Bran and Dani stood at the door of the warehouse in the open, looking inside. Most of the items that can be placed here are more than worth the loss of repair, and it is a pity to discard. For Bran, it's a huge treasure trove. According to his current thoughts, that is, "to eat white food, you must have the consciousness of eating white food, and you can't be too picky." ”

Looking at Bran, whose eyes were shining, Dani poured cold water on the side: "It's all waste, you can't make swords at all, and there is no shortage of blacksmiths in the Northland, if you can use it, you will be picked away by others." ”

"How do you know it's useless if you don't try?"

"You still make a model, I'll keep it for you, you can exchange it for a lot of money, and when you have money, we'll build a castle." Dani seduced.

Bran squinted his eyes and said contemptuously, "Have ideals, silly big sister." ”

"Okay, you try!" Dani clasped her hands and looked down at Bran condescendingly.

Of course, Bran knew that swords can't just be shapes, and in his previous life, as a man with dreams, he had read a lot of information out of his love for cold weapons, although it was only on paper.

Bran casually pointed to the nearest two-handed greatsword with only half of the sword body left, and Ji Dani helped to bring it over. In the process, Bran didn't forget to brag and fart, "You know, Danny. For the sake of you and me, let me tell you that we have to look at the world from a microscopic perspective. ”

Dani rolled her eyes back.

Bran then pretended to be a great god: "I know that you are stupid, uneducated, and don't know what microcosm is." Actually, I don't know. ”

"Cut ......," Dani snorted.

"I know there is no shortage of blacksmiths in the Northland, and many people craft their own weapons before their coming-of-age ceremony. They all know about quenching and tempering, and many blacksmiths still regard the details of these means as secrets. Bran made a know-it-all look and said, "But what's the reason for that?"

Dani's curiosity was piqued, and she replied, "What else could it be, that makes the sword sharper and tougher." ”

"But why is that?" said Branya, grinning.

"Why?"

"I don't know. Bran spread his hands.

“......”

"The time has come to witness the miracle. Bran laughed and put his hand on the sword, sensing the blade, and he could feel the magic slowly seeping into the blade. But that's not enough, it's more subtle, and not this vague control. Bran thought, I know that quenching and tempering are meant to allow the metal to form a specific crystalline, so I have to at least feel the structure.

Bran closed his eyes and tried to immerse his whole body and mind, conform to the magic, and use the magic to perceive the more subtle existence, and then Bran felt his head bang, and the whole person felt a trance, swaying, the surrounding space became empty and boundless, and his consciousness at this time became an incomparably small origin deep in it. Blanche felt a rush of panic, and then his unconscious consciousness, which had lost control of the panic, became confused......

Dani, who was beside her, saw Bran and his inseparable cat, and suddenly her limbs twitched and foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

Bran woke up late at night, placed in his bedroom, and Dani leaned against the head of the bed and dozed off. Bran sighed and touched Flowey, who was still sleeping. When he thought about the microcosm, his ability responded to him, but the confusion caused by panic caused the magic to lose control instantly, and when the black cat Huahua next to him was comfortably resonating with the master's magic power, it also instantly followed the tragedy......

Bran raised his hand and felt it carefully. He could feel the invisible hand of magic slowly poking out of his body, and nothing changed in the slightest.