"You still have clothes here?" Liu Zhen looked up and measured the horizontal bar in the store, with a row of clothes hanging on it.

  "This is the craftsmanship of our half-elf master tailor, combining leather and linen to create the most suitable clothing for the Bimon people. Now, most of the Bimon nobles in Wysteria are wearing our clothes." The human boss glanced at Helen and sighed again: "Each piece costs ten silver coins, if you need to add decorations, we'll discuss the price separately."

  "Just blow Bull then." Liu Zhenhong smiled and pointed to the pandas and ladies behind him, saying: "Help them from head to toe, clothes, cloaks, boots with horse spurs, give me two sets for each person."

  "Hehe, here's a specialty of the human city of Wujiaosai - sleepwear made from wood pulp thread. These three young ladies are so noble, why don't each of you take one more? 12 silver coins per piece." The human boss enthusiastically recommended.

  "Each package contains fifty pieces!" Liu's words made the prince's face increasingly ugly.

  "Anything else you need, sir?" The boss's expression became even more fawning.

  "Uh... nothing else." Liu Zhen felt something was off about Wangzi and quickly wrapped things up.

  "These sturdy gentlemen's physiques are so impressive, wouldn't they be even more intimidating if they wore some leather armor? Across from our small shop is another armory of our merchant guild, where you can find the masterpieces of the dwarven masters. You can go take a look over there." The tactless boss said.

  "We are not the bear men of the Paili tribe, we are the panda men of the Pantu tribe!" Guo Da said with a loud and clear voice.

  "Panda... bear?" The human boss didn't quite understand.

  "Later on, is the weapon shop across the street also run by you humans?" Liu Zhen stunned the boss who was still in a daze.

  "Yes, all the shops in Wisteria are basically run by humans and belong to our human merchant guild. I'm the head of the guild, Rog."

  "I'll go take a look." Liu Zhen was originally too embarrassed to knock on Richard's door again, but as soon as he heard about the weapons, he immediately remembered that he still lacked one. The pandas had been empty-handed since leaving the ship, and it really wasn't going well for them.

  Set your mind at ease, close your eyes, and keep typing.

  The prince's lips moved slightly, and his handsome face turned pale.

  The price of weapons is no small sum, next to the most expensive ones are the crystal cores and gems of the Magic Beasts, especially those of human merchants.

  Prince Richard was filled with regret, wanting to turn his face away, but the three beautiful women were all smiling sweetly at him, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

  Just you wait! You little Pique! The prince seethed with anger.

  Liu Zhenhong didn't care about that anymore and dragged the boss and the pandas to rush into the weapon shop on the opposite street.

  This weapon shop, called "Dwarven Anvil", occupied a whole three-story small building. The name with the dwarven characteristics was just to get some of the natural dwarven craftsmanship, but as soon as you enter, you can indeed see a dwarf craftsman with a group of sturdy and muscular Minotaur men forging weapons on the anvil, the "ding-ding-dong" sound of hammering and the "whoosh-whoosh" sound of bellows blending together.

  The Kingdom of Bimon has an agreement with these human merchants to open a weapon shop, and they must let the beastmen from Bimon serve as apprentices. These tall and sturdy Minotaurs with two horns on their heads are the craftsmen apprentices here.

  However, the dwarves who were born not to like speaking and the Minotaurs who were basically indistinguishable from cows stayed together, so it's hard to say how much of the forging techniques the Mithril apprentices could learn-----------this might also be the reason why humans agreed to this requirement.

  "Look at the quality of these weapons!" Rog said, chattering away as he introduced the goods on the shelves of the weapon shop. "Look at this battle-axe! It can chop a grown-up swamp dragon's head in two! And look at these helmets... how great... oh... you're not satisfied?"

  "...Now take a look at this two-handed greatsword! Look at its blade, wow, how sharp it is! It's just right for someone like you!" Rog old boss struggled to pull out a cross-shaped two-handed greatsword from the shelf, with a row of serrations on the blade flashing a fierce light.

