bookpower Chapter 145 The Unscrupulous Businessman’S Sword Of Victory
Chapter 145 The Unscrupulous Businessman’S Sword Of Victory
After getting off the Shinkansen high-speed rail station and setting foot on the seaside city of Osaka, the business atmosphere is strong and every household is running small businesses.
A city with a long history. The people here don't like fighting but only love money. They like to sell exotic goods and antiques from all over the world, both at home and abroad.
On a certain antique street, a road paved with bluestones, a young man in casual clothes and a little girl who looked like a doll were visiting the antique market.
What do you think of the fun and beautiful things in the antique store? Ancient Buddha statues, sunny dolls with their little heads hanging, and wind chimes hanging from the ancient eaves, do they count?
Wander this antique street and see what is worth buying from ancient heroes, kings, and old-time products from all over the world.
When you go to the countryside, you have to follow the local customs. He doesn't expect much to find good things. There are a lot of scammers in the big market towns. For example, if you accidentally find good things by luck, you can still make money from the artifacts of a certain heroic spirit during his lifetime.
The only difference between Lierufei Sheik and the European Emperor is that they can produce ten golden legends in a row. The old man in the Hearthstone system has a devilish ear. Wow, it's a golden legend. It's not too exciting, just give it a try, walk around and take a look.
I was walking around a place where crowds of people gathered around a crowded open-air antique stall. This kind of mobile vendor is the most unscrupulous. They can sell people quickly and move quickly. If they trick a fool, they will move to another place. Even if the new guy is tricked, the police will not be able to arrest him. .
No matter how hard it is to hold on, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
To be able to gather so many people, this mobile vendor must have a few real items, really rare items. If not, then just blow them out with a mouth.
If you boast it to great effect, if some people believe it, then some people will buy it.
Colleagues from all over the country, look at my spear, it is indestructible and can defeat all enemies.
At the front of the crowd, a fat-faced middle-aged man in a kimono wielded a bright red gun, the tip of which was as ominous as a blood diamond.
Simple patterns wrap around the gun body. The lines are dark and unique in shape, which makes it unusual for ordinary people to see.
But in the eyes of insiders, this is not just a high imitation weapon. The bloody red gun is splashed with animal blood to make it look more realistic.
This red gun is said to be a hero cultivated by some god in Celtic mythology. With this weapon, you can summon a legendary hero to accompany you and protect you for the rest of your life (laugh in brackets)
The kimono man's cowhide blew by, and many people left at once. Seeing more and more guests leaving, the fat man became anxious and dug out a Captain America's shield from the pile of scrap metal.
The bright red and silver ring has a five-pointed star shield in the center. I have all the shields from my beautiful team. My uncle has a wide range of experiences.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, don't go, don't go, hey, the crowd dispersed faster, two or three people dispersed, the middle school student with the hood of the big windbreaker covering his face, and the little girl in a dress .
Choose between a young man with a mature mind and a young coquettish kid. The fat man doesn't have to think about it. The big-backed and muscular man is intimate with his old friend of more than ten years, and the hand as big as a plate is around the young coquettish man's shoulders.
"Little guy, do you have a heart to save the world? Do you want to be a savior? Do you want to be a hero among thousands of girls?"
...The boy in the windbreaker shook his head and didn't think about it.
The fat uncle glared. No, you think, you want to be the cool young man who saves the world and be admired by thousands of people. I am telling you a secret quietly. When everyone is gone, the fat uncle hugs the young man and throws it at the pile of junk. Walk into the iron pile.
Saonian, let me tell you a little secret. Legend has it that there is a sacred object in Fuyuki City that can fulfill people's wishes. If you want to obtain it, a self-defense weapon is indispensable.
"What is the name of the holy object?" the boy in the windbreaker said jokingly, holding his head high, his iconic short hair and eyes.
At this question, the fat man's eyes lit up and he knew something was going on. A big fat sheep had come, and it couldn't be justified without slaughtering it. He hadn't eaten meat for a month, and he should protest again and again. Mere bragging wasn't enough to deceive people.
He went to the rag pile and found a rusty tattered sword that could still be seen as a sword. The uncle who didn't know how to use swordsmanship showed off a few moves, but for his poor swordsmanship, his sword-holding moves were really ridiculous.
Not knowing how to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, the young man in the windbreaker hooked his hand, and the fat uncle put the sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was a Western knight's sword. The sword was slender and long. There were yellow rust stains from the iron, and the sword could no longer be seen. Original appearance.
The hilt is inverted, made of new golden material, and decorated with a few black lines. The maker is quite artistic. The handle is dark blue, feels warm and soft like jade, and feels like jade.
"How much do you want? Just give me a price." He said.
The sword is older and more rusty. It can cut a person with no problem. But with one strike, tetanus invades the wound. It is not dead but also maimed, and it is not maimed but half useless. It is a rare sword with tetanus.
The fat man was so excited that he was spitting all over the place. The boy in the windbreaker had a stuffy mouth and nose that smelled bad from the sweat that he hadn't showered in the past few days.
"Sao Nian, I'm not going to lie to you. This sword was smuggled from England. Legend has it that this sword was inserted into a stone. Some people call it the Stone Sword. Some say it jumped out of the stone..."
Gorgeous rhetoric, after going through nine or eighty-one difficulties before arriving in Osaka City, I don't want to sell it as a family heirloom, which I want to pass down to my descendants for thousands of generations.
As the old saying goes, a sword matches a hero. I see that you are a talented person who can do great things. After all, this sword will be a family heirloom.,,
"Ten million yen." Tsukasa held a bank card between his two fingers. "Ten million yen, not green coins."
"Hey, it's easy to talk about. Whatever green coins our countrymen use, they are all Japanese yen." The fat uncle rubbed his hands and twisted his buttocks.
How enchanting is the butt-twisting dance? Who can not be greedy for money?
The transaction method is through a credit card machine. Enter the six-digit password to make a quick payment and print out a small ticket.
The fat uncle felt that his heart was a little dark, so he even gave him a piece of gray oilcloth. The boy in the windbreaker wrapped the gray oilcloth around the sword body, leaving only the sword exposed.
Throwing the sword to Alice, he turned around and left, heading to Fuyuki City without any regrets. He needed to arrive at Fuyuki City before dark.
An ancient mansion deep in the mountains and forests of Fuyuki City, a large mansion where Rin Toba lived alone. This was originally a lively house, where a family of four lived happily in seclusion in the mountains and forests.
It wasn't until the beginning of the Fourth Holy Grail War that everything changed. Rin Tohsaka saw it this way. His adoring father sent his sister to the Matou family, her mother died in depression, and her father's life and death were unknown.
The Fourth Holy Grail War destroyed their happy family. Her father's most proud disciple, the current priest of Fuyuki Church, Kotomine Kirei, a man she didn't like very much, temporarily became her guardian.
Being able to enter and leave Tohsaka's residence at will without any restrictions, in the eyes of her as the head of the family, it was a bit chilling to occupy a magpie's nest.
"Dingle bell." The sound of a phone ringing in the huge and quiet mansion was so harsh in the silent night.
Tohsaka Rin's long-awaited call came. It was her boss, the powerful foreign aid who helped her win the Holy Grail War.
In exchange for risking my life, I agreed to the boss's three conditions.