Bran Village is a small border village, close to the mountains and ice fields in the north, rich in monster resources, but because of the poor roads, few merchants will come here, only passing adventurers will supply food here for a short stay.

This scene at the entrance of the village was not seen by others, otherwise the image of Eudorake, the number one warrior under the command of King Eri of the Megatron Continent in the future, would be ruined.

Glancing at Eudora, who was happily battling with the monster's jerky meat, Ari couldn't help but sigh that ignorance makes people happy, and that it really made sense.

It's just that the first subordinate was easily deceived by a piece of jerky, and Ari himself didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

He sighed and shook his little head: "I'm going to borrow wine to kill my sorrows again." ”

Sending Eudora away, Ari took Rollin to the tavern at the entrance of the village, there is nothing that can't be solved with one glass of wine, if there is, then two!

He had not gone far, and as he passed the blacksmith's shop, he heard a rhythmic sound of striking iron.

Huh? The bellows of the blacksmith's house have been repaired?

As for why the bellows of the blacksmith's house broke, it's a long story, but it all started two months ago.

Ari coincidentally met the blacksmith to make iron, there was nothing special, but by coincidence he saw the ore in the red furnace heating this step, it was nothing, who knew that he suddenly found that the blacksmith was in the red furnace heating this step, the speed was unusually fast.

In his previous life, he was very interested in traditional skills, and he had specially consulted the master for knowledge in manual forging, so he knew that ore smelting would take a long time, and according to the backward smelting equipment he saw in the blacksmith shop, it would definitely not achieve that amazing effect.

After his observations, the problem was with the bellows. Although the bellows are extremely backward in terms of pure physical structure, and they are thrown out of that world a few streets, after the suspected wind magic array is inscribed, the difference between the two is like the distance between the abacus and the computer, which is a few industrial revolutions. And Ari as a standard hands-on party,...... As we all know, there will always be a few more useless parts after dismantling and restoring.

......

"Huh?" Suddenly, Ari stopped and stood outside the blacksmith with a puzzled face, listening intently for a long time.

The chaotic beating sound made him faintly feel special. It's like ...... This is a part of the heavens and the earth. Normally, you can't hear this kind of rhythm that feels high when you hear it, and a glimmer of realization appeared in Ari's heart - the blacksmith must be pretending to be B now.

Ari's eyes suddenly lit up, he can also pretend to be B!

Isn't this a ready-made god-level job change! The protagonists of a certain family are all engaged in the iron-making industry three times and twice, and there will always be a reason.

So why is it set to be a blacksmith? To put it simply, it is a cute contrast, you will think, why do you need to strike iron when you can eat with your face.

......

The blacksmith shop occupies a small area, there is no one in the lobby, and there are many different kinds of ...... hanging on the model wall Kitchen knife.

Little Ari asked Rollin to wait outside, walked in alone, and walked through the front hall, suddenly feeling a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and even the air was filled with a scorching breath.

In front of him was a giant man nearly two meters tall, with a strong body, broad shoulders and a body, his bare chest crawling with sweat droplets the size of beans, and his strong arms held an iron hammer, which was intently beating the iron, and from time to time there was crystal sweat flowing down from his short golden hair.

Sure enough, there were three strong men with the figure of brute bulls standing respectfully beside him, and Ari recognized them at a glance, they were mercenaries drinking in the tavern. Their longing eyes stared at the reddened iron as if it were a rare treasure.

Under the violent blow, the sparks on the hammer flew everywhere, and the forged object quickly took shape.

As the iron took shape, the three people staring at the iron looked at each other and communicated silently with their eyes.

Mercenary A's eyes: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be a kitchen knife"

Mercenary B's eyes: "Judging from the shape, it should indeed be a kitchen knife." ”

Mercenary Leader: "......"

Algert stopped the hammer in his hand, picked up the iron tongs, and threw the reddened iron embryo into the water tank, with a "z", the mist rose, and after doing all this, Algert took off the towel on the shelf and wiped his sweat, glancing at the mercenaries.

"Do you know the rules?"

"Yes. The mercenary leader didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly handed over the supplies he had brought.

"What are you going to build?"

"Knives!"

"Okay, wait!"

"Hmm!" the mercenary leader hummed heavily, his eyes were full of anticipation, even if he had just made a kitchen knife, he was so serious, he was worthy of being a producer required by the S-class mission!

Algert walked over, took out a tenth of the materials, and walked back to the stove. Put the materials into the red furnace to smelt, because he had just used it, and the temperature in the furnace was very high, so he didn't have to heat up anymore, and he was not idle while waiting, and moved the remaining materials into the house under the strange eyes of the mercenaries.

After a while, the ore and other materials were turned into molten iron, and Aljet began to forge, forge and build, process and quench, step by step, and soon, the forged items were formed.

As the items took shape, the expressions on the mercenaries' faces became strange again.

In the last few steps, the forging is complete!

Algert looked at it with satisfaction, and casually threw the finished product directly to the mercenary leader, and the mercenary leader hurriedly caught it, this is a knife, it's very dangerous, how can you throw it around!

Wait! That's not the point!

"Is this the end?" the mercenary leader looked at the "knife" in his hand, and then at Aljet, his face full of disbelief.

"It's over. ”

"Can't you use the rest of the materials?" the mercenary leader couldn't help but ask.

"I don't need it. ”

The "......" mercenaries looked at each other again. Doesn't it say that good ones have a high error rate?

"That's not right. The mercenary leader raised the "knife" in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then said in a deep voice.

"What's wrong?...... Are you trying to find fault?" Algert looked at him suspiciously.

Am I finding fault?

The leader of the mercenaries looked at the kitchen knife in his hand and fell into deep thought.

No, it's biased again, it's not this that we have to worry about now!

"That's the knife you made?"

"Yes. ”

"A kitchen knife is also a knife?" asked the mercenary leader, holding back his anger.

"Oh, that's fine, right?" said Algert, as if he had not yet done so, as if he had replied, "Have you eaten?"

Hit!

Why don't you break your hand! No problem? How can it be no problem! The mercenary leader felt that his mentality was about to explode, but when he thought that this was an S-class mission, he felt a little better, if it was really that smooth, it would not be an S-class.

Inhale! Exhale!

After calming down, the mercenary leader tried to try again, he pointed to the remaining materials, and said, "You see that there are so many materials left, why don't you make us a normal knife?" ”

"Your Excellency has orders in the future, and it is incumbent upon us to do so!" he said, lifting the knife at his waist. Signal that the knife should look like this.

Algert, however, seemed to have misunderstood, and looked at him cautiously.

"What, you still want to do it?"