If you want to become famous, the easiest way is to do something sensational enough to get the public's attention in the shortest possible time.

With the power of his sword, Green successfully attracted the attention of the dwarves, and although he was forced to pay a large fine by the dwarven internal affairs officer who slammed the door, Green's reputation was also successfully promoted.

The Flame Gate is not too large in size and has a small population, so most of the dwarves in the city are already aware of the existence of the "mysterious sword seeker Enrig".

When Green finished paying the fine and walked out of the Dwarven Interior Hall, many dwarves came to watch Green.

"Enrige, that miser of Balder didn't embarrass you, did he?" The young dwarf from the weapons shop made his way through the crowd and ran over, greeting Grimm excitedly.

"It's fine." Green looked at the unusually enthusiastic young dwarf in front of him, and his originally depressed mood instantly improved a lot. Although there were some "minor flaws" in the plan, judging from the attitude of these dwarves towards themselves, their previous behavior of "winning a position" was still successful.

"Are you going to see my father next?" The young dwarf warmly invited Grimm, "My father is a master blacksmith, and perhaps he can craft a weapon for you that can withstand your power." ”

"Gladly."

Although he was delayed by the "annoying bureaucracy", fortunately, Green's plan was not affected.

Led by the young dwarf, Green and his party began to follow the cliffside road and chain bridge, towards the bottom of the cliff.

The further down he went, the closer he got to the lava pool, the higher the temperature, and after walking down a few tens of meters, the temperature around him was even so high that Green felt a burning sensation on his face.

"What a great place. It's hot, but when you breathe it in, you get a lot of magic. Green took a deep breath, glanced at his system interface, and observed his physical condition.

Perhaps because of the closed environment, the magic inside the flame door is imprisoned in this small space like the air in a pressure cooker. And the closer you get to the lava pool, the higher the concentration of mana in the air - and the higher the temperature.

"Chikage, at this level of temperature, are you okay?" Green glanced back at the maid who was following him.

"It's fine." Thousand Shadows were shrouded in fireproof robes, and her voice sounded a little muffled, "At this level, I can still bear it. ”

"That's good."

The dwarven blacksmith workshops were largely built below, near the lava pools. Using the heat of lava to smelt is crazy for other races, but the dwarves have built a dwarven city here without caring with their powerful fire resistance!

Soon, Green and his party came to the bottom.

Outside the road was scorching lava, and small bubbles popped up in the red magma from time to time, giving people a sense of danger, as if it could overflow at any moment. Inside the road are the blacksmith workshops inside the mountain, and some small ditches drain the lava to the blacksmith houses on the side of the road, and the dwarves eat and hammer the metal in the huts inside the mountain, or use the hot magma to heat and burn the metal.

The "clanging" sound of constantly pounding metal is being transmitted from the blacksmith house to the blacksmith house, intertwined into a continuous symphony.

"Do all the workshops here belong to the Dwarven King?" Green glanced around, "Is that where your father works?" ”

"How is that possible. When a blacksmith becomes a dwarven queen, he naturally loses ownership of the workshop here. The young dwarf gave Green a strange look, "My father works in his own workshop. ”

"Wait......" Green was stunned for a moment, "I'm sorry, I don't understand your system. I remember that according to the system of the dwarves, didn't the blacksmith workshop of the Flame Throne belong to the dwarven king? ”

"Because this place doesn't belong to the Flame Throne. The Flame Throne is below. The dwarf gestured to the lava pool nearby, "This outside workshop is used by other master blacksmiths who have failed in their bid for dwarven king. ”

Most of the succession to the throne of human countries is based on "bloodline", while the dwarven king is elected through "election". Of course, the election here is not based on "votes", but on the skills and strength of weapons building! The Dwarven King who wins the contest will become the owner of the Throne of Flames, and by the way, will also receive the Throne of Flames' blacksmith.

Originally, Green thought that the "blacksmith shop of the Flame Throne" referred to the surrounding ones, but now it seems that Green's previous judgment was wrong - there was also a blacksmith shop under the lava pool.

“…… It seems that I have some biases in my perception of dwarves. Green looked around, "So how many blacksmith workshops are there?" ”

"Aside from the Flame Throne, there are four large workshops and twenty smaller workshops here."

"Every workshop is owned by a master blacksmith?"

