Chapter 167

The gaze from the shadows sharpened, as if trying to peel back Han Fei's exterior and confront his inner self.

But it only lasted a moment before things calmed down. Although Texas and Theresa didn't say anything, their actions of standing on either side of Han Fei spoke volumes.

As for the short girl, he didn't care.

Han Fei didn't seem to care much and met his gaze without changing his expression.

"Hehe."

After a moment, the man chuckled and said, "You're quite the joker."

"So, are you going to hand him over to me?"

"But, I need to collect some spoils," Han Fei said.

The man in the shadows fell silent. "Go ahead."

Volume 1: Chapter 198 Bald Martin

Since the Rusty Knight wasn't dead yet, Han Fei naturally couldn't loot the bag directly.

The only thing worth licking is probably this axe.

Han Fei didn't mind, picked up the axe, and threw it into his bag, glancing at its value as he did so.

It's not an expensive item, just a 5x2 space for Longspear, but it only costs a little over 300,000.

Theoretically speaking, firearms of this level should be dismantled under certain circumstances.

After all, on average, each grid is only worth 30,000.

Unfortunately, the axe can't be disassembled, which is rather unfortunate.

However, Han Fei's backpack was empty at the time, so it wouldn't hurt to keep it for the time being.

The Rusty Knight's eyes changed. As a knight, the importance of his weapon was self-evident, and to have his favorite weapon taken away as a trophy was a great humiliation.

But the Rusty Knight said nothing, only staring intently at Han Fei, as if he wanted to memorize his face.

Han Fei remained unmoved, sheathed his one-handed axe, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "So, this guy is yours then?"

Texas offered a fitting reminder: "And what about the others?"

"Oh, right, and those guys too."

Han Fei glanced at the ordinary thugs on both sides and added, "Mr. Blue, hiding in the shadows, you'd better hurry up, or someone might bleed to death."

"Certainly."

The man in the shadows nodded slightly. "I'll clean this place up after you leave, but not now."

"So cautious?"

Han Fei shrugged, but he didn't seem to care much. "Do as you please, just don't linger too long. A dead person is always a hassle."

"I get the feeling you're using me as a street cleaner."

The man in the shadows scratched his head. Although his face was hidden in the shadows, the helplessness in his words was clearly conveyed, making everyone subconsciously imagine the frustrated and somewhat helpless expression on his face.

Han Fei blinked, his expression understanding—wasn't that right?

Tsk..."

The man suddenly leaned forward, the Longbow Valley on his back making a soft rustling sound as it moved against his clothes.

He tilted his head, scrutinizing Han Fei, his voice laced with amusement, "You're really making me more and more curious."

"Same to you."

Han Fei remained expressionless and said, "I'm also very curious about your identity. Would you mind showing yourself?"

"Then let's skip it. I'm not good-looking enough to scare you," the man in the shadows said casually. "Let's go, so I can start cleaning up the mess."

"Alright."

Han Fei didn't press the matter further. Since this person didn't want to show himself, he decided to let him be.

Anyway, it's good that someone's cleaning up the mess.

"Let's go."

Han Fei waved and led his team and Chastina away from the park.

After leaving the park, Han Fei casually said, "That guy was quite mysterious, but I have a rough idea of what he is."

Chastina didn't say anything, but just looked at him with a strange "you already know" expression.

It wasn't surprise, but rather a complex feeling of "I knew it."

Chastina is like this, then Texas and Theresa are even more likely to be affected.

Texas wasn't particularly interested in the man's identity, and said, "At least he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions, and..."

"Chastina, do you know any craftsmen?"

"Artisan?"

Chastina her head slightly, the strands of hair by her ears swaying gently with the movement. "I'm not familiar with top-tier craftsmen, but..."

She paused for a moment, then added, "If needed, I can ask around."

Thank you for your help.

Texas drew her sword with a sharp clang.

As the sword flipped, several tiny chips refracted a jagged, cold light under the lamplight—marks left from the clash with the Rusty Knight's axe.

Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly seeing the jagged metal cross-section at the blade edge, resembling shark teeth.

Without a doubt, this level of damage, even if the gap isn't large, is not something that can be easily fixed by simply grinding it down.

"Is it that serious?" Han Fei asked in surprise.

Texas's sword was a weapon that accompanied her through battles in Laterano and Kazdel without being damaged, but unexpectedly, it was damaged as soon as it appeared in Kazimierz.

"If I hadn't faced him head-on, I'm confident I could have killed him," Texas said calmly. "Taking his slash head-on has significantly affected my weapon."

