Chapter 283: Pick a gun

Yura's eyes were full of strange smells, like ambiguous, more like being interested.
I subconsciously scratched my hair and touched my face again. I wondered: "Um, Yura, is there something strange on my face?"
After that, he turned his head and looked at Harold, trying to find his meaning.
No, Harold turned his head to one side, completely irrelevant.
So I had to turn to Yura again.
At this time, Yula finally spoke: "Brother, I think when you just wandered, your expression was very good. Come on, are you thinking about me?"
So, sometimes I have to admire the curiosity and outrageous intuition of women.
In order not to affect Yura's mood, and to make the selection of magic wands as much as possible, I decided to flatter her.
At the moment, I pretended to be a little embarrassed, and twisted: "This...just...I really missed you, hehe."
Yula's eyes lit up and she said, "What are you thinking about sister? Huh~"
The sound of ‘um~’ made me tremble all over. I really didn’t expect that this female magician with a cold face and a poker face could make such an ambiguous and desire-inspiring voice.
This...is this the legendary-contrast cute?
Harold cleared his throat from the side and coughed.
Although the sound was not loud, it was enough to break the embarrassing deadlock and a slightly ambiguous atmosphere.
Yura also seemed to realize that she was doing something wrong, and immediately turned her face away, but I could still see clearly, the blushes on her cheeks.
I entrusted Yula to choose the magic wand at home, and Harold and I were always behind her for her call.
Yura when choosing things has the same temperament as Yura when teaching and proctoring, that is, he is extremely serious.
At the same time, I discovered that when Yula chose things, he also had a completely different aspect from when he was teaching and proctoring exams, that is, talking.
Some people might think that Yura is also talking while teaching?
I can only say that there is an essential difference between the two. When teaching, only Yula is talking, and conversation requires two people or more than two people to interact.
"How many magic wands do you plan to pick?" Yura asked.
"Five roots" I said.
"What?" Yura's reaction was the same as Harold's back then: "Why so many?"
"Because I have five teammates who use magic wands" I answered truthfully.
"Oh..." Yura nodded, "What kind of magicians are they?"
I thought about it, and said, "Uh... three magicians, and two priests."
"I'm asking about type, not about your occupation."
"Uh... Is there a difference between type and occupation?" I looked like an innocent baby.
Yura was a little helpless, saying: "Occupation and type are of course different. To distinguish them by nature, both magicians and priests belong to the category of magicians, but in terms of types, there are more types. There are magicians who specialize in flames, there are magicians who specialize in puppet systems, and there are magicians who specialize in wind systems, etc. Now, do you understand?"
"Oh—" I sighed and nodded.
"So, tell me now, what kind of magicians are your teammates?"
I thought about it again, and said, "Uh, a fire magician, an ice magician, a magician who has no attributes yet and is good at attacking magic missiles, a priest who specializes in purification, and another... .... It should be a healing pastor."
While listening to me, Yura walked past rows of shelves like lanterns, picking one or two from them and holding them in her hand, thinking for a moment, and then put them back.
This state lasted for almost an hour, and finally my arms were filled with five carefully selected magic wands.
These five magic wands are all carved with exquisite patterns and inlaid with a number of beautiful gems of equal size. However, my knowledge of gems is very limited, so I can't tell which type they belong to and how expensive they are.
Yura asked Harold to take a pen, and then, while taking the magic wand in my hand, he used the pen to mark the magic wand.
It took more than five minutes for Yula to finish all the markings. She breathed a sigh of relief and said to me: "Okay, it's finally finished."
I picked up one of the magic wands, and saw a line of small characters written on it. I happened to recognize all of it: the magic wand for the purification priest.
"This label is awesome!"
I couldn't help giving a thumbs up, Zan Yura said.
Youla moved the corners of her mouth, her face showed a proud look, she said proudly: "Of course, I am an expert in this area!"
Harold on the side was noncommittal. It seemed that Yura was indeed very accomplished in magic.
Next, Harold and I, as well as Yula, once again launched the next round of weapon selection.
Yura has no experience with melee weapons, just standing by my side, watching me choose.
Harold recommends some of them to me from time to time, and lists the advantages and disadvantages of these weapons.
It seems that Harold not only has an excellent vision on sword weapons, but also has good insights on other weapons.
After selecting the melee weapons, the three of us once again entered the weapon arsenal of the long-range attack profession.
Here, rows and rows of fire guns and crossbows are displayed.
After walking a few laps, Yola pointed to one of the beautifully crafted flintlock guns and said, "How about this gun? It feels very noble, and the workmanship is also very exquisite and meticulous, and here... .."
She pointed to the barrel of the gun and said, "There is a small line of text engraved here, I read it, Si...Ge..., um, I can’t see clearly, but since the name is engraved , Even if it is not a famous gun, it must be a good gun."
Harold and I leaned in and looked at it for a while.
Harold nodded and said: "This gun really looks very beautiful, An Xiaoyi, or you want this one."
I didn't answer, I imagined Rocky holding a flintlock to fight monsters.
He is good at using short guns, as he once told me, and he is used to shooting with one hand.
This flintlock gun, the barrel is longer than the arm, and the texture of the barrel seems to be made of low-grade steel.
Compared with medium-grade steel and high-grade steel, low-grade steel has a fatal disadvantage, that is, the gun body is heavy and there are many impurities.
Although there will be no bombing, it will greatly affect the power of the bullet and the accuracy of its range.
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