  "I don't like these. I'm a sacrificer! Kampas is above." Liu Zhen said casually: "You have to give me some good stuff, this sword, axe and armor, not even the cloud pattern on the surface, nor the reflection is introverted, it's not made of good steel?"

  The boss was stunned, even the dwarf craftsman who had been burying his head in work and ignoring everyone else looked up in surprise, the large hammer in his hand hovering in mid-air, hesitating to fall. The cow-headed people were also stunned into stillness.

  "Match... ceremony... ceremonial rites?" Boss Rog looked at Match in disbelief, sucking on his own snout. From this violent physique, the boss couldn't find any connection to ceremonial rites or wisdom.

  "War sacrifice!" Liu Zhenhuan apparently forgot Cui Peishan's teachings again.

  "Campus!" The human boss exclaimed hypocritically, and at the same time gave a verdict to this guy. This rural pig must be the same kind as those noble young masters in human society who dream of becoming holy knights, and will not really go on an adventure to any dangerous dragon's lair, but only wear beautiful and powerful armor to hunt! And also put on a heroic air in front of ignorant girls.

  "If you're a priest, what are you doing in a weapon shop?" Rog smiled wryly: "The instruments that store song power with crystal cores and gems are made by the temple itself. Of course, if you're a master of both music and martial arts, I can also make magic weapons with magic crystals for you, but it has to be custom-made. Even in human countries, only a few large-scale weapon shops can supply them, and magic weapons are prohibited from being sold to the Kingdom of Bimun. You have to give us enough time to smuggle them."

  "Can't believe it, you actually know that crystal cores and gems can store song energy?" Liu Zhen continued to scan the shelves, saying with a smile.

  Everyone knows. The boss thought to himself. But his face still wore a calm expression.

  The dwarf craftsman continued to swing his large hammer, muttering a sentence in dwarvish: "This guy must be a nutcase."

  The ox-headed men exchanged a smile and continued working.

  Liu Zhenhong could understand the dwarf language, and Helen's wisdom was not in vain. However, he twitched his mouth and pretended not to understand.

  "You guys come and pick too..." Liu Zhenhong greeted the pandas.

  "It doesn't matter, we still prefer to use fishing rods and our own hands." Guo looked at his master with reverence.

  "Want to take a look? I have some harpoons here, the strongest ones used by the giant demon hunters in Mongzhong. Come on, sir, help your friend pick one out!" Rog said as he gestured to his minotaur craftsman to open up a row of boxes on the shelf. Inside the boxes were rows of harpoons coated with maintenance wax, their three-pronged heads gleaming with a cold blue light and carbon element marks that seemed to shift like clouds along the length of the gun, all the way to the handle. The joint where the head met the handle was wrapped in red squirrel tail fluff, setting off the half-length of the harpoon's body, which exuded a solemn yet ferocious killing aura.

  "Good stuff!" Liu Zhen was slightly satisfied. This gun head is a bit similar to the three-edged military bayonet he used before, only the blood groove isn't that deep.

  "Of course, this is the masterpiece of our dwarf master, specially designed for the 'Ogre Hunters' in the Bimon army! The first batch has just been produced, and each polearm only costs 50 gold coins. Think about it, sir, with such a polearm, you can hunt down ogres in Bog Village and return home to the cheers of many Gelt women!" Rog said insincerely. In fact, he didn't believe that this guy would go hunting for ogres at all.

  "The blood groove should be a bit deeper." Liu Zhen said, evaluating the weapon, "That way it will bleed faster and the wound can't be stitched! By the way, is there any poison? Apply some to it."

  The boss's sweat came down again. He found that this PIG was dreaming of being a sacrificial officer, and going to be a witch doctor would have great prospects.

