"Let's take a look at this battle axe! Created by the master smith Bronze Hammer, it is of excellent quality, and it is 500 gold coins each!" a rugged dwarf roared with a giant axe, and his eardrums tingled.

He stands in front of a weapons shop with the words "Axe of the God of War" on a plaque, typical of the dwarven style.

The fine quality axe looked as rough as the dwarf's face, and was twice as tall as the dwarf, and the little ghost felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

The wild beard is scattered unkemptly on the dwarven chest, attracting the attention of every visitor with the dwarf's unique shouting style.

"Stupid dwarf, your brain must be as simple and crude as the great axe in your hand, what race do you look at the tourists around you?" a well-dressed wild elf said mockingly.

Wearing a pair of single-lens gold-rimmed glasses, his handsome face was a little obscene in the eyes of the little ghost, he stood in front of an elven weapon shop called "Floating Wind Ranger".

"Not to mention use, it's a problem that a few humans and half-elves can pick up that axe, behold, this axe is as tall as two savage dwarves. The elves sneered at the dwarves pompously.

For some reason, when the little ghost saw the elf's exaggerated smile, he remembered Nathan's quipping expression, and looked back at Nathan, to find that his face had gradually distorted, and a few black lines faintly appeared on the corners of his forehead.

"Long-eared rabbit, your shop hasn't opened today, has it? Wait for Uncle Redbeard to greet your uncle's white ass and open the light for your shop. The dwarf laughed and greeted the wild elf's family.

"It's the embodiment of barbarism and vulgarity, don't look at that simple scrap iron anymore," he said, pulling out a long sword, "Let's take a look at this long sword, carefully created by everyone Gagil Fufeng, made of Mithril, look at this exquisite pattern, I believe that the artistic value of this sword is well known, only 10,000 gold coins!"

"Hahahaha, haven't you sold that sword yet?don't believe him, that sword is made of rotten iron, this long-eared rabbit who sells ass is a habitual offender" Red Whisker pointed at the wild elf and laughed and revealed the old bottom to the tourists, looking a little funny.

"That sword..."The little ghost was a little puzzled, although the long sword was indeed elegantly made, it really didn't look like it was made of Mithril, and there was no magic fluctuation at all.

"These two damn bastards" Nathan almost squeezed his voice out between his teeth, these two were his own subordinates, their elders were all worshiped by their own family, but they were extremely bad characters, if it weren't for a little real talent, Nathan would have thrown them into the lair of the mountain giants.

"This dwarf's name is Redbeard, the son of the dwarven forging grandmaster Bronze Hammer, he is sixty years old, and as you can see, a vulgar bastard. Nathan explained through gritted teeth.

"That wild elf's name is Marsh, and it is indeed the nephew of the elven art master Gagil..."At this point, Nathan paused and continued, "Master Gagill is indeed an artistic genius, but Marsh is a bastard, and often uses fakes made by himself to trick him. ”

"Marsh!Red Whiskers!Don't fucking shame you two bastards!Get out of here!" Nathan yelled, his neck bruising and startling the little ghost.

Hearing Nathan's shout, the wild elves and dwarves dropped their weapons and ran to Nathan's side to compliment.

It is worth mentioning that the rough giant axe in the dwarf's hand smashed into the ground, smashing a large hole into the hard steel ground, and the crowd quickly dispersed.

Marsh didn't have any problems, and even the ceremonial officers of the Elven Court couldn't fault his etiquette. But the red beard is different, dancing and saluting Nathan, looking very funny.

"This is the little prince of the country of ghosts, His Highness the Ghost, he needs a knife, what kind of style he will tell you later. ”

"Don't try to fool me, Brian is his guardian, if you don't want everyone in your family to be sold to the mountain giants as toys. ”

The two of them laughed, and the little ghost poked Nathan, "Why are you so fierce..."

Nathan looked down, "You don't know, these two bastards even dare to pit me, but only Brian." He whispered to the little ghost, "Because what I threatened just now is really what happened, and Brian is the most terrifying monster." ”

The little ghost saw Brian selling an entire elven tribe to the orcs as slaves with a warm expression, and he couldn't help but feel a chill and poke Nathan's soft underbelly. Seeing Nathan's grinning appearance, he withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

Nathan called the two bastards to lead the way to the weapons workshop of the Bates Earns, where the two Weapon Masters were in a transcendent position, and only these two guys could ask the two Weapon Masters to craft their own weapons.

A wild elf beauty who couldn't tell his age and a dwarf who seemed to be like an iron pier came out of their respective studios, and when they saw Nathan, they nodded slightly.

The little ghost and the wild elf glanced at each other, feeling the air become frozen and time slowed down, and suddenly, the wild elf came to the front and stared at the little ghost.

The little ghost shuddered, somewhat avoiding the gaze of the wild elves, and the ghostly plum runes on his face kept flickering, as if he was resisting the breath of the wild elves.

"Ghost, what a tempting bloodline..."The wild elf's voice was irresistible with magic, and its deep gaze seemed to penetrate the soul of the little ghost.

"I..." The little ghost trembled, and the wild elf in front of him must be a strong man, even stronger than the green ghost.

"You don't have to say anything, I know... It's a shame. That old fellow Okanin should like you, but he won't take you as an apprentice. Gagir said flatly.

"For I will take you as a disciple. Gagil slowed down and looked at Nathan, "Go and tell your father that His Highness the Ghost is my disciple from today onwards." ”

The little ghost wanted to say something, but Nathan hurriedly stopped him, "Understood, honorable Lord Gagir. Then he said to the little ghost, "He is the worship of the Bates family, the only remaining demigod in the world, a true powerhouse." You should feel honored. He patted the little ghost on the shoulder.

