Chapter 227 The Truth

"No." I could feel the smile on my face stiffening: "Don't scare me, I'm timid."

Old Patch looked me up and down with unfamiliar eyes, and said disdainfully: "Are you timid? You are the only one who dares to show off your personality when you meet someone. I never saw that you are timid!"

"That's just self-defense. You don't understand. In fact, I'm really very timid. If you don't believe me, look at it." I pushed out my stomach, then retracted it, and said apologetically: "Ah, I'm sorry, sorry, through my belly, you You can’t see it, but you can see my honest eyes and sincere expression!”

Old Patch was very suspicious and treated me with even greater contempt.

Seeing me waiting to listen, Old Patch said slowly: "Actually, this sword is called the Okaz dagger, and it is a magic weapon made by a master of the dwarf clan."

"Magic weapon!" I was so shocked that I yelled out unknowingly, shocking the people around me to look sideways.

Old Patch was also startled, frowned and gave me a sly look.

I saw people around me looking sideways, some with curiosity, others pretending to be curious, but actually eavesdropping.

In order to dispel their thoughts, I touched my hair, laughed, and said: "I'm just telling you, why are the legendary heroes so awesome? It turns out they all use magic weapons! I've learned a lot today. I’ve never heard of it before, hahahaha.”

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Passers-by looked at me with disdain.

I continued to scratch my head and pretend to be stupid until those who paid attention to us left one after another, and then returned to the previous topic.

"This is actually a magic weapon, so awesome!" I tried to lower my voice as much as possible, but still said in a shocking tone.

"Surprised," Old Patch dismissed this.

"Isn't this the first time I've seen a magic weapon? It's natural for me to behave like this."

Old Patch ignored me and continued: "This magic weapon was actually made by Master Okaz for his beloved woman. That woman was a human with a relatively ordinary background, but she was very beautiful, and also It was very tempting. Under the pursuit of Master Okaz, the woman agreed to date the master. In order to witness this love, the master began to create a magic weapon and wanted to personally give it to the woman on her birthday. He, however—"

He sighed, with a strong sense of desolation on his face: "On the woman's birthday, he wanted to give her a surprise, so he secretly ran to her home without saying hello, but he saw. He saw."

Old Patch's face showed a rare expression of anger. He clenched his fists, trembling hands, and gritted his teeth. His face was hideous and terrifying.

After a while, it finally calmed down, took a long breath, and said with a weak expression: "That woman was having sex with other men in the room. Master Okaz was very angry. He wanted to rush into the room and use this short knife to kill her. The sword killed them both, but instead of doing so, he returned home with a calm face and locked himself up."

He sighed deeply and his tone became low: "A few days later, his disciples broke open the door and found that Master Okaz was dead, with a short knife stuck in his chest. The sword was the one he forged himself. He committed suicide. In front of him, on the table, a letter was found. There were many things written in the letter. He said that his heart was dead and he had no intention of continuing. Live, and ask his disciples and friends not to avenge him, and not to disturb that woman. She has nothing to do with him anymore. At the end of the letter, he explained the magic of this sword and his additional features in a few lines. The curse on this sword."

"So, what is its magic and what is its curse?"

Old Patch seemed to be still immersed in sadness. It took a while before he realized: "Ah? What did you say?"

I guess this Master Okaz is probably Old Patch’s idol, otherwise, he wouldn’t be so sad and heartbroken.

After thinking for a while, I repeated again: "What is the magic of this Okaz dagger, and what is the curse?"

"Oh" Old Patch thought for a moment and said: "Its magic is to protect the owner of the sword when the owner is in danger, and its curse is that once its owner falls in love with someone else, then this The sword will kill its owner immediately."

I'm in a big trough!

I was stunned.

Is this still a sword? They are simply creatures with their own intelligence!

Not only that, by relying on the curse, it can actually know whether its owner has fallen in love with another person. This damn thing is simply an automatic love-testing machine!

For a moment, a lot of imaginary advertisements flew into my mind: Dear friends, do you hope that your partner will always be loyal to you? Do you hope that you can work outside all year round without having to worry about being a cuckold? congratulations! Your gospel has come! As long as you buy the Okaz brand dagger, all this will no longer be a dream!

Cheating person, die!

Cuckold maker, die!

Those who empathize with other people, die!

He who rides on two boats will die!

Okaz brand dagger, home travel, the best gift for lovers, buy now and still have

"I asked you, are you thinking of something good?" Old Patch's voice came unexpectedly, interrupting my train of thought.

When I turned around, I saw old Patch staring at me with his small black eyes: "I saw that your face was beaming with joy just now. Did you think of something good?"

"No, you're overthinking it," I said with a perfunctory chuckle.

"By the way, old expert," I said, "how do you know so many things? Are these all told to you by your niece?"

Old Patch rolled his eyes, gave me a roll of his eyes, and said, "You believe this. How old is my niece? How can she know so much?"

"Hey, you have a lot of knowledge," I said mockingly.

"That's right!" Old Patch raised his head and completely ignored my sarcasm, only hearing the flattery. This move made even me feel ashamed.

"Where did you hear these things?" I said casually: "I've been on this street for a long time, and I haven't heard anyone talk about these things."

"You usually know how to fight and kill. Even if these things get into your ears, it will probably hurt the left ear and the right ear."

"Hehe" I scratched my head, looking embarrassed.

"But, old expert, I have a feeling, I don't know if it's right or not." I said in a serious tone: "Why do I feel that you know that person named Okaz?"