"Master Thorin, don't bully me for not understanding the market."

"I don't have any right to the price, and I can't go against the rules set by the Supreme God." Thorin looks like you believe it or not.

It's the supreme god for NPCs, and it's the game system for players, and Sherlock isn't worried that this NPC will trick him in terms of price.

"Isn't it unclear to me what these things are for?"

"The wooden stick is a blunt weapon, it must be added to the strength, if such a good fire element carrier as the fire tree is added to the Rose Radiance, it will inevitably have elemental damage, diamond dust can increase the texture of the weapon, and other ores also have their own effects, as for those magic scrolls, if it weren't for the promotion task, what do you want me to give?"

Seeing that the other party said that the head was the way, Sherlock, a layman, was encircled in three or two clicks, and he could only believe it for the time being, the more expensive it was, the most expensive excellent weapons were about the same price, and the high-level blacksmith's shot fee was not cheap.

"Master Thorin, I also have a few rubies here, so I won't consume your inventory." The last time he and Mikasa brushed the mineral-eating ant hole, he got a lot of gems of various colors, although most of them chose sapphires, but there were also two other colors, which saved him and hemp.

"Stingy." Thorin glanced at it, but could only accept the gem and quote a new price.

After receiving Sherlock's gold coin, the dwarven blacksmith was not ambiguous, and various ores were constantly taken out of the spatial ring in his hand and placed on both sides of the hearth.

As the fire grew, Thorin completed his pre-casting prayer and removed the very center of the trunk of the fire tree and sent it into the furnace.

Then the various ores on the table were continuously thrown into the furnace according to a certain rhythm, and after melting into a slurry, they slowly seeped into the fire wood that seemed to be about to burst.

Every once in a while, Thorin would tear open a scroll, and countless magical runes would rise from the flames, forming patterns under his command that were imprinted on the surface of the firewood.

In the end, all that remained on the hearth was a sky-blue powder and a magic scroll that exuded the scent of the fire element.

When the dwarf saw that the fire was coming, he tore open the last scroll, and the already blazing fire suddenly became even more violent.

"Ethan's Rikala Omicawaga"

With a large series of incomprehensible incantations, the furious flames surged up, and then frantically poured into the firewood in the center.

The flames decreased little by little, but Thorin's body began to tremble, and by the time the flames were all gone, the whole person was already about to fall.

With the last bit of strength, he pulled out the burnt firewood, grabbed the blue powder on the table and sprinkled it.

Seeing the last powder absorbed by the firewood, Thorin finally couldn't resist the exhaustion of his body and lay down on the ground.

Although he was more worried about the stick that had fallen to the ground, Sherlock walked over to the NPC first to check on him.

Anyway, he can't run, so at this time, of course, he will brush up on a wave of favorability first.

"Master Thorin, how are you, I didn't expect you to ...... in order to build equipment for me"

"I'm not dead yet, bring me something and let me see it." Probably Sherlock's performance was too fake, and the dwarf kicked it over, and as a forger, he was in the same mood as this druid, with anxiety in anticipation.

Sherlock also gave up putting on a show when he heard this, and reached out to take it as soon as he turned his head.

As soon as the long stick reached his hand, the charred charcoal-like substance on the surface fell off one by one, revealing the fiery red body of the stick and the faintly flowing silver lines in it, and a warm current passed through his palm to his whole body.

"Oh-" He couldn't help but moan, and then held back the pleasure to look at the attributes of the long stick.

Thorin's Will of Fire (Legendary, Silver Fire Stick)

Texture 312, attack power 47

Gain +5 Strength with 5 Fire Elemental Damage

Side Skill - Flame Sweep (Deals 135% Physical Damage to Targets in the Fan Area in Front)

Incidental Skill - Throw (Deals 239% Physical Damage on Hit, always has a negative status)

Never wear out, never drop

Requires Level 15, Strength 20, Perception 18.

When Sherlock saw the word legend, he finally knew why Thorin created a low-level weapon to look like this, and legendary-quality equipment is an extremely rare existence in the entire continent of Faeron.

Equipment of this quality can no longer be created with precious materials and skilled forging techniques, but also needs to be infused with the spirit and will of the forger, and even many grandmaster blacksmiths have only successfully built it once in their lives when they are promoted.

The legendary equipment's five-point strength attribute bonus, up to 47 attack power, all indicate its terrifying output, two incidental skills, a range, and a single target are enough to support any battle, and finally the unwearable characteristics ensure its ability to fight for a long time

"It really worked." Thorin was stunned when he saw the attributes of the stick, and muttered: "After so many years, this time has finally arrived, and now there is only one last thing left!" ”

"What's missing!" Sherlock immediately thought of the previous behavior of Mikoto Misaka and the others, this NPC still has a task to dig into.

"Nothing, alright, things are done, now you can go?" Thorin recovered from his previous state, his face changed, and he said impatiently.

Listening to this tone, Sherlock knew that the priority of the other party's temporary opening to him after his promotion had ended, and he was no different from ordinary players at the moment.

"Master Thorin, in fact, I still lack a wooden shield, you see, can you help me build it by the way." After forging the stick, there were still a lot of leftovers from the trunk of the fire tree, and there were still a lot of Mithril left, so of course he wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity.

He doesn't ask for another piece of legendary equipment, and he is satisfied with those with excellent qualities.

"If you want to build equipment, you can find my apprentices yourself, I don't have this time." With that, Thorin kicked him out of the forge room.

Sherlock shook his head and walked out of the blacksmith shop, which is a normal reaction as a high-level NPC.

But this time he actually got a legendary quality weapon, which is far beyond his expectations, and he no longer insists on a wooden shield or something, anyway, the material is here, and there will always be a chance in the future.

The problem at the moment is that he now has a legendary weapon, but his attributes do not meet the equipment requirements, and his initial attributes are high in strength, and the free attribute points have always been added to the strength, counting the bonus value of the equipment, just enough to reach the minimum requirement of 20 points.

But the perception is a bit worse, and the 4-point attribute can only be made up by equipment.

Looking at the equipment on the body, the jungle cover is too troublesome to change, and it can be used for a while, and there is room for the rest to be replaced by the hat and belt, but the best way is to make up for the remaining two bracelet slots.