A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 113: Hit a Knife
When I opened my eyes, I saw a strange ceiling.

My head was splitting with pain and my body was extremely sore, especially my right hand that was holding the knife. My shoulder blade felt like it had been broken.

Quinn lifted the quilt, reached out and pinched it, but didn't find anything wrong.

There were no injuries on his body, but there was a very pungent herbal smell.

The suit jacket was taken off, as was the vest, leaving only a thin shirt.
"Mr. Strange, are you awake? Would you like some water?"

A sweet, yet deliberately suppressed, voice came from him. Pepe was sitting beside him, watching him, with a brand new copy of "The Gospel of Genesis" on his lap.

Quinn blinked and found himself lying on the sofa in the living room of the second floor of the tavern.

"What's wrong with me?" Quinn was very alert.

"Eh, didn't you know?" Pepe also looked puzzled, repeating the boss's words: "Grandpa Selvi said you play with a katana."

".?"

Quinn couldn't really remember what happened.

I only remember that the boss asked me to chop him, so I drew my sword and chopped him off.

Before this, the weapon he had used the longest was the axe from his hometown. Earth's katana, originating from the Tang Dynasty's horizontal sword, later spread to Japan, becoming the longest of the samurai swords. Although he had never used it before, his intuition was correct; it worked quite well.

I don't know why, but I fainted before I hit anyone.

Is there something wrong with the knife?
With Quinn's eyesight, it was naturally impossible for him to see the speed of the boss's punches.

The headache gradually subsided, and Quinn struggled to sit up. It was almost dusk outside, and he had slept the entire afternoon.

"Where is Mr. Jacob?" he asked Ankua.

"Teacher Jacob is gone."

Pepe smiled brightly. "This afternoon was very exciting. Although we didn't find any clues about the suitcase, he led me to bust a human trafficking ring and rescue over twenty children! I'm increasingly understanding what you meant by 'letting nature take its course'—"

"I never imagined I'd be able to spread faith while searching for the box. A girl told me she wanted to join the Church and become a righteous adult like me. Oh, I'm embarrassed, but I'm so happy! I never get to experience these things if I stay in the church all the time."

Pepe is in high spirits.

"This holy book was also given to me by Teacher Jacob." She held up the Gospel of Creation on her lap, as if having this holy book with the sun emblem on it would make her feel at ease. "He's really friendly to the Church. He even has a holy book at home."

Quinn nodded vigorously. Of course.

When I first came to Ashwell, I was exactly like you. General Kua loved to take in penniless runaways.

Not to mention "The Gospel of Genesis", with the collection of books in Aqua's house, the scriptures of the seven religions are all packed for you.

"Today is the Sunday of the Holy Tree Cult, and Grandma Selvi will be back later. I've been learning to cook from her recently, but I'm not very good at it yet." Pepe lowered his head embarrassedly.

She had no money on her, and her boss gave her some pocket money, but Pepe refused to accept it, which resulted in her being unable to treat Quinn to dinner.

Pepe thought that Quinn had done her a favor and was a super good person in Ashwell. After listening to Quinn's words, she felt relieved and felt that she should treat him to a meal, but she had no money.

As for why he had no money, Pepe had no idea.

"No, no, no -"

Quinn quickly waved his hands and started to get dressed. He didn't want to stay alone with Pepe for too long.

"I have something to do in the evening, so I have to rush back to the college. The college cafeteria is open 24 hours a day, so I can just go back and eat. Hiss." He figured out where Pepe's embarrassed expression came from, and suddenly felt guilty.

Quinn touched his coat and found the bag of money he had made from the transaction with Golden Wind this morning was still there.

After paying the bill of 150 gold pounds for clothes, he gave Aqua 40 gold pounds at the door of the coffee shop. After deducting the miscellaneous expenses for the day, there were more than 60 gold pounds left in his wallet, which was a huge sum of money.

Quinn thought about it, took out twenty-one gold pounds, and placed them in front of Pepe without saying anything.

Pepe was startled and asked in confusion, "Mr. Starrange, what is this?"

"Teacher Jacob asked me to give it to you." Quinn lied.

"I can't accept this!" Pepe pushed the money back like a frightened little rabbit, shaking his head like a rattle.

"He also bought me several sets of clothes. I don't know how to repay him. I absolutely cannot accept this money."

Quinn looked at Pepe's casual clothes, which were the same style as Saber's, and thought that the rough boss bought them for her.

Quinn's face turned serious. "Have you forgotten what 2 Peter 7, paragraph 4, verse 2 says?"

Pepe was overwhelmed and said: "The grains of wheat scattered by the wind will be reborn in the ridges of the field with sevenfold fruitfulness."

"How much money do you have in your suitcase?"

".Thirty silver coins?"

"It is reborn in the sevenfold fertile ridges," theologian Quin said solemnly.

Pepe's eyes gradually widened.

Ten silver coins can be exchanged for one gold pound.

