Wizards of the North

Pushing open the door of the inn, the lobby on the first floor was empty, only the proprietress was lying lazily by the counter. Even the creaking door opening did not wake her up. The two brothers didn't mean to wake her up, they found a corner and sat down quietly.

Not long after, someone walked downstairs, sat nearby, seemingly unintentionally, and started talking: "Little brother, staying in the shop?"

Seeing that the two of them were noncommittal, they continued, "Listen to my persuasion, little brother. This is not a place to stay for long. If there is nothing important, you can leave as soon as possible."

"--Oh?"

Nor did the two brothers open their mouths, and a faint, slightly metallic voice of questioning sounded.

Seeing this, although hesitated, the visitor took the opportunity to get in.

"I tell you, this place is not very safe."

What responded to him was a disdainful hum. The weird thing was that there was still no movement of the two brothers' noses and mouths. The sound seemed to come directly from the bodies of the two.

"Don't believe me, I'm kind. Look at your outfits, it seems that you don't even have a weapon for self-defense. Now, the world is indeed peaceful, but it does not mean that the road is safe.

It is better to be more careful when you are away from home. "

"We have always been very careful, otherwise we would not have come here before others find out."

"Oh? That's not good, you always have to say hello to your family when you are alone."

The brothers looked at each other and smiled, something self-evident.

"Well, even if the two of you can take care of each other, you can't be careless. You can't be too careful when you walk outside. You say, right?"

Seeing the two nodded, he continued: "In my experience, you always have to be equipped with one or two weapons when you go out. Whether it is a small business man or a large caravan, everyone has the same thing. Two pieces. Even a wooden stick can save lives at critical moments.

Believe that I don't need to say, you have realized it all the way. It's just that I haven't encountered the right opportunity to buy them.

Fortunately, you met me. "

"--Oh?"

The incoming person smiled sincerely, "I have a few fairly good weapons in my hand, if you want to see them."

"Huh, not bad? I have indeed seen a few profiteers along the way, who actually used some broken copper and iron to fool us. Especially some small businessmen who are proficient, the most unreliable.

A piece of peeled branches dare to pretend to be a vine stick. Do you have little knowledge to bully us? Fortunately, they can no longer bully others..."

The smiles on the people's faces were more sincere, just because the threats were too plain, and there was no scorn that they should have.

"How come? Those are just scumbags among businessmen. We are most committed to business reputation. We only get what we pay for. Good products are not cheap—"

"Money?"

Some of the brothers stretched out their hands and flicked their shirts, and a pleasant metallic reverb slid across the hall and floated into the distance through the open door. The proprietress in the false sleepy opened her eyes in the remnants of the sound, and she was as bright as a Wang Qingquan, without the slightest haziness of her first awakening. As these eyes opened, the whole hall seemed to light up a bit.

The person in Gu Pan's eyes has drifted over lightly, with the most sincere smile: "Yo! Are you still selling your pile of scrap copper and iron?

Let me tell you that although he has a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, he has a good weapon.

just--"

After a long tone, he put on an angry look: "What are you still doing? Quickly pick a few good ones from your tatters and show them to the two big brothers."

Turning his head, he asked diligently: "What do you two do first? I'll let people prepare the most spacious room."

"The person just said it's not safe here."

Seeing that the two brothers sold the merchant without hesitation, the proprietress did not hesitate: "This is a joke, it is just to sell you a few weapons that cannot be sold."

However, she was fairly kind, and added in time: "It's not that the weapon is not good, but the price is a bit high."

Then he sighed, "Besides, where is this world absolutely safe? It's just a moment of life..."

As he was talking, the businessman hurriedly ran down holding two long swords. It's a pity that I heard one of my brothers say: "I don't like long swords."

The other echoed: "I don't know how to use it."

If this were the case, the businessman would only need to run one more time, but the latter words made him pause.

"Even if they are not out of the sheath, we know that these two swords are not good. If they are still of this kind, we don't need to show them to us."

"Uh, how can I know if I haven't read it?"

The businessman seemed a little anxious, and while talking, he threw one of them onto a nearby table, and drew the other out of the sheath—it was indeed a good sword for the cold.

Unfortunately, this display did not impress the two brothers.

One of them said with certainty: "A sword that can't protect the Lord is not a good sword."

Another person immediately asked: "How many times have you sold this sword?"

This question not only changed the businessman's face, even the boss's wife subconsciously withdrew a few steps back.

"who are you?"

Following the questioning, the posture of the businessman holding the sword changed...

...

The two brothers did not answer him directly, but told a story: "You know, there are many people in our hometown who like to keep cats. The cat is the smartest, always observing and testing before attacking. The appearance of harm is like playing.

But the trial is over, when it has completely held the prey in the palm of its fingers, it will not eat it immediately, but will start teasing and teasing instead.

Until it's enough...

Oh, cat--

Haven't you seen it?

The kind of furry, clean, lazy, cold killer among predators. "

Perhaps it was the description of the cat that made the businessman realize: "Where are you from?"

Following the questioning, his momentum vented slightly, and the sword in his hand also dropped.

Unfortunately, the story does not end here.

"The cat is really smart. Even if a prey falls in front of its paws and pretends to be dead, it cannot be fooled. In the end, the prey will always be torn apart and shredded.

Then what was left, or paws without a few traces of flesh, or clean and beautiful heads, placed neatly there.

Only then will the game really end..."

The story is over, but the businessman did not struggle with his unalterable fate. Like a mouse with a cat in its mouth, with its round eyes open, it quietly looks at the world around it in despair. Indifferent to the hints given by the boss wife.

Accompanied by a sigh full of disappointment-man! The lady boss rushed forward, and a bright short knife was already in her hand...

The originally quiet inn suddenly became noisy, and some people suddenly emerged from the dark, following her pounce; some people chose to escape...