  "Uh... sir, we don't sell poison here. If you want to buy that stuff, you can go ask the witch doctors in your hometown of Baimon, they're good at brewing that...". Boss Luo wiped the sweat from his face: "If you're willing to buy this rifle, I can think of a way for you."

  "Alright! I'll buy it, and I'll add 50 gold coins to you. You go get me half a gallon of poison." Liu Zhen nodded: "Give each of them five of these wooden guns with leather scabbards, they can be carried on their backs."

  "Alright." The boss chose the latter between conscience and money.

  "Is this a crossbow?" Liu Zhen took down a military-style crossbow hanging on the wall, and although the surface of the arm-long crossbow body was engraved with fine patterns, it still looked rough to Liu Zhen.

  "Our military crossbow of the Kingdom of Dolotte, also known as ****, needs to be cocked with the foot and has a range of up to 250 yards." The merchant said proudly.

  "This thing is over thirty paces, and it has no deterrent power to speak of. It lacks sufficient accuracy, and the trajectory of the arrow can easily be changed due to external factors." Liu Zhen said with a cold smile.

  "Even with today's technology, we humans still can't make it..." The boss was a bit unconvinced.

  "Let me try its power." Liu Zhen took down the military crossbow, held it in his hand and weighed it, very heavy. He pulled on the string and easily opened the military crossbow, this kind of strength made the boss beside him reevaluate him.

  "Why don't you try it out on the target range in the back?" The human merchant took a crossbow from the crate and handed it over.

  "It's useless." Liu took the arrow shaft and inserted it into the military crossbow's groove, shaking his arm as he said: "This thing is simply a burden, can only shoot one arrow at a time, and reloading is also troublesome. Unless it's used on a large scale to equip an army, otherwise it really doesn't have much effect. Moreover, there isn't even any aiming device on this thing, the accuracy will definitely be lacking. Do you know what kind of attack method human military crossbows are most suitable for?"

  "What method?" The human merchant put on a modest appearance. He thought this guy must have seen too much.

  "Suitable for headshots." Liu Zhen's military crossbow poked the dwarf who was hammering iron, and as soon as the dwarf looked up, a black crossbow bolt had already been thrust into his mouth. The long crossbow body pushed the dwarf master's head back into a natural recline, and the dwarf's face turned snowy white in an instant.

  "I once killed a man, I shot his head off." Liu said in dwarven: "This guy thinks I don't understand certain dialects."

  The dwarf master's mouth was full of the crossbow bolt, his throat felt a wave of nausea, but he didn't dare move, and the large hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

  The dwarf saw that Pigg's finger was already on the trigger and his heart hung.

  The human boss quickly came up to smooth things over, and he also saw that this guy was a bit off.

  Liu Zhen was taken aback and burst out laughing, putting away the military crossbow and patting the dwarf on the shoulder.

  "Is there a dagger?" Liu Zhenhong asked again.

  "Ah, ah, ah......" Boss Luo ordered the ox-headed craftsman to bring over a box: "Take a look, these are all top-notch daggers, with weight and quality! Sharp enough to cut through rocks, each one... five gold coins."

  "It's a bit pricey, but it'll do." Liu Zhen took up a willow-leaf-shaped curved dagger half a foot long and touched the blade with his finger, unable to help but praise the craftsmanship of this short man. This curved dagger is used to stab into the human body, which would be even smoother, and can't see that this short man has some biomimetic mind.

  "How much do you need?" the boss asked cautiously.

  "One for thirty!" Liu Zhen said: "Replace my gloves, apply poison... deepen the blood groove! This thing stabs people, do you still need gloves? Along this..."

  Liu Zhenhong snapped his finger on the boss's third rib, "Along here upwards, one stab and it reaches the heart."

  The boss's sweat flowed down again. He was fantasizing, maybe tomorrow, at the Weatherspoon bank or somewhere else, a group of masked bandits suddenly jumped out, with shiny daggers and bayonets in their hands...

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