Once you enter the Delvik house, you can see that it is a very characteristic house.

It is more appropriate to say that this is not so much a residence for residents as a blacksmith shop.

On the short way to the living room, you can see all kinds of large pieces of ore raw materials piled up on both sides, these raw materials are almost the size of half a normal person's body, and the small ones are like human heads, and they are piled up on the ground so haphazardly, as if there is no place to put this place as a warehouse, so that people need to carefully raise their legs and walk when passing by, avoiding these things on the ground.

I walked through the corridor like this, and when I came to the living room, I found that the living room was a unique look.

It's a blacksmith shop at all.

There was a large stove in the center of the living room, and next to it were bellows, and iron piers, and some of the tools for building were placed on these things.

All around, except for some dyes piled up in one corner, other places were piled up with all kinds of semi-finished metal blocks, large and small, filling most of the room, reflecting all kinds of light.

In such an atmosphere, a short, stocky and stocky fellow with very thick limbs sat by the fire, and behind him a tall, muscular man stood.

The man sitting there must have been Delvik.

This should be Delvik's short and fat man who looks about forty years old, his face is full of flesh and burnt yellow, his appearance is very rough and brutal, and his beard is so vigorous that he can't even see his mouth clearly.

Judging from his physiognomy and the surrounding arrangement, this Humpty Dumpty man should be more suitable for the kind of short gown with iron and open chest, but it may be because of the art festival that he is now wearing a very serious custom-made dress, which is wrapped around his body in a bulging bag, how to look at it and feel awkward, which confirms that wearing a dragon robe is not like the prince's sentence.

And then Norman knew why the men in front of him had left so quickly.

Norman and Humpty Dumpty first introduce themselves to Delvik, and then Norman reveals his intentions to him, hoping that he can help him find some materials.

“...... As I said earlier, I'm looking for some of those materials, so I'd like to get your help. ”

Norman made two brief points about the properties of the materials that Lancelot had told him, indicating his intentions.

The Knights Templar were not omnipotent in their world, at least not for the various mineral materials of the United Kingdom of Augustus.

The Knights Templar knew what kind of materials they needed, but they didn't know if there was the kind of material they needed in this world, and they didn't know what that kind of material was called in this world, so they needed Norman to go to a craftsman like Delvik for help, because these people were often very proficient in materials science, and only they had the best chance of accurately finding the corresponding materials with the description of the properties of the materials.

But as soon as Norman finally finished telling himself about his intentions, Delvik, who was sitting across from him, immediately refused: "I'm sorry, I'm too busy to help you." ”

Looking at Delvik's appearance, Norman even wondered if he had listened to what he had just said, so Norman repeated what he had just said, this time with the temptation of reward.

"Of course, I will not let you work in vain, Master, and I will pay you a satisfactory reward for this. ”

As he spoke, Norman took out the five rubies that Chen Qinghe had just given him from his arms, spread them out on his palm, and showed them to Delvik.

"If you can help me, then this 500 Quintalan gems will be yours. ”

500 Quintalan was not a big deal, Delvik grinned as he glanced at Norman's palm.

"Two hundred years ago, these diamonds might have been worth 500 quintalans, but when Mount Canwis erupted, the price of the diamonds plummeted. Guest, these fire diamonds in your hands are only worth a maximum of 15 Quintalan at most, so you should leave with your fire diamonds. ”

Norman's face froze.

Delvik was very detailed, and it didn't look like he was being tricked, so the things he had in his hands were only worth 15 quintalans? Did Chen Qinghe deliberately fool him or did he not even know the price of things because he hadn't done business with humans for too long? But in any case, 15 quintalans were not a tempting number for a craftsman who lived in a city where even many nobles had managed to settle down.

Of course, Delvik can tell the details of these rubies at a glance, the names they name, and even the historical prices and the reasons for their movements, which is enough to prove that he is indeed a master of materials.

"Please!"

The man behind Delvik walked up to Norman, made a gesture of invitation, and asked the two to leave.

Obviously, Delvik didn't plan to say anything to Norman and the two of them, and combined with the speed with which the men had left, it could be seen that the builder seemed to be impatient to communicate with the placers, and couldn't wait to get them away, but he didn't know why he simply closed his doors, perhaps because of the rules in the city.

Norman didn't know, he just knew that he could only obediently turn around and prepare to leave.

The temptation with money could not be achieved, and he also thought about using force.

Although the big man in front of him looked strong, he was not as good as him, and with Norman's current level of force, he was full of confidence in subduing this big man, even if he didn't use spells, he felt that it was easy to do, but he couldn't do it, after all, this is a city, and there are so many people outside, it would be too brain-dead for him to really do this.

I had to leave first, and think about any other way outside. If it really doesn't work, then we can only see in the middle of the night to see if we can take this builder away.

In just a few moments, Norman had already made up his mind about the captivity.

But Delvik's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Wait!"

Well?

Norman's heart moved, and he slowly turned around with Able and looked at Delvik.

The big man who drove them away was also stunned, and turned to look at Delvik.

Then the three of them saw that Delvik's eyes were focused on this side, but it was not Norman, the main master, but Abel on the side.

To be precise, it was focused on Abel's neck.