Creel glanced at him and said angrily: "It's not your spirit bullet yet! it exploded as soon as it was dismantled, causing me to blow up my studio, hey~ Fortunately, there is nothing in the studio." No, it was you kid who ransacked the studio! I'm not done with you!" quickly remembered that it was because Dirk ransacked his studio that his studio was empty.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, listen to me slowly"

Creel didn't listen to Dirk's explanation, beckoned and said, "Let's go, let's go to my studio, I hope that place hasn't been blown up, otherwise I'll be homeless for half a year."

Dirk followed Creel slowly to the platform, leaving the stunned crowd to watch them.

They never dreamed that this would turn out to be the way it would turn out.

Dirk followed Creel to the platform, stopping abruptly halfway through. He turned his face to look at the stunned front desk lady and said, "I'm sorry, I made a joke with you a few times ago, but I want me to make it clear to Master Creel." Thank you for that sentence you just said to me, I'm sorry!" Dirk followed Creel into the lift.

Inside the lift table is a confined space, with only two people, Creel and Dirk.

Creel's playful voice sounded: "I thought you kid would only play pranks, spread rumors, steal, rob, and cheat people, but I didn't expect to apologize." ”

Dirk didn't get used to him, and shot back directly: "That's not as powerful as your old man! A dignified third-level enchanter, even blowing himself up, too strong! Your smoky suit is too handsome, I told you not to dismantle it, don't dismantle it, right?"

Creel went to Dirk's side and grabbed Dirk's ear, and said with a snort, "Is this the attitude towards the teacher?" "Hey, hey, I was wrong! I was wrong! ”

"Say, how can you kid compensate me for my losses, I'll calculate for you, my honor loss, reputation loss, reputation loss......"

"Don't ...... Don't say it, your blackmail is too clumsy, and your accusations are not at all careless. Well, I'm making a spirit bullet for you. After speaking, he added: "Scene." ”

"Really?"

"Yes, really! I'll do it for you, but the materials are up to you. ”

"It was only my studio that blew up, and you've already ransacked it. My little bit of money is still there. Tell me, what you want!" said Creel, boldly.

"Then our previous account ....... ”

"Write it off!" Creel said eagerly, now he just wanted to hurry up and do research with the spirit bullet, if he could really complete this project, then his reputation in the enchanter's world would be the first hit, and the harvest would not only be money, but also honor.

By the time Dirk returned home, it was already evening. Dirk had been busy finishing the bullet all afternoon. When Creel personally sent Dirk out of the gates of the Enchanter's Guild and removed the sign that said Dirk and dogs were not allowed, Dirk knew that Master Creel had forgiven him.

"Chaotic day. Dirk muttered to himself, twisting his neck.

When he got home, the first thing he did was to check how far he was going. The strong aroma of wine fills the house, filling the room.

Kritia said to Dirk with a ruddy face: "I didn't study well at a young age, and I actually drank. ”

Faced with his mother's blame, Dirk innocently explained: "Mother's Day rest assured. This wine is not for me to drink. I'm just going to trade it for something good. ”

After smelling the smell of wine for a day, Krithia was a little drunk, and said groggyly, "That...... Be careful, I'm ...... I went to sleep first. ”

With that, Kritia walked back to her rest area and quickly fell asleep. It was the sweetest night Kritia had slept in since she moved here

The next morning, Dirk took the clear bottle to Gron's studio. There was a clanging sound in the studio, indicating that Gronn was not resting at this time, but was still working.

"Master Groon, are you there?" Dirk shouted as he stood in the doorway.

The clanging sound slowly stopped, and Gron's slightly angry voice sounded: "Don't you know my rules?

Dirk smiled wryly and shrugged. The withered ring in his hand shimmered with psionic light, and a bottle of white transparent liquor appeared in Dirk's hand.

"Master Gelong, I'm here to deliver wine. Decron said.

In a second, or even less than a second, the door of the forge opened suddenly, and a wave of heat hit Dirk's forehead, causing a fine layer of sweat to appear on Dirk's forehead.

