The civilization of each race has its own unique characteristics and secrets that are unknowable to outsiders, and the same is true for elves.

Barrett watched as the old elven craftsman 'Querion' poured the metal in the box called 'Activated Mithril' into the center of the round table, and then used a spell to light up the strange and intricate pattern on the round table.

"I don't know how he did it, or what force he used in the process. The little mage tilted his head sideways and said to Barrett, "It's not magic anyway, I don't feel the slightest fluctuation in mana. And the patterns on the table aren't magic runes, because I don't know any of them. Kreese spoke softly, but still very clearly in the silence.

"Shhh......h The brute thought of a word used by the elven craftsmen. He refocused his attention on the 'ritual', and by the time Querion had taken out another piece of ordinary Mithril the size of a plum, and tossed it to the liquid metal in the center of the round table.

The liquid metal slowly enveloped the entire Mithril inside, and it slowly squirmed, like a stomach in a state of digestion. This scene made Barrett involuntarily think of the flesh puppet 'Meat Ball', and there are many similarities between the two eating methods.

Querion reached out and pointed at the crystals that were gathering the moonlight in midair, and then the moonlight from the crystals became brighter. At the same time, the creeping of the liquid metal is more intense.

"Let me ask you, have you ever seen a circus?" said the elven craftsman suddenly, "the kind of show in an enclosed field with beasts, throwing knives, and jugglers. ”

"Circus?" Barrett and the little mage looked at each other, "Of course I did, what's wrong?"

"In the circus, when the trainer trains the beast, he usually uses food to induce it. If the beast succeeds in an action that you want it to do, you'll need to feed it some food as a reward. Gradually, the beast will become more and more obedient and will perform all kinds of performances according to your ideas. "It's also crucial that the beast doesn't go hungry, or it may go back and find the 'reward' it wants." ”

Was he gossiping about the circus, or was he referring to 'activated Mithril'? Barrett couldn't tell.

"Do you need to give this 'beast' in front of you a little extra 'reward'?" Querion pointed to the Activated Mithril on the Round Table, which was a full circle larger than before.

It seems that he said the latter, "Bonus, you mean ore?" Barrett asked.

"That's right!" Quillion nodded, "It's big enough to repair your broken sword, but you can still feed it ore to make the repaired sword more powerful than before." If it works out in the end. ”

"What kind of ore is fine?"

"Anything is fine, but not too many of them, otherwise the size and weight of the swords will increase a lot, and the variety should not be too mixed, preferably no more than two. "You know, many alloys don't even have the same properties as a single pure metal. I'm referring to the manufacturing of weapons. ”

Barrett thought for two seconds, and took out a palm-sized piece of adamantite gold from the spatial ring, as well as two metal ingots that shimmered back and forth between pink and indigo.

Adamantite was given by a dwarf he rescued in the underground crystal cavern, who belonged to the Mithril Light organization in Forge Rock City. In addition to the Adamantite, the dwarves also gave Barrett the emblem of the organization for follow-up communication.

Adamantite is extremely stubborn, not only hard, but also extremely resistant to flames, acids, corrosion, etc. It is difficult to melt in a regular blacksmith's furnace, and it is usually only shaped by a molten fire in the center of the ground, or a powerful magic flame. However, it seems that the activated Mithril in front of him can do the same.

The two Shining Steel Bars came from the ownerless Lich Tower on the Negative Energy Plane. The properties of this metal are "restored", and even if the equipment made from it is completely shattered, as long as all the pieces are gathered together, the pieces can be put together and reverted to their original state after a short period of time.

"Are these extra 'rewards' okay?" Barrett spread the metal into the palms of both hands.

The elven craftsman identified the metal in the barbarian's hand, "Pure gold, Yaogang...... It seems that this guy's last meal was quite hearty. He brightened the moonlight again, "You can feed it yourself." By the way, Yaogang only needs one piece, and if there is too much of this alloy, it may reduce the hardness of the longsword. ”

Barrett followed the elven mage's instructions and tossed the adamantite gold and a piece of steel ingot to the violently wriggling activated Mithril in the center of the platform. He wasn't sure if it would bite, as the elven craftsman Quillion hadn't touched it the whole time, so he hadn't planned to touch it.

"Is this thing alive?" the little mage asked suddenly.

"Life? no. The elven craftsman replied. "We can say that a person, a tree, or a river is alive, or we can say that a work of literature, a beautiful sculpture, or even a piece of melodious music is alive. But in the perception and definition of elves, this thing does not count. ”

"Why?" asked Krees, curious, "isn't this kind of moving thing as good as a non-moving sculpture?" ”

"Yes, like the Construct Golems, we don't think they're animate, no matter how active they are, even if they can fly into the sky. The elven craftsman replied, "At least, that's what we elves think. ”

Leave that out of the way, Barrett interrupted the off-the-line conversation, "What's next? Master Quillion?"

"Give me your sword. The elven craftsman said. He took the unformed 'Iron Bride' and put it in front of him to examine it again, "Next, it is up to it to become a beast tamer who controls the beast, or whether it will be treated as a reward to become the beast's belly." With that, Querion pressed the broken 'Iron Bride' against the activated Mithril.

The liquid metal opened its 'big mouth' and took a bite through the middle of the sword. Then, the elven craftsman softly chanted a series of mantras like sacrifices, with a bit of ancient savage atmosphere.

The moonlight from the diamond-shaped crystals in mid-air flickered and dimmed, and the patterns on the round platform disappeared. Driven by an unknown force, the activated Mithril did not swallow the sword in the middle of the sword, but began to slowly stretch to the sides, like a thin film, slowly covering the entire 'Iron Bride'.

The process proceeded extremely slowly, and after about a cup of tea, the elven craftsman stopped chanting and stopped his movements, "If, after a quarter of an hour, it still does not take shape, but begins to return to its original liquid state, it means that the repair is about to fail." ”

"Are there any successful examples?" asked the little mage.

"Yes, but very little. After all, there are not many traditional weapons that need to be repaired in this way, and it is even rarer to be willing to make this trip for their own weapons, and to get the same from Queen Valankole. "If it weren't for the fact that this longsword is so fragile, the dwarves in Forge would have a more effective and safer way to repair it intact." ”

The little mage glanced at Barrett and then at the center of the platform, "Has anyone else repaired a weapon this way?"

"The most recent time it was the sword of one of the kings of your human kingdom 'Perero', but that was hundreds of years ago, and it wasn't a ritual I presided over. "Another time I was impressed by a knight who came to repair a weapon. Strangely, I always felt that that person did not belong in our world. The knight wanted to repair a very special spear, which was much more damaged than the sword, and I asked him why he didn't get a new one, and he said to me, "No, he's going to use this spear...... Day by day?"

"Ritian? Did I hear me right? Are you sure the knight said that?" Chris seemed surprised by the strange word.

"I'm not sure about that. "Because that's what I asked, but the knight didn't repeat his answer to me." ”

The young mage and the elven craftsman whispered in their ears, but Barrity's attention was all focused on the 'Iron Bride' covered in liquid metal.

For some reason, he didn't feel anxious, and he wasn't nervous at all, as if success in the end was a normal thing. This may be due to the fact that the 'Iron Bride' has broken once before, and it has been successfully repaired.

A quarter of an hour was longer than he had imagined, and Barrett wanted to take out his pocket watch to take a look, but held back. I don't know how long it took, but the activated Mithril, which had spread out into a thin film in the center of the round table, actually began to have a tendency to clump.

"Alas. The sigh of the elven craftsman Quillion came to his ears, "It may be ......"

Nothing was possible, and Barrett shook the Iron Bride without hesitation.

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