vivian's body and automatically wrapped around the blade in her hand.

"this?"

Vivian opened her mouth in surprise.

"Just as I guessed, this knife has far exceeded the category of a good and sharp knife!" The old man lying on the bed excitedly propped himself up and shouted.

It can explode a water tank with just the heat from the oven, and instantly boil cold water, and it can also autonomously bring out the abilities of the knife holder...

It can be said that this knife has begun to develop its own consciousness!

"Have I created a magic sword?" Lamore looked at the red blade and said a little confusedly.

"No." The old man shook his head. "All world-famous blades have their own consciousness, just like the legendary ship elves. It's just that some blades have gentle and loyal consciousness, while others are rebellious and warlike. That's why the latter are called demon swords by the world..."

"So that's the case?" The expression on Lamor's face became excited again.

"That's right...this knife has gone beyond the category of a good knife and can be ranked among the great knives!" said the old man with a smile.

Big sharp knife

I can actually make a big and sharp sword

I..I..

Lamore's fair face began to turn red.

This has been his dream since he was a child, to create a weapon that can be classified as a great sword. And now, has this dream come true

"Lord Vivian..."

At the same time, the old man continued, "This knife was given to you by Lamore. Please give it a name."

"Name it?"

Vivian was stunned for a moment, and then her mind suddenly reacted.

Could it be that...

This knife is...

"Blood demon..." he muttered softly.

"Blood demon?"

Larmore and his grandfather blinked at the same time.

“What a nice name.”

"It feels like a demon sword."

"From now on, this sword will be called the Blood Demon!"

"Perhaps in the future, in the hands of Sergeant Vivian, this sword can be included in the ranks of the Twelve Supreme Swords." Lamore began to look forward to it.

The two of them finished talking.

Settlement completed

You have received the reward: Twenty-one Great Swords - "Blood Demon"

Vivian: “…”