Lan Wu looked at this humble blacksmith shop with a strange expression.

The blacksmith's shop was rudimentary and out of step with the surrounding buildings. A straw hut, an earthen stove without a fire, an anvil...... Nope. At first glance, it looks like an extra shantytown in the middle of the city. If it weren't for the fact that he saw the familiar Farah at a glance, Lan Wu really thought that the captain of the city guard deliberately took himself to a ghost place to entertain himself in order to take revenge on him.

Farah's outfit is no different from what she looks like in the game. With short, shoulder-length orange hair a little messy, a white shirt already gray, and brown suspender trousers mottled with mottled eyes, it was clear that the legendary magic blacksmith valued the hammer in his hand more than his appearance.

Hearing footsteps coming, Farah looked up and saw the captain of the city guard approaching with an ordinary professional, and lowered his head again, throwing the hammer in his hand with a pair of them, and fell into deep thought.

"Dear Lord Farah, I'll fix the equipment." Lan Wu respectfully handed over the head of the zombie. He knew that everyone in this world ate this set.

Sure enough, Farah came to his senses again and looked up at Lan Wu: "There are many blacksmiths in the city who can repair equipment. You can go to them. ”

Farah's tone was a little cold, and she politely rejected Lan Wu straight to the point. As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head and pondered.

Seeing that Farah categorically rejected Lan Wu's request, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he secretly sneered in his heart. Farah was the finest blacksmith in Lugoin. I heard that this honorable lord has been working on something recently. Time is precious, how can you repair ordinary equipment for others.

"Aside from you, I don't worry about handing over this piece of equipment crafted by Lord Chasi to another blacksmith." Lan Wu's face did not change, he still smiled, and did not withdraw his hand.

Farah suddenly looked up when she heard Ranwu mention Chassi's name. However, her gaze was fixed on the head of the zombie in Lan Wu's hand, completely ignoring Lan Wu.

"This is Chassi's work?" Farah's tone was a little hesitant, and then he reached out his hand: "Show me." ”

Lan Wu handed over the head of the zombie. His hand had just left the head of the zombie. The piece of equipment immediately glowed with gold, causing the faces of Farah and the captain of the guard to change slightly.

Gold Gear.

The captain of the city guard had been watching from the sidelines, and had listened to Lan Wu's words from beginning to end. The golden zombie head made him completely unable to believe his eyes.

Chasi, the blacksmith of Camp Rog. How could that barbarian possibly create a golden gear? Farra-sama hasn't been able to do that yet.

Farah's expression was very solemn, and he carefully examined the zombie head. She and Chasi of Camp Rog have been in a competitive position for a long time. Since the two took over the hammer in the teacher's hand, they have been fighting openly and secretly, and they have to surpass each other. All the time, with Lu Gaoin being more affluent, she steadily overpowered Chassi. But the golden zombie head shattered her pride.

After looking through it for a moment, Farah saw a small axe engraved on the underside of the zombie's head. She was sure. This is indeed the work of Chassi. Each blacksmith crafts equipment and leaves its own unique mark on a corner. This little axe mark is none other than Chasi's exclusive mark.

"Has she been able to craft the Golden Gear?" Farah looked up, looking a little dazed.

"Yes, Chassi-sama has recently broken through." Lan Wu smiled and nodded happily.

"How could she break through? I remember her flaw in not having a deep understanding of the magical structure of the equipment. Farah frowned slightly, as if talking to himself, as if he was asking Lan Wu.

"I recently picked up a copy of Magic Forge at Tristram. So Lord Chasi broke through. Lan Wu smiled.

Hearing the term magic forge, Farah suddenly changed color. Magic forging has always been her main focus. She was a mage, but she chose to become a blacksmith. She thinks this will give a better understanding of the magical structure in magical equipment. Due to the mage's weak physical strength and strength, she even went to the seaport of Kurast to train as a paladin to make up for this shortcoming.

She was right. Making up for her lack of physical strength and strength, she soon became an excellent magic blacksmith, overpowering Chasi in Rog's camp in one fell swoop, and had a good reputation in magic forging.

Lan Wu didn't flinch, smiling and looking at Farah. He believed that magic forging had a great temptation for this woman. If Farah hadn't wavered in his heart, he would have turned around and left.

"I'll fix your gear first." Farah took a deep breath and turned to the stove where there was no fire.

Lan Wu smiled and followed. He walked up behind Farah and offered to ask, "I can help." ”

Farah shook her head and smiled, pulling out a glass vial from the space bag. The bottle contained more than half a bottle of black powder. She shook a little black powder into the stove. In an instant, a blazing fire rose from the stove.

