Twenty or thirty blades of various types lay quietly in the canopy of the carriage, the cold light overflowing, and the edges were staggered.

However, what is uncomfortable is that so many weapons do not even have a scabbard, they are placed together in a mess, and the body of each sword is covered with mysterious magic patterns, so directly exposed to the air, faintly hooking the magical energy in the underworld.

In addition, there are some small objects scattered around in a mess, looking like a pile of worthless junk parts, only the occasional flash of magic light indicates their preciousness and extraordinary.

Trump looked at this scene with some distress, and couldn't help chattering: "Even if you are too lazy to take care of it, you can put it neatly, aren't you afraid of breaking the blade······?" If my teacher sees you treat magic weapons like this, he will definitely look for you desperately······"

As he spoke, he had carefully picked up a short sword with a cold light and cold, and carefully observed the magic patterns on the sword's body.

"Intermediate Core Demon Array, Woo~, have you actually mastered the enchantment inscription of this difficulty? You little ghost is really going to scare people to death······ , the passive effect of solidity, sharpness, silencing······ , the primary Ripping Blade of the active effect······ , a zero-level wind blade technique that can be activated once in fifteen minutes······ It's really a good baby, and your craft has improved a lot. ”

Latis smiled slightly, noncommittal for his praise.

He didn't wonder why an ordinary blacksmith could see the effect of weapon enchantment through the magic pattern, because he knew the origin of this guy in his previous relationship.

Although Trump is just a blacksmith, he once worked as an apprentice in a large forging workshop under the dwarven blacksmith - Sorog Stone Hammer, and once learned the basic embryo production of magic weapons, although he has no magical talent to learn and can't enchant magic, but his vision is very vicious, not to mention these clear magic inscriptions, even weapons that have been hidden by magic patterns, he can identify the enchantment effect, Latis will choose him as a partner, and there are also factors that take a fancy to this - At least every time a weapon is delivered, he doesn't have to go through the trouble of introducing the specific effects of each weapon one by one.

After looking at a few weapons, he moved the blades into the blacksmith's shop one by one as usual, and put them away in different categories, even the other alchemy items.

He would also dispose of the other alchemy items for Radis, as he had already agreed, and the owners of several magic item shops in the town were all his acquaintances.

After unloading, Trump took out a leather bag full of gold coins and gems, and handed it to Latis happily: "This is the money for the weapons that have been sold before, most of them have been replaced with magic gems according to your requirements, and I have already prepared the materials you want, do you want to load them in the car now?"

Latis took his pocket, weighed it heavily, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I haven't been here for a while, do you want to go and have a drink together?" ”

Trump pouted and said, "It's actually quite boring to drink with a little kid who can only drink juice······"

"Don't worry about these little details, I'll drink with you when I grow up, the main thing is to catch up, and by the way, there are some things I want to ask you. ”

"Okay, you bolt the carriage here, and I'll close the door first. ”

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Leaving the blacksmith shop together, the two walked through several alleys and into the family's bustling mercenary bar.

Originally, Trump took into account Lades's age and was going to take him to a slightly cleaner restaurant, but Lades asked to come here, although Trump didn't understand his thoughts, but he didn't care about anything, anyway, Lades had a treat, and he could go wherever he wanted.

In fact, for Radis, compared to the quiet and tidy restaurant, the mercenary bar that inevitably appeared in various fantasy literary works in his previous life is a more otherworldly place, and he has never been to this kind of place since he crossed over, and his strong curiosity drove him to appreciate what the so-called mercenary bar looks like.

In fact, this bar called the copper cauldron is indeed completely in line with the impression in his heart, it can only be said that it is a place dedicated to serving mercenaries and adventurers, and the relatively spacious space is already full of guests dressed as mercenaries, and they gather in groups of three or five to form a table, talking to each other without any scruples, and the noisy voices and the sound of wine glasses colliding are endless, completely covering up the crackling sound of firewood burning in the fireplace.

The combination of a man and a child looked very strange here, and as soon as the two entered the door, they attracted everyone's attention, and Latis could feel that the eyes of many of them fell on him tightly, and he didn't even have to think about what it was.

It's nothing more than a mixture of greed and jealousy, and for these blood-licking guys, the value of Latis is indeed attractive enough, but the umbrella behind him also makes them dare not mess around.

Heh, you all know me, it seems that my popularity in the town is still quite high, and sure enough, it was too big a fuss before.

A contemptuous smile appeared on Lades' face, and he didn't take them to heart - although these guys were greedy, they were also aware of current affairs, and they had learned from the past, and they didn't dare to mess around when they understood the gap between the two sides, and even if they only relied on their own combat power, the current Radis didn't think much of them anyway.