Gronn ran out of it quickly, and saw that it was really Dirk and shouted, "Brother Dirk, you are here, you don't know." I think you're thinking...... I've grown taller than you think!"

At this point, Gelong seemed incoherent. I don't know what adjectives to use to describe my expectations for Dirk, or for Dirk's kind of wine.

Dirk laughed, "Do you miss me? I think you miss it." ”

As he spoke, he took out a small vial of crystal liquid from the Kurong ring. The liquid is transparent and sways back and forth in a glass bottle like clear water. From time to time, some liquid stains the walls of glass bottles and hangs on them.

Gronn looked at Dirk suspiciously, and said, "Is this the kind of wine you are talking about? Are you blind boy?"

Dirk didn't answer him, just gently unplugged the cork on the top of the bottle.

The thick alcohol stimulates every cell in Gelong's body, and just by smelling the aroma, you know that this is a good wine!

Stretching out his hands to snatch the bottle from Dirk's hand, Dirk raised his hand high and said, "Master Glong, don't be so anxious, this is the reward." ”

Glong said eagerly: "Give me a taste, give it to me quickly, it's so fragrant, I smell this aroma ...... I...... I won't be able to forge anymore. ”

"You're one of the best blacksmiths in town, and if you don't know how to black, no one will. I wonder if you can tell me how far you've come in forging those things for me?"

Gronn smiled heartily back: "Haha, I'll tell you little brother Dirk." I've almost finished your stuff, and now I'm missing the last step of your gloves. ”

"Oh, so fast, didn't you cut corners?"

Hearing Dirk's words, Gronn said angrily, "You are insulting us dwarves! The god of dwarves does not allow us to make garbage for any reason, this is disrespectful to him." Your gloves are complicated, but I've done it, and it's so complete, I'm sure no one in Norstan will be able to surpass me!" said Dirk, who plugged the wine bottle with the wine stopper, bowed slightly and said to Grolong, "Then please master complete this last step, and the bottle will be yours after completion." ”

Gelong wiped the saliva from his mouth and scolded with a smile: "You kid is really good at calling people, and it won't be good to give me a drink." Come, come in with me. ”

As he spoke, he beckoned Dirk into his studio, and as soon as he entered the studio, the huge forging table was in front of him, and the delicate parts on the forging table were placed on it.

Dirk saw Gronn impatiently walk up to a small iron ball, pick up a small hammer in his hand, and clank rhythmically on the part, and the shape of the part changed with this rhythmic tapping.

From long to round, from round to rectangular. Little by little, the part began to take on its own form, gradually turning into a sharp cone-shaped object with arcs.

"Alright! You're here at the right time, this is the last part of the scroll you gave me. Now that I'm done, I can get paid. Gronn said eagerly.

"Alright, Master Gron, you put it away!" said Dirk, taking the white, clear bottle of wine from Kurong again and tossing it into the air.

Gelong exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly pounced, his short height actually jumped to two and a half meters, what an amazing explosive force. After taking the wine, Gronn looked at Dirk with resentment and said, "You boy! how can such a precious thing ...... How can I throw it out so easily, and what if I break it?! You must know that I forge these things, but they are worth millions of gold coins, and if they are broken, you will have to give me money!"

After speaking, he took the bottle of wine directly to the edge of the studio, opened the bottle cap and took a big gulp to inhale the aroma wafting from the wine.

He was drunk when he was inhaled, and his whole body shook slightly, what a charming aroma.

Raised the bottle and took a big sip, the spicy taste ran down his throat, and the hot feeling seemed to burn from his heart.

His bronzed skin became rosy, and even his swarthy face flew red.

I don't know how long it has been since I've drunk such a good wine. Gronn sighed from the sidelines.

Dirk ignored him and walked straight to the parts scattered on the casting table.

After a little tidying up, I compared it with my own design drawings. He nodded and said, "Then thank you, Master Gelong." I took the stuff. ”

"Let's go, let's go. As he spoke, he waved at him and continued to taste the bottle of wine in his hand.

Dirk received all these parts into his withered ring, and his heart was also hot at this time.

It wasn't because he had drunk, but he knew that from now on he really had the strength to fight G&D. Trials await me.