Devil's Tool Book

Bourqueso was hammering Balza's head in the blacksmith's shop.

After the infusion of two materials, the Forgotten Soul and the Breath of Death, the head has moved firmly in the direction of metalwork.

With each drop of Bourkeso's hammer, a rhythmic shout could be heard.

"! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! ”

The shout repeated over and over again with Bourqueso's hammering, and Balza could feel his head hardening.

"Bang!" With a thud, Bourquesor struck Balza's head with more force, putting a break on the forge.

Although the forging is not completely over, now this demon is finally able to accept the next step of forging.

At present, Bourkeso's hammer had struck the demon's head several times smaller, and it looked like it was about the same as a pendant, but it still retained Balza's sanity.

It's just that how much of this sanity can be left in the severe pain of forging depends on the luck of this guy.

"Ah~"

Balza's head let out a long, screaming like a groundhog being trampled on its tail.

"Shut up! Otherwise, you'll be thrown into the toilet bowl and quenched! ”

Bourkeso was finally freed from his preoccupation with the forging, and suddenly felt that Balza's shouts were a bit disturbing.

He didn't realize that his roar was much louder than Balza's, and Coulson, who was listening to the movement in the room outside the door, felt himself tremble at the roar of Bourkeso.

As Bourkesor began to forge the forge, the agents who had come to clean up the environment contacted their superiors amid the constant sounds of beating and screaming in pain.

Eventually, the news reached Coulson's ears, and when Coulson arrived, he heard a noise in the house.

Whether it was the demon's head or the forging of Bourkeso, it was the reason why Coulson had to come in person.

"Mr. Bourkeso, may I come in now?"

Coulson knocked on the door of the blacksmith shop with trepidation.

Balza had been screaming for two or three hours, and he couldn't help but wonder if Bourkeso was inflicting some cruel punishment on the demons.

"Coulson, aren't you busy? Why do you have time to come to me? ”

Bourkeso opened the door and walked over with Balza's head like a pendant.

Balza's head was still hot.

"I heard that you were forging demons, so I came to take a look."

Coulson looked at the coffin, which looked like a furnace, with a sneering expression.

He couldn't believe his ears as he listened to his subordinates' report that Bourkeso was forging a living demon.

"That's right, I've got a gift for you."

Bourkeso threw away the pendant in his hand, and the pendant that fell into the pool immediately snorted.

He casually took a necklace out of his pocket and handed it to Coulson.

Giant Bear's Wound Charm.

This is not a toy made by Bourkeso before, but a genuine piece of equipment.

It can increase the damage ability of the paired 30%, as well as enhance some constitutions.

Although this kind of physique can only make Coulson more resistant to beatings, it can be regarded as a kind of protection.

At least Coulson wouldn't bleed to death from his injuries.

"This is a necklace?"

Coulson took the amulet, but his eyes were still focused on the pendant that had fallen into the pool.

He could even hear the head spitting bubbles in the water.

"It's a gift from this time."

Bourkeso turned and walked back inside, sitting directly at the table facing Coulson.

His hand pulled out of his backpack and didn't pull out any new wine.

I had to cut a wound on my arm with my fingernails, take out a blood vial and pour it into my mouth.

Coulson looked a little surprised as he watched the injury on Bourkeso's arm disappear in the blink of an eye.

"How did you get scarred on your body with this resilience?"

Coulson thought he had found the barbarian's weakness, after all, with the recovery of the potion, not even the scar would appear.

And when Bourkeso was shirtless and forged, he had a lot of scars on his body that looked terrible.

Even the scars, stacked on top of each other, were a little unrecognizable.

"Injuries caused by the power of the rules leave traces, and that's it."

Bourkeso didn't care.

Most of his injuries came from demons with names and surnames, such as the Neck Choler, the Plague King, and the likes of Oreson.

Coulson didn't know what the power of the rules meant, but that didn't stop him from trying to understand.

But for now, his purpose was to know what the situation of forging demons was.

"I heard you're forging a demon?"

Coulson gestured behind him, meaning to move quickly.

If his subordinates weren't stupid, they should have understood what they meant by asking them to buy some spirits.

"That's the one you just threw into the water."

Bourkeso casually pointed in the direction of the pool.

"Honestly, I'm curious what it's for?"

Coulson put the necklace around his neck in front of Bourkeso, and immediately felt that the fatigue caused by the most hectic work was immediately relieved.

The physical enhancement was never obvious, but it was clear to Coulson, who was tired.

Wearing gifts in front of friends is a custom in this place.

Gifts must be opened in front of the giver, or even brought directly.

Then show a deep affection that can make the friend who gave the gift feel respected.

Coulson, who specializes in interpersonal relationships, knows this very well, but it was only when he put on this necklace that he sensed the extraordinary nature of the gift.

"It's just a portable tool, and one of my juniors wants to learn something about demons, and I can't refuse his self-motivation."

Bourkeso didn't take this as any important news at all, and said it frankly.

"I can also give him some resistance to flames and give him a better grasp of flames!"

Balza, who was in the water, let out a bubble-spitting grunt and shouted, trying to prove his job.

Balza, who had long been confused after being hit with a hammer, completely lost his judgment of the current situation.

At this point, it is no longer the free and evil soul.

"It's the same as it says, it's kind of effective."

Bourkeso said casually to Coulson, then got up and walked to the edge of the pool, lifted Balza's head out, and pinched the already small Celestial Spirit Cover with his fingers.

"Did you forget what I said when I told you to shut up?"

Bourkeso placed the pendant in front of his eyes and said loudly.

He hated everything demonic, and if it weren't for the forgings to encourage Luke's self-motivation, he would have smashed Balza's consciousness with a hammer.

Just the power to carry some fire is enough to make Luke slightly stronger.

The reference book is just included.