Perhaps they recognized Trume, or they had put away their greed, most of the mercenaries just glanced at it and withdrew their gaze, leaving only some novices who didn't know the origin of Latis who were surprised that a child came to such a place, but were still staring curiously.

The two didn't care, they looked around and sat down at a table that was already occupied but not yet full, the two young people were still looking at each other, Trum's face was already sinking, and his rough face put on an extremely vicious, fierce expression, and the aura of the official professional level warrior was even more shameless to envelop the two innocent young mercenaries, so frightened that their faces turned white, and they got up and left in a panic, and even forgot to pay for the drink, or Laces stopped the bar owner who was about to chase him out, and put the account on himself.

"I've smelled your stinky iron from afar, and your temper is even more stinky, and this is the thirty-second time you've driven away my guest, and for the sake of this generous little brother, I won't bother with you, what do you want? Or is it the old rules? Cheap and inferior beer? Or is it an expired Rondi mixed with water?"

Dressed in a decent shirt and combing his shiny back, the tall, thin and slender middle-aged boss came to the two of them with the menu, smiled kindly at Latis, and then sarcastically mocked Trump with an expressionless face and unforgiving mouth.

He looked more like a shrewd butler in a noble family than the owner of a mercenary bar, which surprised Radides, but what made him more concerned was his silent swiftness and steady movements, in which none of the wandering robbers Latides had ever encountered seemed to be comparable to him.

The two seem to have known each other for a long time, and they are probably still the kind of good friends who can joke with each other at will, and Trum slapped the table and yelled at his mockery: "Fart, you are a poor ghost who can't afford to drink! When did Lao Tzu order those things?! Twenty bottles of flaming rum, good food and meat are put on me, if you dare to add water to the wine, Lao Tzu will lift your black-hearted bar!"

"A lot of grades and drinking spirits can't burn you. The boss lowered his eyebrows and glanced at him, ignored his clamour, and asked Lades, "What does the little brother want?"

Lades thought the two guys were quite interesting, and when he heard his inquiry, he chuckled and replied, "Juice will do, and it would be great if there was also a medium-rare black pepper steak." ”

"Of course, the steak is absolutely fresh, please wait a moment. ”

After ordering the wine and food, the boss bowed slightly and then turned to leave, Trump pursed his lips and muttered to Latis disdainfully: "Don't look at other people's dog-like appearances, in fact, his stomach is full of bad water, and his heart is very black, but he is also a famous snake here, well-informed, what happened in this town can't escape his ears, if you want to inquire about anything in the future, you can find him, for my sake, he won't dare to kill you." ”

"Hehe~, it turns out that this bar is still in the intelligence business. ”

Laceus smiled, but it wasn't too surprising, after all, the buying and selling of information in the mercenary bar was not new, and it was reasonable.

"It's the same in any bar, but he's a little better versatil······ Not to mention that, I don't think you have anything to inquire about. The clay quenching method you said last time is quite effective, although it is only suitable for the creation of single-edged swords, but it does improve the hardness of the blade and the toughness of the blade, in other words, where did you get so many forging tricks, is this a secret formula for the mage?"

In response to his question, Laceis only said perfunctorily: "You know, I usually like to read, and I learned it from books. ”

In his previous life, he had a hobby of collecting sword crafts, and he still had some understanding of the forging methods circulating on the earth, although this world of force supremacy has far more forging technology for weapons than the earth, but the stones of his mountain can attack jade, and some skills and methods can still have a good effect, and he learned the forging techniques of this world from Trume, and he doesn't mind sharing these irrelevant knowledge.

I don't know if Trump guessed his lie, he just suddenly sighed: "Actually, if you can't be a full-fledged mage, it's good to be a forger, your spell ······ It's called the Mage's Hand, right? It's a very convenient thing to make iron, and it's the first time I've seen anyone use a spell to strike iron······"

Radix couldn't help but laugh speechlessly.

What are you kidding, learning forging is just to cooperate with the experiment, how can you let a good mage not do it, and become a Laoshzi forging master?

Moreover, what does it mean to be a full-fledged mage? Lao Tzu has a bright future, don't you curse me for being good?

Also, do you think that even if you are a mage apprentice, you can use the mage's hand to raise a large and small hammer to strike iron for a long time without interruption? Even if anyone else could do it, who else would be so boring except me?

"If I really can't be a mage, I'll consider becoming a master blacksmith. ”

"Cut~, stinky little ghost, do you think it's so easy to become a master forge? Let's build a legendary blade first. ”

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