And seven times thirty silver coins is exactly twenty-one gold pounds.
Quinn made a big Chinese character with his hands and praised the beautiful sunset outside the window: "This is all the guidance of the glorious sun - praise the sun."

"Praise the Sun!" Pepe's voice was shaking. He had never been so close to a miracle in his life.

Is the sun really blessing me?

Quinn slowly withdrew his hand. It was amazing that after a good sleep and basking in the sun, he felt so comfortable all over. Even his headache was gone.

"If you think this is not Sun's arrangement, then I'll take it back to him." Quinn pretended to put the money away.

".Since it is given by the sun, then I will accept it."

Pepe carefully collected the money, silently praising the sun in his heart, and then asked quietly, "Mr. Strange, do you know what Mr. Jacob likes?"

Quinn was stunned for a moment, then smiled maliciously. "Of course, of course I know."

Xiao Kua, you just wanted to have fun watching me at noon today, right?

When I went downstairs, the boss was also sleeping.

His biological clock is like a mystery, it doesn't follow the sun at all. The only way to tell whether he is drunk or sober is to look at the empty bottles on the bar.

There are now more than a dozen bottles scattered around, most of them are probably drunk.

"Mr. Gu." Quinn greeted Gu who was sitting at the bar.

It is a rare sight to see this one-armed old man in a tuxedo sitting on a high stool with a hand-mixed cocktail with a straw on the bar.

Lao Gu seemed to be waiting for him specially.

"Don't come next week."

"Ah?" Quinn was stunned. Is playing with a katana really that unpleasant?

"Wait for him at the entrance of the Eastwell Adventurer's Guild at ten o'clock next Wednesday morning."

".Understood."

Quinn nodded obediently. What was he going to do at the Adventurer's Guild?
"Do I need to bring my weapons back for practice?"

Gu silently took a sip of wine.

"The sword is broken."

"Huh? How did it break?"

Lao Gu did not answer, but said:
"I like the way you hold the knife."

He had waited here just to say this to Quinn.

"Oh? Thank you, thank you."

Quinn wondered if I had any power in holding the knife. Was I a complete novice?

"An ordinary knife is not worthy of you." He paused and said, "If you are willing to fight with me, I can help you make a good knife."

".ha?"

Senior, you are joking. If you are tired of mopping the floor, why don’t you ask someone else to do it?

"Let's go to the academy to fight. You can be resurrected if you die. I don't need any supernatural powers, can I just rely on my simple sword skills?" His cold voice actually carried a hint of eagerness.

Quinn thought about it. Although this old man looked strange, he was also half of Aqua's family. So he nodded hesitantly and said, "Okay, okay."

"Then it's settled."

After saying that, Gu stood up, picked up the suitcase next to the bar, and walked straight to the back door.

Seeing that he looked like he was going on a long journey, Quinn subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go find materials for the sword."

"?"

As soon as the bell rang, the old man left without a trace of nostalgia.

Gu Yi spent the entire afternoon thinking about what his boss said to him before he passed out drunk.

"His experience is relatively loose, but his technique makes up for it, which is quite contradictory."

"There's no mistake. The look in that boy's eyes as he wielded the knife was like a pool of water, exactly like you were when you were young. But do you still have such a calm will today?"

"Before him, I've only seen one other fellow with this skill whose origins are unknown. Oh, yes, the one who chopped off your hand."

It was completely dark when we arrived at Ashwell Railway Station.

The crescent moon is in the sky, and the evening breeze of the mountain city feels very cool on the body.

Quinn was thinking about Gu all the way.

Feeling a bit puzzled, he asked Ankuya where this guy came from, but Ankuya just said not to care about him and not to provoke him.

Anyway, can helping me with a knife be considered a good thing?

At the entrance of the train station, Quinn saw a stall selling orange juice. He remembered that the cup of orange juice Xia Daier bought for him in the morning tasted pretty good. He was a little thirsty, so he squatted down and asked for a cup.

Forty-five pence was not cheap, but it looked quite fresh, so Quinn, who had money in his pocket, bought a cup.

Freshly squeezed, use a wooden squeezer to squeeze the oranges into juice, just like Chinese medicine.

It was a full cup, Quinn raised an eyebrow, huh, it's a little fuller than the one at noon.

"That's it? Isn't there a straw?"

The orange juice vendor, noticing Quinn's refined appearance in a suit, said with a smile, "Excuse me, sir. My small business doesn't provide straws. You can buy them at the store next door."

".Is it?"

Quinn wasn't that delicate either. He raised the cup and took a sip, but it didn't feel as sweet as the one he had at noon.

The cup Xia Dai'er bought him had a slightly sweet smell of powder, no, it seemed to be the smell of straw.
Quinn didn't have time to think about it.

Then I heard a cute and silly voice: "Ah, Neapolitan pizza."

He looked up and saw a girl in a white school uniform holding out her hand to him.

"Orange juice, give it to me."

(End of this chapter)