This flame is not the same as a normal flame. The dark cyan flames seemed to have life, and they were churning in the stove. Farah explained, without raising his head: "I'm not the same as Chassi. ”

Lan Wu smiled and nodded happily. Chasi's forging method is traditional, focusing on the quality of the substrate. Farah, on the other hand, focuses on the magical structure of the equipment. That's one of the reasons he came to Farah.

Farah didn't explain much. She threw the zombie head into the dark blue flames. The zombie head was eerily held up by dark cyan flames, hovering above the stove.

Lan Wu doesn't understand, it doesn't mean that others don't understand.

The captain of the city guard was immediately excited when he saw Farah do this. This is the first blacksmith of Lugoin. In the past few years, Master Farah has stopped building equipment for professionals and is concentrating on magic forging. Today is the first time in recent years that the furnace has been opened. After the excitement, he couldn't help but feel a little pantothenic acid in his heart.

This hillbilly really impressed Master Farah.

It's a pity that the other two people in the blacksmith shop didn't care at all. Farah looked solemn and carefully controlled the dark cyan flames in the stove. Gradually, complex magical structures condensed above the zombie heads. These magical structures are layered on top of each other, chaotic and orderly.

Lan Wu stared intently at the magical structure that appeared on the zombie head. That's what he's here for. Farah's research into the structure of magic convinced Chassi. And the focus of magic forging is precisely on these magical structures.

That's when the law pulled. She swung her hammer, striking swiftly against the magical structures. Sometimes it is as fast as rain hitting plantains, and sometimes it is as gentle as a caress of sympathy for the world. The clanging percussion sounds converge and dance with the rise and fall of the hammer, and Lan Wu is so happy to see that he is enjoying a beautiful piece of music played by a master artist.

In just a few minutes, Farah suddenly stopped. The magical structure on the zombie head remained unchanged as if nothing had happened. She tossed the hammer, and instead of removing the zombie's head, she gazed intently at the magical structure that dazzled the layman.

Lan Wu was not in a hurry to get his equipment back. He was equally engrossed in studying the magical structures, carefully comparing them one by one with the basics of magic forging.

This is the essence of magical equipment.

The key to the fact that magical equipment is magical equipment lies in these magical structures. While immersed in his research, Farah's voice suddenly drifted in, interrupting his thoughts.

"Chasi didn't break through." Farah's tone was visibly relieved. She raised her head happily and said with a smile: "She forcibly broke through to become a golden equipment through the fusion of two pieces of equipment. I can't help but admit that this line of thinking is very novel. But she made a fundamental mistake. ”

Lan Wu hurriedly pricked up his ears and focused. He had come to Farah to gain a deeper understanding of magic forging. It would be much better to hear Farah explain it with your own ears than to study it blindly.

"Magical structures are not simply inserted or withdrawn." Farah regained her confidence and said, "She has a good idea. At least I haven't seen a blacksmith upgrade their equipment using equipment fusion. However, this forcible fusion can lead to instability of the equipment. ”

Speaking of this, Farah paused slightly, and his eyes were full of confidence: "If you are willing to give me this zombie head to reforge it." I'll give you back a stable enough zombie head. ”

"That couldn't be better. I think Chassi-sama would be happy to see your true strength from this piece of equipment. Lan Wu nodded reservedly in agreement.

With Lan Wu's consent, Farah was not so anxious and immediately began to reforge. She threw away the hammer in her hand and asked meaningfully, "Are you interested in magic forging?" ”

"Very interested." Lan Wu corrected it in a serious way.

"Then you can just watch from the sidelines." Farah Wan'er raised his hand and motioned for Lan Wu to stand across from the stove. This will make it clearer to see her recasting the zombie head.

Lan Wu couldn't ask for this request, and immediately stood in front of the stove. He didn't see that the captain's face had been pulled into a donkey's face.

What a joke, how could the first blacksmith of Rugoin let the people of Camp Rog steal the art of blacksmithing!

The captain of the city guard looked a little ugly. But he didn't dare to anger Farah. As the first blacksmith in Lugoin, even Jehein had to respect Farah. Not to mention his little captain of the city guard.

"I'll have to tell Mr. Gross as soon as possible." Thinking so, the captain of the city guard quietly stepped back, whispered a few words to the two men, and then turned around and walked quickly towards the palace.

Neither Lan Wu nor Farah cared about the departure of the captain of the city guard. The two have begun to reforge the head of the zombies.

Farah raised her left hand and quickly and orderly placed it on the magical structure. Gently touched and quietly left. The layers of magical structures swayed slightly like phantoms at the touch of a touch.

"You're looking closely." With a quick reminder, Farah slammed the hammer into the magical structure.

Lan Wu refused to miss this rare opportunity, and immediately focused his energy, staring intently at the falling hammer and the complicated magical structure.

The pre-dawn darkness has finally passed, and sorry, it's only one chapter today. Tomorrow will resume two chapters a day, so forgive me.