The Artisan Workshop is an existence that only Valhalla has, and you won't find such a large-scale organization in other magic academies that specializes in the manufacture of various equipment.

The Craftsman's Workshop, located in the inner ring of the Academy, is not only responsible for crafting the special weapons needed by those war mages, but also covers a large part of the production of special magic items in Yefaran City. Magic amplifiers, magic wands, and magic-related devices, as well as even eerie structures like the Forbidden Prison are also part of the Craftsman's business. It can be said that the all-encompassing business of the Craftsman's Workshop has won a lot of honors for Valhalla to some extent.

A preoccupied Malfoy took the one-eyed crocodile with the one-eyed crocodile eyeballs to the smoky artisan's workshop. If it weren't for Angelo's instructions, Malfoy would never have come to this noisy and noisy place.

The murky air was unacceptable, and Malfoy couldn't understand how the artisans who stayed here survived. If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that you will die in these exhaust gases full of a large number of harmful substances in a few days.

Since Malfoy rarely came here, he didn't know the great craftsman Makrov, who had been staying in the artisan's workshop and hadn't been out for more than ten years. Led by the Tinkerer's Guard, he made his way through the still burning stoves and the place filled with various metal objects to the outside of a room full of tools and utensils.

"Are you there, Lord Makrov?" the guard shouted in awe.

"Busy, what do you say quickly, get out of the way for me after speaking, don't get in the way of me doing business. A hoarse voice came from within. From this old voice, Malfoy sensed that the master craftsman he had never met was an old man with a foul temper.

After receiving the reply from the master craftsman, the guard said with confidence: "Mr. Malfoy, the vice-president of Angelo, said that he has something important to look for you. ”

"I'm not free, I'm busy waiting!" the old voice stopped, "It's Angelo's student?

The voice of self-talk did not care about the two people outside the door at all, and after hesitating for a while, the master craftsman Makrov said, "Let him in." ”

Malfoy walked in, only to find that the master craftsman was a dwarf. However, compared to ordinary dwarves, the master craftsman in front of him did not have the same long beard as those dwarves. If Malfoy hadn't seen some of the other dwarven traits, he would have seen the man in front of him as a funny-looking bad old man.

"Put away your surprise. "I won't be the only dwarf to shave off that proud beard. My job doesn't allow those obstructive beards to sweep around on some precision apparatus that would mess up my job. ”

Makrov's self-deprecation made Malfoy relax his tense nerves, and he took out the box that Angelo handed him to the master craftsman: "This is what Mr. Angelo asked me to give to you." He said you can open it and see what to do. ”

He didn't need to open Makrov to know what was in this small box, he took the box and suddenly sighed and said: "Hey, I didn't expect to use this thing, Angelo seems to really want to gamble everything." ”

Although Malfoy was deeply suspicious of the great craftsman's somewhat unusual demeanor, he also couldn't help but ask why there was such a change in Makrov. Malfoy understood that the teacher was going to gamble everything.

Because Angelo, who is left with only one of Katrina's relatives, will not give up any chance, as long as there is a way to free his daughter from the control of the demons, he will try.

Makrov realized his gaffe, he coughed lightly and said: "You go back and tell Angelo, I will get what he wants for him in two days, and I will send someone to his house, you go back first." ”

Malfoy thanked him and left the smoky artisan's workshop, the kind of place he didn't want to stay in for a moment.

Outside the academy's arsenal at Valhalla, Yekov was leisurely humming an unknown melody. The melodious melody is like a lark flying happily on the edge of the clouds, which makes the surrounding air also fill with the smell of spring.

Angelo, carrying two goblets and a bottle of red wine, quietly arrived, standing quietly, not wanting to disturb the old man's Yaxing in front of him. What's more, this unknown melody sounds like that, and Angelo hasn't seen the person in front of him so leisurely for a long time.

"Oh, you're here. Yekov, who had finished the song, noticed Angelo's coming, and half-opened his eyes found the red wine in Angelo's hand, "Ah, I brought wine with me, I really didn't expect it." ”

Yekov, who was a heavy drinker, immediately sat up and snatched the bottle of red wine without thinking.

"In such a hurry, aren't you worried that this is a killer wine?" Angelo said with a smile.

"What is the wine of desperation? For the sake of wine, the old man will not even ask for his life. In a couple of clicks, Yekov pulled out the oak cork of the red wine. He quickly poured himself a glass and drank it all, only to find that Angelo was indifferent.

"What's the matter, why don't you have a drink. Yekov suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and recalled what Angelo had just said, and realized that the person in front of him was not joking.

"What's the matter, you don't really want to poison my old man. Jekov half-jokingly probed that he wanted to know why Angelo was drinking with him today, and that there must be an ulterior motive.

"I have prepared the vessel for the sacrificial summons, and some other preparations have been completed, and I hope to have your help. Angelo said word by word, the sincerity on his face was enough to move everyone.

"You're not really going to prepare for that ritual, are you?" Yekov's smile turned a little bleak, "You must know that you are not going to face a simple monster like those high-level demonic beasts in the wild, it is a demon from the abyss." ”

"I don't care, even if it's the Abyss Lord, I'm going to give it a try. Angelo said. A fearless look appeared on his face, and he had already decided to kill the demon that even a legendary ** master would not dare to provoke easily.

Yekov was silent, he poured another glass of wine and drank it down, the expression on his face no longer frivolous as before.

Angelo looked at the old man in front of him and said with a smile: "What's the matter, the famous Warcraft Hunter Yekov is also scared, this is not like your usual style." ”

"Phew, don't tease the old man, few people dare to touch the existence of those abysses, it's normal for me to have some concerns. Yekov, who was already drunk, became a little excited at the moment, "I'm almost seventy years old, and I'm content in this life." He has killed people, slaughtered monsters, and even tried the feat of slaying dragons. If I can face up to the devils hiding in the abyss of a thousand pupils, it will be a good challenge. ”

From this tone, Angelo could already hear that the person in front of him was already tempted: "You have to think about it, this is a very risky gamble." ”

"You have given me the wine that the King of Bohemia has given you, am I too embarrassed to refuse?" said Yekov, half-squinting. He had already guessed that the two glasses of wine just now were his friend's most precious treasures. As a good friend of Angelo, he knew exactly what the bottle meant to Angelo.

Angelo smiled miserably and said, "I didn't expect that after so many years, you still remember the wine that the King of Bohemia gave us. It's a pity that you drank it on the spot, and I thought you had forgotten the taste of the wine. ”

Yekov's thin face suddenly flashed with an unusual light: "How could I forget the taste of the best wine, I almost guessed when I unscrewed the lid just now." ”

"Okay, let's not talk about it so much. Angelo filled himself with a glass, "I hope you and I can slay that damn demon once and for all." ”

"A must!"

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