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Yilan also struck while the iron was hot, and hurriedly said his request, his two bright eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay, this blacksmith furnace can be tossed as much as you want, haha, you can use the ore here as you like, if it's not enough, tell me, I'll find a way for you."

The hammer master smiled, very refreshing, and with a wave of his hand, he gave his blacksmith shop to Yilan, which made Yilan very moved.

"Johansen, you give Elan a hand, hehe, learn something from Ilan, maybe, you can also become a senior blacksmith before the age of thirty, hehe, okay, it's really good, I'll go to the old man Bailek to drink, such a black iron level axe, hehe, how much old wine do you have to exchange, this old man has made a lot of money." Gotcha, I'm going, what are you supposed to do? ”

After saying that, the hammer master took the sharp black iron-grade axe in his hand, and went to the old man Bailuck without looking back.

Only Johansen and the other four people were left stunned, as if they had seen something unsightly, with a look of disbelief.

Johansen muttered to himself, this was not a small blow to him, but he was completely convinced by Ilan: "If you use ordinary iron ore to forge a black iron-grade axe, if you use refined iron, the iron essence will be repaid." Ilan, you're a genius! In the past few days, you can do whatever you say, and I will listen to you. ”

"Thank you, Brother Johansen, what I have to do is very troublesome, and it is going to be a labor brother."

Ilan also smiled and thanked Johansen, after all, people are very sincere, comparing hearts to hearts, Hariran is like this, treating sincere people with sincerity.

"Brother Ilan, what are you going to build? Can you sue me and Sister Anne? ”

"Hehe, you'll know in a few days, hehe, I'm going to use it in exchange for wisdom?" Ilan was extremely strict this time, resolutely not revealing anything, even in the face of lovely Lydia and gentle Annie.

"Hmph, Brother Ilan, it's necrotic. Then I'll keep an eye on it every day, so I know what Brother Ilan is going to do. ”

The clever Lydia thought she had a plan, and couldn't help but shout.

Anne's eyes lit up when she looked at it, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

In the next few days, in addition to meditating and practicing various combat skills, Elan spent most of his time in Master Hammer's blacksmith shop, going out early and returning late every day, tossing and turning for several days in a row, always making himself look like a gray-headed mouse, covered in dirt, which disgusted Anne, who loved cleanliness, and had to take a broom to drive Elan out.

Today is the last day that Ilan has made this thing, and Ilan's heart is still very excited.

In the wee hours of the morning, before dawn and the sun was still below the horizon, Elan climbed out of Anne's hut.

Hehe, don't think crooked, if you want to be crooked, please correct your thoughts.

Anne lived upstairs, Elan lived in the storage room below, and the little girl was so tightly guarded that it was impossible to eat a piece of tofu.

Elan climbed out of Anne's small building and walked along the banks of the Ogemdor, where he was going to the little blacksmith at the entrance of the village.

In the past few days, Ilan has been busy there, and his secret weapon is only one step away from the success of refining.

Saola's end is coming, his mission is about to be completed, and the "Breath of the Dead" skill book is about to arrive, so I'm really looking forward to it.

The day of return is not far away, although Aini is very savage on the outside, but she is still quite cute on the inside, and Ilan is a little homesick.

Although the idle egg-aching Waynes still harasses him, a "third party", every day, Ilan's mood is really good.

Ilan hummed a little song, and walked along the river, the sound of the river washing over the riverbed continued, which was very pleasant to listen to to Ilan's ears, and the moonlight was also very charming, some like Annie's eyes, oh no, some like Aini's eyes, it seemed that their eyes were very beautiful.

After walking for a while, Ilan, who was in a state of distraction, suddenly became alert and quickly hid behind a large rock by the river.

Soon, a troop of men and horses hurried over, and a carriage pulled by a white tear horse drove up, and the carriage was covered with black animal skins, and even the hooves and wheels of the horses were covered with cloth, so that the formation was only a slight sound of squirrel.

The Tears Horse, a fine horse of Fantasy Island's specialty, is a horse second only to Noah's race mount Liliel Horse, with a tame personality, relatively easy to tame, and not slow, traveling a thousand times a day and eight hundred at night, except for Taray, it is a kind of mount that Hariran warriors always have.

There were six people in the team, and they were burly and unusual.

These people were silent, their expressions were stern, and their steps were neat.

Obviously, they have undergone strict military training, and they are all well-trained, and everyone has a fierce aura between their eyebrows and eyes, and they are all ruthless characters who have experienced countless real swords and real guns, and I don't know how many times they have been done between life and death.

Most of the people in the town, Ilan already knew most of them, and it was obvious that these people were not among them.

"This should be a mercenary, hehe, how can there be mercenaries in this projectile land? Is it really weird? Ilan looked at these people with a surprised expression, and wondered in his heart, not knowing why these uninvited guests came.

The team is heading towards the outside of the village, obviously going to enter the Ogamdo Mountains to hunt the monsters, but I don't know who their target is?

Ilan did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing them, and only came out from behind the stones after they had left.

He was very impulsive and wanted to follow up to see what was going on, but as soon as he thought of his task and the "Breath of the Dead" skill book, he had to give up, he didn't want to delay the improvement of his strength because of a momentary curiosity.

As a Haririlan, you have to know how to make trade-offs, and when the choice comes, you should only do the most important things.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the village, Yilan caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure again, standing at the entrance of the village, looking at the road to the west, looking inappropriate.

Ilan took a closer look, and it was actually Rijkar, a young man from the Colafayette grocery store, who was an absolutely lazy fellow, a guy who had always slept until the sun was on his belly, and it was a little strange that he got up early today.

When the young man Rijkar saw Ilan coming, he seemed to be a little panicked, like a frightened rabbit, and quickly turned around, trotted into the village, and like an ostrich, never to show his head again.

"Well, does it have something to do with the mercenary just now? Colafayette, mercenary, looks like he's scheming! Hehe, no matter, it's not good for me to think about this, it's better to forge my things. ”

Ilan didn't pay attention to this matter, he had more important things, no matter how suspicious other people's actions were, they were not as important as their own tasks and skill books, for Harrilan, strength has always been supreme.

The fire in the little blacksmith's shop was lit, the bellows were raised, the music was played, and the pleasant day began again.

Ilan took out the things he had refined from the storage ring, and there was a black and black mess, and there was a loud sound, and Ilan put it into the flames in turn to burn it, and then took it out, and clanged it with a sledgehammer, and the thirty-six forms of the little celestial star, dancing in the starlight and firelight, the moves were coherent, and there was no pause, and it was actually danced into a cloud of ethereal smoke.

In the past few days, Ilan's Harry Gold Forging Technique has improved very much, and Xiao Tianxing Thirty-six is even more familiar with it, and he has played with it, which can be said to be unable to splash oil, which makes Anne and Lydia who came to watch very surprised, and they can't stop applauding.

Johansen, on the other hand, was adoring and eager to worship Ilan as a teacher.

Waynes was depressed, watching Anne and Elan talking and laughing, and his heart was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, eager to break Elan into pieces, eat his flesh and sleep his skin.