"Yes." The dwarf puffed out his chest proudly, "All the best master blacksmiths in the world are with us!" ”

The young dwarf's rhetoric was not an exaggeration at all. The magma pools here can easily reach temperatures of thousands of degrees, and few workshops can reach this level of temperature elsewhere, but here, all it takes is a "small ditch" to smelt with thousands of degrees of flame. For those master blacksmiths, this is undoubtedly the place where they can put their skills to good use.

Greene: "And how many of your father's smelting skills rank among the dwarves?" ”

Hearing Green's inquiry, the originally proud dwarf suddenly withered.

After struggling for a while, the young dwarf finally spoke slowly: "At the last Dwarf King campaign meeting, an evil dragon broke in, causing my father to be seriously injured, and in the end he only won sixteen places. If that accident hadn't happened, my father would have been able to finish in the top four! ”

"Hmm...... It is said that every time the dwarf king is elected, except for the dwarf king, the strength of the top few is actually about the same? ”

"Yes. So in addition to the weapon itself, the state of the blacksmith during the match will also greatly affect the outcome of the match. When I arrived, the workshop in front of me was my family's workshop. The dwarf pointed to a small workshop in front of him and said to Grimm.

Inside the mountain wall, there is a hut. There were no doors or windows in the room, and a strong dwarf was sitting on the ground bare-chested, staring at the flames in the smelting furnace in a daze. Compared to the hot smelting scene in other blacksmith shops, this blacksmith shop looks very deserted.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?" The young dwarf stepped forward and looked strangely at the old dwarf sitting on the ground.

The old dwarf looked up at the young dwarf: "Aren't you looking at the store?" Why did you get here? ”

"Daddy, I've brought a guest here." The young dwarf pointed to Grimm behind him, "This is Lord Enrig from the Kingdom of Palomea, and he wants to buy weapons. ”

The old dwarf glanced up at Green and the Thousand Shadows following him.

A thousand shadows are shrouded in robes, which makes it difficult to see. Although Green was also wearing a fireproof robe, he did not wear a face towel on his face. Looking at Green's indifferent demeanor in the scorching environment, the old dwarf's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hello, Master. I'm Enriger. Green opened his mouth to introduce himself, "I'm here to get a weapon that can withstand my power. ”

"There was a lot of commotion up there just now, did something happen up there?" The old dwarf asked suddenly.

"Daddy, this Enrige just came to our shop to buy a sword. When trying the sword, a sword! With a single sword, a crack so wide was cut directly into the ground, and it stretched directly from the entrance of our store to the wall of the dungeon! "The movement was so loud that even Balder's stingy man was scared to run out. ”

"Oh?" The old dwarf looked at Green in surprise, "You're a mage?" Or a warrior? ”

Green: "Wizard and Warrior." You can be a magic swordsman. ”

"Daddy, this is the sword used by His Excellency Enrig before." The young dwarf placed a small cloth bag on the table beside him and unfolded it, revealing a pile of powder wrapped in the small cloth bag.

"Before, His Excellency Enrig used the sword in our shop, and after slashing a sword, the sword directly became like this."

Looking at the powder in the small cloth bag, the old dwarf's face finally showed a solemn expression: "You say, this was the sword in our store before?" ”

"Yes. It's the overweight dragon slayer sword in our shop. The young dwarf gestured.

The old dwarf got up, went into the house, opened a cabinet in the room, took out a pair of glasses with a camera from it, put them on, and looked closely at the packet of powder on the table.

The old dwarf kept adjusting the lens on his glasses, observing the powder on the table.

After a while, the old dwarf took off his glasses and looked at his son suspiciously: "Are you sure these powders are our swords?" ”

"Of course! I'm sure. The young dwarf nodded vigorously, "After the sword was destroyed, I collected it. ”

The old dwarf looked at Green and his son with a suspicious expression: "You say, these powders used to be the dragon slaying sword in our shop?" ”

"Yes. We only have that dragon slaying sword in the shop. ”

The old dwarf's eyes widened, and he instantly jumped like thunder: "Bastard boy! How dare you play pranks on your dad and me! The old dwarf suddenly picked up the sledgehammer on the side in anger, "The old man is going to smash your ass today!" ”

"Daddy! What are you doing? The young dwarf was startled, "What are you crazy all of a sudden!?" ”

"When the old man was building that dragon slaying sword, he used the pure gold alloy! But this pile of powder is a pile of iron powder! You fool the old man with a bunch of iron powder, it's an itchy skin, right!? ”

"It's impossible!" The young dwarf screamed, "I didn't! That sword shattered right in front of my eyes, I couldn't be mistaken! ”

The young dwarf ran out as he cried out.

