The blacksmith's shop in Dwarf Holf is the closest house to the mine in the village, at the end of the mine railcar outside.

On the one hand, it is for the convenience of daily iron and magic stone processing, and on the other hand, Horf and his son are almost the only workers in the mines.

There is not much demand for iron tools in the village every day, and even if they go to the mine twice a week, the ore they bring back is enough to produce. Unless a large order is placed from outside the village to Liv, Horf will call many men from the village to go to the mine to increase mining efforts.

Eventually, the wealth obtained from the sale of iron tools or magic stones was divided among the working men, and most of it was used as the common property of the village. Usually Holf and his son mine and manufacture, and they get part of the benefits, after all, the mine belongs to the village.

Before leaving the village chief's house, Xia Zuo freshened up, and the clothes were also dried by the village chief's magic after hand washing - I thought there would be a new dress, but the village chief didn't fit. Fortunately, the clothes no longer stink.

Under Rebecca's guidance, Xia Zuo finally came to the blacksmith shop. On the way, all the villagers cast strange glances at Xia Zuo, who was dressed in tattered linen clothes, but Xia Zuo didn't care much, and enjoyed the quaint scenery and human feelings around him with relish.

"Xia Zuo... Your Excellency," Rebecca said in a stumbling voice, "I was so offended that you couldn't defeat the goblin with your bare hands, and that you thought you were a spy sent by the Standy Kingdom to lie to us, and threatened you with an exploding scroll, I'm so sorry, I hope you can forgive me for my rudeness." ”

As she approached the smithy, Rebecca suddenly stopped and bowed deeply.

"It's fine."

Xia Zuo waved his hand, and then shifted his attention from the stone house under the mine in front of him with round nails and iron tools to Rebecca, because the structure of the hut in the distance was rather peculiar, and even Xia Zuo couldn't remember that when he played games in the past, there would be such an out-of-place village building, because the houses in the village are usually copy-and-paste uniform 3D models, and here, every building material is a real building from the hands of craftsmen.

It was just a simple answer, nonchalant, but it relieved Rebecca's guilt and nervousness.

"Really? Have you forgiven me? Rebecca straightened up, excited, and then took a half-step back in realizing the faux pas.

"You should have a deeper understanding of goblins." Xia Zuo thought for a moment and began to say seriously, "I have a deeper understanding than me, after all, you have had the existence of these monsters since you were a child." ”

If it is about the goblin attributes, as well as the experience of fighting them, Xia Zuo will not be modest, because he is a newcomer who has died in the hands of goblins or even weaker monsters, and has worked hard step by step to clear the five-week goal. But think about it, how many times have I died? How many times have the NPCs here died, their answer is, of course, 0 times, because the dead will not appear in front of them, but the dead player can do it again, countless times, and now it is still unknown whether the player can do it again......

But as a result, I have more opportunities to defeat goblins again and again, they are completely basic monsters, and they can't reach the fear of them, and the NPCs are completely different.

"Yes...... I'm afraid of goblins..."Rebecca turned her head and said with trepidation, "When I was a child, I had a brother who was a very talented warrior, but in the process of protecting me and my parents, he died at the hands of goblins, and my mother was not spared that time, only my father and I escaped... My father was even sick for a long time due to an old injury......"

"So that's the case..."Xia Zuo didn't ask in too much detail, it would be painful to recall these things.

"So when I heard you say that you were dressed in cloth and empty-handed, and you defeated two northern goblins, I really thought you were teasing me, and I was very angry...... No, this is just my excuse after all, I did offend you, Your Excellency Xia Zuo. Rebecca bowed to Natsuzuo again.

Xia Zuo, who rarely encounters such apologies from others in his daily life, was at a loss for a while.

……

Holf's blacksmith shop has no name, and the village knows only that it is a place where dwarves make iron, and in order to keep the house up to the heat, it is a mixture of iron and stone - a metal frame that combines the anti-corrosion techniques passed down by the dwarves, and the tight stacking of neat stones between the frames.

Such a sturdy house can hold up even if it is often violently shaken by explosions in a nearby mine.

"Oh~, oh~, oh~" There was an orderly sound of striking iron in the blacksmith shop. Shielded by the four walls, in the light of the flickering fire from the wind furnace, a short, muscular black-bearded uncle revealed a muscular silhouette. With each swing of the hammer, it struck the anvil, and the sweat and sparks fell on the dry earth at the same time.

"Ora! Ora — ! Horf, wearing protective tea glasses, stared intently at the iron sword being built, calling out to his son, but never waited for a response.

"Ora!"

After the last angry shout, there was the sound of footsteps stepping in at the door.

"Why are you now..."

"Oh my God! That's railroad tracks!? Xia Zuo's words interrupted Horf. Even after entering the house, he still remembered what he had just seen, exclaiming what he had just seen - the track that extended from the mouth of the mine to the outside, and on the track there was a hand-cranked trolley on the track, which seemed to be responsible for transporting ore.

"Yes, Your Excellency Xia Zuo... That one... Is it rare? You scream so much—" Rebecca replied with a wry brow.

When Xia Zuo played games in the past, he had never seen anything so advanced as a railway... Although, it doesn't seem to be particularly advanced, after all, it's just a matter of throwing some steel and then placing a rickshaw, but this is too out of tune with the medieval era.

Xia Zuo did not say his experience of playing the game, but was surprised to realize the fact that the game was prescribed.

All the settings in the game are carried out according to the script, and what is not in the script cannot appear. The script is like a chain that ties to the stage, and when it exists, no matter how many years the computer is on or how long the game is executed, the level of technology inside will not change at all. Now, the chains are lifted, everything on the stage is free, and so is the development of technology...... Maybe in the near future, it won't be surprising to see guns in the world of Dragons and Swords and Sorcery, because alchemy already has gunpowder, one of the ingredients for the item "Runaway Smoke Bomb", but no NPCs have yet to stuff gunpowder into an iron pipe and stuff another iron bullet.

Maybe there will be a chance in the future, and he can do the following, Xia Zuo, who entered the blacksmith shop, touched his face and fell into deep thought, and a faint sneer came out of his mouth, completely ignoring the dwarf Holf who looked at him inexplicably. However, if he can go home successfully, he will still need to spend time in this world to study how guns are made, and he only understands the principle of recoil, and he knows nothing about other mechanisms.

“…… Are you a guest? Dwarf Holf spoke slowly.