Just now, in order to temporarily stop the Rusty Knight, Texas abandoned her agility advantage and chose to fight head-on, which is why she was temporarily at a disadvantage.

Even so, Texas is confident that nothing bad will happen.

But weapons, of course, inevitably suffer some wear and tear.

"Too."

Han Fei largely agreed. He vaguely remembered that the Rusty Knight had pretty high attack power in the game.

The story is too old; Han Fei has forgotten it.

But no matter what, a longsword is not meant for parrying. If you insist on using the blade to parry and engage in a head-on collision with someone, it's normal for it to develop a nick or nick.

If you insist on using a longsword as a shield, how can it not break?

"How about tomorrow? Can I go and inquire about it tomorrow?"

Chastina, naturally aware of the importance of weapons, quickly replied, "If it's urgent, tonight is fine too."

"No need, let's do it tomorrow." Texas shook her head and declined. "It's getting late tonight, I should get some rest."

"Oh, then I'll try to find out for you as soon as possible tomorrow."

Chastina was still very enthusiastic, but as soon as she finished speaking, a rather practical question suddenly popped into her mind.

"Um, if I may ask, do you have enough money?"

Chastina hadn't forgotten that although these three people were dressed very well, they were all penniless.

The only money they had was from the wallets they had "taken" from those gang members earlier.

Chastina hadn't asked the exact amount at the time, but now that they needed to hire craftsmen, she had to ask, otherwise, it would be awkward if they didn't have enough money.

Texas, lacking funds, naturally turned its attention to its own boss.

Han Fei calmly said, "Don't rush, let me see."

He didn't actually count the money; he just opened his wallet, glanced at it, saw there was quite a bit of cash inside, and then put it away.

Now that there's a need, it's natural to re-inventory the inventory.

Han Fei lightly counted the assets in the wallets one by one, and found that there was quite a lot, including nearly 200,000 marks.

This isn't the era where 500,000 marks would buy a loaf of bread; it should be enough by now.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still asked, "Around 190,000 or 200,000 yuan should be enough, right?"

"That should be enough."

Chastina wasn't quite sure, and whispered, "I haven't seen any skilled craftsmen like that, but considering the prices, 200,000 can buy a decent set of equipment."

"Okay, let's go back and rest first," Han Fei said. "Could you please lead the way to our accommodation for tonight?"

"Okay, leave it to me."

Chastina patted her chest confidently, "The hotel I stayed at before was really nice, I'll take you there right away."

Led by Chastina, the group arrived at the hotel where she was staying.

Nothing more was said that night.

The next morning, after Han Fei had breakfast at the hotel, they met up on the first floor of the hotel.

When he came down, all the other girls had already arrived.

Good morning, boss!

Theresa smiled gently and asked softly, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Good."

Han Fei chuckled and said, "This place is indeed nice; the rooms are good, and the breakfast is quite delicious."

"Right? Right?"

Chastina beamed with joy. After all, it was the hotel she had recommended, and she would be upset if her friends didn't stay comfortably.

"Yes, yes, our little Chastina is amazing!"

Han Fei patted Chastina's head and praised, "You truly are our excellent guide."

"Don't touch my head!"

Chastina shook her little head, her face hardening, and said with unusual seriousness, "You won't grow tall."

"Well..."

Han Fei was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself, "Baby, you're such a grown-up, why do you still believe in this?!"

But then I thought, among the people here, Chastina is the only cute little girl, so what's wrong with letting her believe me?

So Han Fei let go of her hand and said, "It's okay, our Chastina is still young, she'll grow tall."

"Snort."

Chastina gave a light hum, not dwelling on the topic, and said, "Anyway, you've come at the right time. I've already found out about a very skilled craftsman."

She lowered her voice and said softly, "I heard that this craftsman's master is incredibly skilled, a great blacksmith whom even Silverlance Pegasi greatly respect. A great master produces a great student, so his craftsmanship must be excellent as well."

"Shall we go take a look? Do you have an address?" Han Fei asked.

Yes, yes.

Chastina nodded repeatedly and said, "I heard that the craftsman often hangs out at a tavern called 'Fearsome Martin' on Golden Feather Avenue!"

"Drunkard?"

Han Fei raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, I don't think so?"

Chastina was initially quite confident, but after hearing Han Fei's words, her confidence waned.

For artisans, excessive drinking is not a good habit; drinking too much alcohol can cause their hands to tremble and lead to accidents.

However, since it was recommended by Chastina, Han Fei definitely had to go and check it out, and said:

"There's no point in us saying all this, why don't we just go and see for ourselves?"

"That's right, let's see how it goes first," Texas nodded. "If it doesn't work, we'll find other craftsmen."