"Stop for the old man!" The old dwarf rushed out in a rage.

"Ouch~" The young dwarf accidentally fell into the lava pool on the side of the road, and instantly screamed.

"Hot! Scald! Scald! It's hot! The young dwarf hurried to the shore.

"Hey, hey! You stinky boy, look where you're going! The old dwarf stood on the shore and gloated at his son, who had fallen into the pool of magma.

The young dwarf quickly climbed ashore and stumbled on the ground: "Scalded! Scald me! ”

Fiery red lava slipped from the young dwarf's body, taking the dwarf's clothes with him at the same time. Soon, a naked dwarf appeared in front of everyone.

"Wow!" The young dwarf wept and wiped his skin constantly, wiping the magma off his skin.

Seeing that his stinky boy was shed a layer of skin by the magma soup, the old dwarf's anger also dissipated: "Stinky boy, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." The young dwarf spoke honestly.

"If it's okay, go back." The old dwarf said angrily, "I actually came to joke with your father and me, and I will clean you up when I go back." ”

"Dad, I really didn't lie." The young dwarf couldn't help but cry out to himself, "That pile of powder is indeed our sword." ”

"Haven't you seen a legend as an old man? Even if it's a legend, it's impossible to ...... Hmm......" The old dwarf seemed to think of something, and suddenly got stuck.

"Even if it's a legend, it can't be anything?" The young dwarf couldn't help but ask.

The old dwarf turned his head and looked at Green with a suspicious face: "Human, what did you just say your profession is?" ”

Greene: "Demon Swordsman." ”

Old Dwarf: "Do you know magic?" ”

Greene: "A little. ”

Old Dwarf: "Matter generation or magic that turns stones into gold, will you?" ”

Green suddenly laughed, "You can do it, but it takes a lot of mana to do that, so I don't usually do that." As for these iron powders, they are indeed the residue of weapons after withstanding my attacks. ”

The expression on the old dwarf's face couldn't help but become solemn: "Then these iron powders are indeed because of your strength?" ”

"Yes." Green nodded, "Actually, if that sword had been a little smaller, maybe not even this bit of residue would have been left." In fact, I tested it before I came to the Throne of Fire. No matter what material the weapon is, after taking my strength, it will only leave a little bit of iron residue in the end, and if the weapon is of poor quality, not even a little bit of iron residue will be left. Being able to leave so much residue behind is enough to show that the quality of your dragon slaying sword is very good. ”

The old dwarf frowned and thought for a moment, "Can you let me observe your strength?" ”

"Absolutely. Give me a weapon you don't want as a medium. ”

The old dwarf looked around, as if he was about to find a sword to use for Grimm.

"This, this." At this moment, the sleek young dwarf next to him jumped out and stuffed a short sword into the old dwarf's hand, "Daddy, this is your previous pride. ”

The old dwarf looked at the short sword in his hand and handed it to Green, "Try this." This one I made when I was testing it before. ”

"After bearing my power, there is a good chance that this sword will be destroyed. My strength is very special, even if it is low, the wear and tear on the weapon is huge! ”

The old dwarf hesitated for a moment: "It's okay, if it can't withstand your strength, then it means that the smelting idea of this weapon is wrong." ”

Green took the dagger: "Where should I attack?" My attacks will be very aggressive. ”

"Less power, I'm just here to observe the form of your power, so that I can build weapons for you, and I don't need to exert too much power."

"Even with a very low output, the power is not small." Green hesitated for a moment, "Even I can't put it away freely. ”

Hearing Green's words, the old dwarf thought for a moment and looked around: "In that case, then let's change places." ”

Led by the old dwarf, Green and his party left the blacksmith's shop.

After seeing the sword marks left by Green in the square, the old dwarf decisively took Green out of the Flame Gate and ran into the tunnel outside the city, allowing Green to vent his strength against a wall.

Even though Grimm reduced his power, the sword still left a terrifying and deep mark on the wall.

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