"Do you know the auction price of my magic weapons at Edmond's Auction House?" Abel asked, looking at the self-righteous prince a little speechlessly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It won't be more than 10,000 gold coins, right?" Prince Wyatt obviously didn't know the auction price, and found that it seemed that he had bid low, and said in a tough tone: "The auction price is an inflated price, I bought it from you as the prince of the princess, and 10,000 gold coins is already a lot." ”

Prince Wyatt thought that although Abel was a master blacksmith, he was too young to be so frightened by himself that he might accept the price.

Dwarven Master Thorin couldn't help it anymore at this point, and his deep voice came from the beard on his face: "Are you threatening a master of the Blacksmith Guild? Or does the Duchy of Kamai think that the master of the Blacksmith Guild is not respectable enough?"

Only then did Prince Wyatt discover the dwarf master Thorin on the side, the dwarf master was too short, and he was blocked by Abel's figure, so that people could not notice him at the first time.

"No, no, Master Thorin, I didn't mean that. Prince Wyatt quickly explained.

Prince Wyatt doesn't have much money in his hands, and King Spender's health is not good, and Prince Wyatt has little time to be in power, so he has been spending money all over the Principality of Kamai recently, just to make his life better in the future.

And in order to protect his property, it is necessary to recruit masters, and Abel's magic weapon is the dream equipment of all knights, and with magic weapons, he can recruit knights of high enough level to serve him.

For these reasons, Prince Wyatt's crazy act of threatening Abel was like a dying struggle before losing power, which had already made him lose his mind a little.

"Master Abel's work is worth 20,000 gold coins, but you want to buy it forcibly with 10,000 gold coins, and you want to bully Abel Young to threaten him as a prince of the duchy, do you want to feel the wrath of the Blacksmith Guild?" the dwarven master Thorin's voice grew higher and higher, and finally roared in a roaring voice.

This is no longer Abel's business, in front of the representatives of the Blacksmith Guild, threatening the master blacksmith is already a contempt for the Blacksmith Guild, and the Blacksmith Guild will not tolerate the existence of this kind of behavior.

The roar of the dwarven master Thorin alarmed all the nobles who attended the buffet dinner, and when they heard Prince Wyatt's behavior, everyone's faces showed an angry look, who was Abel, he was the pride of Harvest City, the youngest master blacksmith in the whole continent, and a respected lord of war.

Viscount Dickens was also very angry at this time, it was he who brought Prince Wyatt to the dinner, and the prince's behavior made him lose face, and the most important thing for a nobleman is decency.

"Master Thorin, I just don't know the true price of magic weapons, I just have doubts about the price, and I don't mean to offend Master Abel. Seeing that things had developed a little out of control, Prince Wyatt said with a somewhat pale face.

If King Spender knew that Prince Wyatt had offended the Blacksmiths' Guild, he would definitely drive this son out of the palace as soon as possible, and even the title might not be granted, then Prince Wyatt would suddenly become an ordinary commoner from a prince, which was a result that he could not bear no matter what, but the attitude of the nobles of Harvest City towards him was indifferent, and the nobles were already at odds with the royal family.

"Master Abel, how to deal with this matter?" Although the dwarf master Thorin represents the Blacksmith Guild, this is Harry's castle, and he still has to ask Abel about his attitude.

"Master Thorin, today is Uncle Marshall's birthday, since His Royal Highness the Prince wants to buy it but doesn't know the value, then I will take out a newly forged magic weapon and give it to you to price, and ask His Royal Highness the Prince to buy it according to the price. "The two magic swords that Abel has recently forged are based on 120 practice swords, and they are made of intermediate rune ink, the output of magic effects is more stable, and the service life is longer, and as a dwarf master, Thorin will definitely know the value of these two magic swords, and Abel doesn't want to have a gap with the royal family on the occasion of the award, so he sells a magic sword at a normal price to end the matter.

