The tingling sensation after the shock was fading, and she could feel a powerful feedback when her feet landed, and the long-lost strength made McGonagall's mood lighter.

It's like a stone pressed on the heart was suddenly moved away, and from then on you can say goodbye to the crippled name, although it can't go to heaven and earth, but it's enough to be a normal daddy.

"The cooking efficiency should be at least doubled, and I guess I still have to hire another waiter." McGonagall muttered to herself and walked towards the inky white armory.

Although she passed by every day, it was true that McGonagall had never entered the black white weapon shop once.

The area of the house is about the same as McGonagall's, and the house on Aden Square has the same area as a single storefront, which was built in a unified manner back then, but some large shops will open up several storefronts.

The house is made of a large black ashlar stone, which looks like it has recently been renovated, and the surface is not very smooth, similar to the rugged character of the dwarves.

A small iron rod leaned out of the door, on which hung three round thin iron sheets, with the three big characters of 'Armory Shop' written in red handwriting, which seemed to have been repeated many times, and the handwriting overlapped each other, looking full of age, witnessing the blacksmithing career of Mo Bai, a dwarf old blacksmith.

There was a wooden door for the weapons, but the planks in the direction of the door were all detachable, and during the day, Mo Bai would remove them all and put them aside, and the wooden door was completely open.

The sound of tinkling iron could be faintly heard, and McGonagall was secretly glad that the system had done a good job of soundproofing the restaurant, otherwise it would have been torture to listen to the sound of the iron every day.

McGonagall stood in the doorway and looked inside, and saw a place similar to the armory exhibition hall, with various weapons hanging on the right wall and two rows of wooden shelves, the blacksmith inside was separated from the outside by a wall, with a small opening in the wall, and on the other side there were four chairs placed against the wall, the layout looked very simple, and the black stone paved floor looked quite clean.

From large mountain axes to small flying knives, long swords, short swords, mixed iron rods, heavy swords...... As long as it is a mainstream weapon, almost all of them can be found on the weapon rack, and the bright light outside the house shines on the weapon, glowing with a cold cold light, which can be seen as sharp.

"A weapon that can sell for a thousand gold coins is really not ordinary." McGonagall's eyes lit up, although in her previous life, she played more guns than cold weapons, but she still had this vision.

As a soldier's most important partner, the quality of the weapon may determine the outcome of the battle, so the reputation accumulated by an old blacksmith over the years is better than what advertisement.

Mo Bai's armory shop is like this, in the city of chaos, there are no more than three dwarves whose skills can be compared to him, as for whose weapons are better to use, there are also different opinions, a blacksmith shop can maintain a hot business for decades, it has explained everything.

McGonagall raised her leg and stepped over the threshold, and walked softly through the door, in addition to the sound of striking iron, she could faintly hear the conversation of the men in it, McGonagall listened carefully for a while, and then she could tell that the people who spoke were McGonagall and Hello, and it seemed that after breakfast in the morning, Hello did not go back, but stayed in the blacksmith's shop.

"Boss Mai?" The sound of striking iron suddenly stopped, and the ink white probe looked out from the opening, and called out in some surprise.

"Boss Mobai, turn around and take a look when you're bored, you can continue to be busy." McGonagall laughed back, he did just come by casually to see, a restaurant owner buying weapons is a bit strange, easy to associate with some not-so-good aspects.

"Boss Mai, are you going to get a weapon to play with?" Hello spun out from behind, looked at McGonagall and smiled.

"I'll just play with the kitchen knife, just come and see the oddity." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, in addition to looking strange, McGonagall actually wanted to see how many heavy weapons would be more appropriate with his current strength.

When McGonagall Alex was in his heyday, he used an all-black heavy sword, weighing 100 pounds, but he could kill a dragon with a sword.

McGonagall's body has recovered now, and it is not a problem to pick up a hundred-pound thing, but it is a little difficult for him to use a hundred-pound sword as a weapon.

"System, do you sell weapons?" McGonagall asked in her heart at the same time, Mo Bai is too expensive here.

"This system does not provide damage weapons." The solemn voice of the system sounded.

"Alright then, I'll just buy it here." McGonagall said calmly.

"If the host practices the sword to practice swordsmanship, it's not that you can't sell a host, but I hope the host can ensure that the weapon in your hand is a sword of justice and will not be used to cut people." The system hesitated.

"I just bought it to cut people, and I want the kind of one knife at a time, if you don't have it, forget it." McGonagall pursed her lips and said with a bit of mockery, "Sword of Justice? Do you think you're selling children's toys? ”

"Host, you have bought children's toys many times, please don't look down on children's toys, the craftsmanship of children's toys is no worse than making a weapon, the feelings of the maker are even far more than a cold weapon, and the price of high-end toys is much higher than that of weapons, so, why do you look down on selling children's toys?" The solemn voice of the system sounded.

"......" McGonagall thought for a moment, and was really speechless, Amy's music box cost two hundred gold coins, and it was not impossible for a more advanced toy to cost more than a weapon.

"That's right, if Boss Mai's hands hold the sword, it will be a loss, and this world can have one less knight who does nothing, but there can't be one less Boss Mai." Hello nodded approvingly.

"If it's McGonagall Alex, it's not a knight who doesn't do anything." Thinking to herself, McGonagall smiled as she walked towards a slender sword hanging on the wall, and said with a smile, "yes, it's good to be a chef." ”

"Boss Mai, if you want to buy a handful to play with, I suggest you take the upper one, a little shorter, maybe it will suit you a little." Mo Bai, who was wearing a thick black apron, also walked out of it, looked at McGonagall and said with a smile.

McGonagall looked too thin, he often needed to hold on to the stove to rest when he was just cooking, that lady's sword might be more suitable for him to use, but there was no disdain, although the sword body that McGonagall wanted to hold was slender and long, it still weighed about ten pounds, and she was afraid that McGonagall would twist her hand.

"I think this one, it should be about the same." McGonagall reached out and picked up the sword, the handle of the sword with a simple texture was slightly cool in her hand, but a wave of hot blood suddenly surged up from her heart.