"That part doesn't need to be quenched, right? Isn't that too rough to make? ”

"But if you don't quench, the hardness is not enough, right?"

"That's right, why don't you try it with the white stacking method?"

"Hundred...... Hundred-fold method? What is that? ”

"Alas, you put the hammer down, help me clamp the iron, I'll fight!"

"Oh...... Oh. ”

Wen Wen was still sitting on the edge of the counter at the beginning to point out the country, but later he rolled up his sleeves directly and joined the production team, and Entillei, who was standing outside the counter, was even more dumbfounded, he had spent his childhood in the master's guidance and scolding, when had he ever seen someone talk to the master like this?

On the other side, Aiyusha looked a little bored, she walked directly to the counter, found a place that looked cleaner and leaned on, and then used her arm to collect her little head, looking at the two big men who were in full swing inside.

Just as the sleepy insect kept hitting her face, Aiyusha suddenly felt something behind her touch her, and she looked back to see the young apprentice spreading a large crimson blanket on the edge of the carpet, and he had accidentally touched her in the collision just now.

Seeing Aiyusha looking back at him, Entilei hurriedly stammered and explained, "I...... I see you're tired, so ...... So I want to help you find a blanket so that you don't have to sleep cold...... I, I don't mean anything else......"

Although Aiyusha has lived for hundreds of years, she still has no resistance to this cute and cute little Zhengtai, and immediately grinned and said happily: "Thank you, you are so good." ”

"I ...... I'm going to close the door! ”

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the cold wind blew on the young apprentice's cheeks, which finally brought him back to his soul a little, and he hurriedly closed the door, but when he turned around, he saw that Aiyusha was already lying comfortably on the blanket he had prepared for her, and if it weren't for the last bit of reserve in his heart that tightly tied him, he would almost have jumped up with joy.

The work went on all night, and it was not until the next morning that the two great gentlemen, who had been busy by the fire all night, finally stopped, and woke up the dazed Ntilley with a small barrel of wine peculiar to Lexiang Township, and gently chatted with Kocaron so unscrupulously, although occasionally it was about the whole world, but the main topic was the musket on the table.

As for Aiyusa...... The days of running around had already exhausted her, and her trust in gentleness and absolute trust made her sleep soundly at this time, and she didn't care if the two men behind the counter were noisy or not.

"Lord Wengrass, this is really...... It's amazing! Kocaron took a few sips of the wine glass in his hand and said with a laugh, "I was born in Lexiang Township, and all my knowledge about firearms came from my father, or the Warcraft hunter who came here from outside...... But everyone sneered at it, including my father. ”

"I haven't seen it, so I think it's useless." Wen Wen shook the wine glass in his hand, nodded and said, "If you replace me with them, you might have that idea." ”

"With all due respect, Lord Wenglas...... I've been here for more than thirty or almost forty years, and I've seen too many people of all kinds, but you're not the same as them. At this moment, Kocaron suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and whispered to Wen Wen.

"Huh?" Gentle paused, "What's the difference?" ”

"Some of them are young, they are impulsive; Some of them are older, but they are confused, and many of them are forced by life to come to this place...... But you're different, your eyes are shining differently, your purpose is firm, you know what you want, what you want to do. "When I was young, I had dreams of becoming an adventurer, but as I got older, I found that I didn't have the courage to show the price of those vigorous experiences. ”

"A vigorous life is not necessarily your own choice." Gentle smiled and waved his hand.

"I can tell that Lord Wenglas has an extraordinary experience...... And when you make improvements to my firearms, it feels like you're correcting a mistake, not creating. ”

Kocaron's words hit the nail on the head, and he was silent for a few seconds before he sighed softly: "Alas...... Yes, I've seen the finished products of these things, which in my original world had grown to the point where they could destroy a country in an instant. ”

"I'm not going to ask Lord Wenglas about his past." After saying it gently, Kocaron suddenly spoke, "But anyway, there shouldn't be those things in the world you live in now, right?" Otherwise, you wouldn't be so desperate to reproduce them. ”

"Reproducing them? No...... I didn't think about it that way. A nuclear bomb flashed in his mind that made Wen Wen smile bitterly, "Because that's impossible, I don't have the ability to go through the sky...... And the emergence of that kind of thing is not necessarily a good thing for the world. ”

"Possession is crazy because of the power of power, and I often wonder about the Monster hunters who come and go...... The meaning of every existence in this world is to become stronger, and becoming a hero is the ultimate goal of every existence, but when this existence really receives the favor of the creator god and becomes a hero, will it be like us now, bored and confused? ”

Wen Wen was shocked to hear such philosophical words from the mouth of an ordinary blacksmith shop owner, and he looked carefully at the slightly drunk Kokaron in front of him, and said softly: "Probably, when the strength reaches its peak and there is no rival in the world, it is the loneliest time...... Isn't it? ”

"The best are hard to beat." Kocaron threw his head up and drank the wine from his glass, then leaned directly on the table and burped, "Hiccup...... Haha, I'm really happy, Lord Wenglass, we made a powerful firearm, we ...... What should we call it? It's like my child and it should have a name. ”

The fire flickered on Kocaron's cheeks, and it was hard to imagine what he had been through with the sudden admiration of Uncle Keane in front of him, who had been able to develop a firearm to such an extent without nothing...... He's a real talent, and he shouldn't have to settle down in this small, remote place for the rest of his life.

Gently lift your eyes.

"Let's call it the Heart of the Fire...... What do you think? ”