For hunters, a good weapon and a good set of armor can often save their lives in a variety of commissions, especially in St. Gallen, a huge city with thousands of hunters, where countless people come and go to the blacksmith every day to buy, sell, and repair weapons and armor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Rodin carried Erwin's sword on his back and went straight to a hut with closed doors and windows in the west side of St. Gallen.

"Hingio's blacksmith's shop", the handwriting on the door number is crawling with rust marks and dirt, there are a few cobwebs hanging between the eaves and the windows, and the open space in front of the door is covered with dirty dust and fallen leaves, obviously no one has taken care of it for a long time.

The knock on the door continued for a long time, and no one responded.

"Damn, isn't Master Singio no longer living here?

He reluctantly slapped his left palm with his right fist, and an old voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Young man, Master Singio hasn't opened the furnace for a long time, don't waste your efforts, leave. “

"Huh?" that appeared in his sight was a gray-haired, hunched old woman. The old woman struggled to cluble her crutches, her orange-peeled face and ears were sharp and thin, the pupils in the eyelids were cloudy and dim, and the whole person exuded a sense of decay that had little time to spare.

This is a long-lived elf of an ancient race, and is clearly older than a normal human.

Rodin hurriedly rushed over and respectfully held one of the old woman's hands.

"Old man, do you know where Master Singio has moved?"

"Ahem...... What a sensible child, you came to the old thing to fix the guy on his back, right? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, the old thing has been abandoned for a long time, the skills are unfamiliar, and it is not the original master for a long time. ”

"Do you mean that Master Singio has retired, and do you know where he lives now, and I have been asked to see him. ”

"Oh, who remembers this old thing?"

"I live in the Noble Prairie Flint Department, and I was asked by Teacher Lexa to come to greet me. “

"Ahh

He finally ...... But why didn't he come by himself?"

"Young man, go a mile further to the east, there is a casino there, and the old thing should be in it, and you repeat what you just said to him, and it depends on the will of heaven to see if it is done. With that, she ignored Rodin and forcefully shook his hand away, "You go, I'm going to go back and think about something." Then he walked into the house opposite the blacksmith's shop.

Yalin Casino, crowded with people, noisy and boiling, body odor, tobacco smell mixed with mixed strange smells, smoked people almost out of breath. From time to time, you can see the naked men shouting desperately, and the hot maids in revealing bodies are walking around selling drinks, and there is one common denominator here, the gamblers are staring at the gambling game without blinking, with crazy and deep anticipation suppressed in their eyes. But the vast majority of gamblers can only look at the shriveled money bag angrily and unwillingly and mumble a few words, and only a few win money with a smile on their faces.

Rodin covered his nose and walked around the hundreds of casinos, and finally saw the suspected target in one corner - an old man with gray hair on his back and a bear's waist. The sleeveless leather jacket on the upper body of the old man showed dark yellow muscles, his arms were green and knotted, the thickness of ordinary thighs, and the wrinkled pants on his lower body were covered with dust and dirt, which looked extremely sloppy.

Rodin gently patted the other man on the back, and suddenly a burning pain from the bee's needle rushed into his arm along the point of contact, and the arm retracted like lightning.

The blood in the body of "Hiss ......" pulsates spontaneously, and the spirit must quickly digest and decompose the power of the foreign blood.

"Where did you come from, stinky boy, your hands are not honest, and you want to steal my old man's things and you are a little more tender!" The old man turned around, revealing a strange face—the lines on his head and between his eyebrows were like mountains and rivers, but the rest of his skin was smooth and flat, especially a huge nose and long pointed ears were very striking.

Rodin was stunned, "You are Master Hingio?"

"What Master Singio, I haven't heard of this person, play by yourself, don't affect my interest!"

The old man denied it disapprovingly, but the ruffian gambler at the same table as him joked, "Old Cingio, could it be that this young man is here to collect your debts?"

