"Hmph, I'm killing rich people like you, come in!"

Old York threw the sickle in his hand to Rooney, who was silent, and walked towards his little dark room, and Cloud Shadow immediately followed with a smile.

"Hehe, don't be angry all the time—you can't live long."

"I'm going to die and I'm mad at you, stinky girl, I'll steal the fun of selling those things to you at a low price last time."

"That's that, I remember it."

Old York's tone of voice was not very good, but Cloud Shadow just liked to raise the bar with him, which felt very kind.

The two of them had gone into the basement, which was still dark.

"Stinky girl, let's get started."

Old York pulled the cloth - the red flame furnace with red light appeared in front of Yunying's eyes.

"Tsk, that's a good thing, master, I'll discuss something with you—"

Generally speaking, the more polite Yun Ying is, the more he can't say good things: "They all say that they want to travel lightly, you see that this stove is too big, so it's better to leave it to me." ”

"You, you!"

Old York, who was blowing his beard and staring, was so angry that he couldn't speak, and Cloud Shadow was the guy who was going to cut him off from eating!

"Go, go, grab your wand and leave, I'm not in your business!"

Oh no, the old man is really angry now.

"Oh, no, I'm not kidding? Everyone knows each other once, and you don't let me help deal with the enemy, so it's always good to make jokes and liven up the atmosphere. ”

“…… Don't! ”

Old York, though unkind, had already stepped in front of the Flame Furnace.

"Hehe, what are we going to do first?"

Even if Yun Ying's magic talent is high, she is still a layman when it comes to refining weapons, and her humble attitude of asking for advice finally made Old York's face relax.

"I've melted that Mithril necklace into the Jiaowen Flame Furnace."

"Ten days?"

"Yes, it's all my family's work, and it will take at least a month if I change to another stove."

"Hey, it's a good thing to know. But I still underestimate it. ”

Cloud Shadow sighed around the Jiaowen Flame Furnace, and she suddenly felt the urge to learn the refining weapon - of course, just to think about it.

"Envy, that stove is my ancestor, I can't lose it even if I lose my life!"

Old York's determination made Yun Ying shrug his shoulders disapprovingly—the former had never heard the four big words "people-oriented".

"So what do I need to do now?"

When Cloud Shadow saw the long-lost green gloves on the table next to him, he finally asked the point.

"Use your mental power to lock every drop of Mithril in the furnace, and I will tell you step by step about the rest of the matter."

"Okay."

Yun Ying calmed down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and spread his spiritual power into the Jiaowen Red Flame Furnace - a mass of white liquid crystals floated.

"Now I'm going to put your wand in the furnace, and you take care to drag the Mithril ball so that it doesn't stick to the former."

"No problem."

Cloud Shadow carefully tugged each droplet of Mithril with his mental power: "It's so heavy, it's completely different from the last time I pulled a wood-based element. ”

"Of course, the higher the energy of something, the heavier it is perceived with mental power - really, nerds are in vain."

Yun Ying was not annoyed by Old York's contempt. The ocean of knowledge is vast, and as long as you can master a little more of your own useful things, it is worth being ridiculed again.

"Now, girl. As soon as I turn up the heat, you start smearing Mithril in your gloves. ”

"Mosaic?"

The Cloud Shadow screamed, she had never known she had such a skill.

"Hey, don't worry, I'll help you."

As soon as Old York's words fell, he felt a wave of heat hit him - the fire of the Jiaowen Flame Furnace had at least doubled, suddenly. As soon as the spiritual power released by the cloud shadow was lighter, Mithril became lighter?!

"What's going on?"

"Hehe, found out? It's the effect of the heat wave in the furnace, and my mental power is not as strong as yours - most of the refiners shape their works by controlling the furnace. ”

"It's amazing."

Cloud Shadow felt an invisible force slowly leading her to pull out a thin Mithril thread.

"Be careful, see the lines on the wand and then inlay it, my work must not have any flaws."

Old York said it easy. Yunying only had a wry smile, God knew that she would rather play with a big knife at the moment than manipulate that almost invisible filament.

"Take your time and feel the power of the flames. Start quickly, don't drag the mud and water. ”

Although Old York was merciless, he still helped Cloud Shadow to glue the first Mithril filament smoothly.

"Appeal ......"

Using his mental power to probe the perfect silver line, Yunying secretly breathed a sigh of relief - he finally took the first step towards success.

"Okay, but I'll only be responsible for helping you hold the weight of Mithril in the future, and you will do the setting work independently."

"What?!"

Yun Ying, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, almost lost his breath when he heard Old York's words. Feelings: That old man is the master who only collects money and does not do things!

"Don't complain, I'm all for your good."

"Good for me?"

Cloud Shadow was speechless.

"You think wands are just a good weapon, aren't they?"

"Of course."

Cloud Shadow nodded.

"But in my opinion, every piece of my work is alive. You should go and communicate with your wand. ”

Okay, old Yorkie has changed to idealism now, if it is usually Yunying can't say it, I still want to hear it, but now......

"Old man, what are you thinking about my wand at the moment?"

"I don't know."

"Look—"

Yun Ying just wanted to seize the opportunity to laugh at Old York back, but was blocked by the latter's remarks: "It doesn't matter if I don't know, girl, you must know, because in a desperate situation, maybe the only person you can rely on is it!" ”

“…… I see......"

Old York's words woke Yunying, and she suddenly remembered the first time she had raised a dagger in her previous life—she had spoken with the iron dagger all night—the feeling was trust.

"Really understood? Girl, I'm telling you - as a four-star alchemist I'm more than capable of handing over the Mithril inlay to you, but I want you to be involved in the forging, and I want you to have an inseparable affection for my work, and I hope you don't think of it as a dead thing. ”

I see, Cloud Shadow was convinced by Old York's explanation.

"Master York, rest assured, this wand is an indispensable companion in my battles, and I will cherish it - I am sure that this affection will be conveyed to it by my efforts today!"

Many times feelings are a kind of sustenance, but there are too many miracles for us to deny the subtlety of this sustenance, and Cloud Shadow, who used her spiritual power to draw out the second Mithril thread, even began to fantasize that one day her wand would really convey something to her.