Chapter 22: The Dwarven Blacksmith

Rhinetown, in the castle of the Lords, in the study of the Grand Duke of the Rhine.

"Grand Duke, His Royal Highness the Prince has killed more than twenty rats in the Sinton district and also taken in two small mice. ”

A figure dressed in black, hidden in the shadows, knelt on one knee and reported Murphy's movements to the Archduke Rhine, who was sitting at his desk.

This is the shadow army under the Grand Duke of Rhine, used to monitor various situations in the Rhine City and carry out some assassination missions, and the man in black in front of him is the person sent by the Grand Duke of the Rhine to spy on Murphy.

"Hinton, what is he doing there? It's a place where the poor gather, and he's immoral as a member of the royal family!" said the Archduke of the Rhine, frowning.

"Did you hear what he said?" asked the Grand Duke of the Rhine.

The minister didn't dare to say. Hearing the Grand Duke of Rhine ask such a question, the man in black broke out in a cold sweat.

"If you want to say it, you can say it, where is so much nonsense!" said the Grand Duke of Rhine, frowning.

His Royal Highness said...... He said that the untouchables possessed enough power to make all the nobles tremble, and that each of us was born as untouchables for tens of generations and hundreds of generations!" After the man in black finished speaking, almost the whole person lay on the ground, not daring to look up at the Archduke of the Rhine.

The Grand Duke of the Rhine's eyes widened in astonishment, then he stood up and paced around the room.

With every step he took, the man in black on the ground trembled.

The atmosphere in the room fell into an eerie silence, save for the sound of the Grand Duke of the Rhine's shoes touching the ground and the heavy gasps of the man in black.

"You go down first, monitor the situation of His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince in real time, and report to me as soon as there is a situation. Ten minutes later, Grand Duke Rhine turned to the man in black lying on the ground and said.

"Yes!" The man in black left the study as if he had been pardoned, and the momentum of the Grand Duke of the Rhine was too terrifying.

"O power of the common people...... Ulysel, are you the best example?" the Grand Duke of the Rhine kept silently, but his heart was greatly shocked.

The Grand Duke of the Rhine was originally from a small aristocratic background, and when he was a child in Lakeshire, he became acquainted with the commoner-born Ulysel, and he saw in Ulyser the spirit of hard work and not wanting to be bound by the inherent class that other commoners did not have.

I still remember asking him why he worked so hard instead of being a commoner, and Ulysel said at that time: Why are nobles born nobles? Why do commoners never come out? Is it because I am a commoner that I don't deserve to have extraordinary abilities?

In the end, with his own efforts, Ulycel became a magical apprentice of the Sage of Knowledge.

Countless nobles rushed to befriend him, and no one would look down on him because he was a commoner.

It's a pity...... In the end, he chose to transform into a lich.

Thinking of this, Grand Duke Rhine couldn't help but sigh.

He was surprised to hear similar words in the prince's mouth today, but it was only surprise, he still wouldn't believe that any commoner would have the same consciousness and determination as Ulysel.

......

The next day, the light of the midday sun spread evenly through the clouds on every street of the Rhine.

"Your Royal Highness, our baggage grain and grass have basically been collected, and with the help of the elven druids, most of the wounded have recovered their health, and a few of the seriously injured who are dying are out of ......danger," Carmen, the logistics officer in the team, was reporting to Murphy about the expenses and expenses of the past two days.

"You don't have to tell me so much, you just have to tell me what you still have to do, how much it spent, how much it needs. Murphy waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Highness, the soldiers' accommodation costs a total of fifty gold naso, the wounded are healed a total of two hundred gold nosos, the baggage is replenished three hundred gold nosso, and the recruitment of two hundred mercenaries costs three hundred gold nosos, and many warriors' weapons are damaged, and they are sent to the dwarven blacksmith shop for repair and a deposit of two hundred gold naso, and there is still a hundred gold nuso left to get those weapons back. "Logistics officer" Big Mouth Karl is worthy of his big mouth, talking non-stop, and speaking very fast.

Murphy spent all this in his heart, and suddenly exclaimed, "Three hundred gold nassos, are you sure you didn't send the broken weapon to the enchantment shop?"

"Well, this, according to your orders, Your Highness the Prince, I sent those weapons and equipment to the best blacksmith shop in the city, all the blacksmiths are dwarven masters, and the fees will naturally be higher. Karl was a little cramped, rubbing his hands and standing aside.

"Master Dwarves, bring me a hundred gold naso and I'll go and see it." Murphy was in a state of interest.

Since he came to the Norren Continent, he hasn't seen any race other than humans and undead, of course, he wants to meet the legendary dwarves!

Karl was ordered to retreat, and Philip, the old servant who accompanied him, immediately went out to prepare the carriage.

The Dwarven Master Blacksmith is located in the Wedland district of Xicheng District, which is home to the largest market in the city, and most of the branches of the Great Chamber of Commerce are located in this area.

Murphy and his party found a place to park the carriage and headed for the blacksmith's shop.

The blacksmith's shop is recognizable as a complete dwarven building, a sturdy, easy to build, and imbued with a strong utilitarian style that is unaesthetically pleasing to humans who are looking for beauty, but is the favorite style of the dwarves.

But in the eyes of Murphy, a pragmatist, the building is perfect.

When I walked into the blacksmith's shop, I saw five or six dwarves who were only about one meter and a half tall and had a round body like a ball, and they were easily swinging a sledgehammer as tall as Murphy and smashing it on the red-hot iron.

"Are you here to pay the premium?"

A dwarf walked from the inner room of the blacksmith shop to Murphy and his party.

I saw his long orange curly hair casually draped, carrying a giant axe nearly two meters on his left shoulder, and a liter of ale in his right hand, drinking and burping.

"That's right, Master Andrew, is our gear repaired?" Karl asked, stepping forward.

"It's been repaired a long time ago, it's simply untechnical, if it weren't for your large amount, I wouldn't have taken this order. Master Andrew, the dwarf, pursed his lips, set aside the great axe he was carrying on his left shoulder, and poured a sip of ale.

"Lift up!" Master Andrew shouted to the rear, and the three dwarves walked over with more than fifty weapons each, without even breathing.

"Na, don't say that our fee is unreasonable, I specially used Mithril to repair these dozen knight weapons, and used oraldrites to repair the rest of the soldier's weapons, the material price is nearly two hundred gold naso, and my labor fee of one hundred gold is reasonable, right?" Andrew casually picked up two 100-kilogram riding spears and danced vigorously.

"Your Highness, these dwarves are genuine, and the quality of these equipment has been greatly improved, as evidenced by the sound of a spear swinging through the air. Simon was a knowledgeable man, and after listening carefully to the sound of the gun cutting through the air, he whispered to Murphy.

"Dwarves never lie!" said Master Andrew, who had good hearing, took a sip of ale and walked to the room inside. "It's nothing, right? It's okay to pay the supplement, and then take your things and go. ”

"Master Andrew, wait a minute!" Murphy called out to the dwarven master. "I have another business here, would you like to think about it?"