"Nonsense. The old man blushed and angrily reprimanded Rodin, "Young man, I don't know you, and I'm not interested in your intentions, get out of my sight quickly, otherwise you won't blame me for being polite!"

"I am from the noble prairie and have been instructed by Teacher Lexa......"

"Follow me!" Zingio interrupted him, striding out of the casino.

"You said you are the apprentice of that old guy in Lexa, what evidence do you have?" the old man's eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement.

Rodin smiled happily and took the statue of the swordsmith in his hand and showed it to the other party.

The old man grabbed the statue, his expression changed, his lips trembled lightly, and after a long time, he sighed, "After thirty years, that old guy is finally willing to contact me......"

He began to examine Rodin, and his eyes looked like a knife hidden, which made him shiver, and for a moment, he frowned and said, "You are the heir to his mantle? ”

"Show me the guy in your backpack!"

Rodin was surprised, "I didn't say anything, and you all know at a glance what I'm here for?"

"It looks like you've met my old sister, it seems that she still can't let go!"

"Boy, for a master forger, no sword can be hidden. Especially the hundred-year-old fellow in your baggage, and a mile away I could smell the scent of star iron, blood jade, and magic rock steel. “

"And you promised to fix Elwyn for me?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" the old man was not at all polite.

Rodin was silently speechless and handed over the burden, and without seeing the old man make any movements, a thick red color suddenly poured out and rolled up the burden, and Erwin, who was broken into several pieces, was firmly suspended in the void in front of the two of them.

"Extremely skillful, stronger than me, not inferior to Lexa in the slightest. ”

Singio squinted his eyes, and countless finger-thick red snakes followed his mind along the body of the broken sword, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said with a little regret,

"Originally, Elwyn was about to give birth to a trace of spirituality, but it was directly destroyed by the crushing of the legendary sword, and the material of the sword body became full of holes. Not to mention the consumption required for repair, even if it is repaired, it is far from the previous quality. In my opinion, you better not fix it, I have a sword here that is not inferior to it, for the sake of Lexa's face......"

Zingio gave him a rare inquiring look.

Rodin gritted his teeth and insisted, "Erwin was destroyed by resisting a fatal blow for me, so I just dropped it and found another sword?"

The old man was silent, and quietly showed a light smile.

"Yes, the sword has a spirit, and only by treating it with sincerity can you be eligible for its recognition. “

"I forgot to mention that while Elwin doesn't do much to repair it, if he were to be reforged, it would have a very different ending. ”

"Recast?" Rodin looked at the old man curiously.

"That is, use Erwyn's remnant sword as a material to reforge a sword that is more suitable for you and of better quality. That's the best way to do it right now. What do you think?"

"Use Erwin as a material and give it a new lease of life?" he remembered for no reason the organ transplant in his previous life, the continuation of life on another level.

"So why not let Erwin continue in this way?"

He bowed respectfully to the old man, "Just ask Master Singio to reforge Elwin!"

"Well, it's good that you understand!" said the old man, but he threw the burden back to Rodin, and in the face of his surprised eyes, he said disdainfully, "I have already told you the method, now you can go to a clever swordsmith and forge a sword for you!"

"Huh?"

"Anything else? I never promised you to forge a sword for you, and that offer just now was already an extra favor for Lexa's sake. The old man has not touched a casting hammer for more than ten years, and his skills are unfamiliar, and he no longer has the means to forge a sword. You can ask Gao Ming to go again, don't delay me to have fun!"

Rodin was unwilling, "As long as you promise to forge a sword for me, if you have any requirements, just ask!"

"Let's go, I don't have any requirements for you, and you don't bother me!"

After the old man finished speaking, he quickly returned to the casino with his head held high, as if he was gambling with someone, and he won.

He clenched his fists, "Why doesn't this strange old man follow the script at all, I can't force it with his force." But I didn't believe him, and my sister didn't do anything. “

That old woman was far more excited to hear Lexa's name than Hingio!