The little ghost wanted to resist a little, but the wild elf in front of him couldn't say a word because of the magical appearance, and the powerful magic power that continued to emanate washed over the soul of the little ghost.

The little ghost felt that this magic was very kind when it came into contact with him, and it washed his soul softly, and he didn't know that the plum bud that he was waiting to release in his heart was two times bigger, and it could bloom at any time...

"Hahahaha, you old rabbit, why do you want to bully this kid like this" The old dwarf copper hammer on the side saw that the atmosphere was a little weird, and played a round to ease the atmosphere.

"You are the prince of the ghost clan who was saved by little Brian?The green ghost is a strong man worthy of respect, it seems that I fought him more than fifty years ago, and his sword skills seem to have been sanctified. The copper hammer said arrogantly.

He was tall among the dwarves, about one meter three, with a sturdy body like an iron pier, bronzed skin that even revealed a bit of metallic luster, and a carefully trimmed white beard braided into a braid, hanging down on his chest.

When the little ghost heard the name of the old man, his heart trembled, and the old dwarf's voice was very rough, but it was very warm, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

"These two are the enshrinements of the Bates family, and they are extremely powerful, His Excellency the Bronze Hammer has been a saint for a long time, and His Excellency Gagir is a demigod powerhouse. Nathan introduced the two weapon masters to the little ghost, his eyes full of rare respect.

"I see... The little ghost was still a little hesitant, but gritted his teeth and knelt down on one knee in front of Gagir, he really felt Gagir's love for him, and the pure magic power just now was not something that an evil creature could have.

Gagill hesitated, picking up the little ghost, "Wait until your weapon is crafted." Not yet. He felt that he might have been in a hurry and changed a strategy.

The little ghost nodded, didn't say anything, and quietly stood next to Nathan.

"Then let's do it first, Lord Brass Hammer, and please lead the way. Nathan sneered and gestured to the old dwarf.

The group entered the weapons factory, fully automated assembly lines and cold machinery replaced manual production, the magic energy well slowly output mana, and from time to time workers replaced the arcane magic core for the energy port of the magic well.

Nathan called a worker and took a drained arcane core from him and gave it to the little ghost.

The Arcane Core, which was about the size of Nathan's palm, was encased in a Mithril plating, on which a fine magical circuit was depicted, which had been drained and no longer flickered.

"This is the fifth generation of Arcane Cores, developed by our Bates family in collaboration with the goblins and gnomes of the Gold Republic, and as far as I know, this is the crowning masterpiece of the union of magic and technology in Isère's history. Nathan said proudly.

Indeed, three hundred years ago, a Swiezer mage studied the storability of magic and created the first Arcane Core, and since then, this technology has been widely used by the Swiezer military, eventually using it to establish the Swiezer Federation.

The patent for the Arcane Core was acquired by the Bates family after the founding of the country, and the mage was made an enshrinement, and the discipline of magical dynamics was pioneered at the Mage Academy.

Over the past 100 years, the Bates family has strengthened their cooperation with the Gold Coin Republic to continuously advance this technology, which has led to the unprecedented prosperity of magical technology in the Svizer Federation today.

The eyes of all present were filled with awe of the Arcane Core, the crowning masterpiece of modern Isère technology and a monument in human history.

"Okay, the history is over, it's time to take the little hall down to build weapons. Nathan retrieved the Arcane Core and handed it to the worker to bring it to charge, gesturing to the Copper Hammer.

The copper hammer bowed slightly, and led everyone to his handicraft workshop...

"Marsh, Akasu, you two stay at the door, little one, come with me. The brass hammer made a thunderous sound and said to the little ghost.

"Okay," the little ghost agreed, and followed the old dwarf into the workshop.

The workshop is decorated in typical dwarven style, with a large anvil and a giant hammer in the depths of the furnace, and a mana well slowly and powerfully pumping out mana.

The little ghost looked at the giant hammer very familiarly, and the style was a bit like the hideous killer weapon in Vina's hand, and he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Your Excellency the Bronze Hammer..."

"What, Your Excellency, at my age, your grandfather won't suffer, right?" the old dwarf sat down on the low stool and poured himself a glass of high ale.

"Grandpa~" The little ghost likes the old dwarf in front of him very much, and his bold temperament is very appetizing to him, unlike Gagil's meticulous strictness.

"I have a friend named Vina, did you make her hammer?" asked the little ghost curiously.

"Vina... Is it that lion cub? hahahaha I didn't expect you to be friends with her, let alone build it, her whole person was rescued by me from Aslan. "The old dwarf was already fond of the ghost in front of him, and when he heard the news of Vina, he drank the liquor in his cup in one gulp.

"Back then, Lao Tzu was still striking iron in Aslan, and King Lionheart was not the cunning old lion he is now, but his wise brother. Little girl Vina is Charlie's daughter born of adultery with her brother and sister-in-law, you shouldn't know, right?" the old dwarf patted his stomach, reminiscing about the past.

"No... I know... As a matter of fact... The little lioness..."The little ghost was a little distracted, and the old dwarf looked suspicious, poured another glass of ale, and handed it to the little ghost.

"Come, I've heard for a long time that the ghost people can drink, the green ghost guy is too rigid, it's not interesting at all, drink this, and then say, there's nothing I can't say!" The old dwarf laughed, and he could see that the little ghost was a little shy.

The little ghost felt the thunder rolling in his ears, took the ale and drank it down.

It was only spicy, but the little ghost who secretly drank the wine from the palace wine cellar when he was a child did not find it difficult to swallow.

The old dwarf's eyes were a little straight, this high ale was so strong that even he couldn't drink a few barrels, and the little ghost in front of him, who was obviously young, could drink a whole cup.

The little ghost's cheeks were blazing, and the ghost flickered with a magical light, "I like her," he said without warning.

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