"Master Abel, according to your wishes. The dwarven master Thorin thought that Abel didn't want to cause trouble for the blacksmith guild, so he wanted to resolve this contradiction, and couldn't help but admire this young blacksmith master.

Abel waved his hand to Lindsay, the butler, and came to his operation room to bring a magic greatsword, and after a while, Lindsey walked in with a knight's greatsword.

"Master Thorin, this is my most recent work, please correct me. Abel motioned for Lindsay to hand over the magic greatsword to the dwarven master Thorin.

The nobles on the side were all very curious to look at this magic sword, a magic greatsword of 20,000 gold coins, which was worth more than a castle, which made the nobles who were watching the whole thing very excited.

Dwarven Master Thorin took the magic greatsword, first approached the greatsword and carefully observed the blade of the greatsword, and then flicked his finger on the greatsword, with the flick of the dwarf master Thorin's finger, a burst of blue light flashed, and a layer of frost formed on his fingers.

Flicking his fingers, the dwarf master Thorin flicked his finger frost away, turned his head to look at Abel curiously and said: "Your achievements are more surprising than your age, this ice magic sword is much higher than the works of our magic weapon forging master, although the material is forged from ordinary iron ore, but the texture is beyond a hundred practices." ”

The nobles all around listened quietly to the introduction of the dwarven master Thorin, and this was a very rare opportunity to hear a dwarven master evaluate a weapon with their own ears.

Dwarven Master Thorin bowed slightly to Abel and said, "Glad you, Master Abel, you have found a way to forge stronger steel, and I will propose to the Blacksmiths Guild that this achievement be recorded in the Hall of Honor of the Blacksmith Guild." ”

The Hall of Honor of the Blacksmiths' Guild is a temple for all blacksmiths on the mainland, where the achievements created by all blacksmiths to improve their forging skills are recorded, and the records there are circulated by countless people and chanted by bards on the mainland.

"I was thinking about talking to you about this technology after dinner. Abel smiled back.

Dwarven Master Thorin saluted with a look of delight on his face, "It's my pleasure to discuss it with you!"

Picking up the magic greatsword again, he said to Lindsay, the butler, "Please bring me a piece of wood." ”

After a while, Lindsey called for a servant to bring a one-meter-long wooden stake and placed it in front of the dwarven master Thorin.

The dwarven master Thorin picked up the magic greatsword and slashed a sword on the stake, the force was not great, the sword only sank into the stake to a depth of one centimeter, and the frost surrounded the stake.

"The formula of the rune ink you use is more special, the effect is much higher than that of ordinary rune ink, I have seen the magic sword you made before, and I have also tested the magic sword made by my master, the magic channel of the magic sword you are forging now is much stronger than those magic sword, and the power is also greater, can you know the formula of the rune ink?"

"This ......" Abel was a little difficult to answer the question, the intermediate rune ink was synthesized by him with Heradic cubes, how could there be any recipe.

"I'm sorry, but I took the liberty of embarrassing Master Abel. Dwarf Master Thorin touched his beard a little embarrassed, it was really unreasonable to ask about other people's recipes, but when he saw the effect of the magic sword, he couldn't help but blurt out for a while, and he regretted it a little after asking.

Prince Wyatt's face was a little gloomy, and the words of the dwarven master Thorin made him feel that the master was targeting him, boasting about the magic weapon to increase the value of the weapon and make him spend more gold.

The city lord, Viscount Dickens, interjected with a smile and asked, "Master Thorin, how much is this magic greatsword worth?"

It was only then that the Dwarven Master Thorin remembered that he still had to evaluate the value of this magic weapon, and he estimated it in his mind, and then said, "This ice magic greatsword, my Thorin Oak Shield has estimated it at 50,000 gold coins. ”

As the dwarven master Thorin's appraisal ended, the nobles all looked at the magic greatsword in surprise, their eyes flashing with envy, greed, longing, and other expressions.

And Viscount Dickens curiously stepped forward and picked up the magic sword, waved it in his hand a few times, turned his head to Abel and asked, "Master Abel, how many have you built this time?"