Chapter 392: Flagpole tied to the tree

Unsurprisingly, after offering the duel compensation, Harold directly agreed.
He responded to me with a smile: "This is what it should be, and it's also very hard to practice with.
To be honest, his straightforward attitude made me a little embarrassed, so I decided to convert the thousand gold coins that I had previously decided in my heart into 100 gold coins.
In other words, a thousand gold coins seem to be a little bit more.
The duel was scheduled to be held in his guild training ground the next morning.
At that time, he will invite several masters who have studied melee combat to come and watch.
I didn't care about his decision.
It is his freedom to invite someone. I only need to do two things: first, fight well; second, put money in.
Back home, I began to prepare for the next day's battle.
It may be that the sound of my turning over was so loud that it disturbed Jackson on the side. He sat up and asked me, "Xiao Yi, what are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for a flagpole..." At this point, I didn't think I paused, and changed my words: "I'm looking for a knife, a very long black knife."
"Oh..." Jackson thoughtfully, thought for a while, and said: "Ah, are you looking for that flagpole?"
I: Σ(°△°

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In fact, it is indeed like a flagpole, so I nodded helplessly: "Yes, it's the flagpole, did you see it?"
"I saw it." Jackson pointed to the door and said: "It was raining a few days ago. I thought it was too windy and I was afraid that the tree in the yard would be blown down. So I used that flagpole to make a fixed bracket. Go and see. Well, it might still be tied to it now."
Me: (╬￣翣翣) convex
I hurried to the yard, and sure enough, the flagpole (do you feel the awkwardness of using the word'use'? Not only you, but I am also awkward, but I hope you all remember that this is not an ordinary The flagpole is a big sword! The big sword! The big sword!) Still tied to the tree in a daze, looking from a distance, it really looks like a sonorous flagpole.
Without further ado, I went straight forward, untied all the ropes tied to the'flagpole', and threw it aside. Then, I laid the Odachi sword horizontally on the ground, holding the scabbard with one hand, and slowly with the other. Pull it out.
With the sound of cold metal rubbing, Odachi slowly unsheathed.
The dark Odachi, under the sunlight, reflected stray light.
Phoo~
I took a long breath and finally felt relieved-there was no rust.
Slowly put the knife in the sheath again, and I walked into the room with the knife.
Jackson saw me walking in with a ‘flagpole’ on his back and exclaimed,
Xiaoyi, what is the name of this flagpole, why did you come back into the room again?

"Ha ha ha ha" I let out four joking dry laughs, placed his so-called flagpole diagonally on the ground, and then slowly pulled out one end.
Metal friction sounded again, and the black Odachi was unsheathed again, and the sharp blade was all black at a glance, and Jackson looked dull.
"This is the name of the'flagpole'" I knocked on the blade and made a small, crisp sound: "It's actually a big sword."
"This knife... is too long, right" Jackson was a little weak: "Is it two meters?"
"More than two meters."
"Such a long knife, can you use it smoothly?"
"What's wrong?" I inserted the knife into the sheath, put it aside, and said, "Anyway, it's all knives. You can use it whatever you want."
He laughed twice and made no further comments.
Perhaps it was because he finally found out that he could no longer understand the heart of a warrior with a sword...
It is also possible that he feels that I am abnormal, so he is unwilling to talk to me again.
In short, it doesn't matter. It is me and not him who will fight Harold tomorrow. I decided to rest early tonight, recharge my energy, and prepare for the battle tomorrow.
At dinner, the women rushed to praise the armor I gave them, saying that the armor was really strong enough, and the sword attack of the stone shell monster was completely ineffective.
I was taken aback by these words and hurriedly reminded me: "Don't do this anymore. Trying a knife with your body is the most stupid behavior and it's easy to get hurt!"
Susan said it was all right, as long as Godot was there, no matter how big the injury was, it would hurt at most.
Seeing Godot's triumphant expression, I hung a black thread on my forehead.
"Then you have to pay attention," I reminded again: "If the monster's strength is very strong, you can kill you in a second, otherwise the gain will not be worth the loss."
Susan gave me a white look and said: "We are not stupid, can we still see what kind of monsters are deadly and what kind of monsters are hurting?"
Okay, I was troubled.
I choose silence.
That night, the masked girl came to me again. I quietly got up and opened the door to have a look. Good fellow, the masked girl is addicted to sitting on the wall of my house. Every time I come, 100% sit on the wall and count the stars. , In fact, judging from the outline, she is not only a girl with elven blood, but also a slender and good-looking beauty. Unfortunately, this beauty has always refused to show me her true colors.
In fact, I have the ability to easily take off her veil, but that is too ungentleman, so I chose to give up.
The masked girl did not jump directly off the wall this time, but sat on the wall and continued to count the stars.
"What's the matter with me this time?"
I asked her in a low voice, so as not to awaken the three women who were resting. If they were to see this scene, I would really be hard to argue with!
The masked girl shook her slender legs and said, "Can't you come if you are fine?"
"Uh...but this is my house..."
"What's wrong with your house" The masked girl rolled her eyes and said: "So, you don't welcome me?"
"Welcome, of course it is welcome" I said with a little embarrassment: "It's just that you show up in the middle of the night every time, so I'm not good to entertain you..."
"No need" her veil moved, as if smiling: "I have everything, just want to come here to count the stars."
"Okay, okay" I continued sitting next to her, watching the stars with her.
Anyway, I’m going to fight tomorrow. Tonight, I can relax in any way. Looking at the stars is a good choice.
We both sat side by side on the wall like this, counting the stars in the sky together.
Counting, the masked girl suddenly said: "Ah, meteor!"
I looked around and said, "Where, where?"
"Oh, it's passed."
I sighed with a little regret, and said in my heart, Meteor can make a wish. How I want to make a wish. I hope Harold can pay me more gold coins tomorrow, so that I can spend more money in a short time. End of the private money!
As I was thinking, something suddenly touched my shoulder, turning her head slightly, the masked girl leaned her little head on my shoulder, her eyes still counting the stars in the sky, twinkling.
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