"What's going on?" Kester, as a party concerned, is also quite wonderful at the moment. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he doesn't recognize Jason at all! Have you ever seen a passer-by on the street bowing their heads? Oh no, this passerby chased you all the way to the dungeon, opened the door for you, and begged for mercy? Hell alive it!

"Looks like you kid isn't hurt." An elf wearing gold-rimmed glasses suddenly appeared behind Jason, isn't it Kesar, who had a relationship with Kester. He kicked Jason in the ass, "Fuck off, you're alive." ”

Jason thanked him as if he had been amnestied, and he crawled to the door of the dungeon, not even bothering to take the torch, as if he would if he stayed there for another second.

"Wait!" Caysar stopped him.

Jason shuddered: "Big... What do you command? ”

"Oh it's okay, it's better for you to come over and get the torch, it's too troublesome for me to take it myself." Caysar said disapprehantly.

"You... Are you that funny killer? With the help of the light of the torches, Kester finally made out Kesar's face.

"You're funny, your whole family is funny!" Caysar instantly burst into a rage.

"Hahahaha! Kesar, you have today! The High Priestess of the Giants walked in slowly through the doorway, a smile on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Whew, it's good you're okay." Another person rushed in through the door of the dungeon, and it wasn't Joey in fiery red armor.

"Uncle Joey? What the hell is going on? Kester looked at Joey, who was panting heavily, with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go out and talk." The High Priestess of the Giant stopped laughing and said, "This is a bit complicated to say. ”

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In the King's Sledgehammer Hotel, with Kester's return, the White Feather Silver Wings finally felt at ease, and at this moment they were lying on Kester's shoulders and napping, completely ignoring the resentful Caesar on the side.

"That's the basics." Joey finally finished narrating.

Kester listened to the ins and outs of the matter in a daze, and after a long time, he exhaled: "This... Thank you for your help! ”

"This would have been a dereliction of duty." Gray tapped his hunchback and said apologetically: "You helped us with the Amethyst Goose, and you also helped me get my scarce experimental materials when the Amethyst Goose lacked funds, but I was imprisoned in the dungeon under my nose, all because of my mistakes, I apologize to you." ”

How dare Kester accept this apology, he hurriedly said: "Lord Gray is serious, I haven't suffered any grievances in the dungeon, thanks to you, I have also learned a lot and moved up to the next level." ”

Kaisar finally took his eyes off the White Feather Silver Wing, and he looked at Kester, "You are now a Seventh-Order Warrior?" Yes, yes, it's a little genius. "The two of them had just hurriedly met in the oasis before, and it was not until this moment that they became familiar with each other.

"I'm already 15 years old, and I'm still far from a true genius like Siddle who advanced to the advanced level at the age of 8." Kester is already growing rapidly, but he also knows that without the resources to support him, he will never be able to become the next winged king Raphael.

"If you have to compare yourself with such a genius who has never been seen before or since, then of course you can only make yourself unhappy, in fact, you can already be regarded as the leader of the younger generation." Joey patted Kester on the shoulder.

"By the way, what about my weapons? And my money bag. Kester suddenly remembered that most of his belongings had been stolen by the jailers.

"Here, I brought it for you." Joey handed over a cloth bag. Apparently the jailers were too lazy to deal with it, they just used Kester's whip to bundle his clothes, and it became such a grotesque package.

"Wait, can I borrow that whip?" Hammer, who had been silent on the sidelines, suddenly spoke up when he saw Kester's silver whip.

"Huh? How? Kester's expression moved.

"Give it to him." Caysar stretched: "Although Uncle Hammer has been an old man here for decades, he is actually one of the third generation of Master Ronnie." ”

"The heir of Master Ronnie?!" Kester was shocked!

"That's right, Old Hammer is a forger." Gray affirmed Caysar's words.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts, and the industry of forging is between civil and military. Forging is not a skill that everyone can learn, and it involves too much skill and knowledge. If all you need is a blacksmith, then no problem, anyone can become a blacksmith. But the forge is a profession that requires the assistance of fighting magic or divine power, controlling with mental power, and using physical strength to complete shaping and other work.

10,000 years ago was the most emerging era of the forging industry, when the forging industry can be described as a hundred schools of thought, new technologies and forging concepts have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. But with the changes of the times, the forging industry has slowly declined, and the main reason is because of the invasion of the demons.

The demons destroyed the Sword Forge City, which was once known as the holy land of forgers along with the capital of mercenaries, which brought unimaginable disasters to the forging industry. After the last demigod-level forge was injected with life and exhausted his efforts to build his sword for Siddle, the forging industry was almost silent for tens of thousands of years.

Master Ronnie was born in such an era when the forging industry was in decline. More than 100 years ago, Master Ronnie, who was still a young boy, first came into contact with the forging industry. His talent was not outstanding, but he showed a keen interest in the blacksmithing industry. Although the weapons and armor he created were belittled by his teachers as worthless and inferior compared to those geniuses in his classmates, he still persevered in pursuing his dream of forging.

The turning point came during a show by a group of beast tamers, when a samurai performed a show of having the megalodon bite its own neck. Master Ronnie was amazed at the stiffness of the samurai's neck, and in the ensuing exchange, he learned that the samurai had a way of compressing the bones to make them denser, thus making the bones harder.

Inspired by this, Master Ronnie tried to compress metal after returning home, and in this respect he was almost like the previous blacksmith idiot. Master Ronnie has shown a unique skill in this forging technique at a speed that shocks the world, from steel to elemental ore and even magic core, as long as there is hardness, what can be used for forging, he can compress it with his own method and forge it into the desired shape, and the hardness is dozens of times higher than before while maintaining toughness.

"Before Master Ronnie was born, no one in the forging industry dared to call themselves the first, and after Master Ronnie was born, no one in the forging industry dared to call themselves the second!" -- Anduin, the president of the Contemporary Knight Association and a long-established saint-rank powerhouse, said.