This is the most inferior part of Will's heart.

That is, he has a pirate father.

He is the son of a pirate.

This identity is even worse than being a blacksmith. It is a background that cannot be concealed by wearing any expensive clothes.

Governor Swan seems kind, but a single word can make people fall into the abyss, and they don’t even have the courage to talk to him in a dignified manner.

Will smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Governor, I always remember your teachings. I remember that if you hadn't saved me on the way to Port Royal to take office, I would have been dead. I am ashamed of my origin, and I am incompatible with the pirates."

Governor Swan nodded with satisfaction, "Very good. Have you brought the sword I want?"

He said as he walked to his seat and did it.

Will quickly handed the gorgeous sword box on his hands.

The housekeeper next to him poured a cup of tea for the Governor.

This teapot was just thrown away by Xu Feng, but he hadn't come out yet.

Will opened his mouth, "Governor."

"Hmm?" Governor Swan looked at Will in confusion.

Will breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Governor Swan did not focus on tea.

"Oh, what I want to say is that this was created by my master Brown for Commander James Norrington. To build this sword, ahem, Brown spent half his life and has not yet awakened."

When Governor Swan heard this, he immediately exclaimed, "Have you heard it! Hear it! This is the true spirit of craftsmanship!"

The attendants around nodded one after another.

Governor Swan opened the exquisite sword box with joy and lifted up layers of cumbersome packaging.

He didn't feel troubled or impatient about this at all, but felt that he had a very ritual sense - yes, a good weapon should have a complex sense of ritual, this is called identity!

When he took out the dark ebony scabbard, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"I knew at a glance that this was Old Brown's craft! It was impossible to be wrong!"

"" Will pursed his lips and said nothing.

In fact, Old Brown could no longer beat iron five years ago, and all the work of the Iron Heart Blacksmith shop was handed over to Will.

Will's craftsmanship can be said to be better than his own. Moreover, Will is an extremely serious and responsible blacksmith. He strives for excellence in everything he does. Therefore, in the years when Old Brown could not make a blacksmith, the business of the blacksmith shop has not only not declined, but has become more prosperous.

Of course, Will is too young, and the sign he plays to the outside world is still the sign of Old Brown.

Governor Swan was essentially a vain rich man. He didn't know any skills at all. He only recognized brands.

Moreover, it is a bit unreasonable to say that it is Old Brown’s craftsmanship just by looking at the scabbard.

After all, Will's blacksmith shop could not make such a gorgeous scabbard, and it was entrusted to another decoration shop.

Governor Swan drew out his long sword in a gorgeous posture, looked at it in a decent manner, and praised it.

“Good craftsmanship!”

"The sword is not old!"

"It's really a masterpiece that has cost Old Brown half his life!"

"By the way, does this sword have a name?"

Will quickly replied: "Of course, good swords naturally need to be matched with names."

"What is it called?" Governor Swan asked with anticipation.

Generally speaking, weapons are named by forges, not by the owner. They can only be named independently unless they are tailor-made by the owner.

This sword was obviously not customized by James Norrington himself, but was given to James Norrington as a promotion gift by Governor Swan, so the right to name is with the Forge.

Will said nervously: "This sword is called Duanshui."

"Shut off the water?" Governor Swan savored it carefully, and then said in admiration: "Will, I didn't expect that your master, Old Brown, has such literary talent! Shut off the water! Shut off the water with one knife! Domineering! This is really a perfect match for James! Hahaha! A good name! A very good name."

Will couldn't help but want to laugh.

It turns out that the Governor also knew that "drawing a knife to cut off the water will flow even more."

Everyone suffers from lack of education.

Will was afraid of the troubles, so he asked, "Governor, don't you know if you are satisfied with this sword?"

Governor Swan nodded repeatedly, "Satisfied! Very satisfied! How do you say the price?"

Will almost blurted out 12 gold coins.

Xu Feng, who was beside him, quickly winked at him.

Will cleared his throat and said carefully: "A total of 200 gold coins."

Governor Swan was surprised, "How many?!"

"200." Will said with courage: "Governor, this is still a friendship price. In order to cast this sword, Old Brown lost half his life and has not woken up yet. Moreover, the materials used in this sword are also the best. Look at the pattern and then look at the decoration-"

Governor Swan waved his hand and said with a gloomy face: "Will, you only sold 200 gold coins for such a peerless sword? Could it be that I only charged me a cost for the sake of saving you? Do you know that if this sword is sold in Lunton, it can be sold at least, uh, 500 gold coins! Right, the housekeeper?"

"Yes, Master." The housekeeper replied with a cold expression.

No matter what the Governor Swan asks, he will agree. Even if Governor Swan says that the sword is worth five million gold coins, he will say "yes, master" without hesitation. This is his professional quality as a British housekeeper.

Governor Swan turned around and said to Will: "Although this is not Roundun, it is always reasonable to have 300 gold coins. After all, it is still a question whether Brown can wake up in the rest of his life."

Will opened his mouth wide in shock, "There are too many, Governor!"

Governor Swan frowned and said, "Will, you know, I don't like bargaining with people."

As he said that, he picked up the teacup beside him and prepared to moisten his throat.

Will quickly said, "Okay, okay! 300 is 300!"

Xu Feng was really right. Vaing rich people only buy expensive ones, not the right ones.

Because only expensive ones can show their identity and show their "faith" to the recipient.

"What are you talking about?"

At this moment, a silver bell-like sound came from the inner hall, and then a lady wearing a brand new Victorian trendy women's skirt slowly walked out of the inner hall.

Her waist was slim and her face was a little red, and her breathing was a little uncomfortable.

Obviously, the size of this new skirt was a little smaller, and the waistband made her a little unbearable.

However, this seems to not hide her beauty and charmingness.

She is like a princess.

——Elizabeth Swan.
Chapter completed!