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This is the beast, which it never had,

They don't know it, but they always love—

Love its actions, its posture, its long neck,

Until the brilliance of that silent gaze.

It is true that there is no zài. But because he loved it, he became

A pure beast. They throw space away forever.

But in that transparent, saved space

It lifts its head gently, and it hardly needs to

Save zài. They raise it without grains,

Only use it forever to save the possibility of zài.

This may give the beast so much strength,

so that one horn was born on the top of its forehead.

It walked towards a young girl with a white body—

Reflected in the silver mirror and in her bosom.

The elven poet flicked the harp, played the last string of notes, and then stooped to salute, to which Villelit and the other connoisseurs applauded not very warmly, but sincerely. The poet gave up his instrument, and immediately there was a new elf singing.

After a night of partying, the air over the green capital is clear, the elves forget their troubles for a while, and inspiration springs up like mushrooms after a rain. Most of the poems are dedicated to princesses and unicorns, but there are also a few depictions of the MONOCULUS and the golden dragon, and Villetel is happy to see that the temple's grip on the people has been loosened.

Someone beckoned in the distance, and Villerett immediately quietly withdrew from the crowd.

"What's wrong?"

Wearing a hood, Drusilia took her close friend's hand and left. "I've been looking for you for a while, and I'm going to the palace, where my father and the master craftsman have been there all morning. ”

As one of the protagonists of the parade, Drusilia doesn't know how long she has been torn between elven mead and lyre song and dance. At noon the next day, he patted his head with sleepy eyes, and actually forgot his original purpose. Both the unicorn and the Midsummer Eve parade were just a bonus, and the most important thing was the weapons in the name of thanksgiving.

Passing through the palace's doors, a well-guarded room stands out. The princess pulled down her hood, and the wary guards let her in. Who are these rangers guarding against? It's really intriguing.

As soon as they entered the door, the two ladies were taken aback, 1o only one person high, one meter wide gray and white large box in a circle. At the center of the circle are the Elven King and the Elven Wizard Master, several Ranger generals in full armor comparing their weapons with the dragon's weapons.

Drusilia was even more surprised when she touched the box, it was not wood but metal, it was cold and hard to the touch, and the surface was very smooth.

"Iron?"

"No, it's steel. Wellright corrected that she had dealt with the dwarves for decades, "and judging by the color, it is the result of repeated training of the finest iron-rich ore." ”

It's not so much a box as a cabinet. The steel cabinet has two doors that are the same as the wardrobe. Drusilia pulled hard, and suddenly her eyes were full of cold light, and her hairs stood on end. Arrow clusters, all of which are arrow clusters, diamond-shaped, cone-shaped, triangular ...... Many of the arrows that the elven princess has seen are 1 bundle for every 1o pieces, and 1 drawer for 5 bundles. And such a steel drawer has 2o layers from top to bottom. When the door is opened, the mechanical spring inside is pulled, and the 2O layer slowly pops out like blooming mille-feuille petals, layer by layer.

Violet marveled at the mechanism as delicate as the claybox, while Drusilia paid more attention to the metal in her eyes. She recognized only three types of arrows, the most commonly used diamond-shaped arrows, the sharp, slender but less lethal armor-piercing arrows, and the ringing arrows for signaling. Pull one out casually, this is a peculiar concave crescent-shaped arrow cluster, the two tips of the crescent moon are forward, this shape can't even kill a hare, right?

"It's not for hunting. Ramsile's habit of popping out from behind provoked Willett to give him a roll of the eye. "The crescent arrow has a large cutting width and is specially designed to deal with all kinds of ropes, which is more common in naval battles. ”

"What about this one?" The shape of the cone, with two fingers in diameter at its thickest point.

"Horse arrows. Horses and other riding beasts have thick muscles, and ordinary arrows are not very useful, so use this to expand the shape of the wound; this is a Mitsubishi arrow, and the barbs and blood grooves on it can provide good armor piercing and lethality, and our craftsmen have made a batch of them before, but the craftsmanship and cost are too high, and this ......"

Ramsile's treasures were counted, and Drusilia listened attentively. In fact, she prefers poetry and musical instruments to murder objects, but she pays more attention to her own responsibilities.

The princess's eyes lit up, the bottom of the cabinet did not pop out, and the surface of the drawer was engraved with the words of the Tia Elf: +1 Mithril Alloy Enchantment.

+1 Enchantment?inexplicable term. Drusilia opened it and saw that the drawer was covered with velvet, and there were only 1o arrows on it, and the whole arrow was not a cluster of arrows. From the shaft to the feather of the arrow there is a faint light. The princess shielded herself from the sunlight to confirm that the light was emitted by the arrow itself.

The shape of the arrow cluster is very curious, and the spiral-shaped cone reminds Drusilia of Hora. But the spiral cone was thicker than a horse arrow, and it was conceivable that it would be powerful to spin and tear through armor and flesh, but only if it could shoot it, and an arrow of this size would pierce the ground like a bird with broken wings when it left the bowstring.

Drusilia picked one up and was amazed, it was the same weight as a normal arrow. She handed the arrow to Willett, and the businesswoman shook it, pointing to the word "Mithril Alloy" and said, "I think it's a metal I've never seen before, and its lightness makes the dwarves bite off their tongues, so I don't know how strong it is." ”

"Then take it out and test the target......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a crisp sound of blades colliding. In the center of the circle, the short Master Elven Wizard stands out. Elven wizards are a heritage unique to Tia's Forest, who are half blacksmiths and half artists. Unlike dwarves and humans who relied on huge furnaces and hammers, the Wizards were more adept at crafting weapons using the proportions of various metal components and the fantastic variations of hot and cold conversions, often with refined and sharp craftsmanship but lacking scale.

At this time, the elderly master of the Wizard Craftsman held up a glimmering short sword in one hand, and the weapon equipped by the Ranger in the other. The two blades struck, the first one cracked open, and the second warrior's weapon was cut in two, while the dragon's short sword left only shallow scratches. The rangers were pleasantly surprised to pass the dagger back and forth, eager to put it in their scabbards.

The master craftsman pointed the broken blade to the elf king in annoyance: "Your Majesty, look at this blade, this is definitely not a matter of materials and craftsmanship! Although the forging techniques are different, the purpose is the same - to create the ideal toughness and hardness. And materials are even more impossible, even if they are metals other than salaphim, they must follow the basic laws of metal: hard ones have poor plasticity, good ones have soft textures, and good textures are not wear-resistant. Even if the materials and craftsmanship are swung to the extreme, it is impossible to cut them off with two blows without collapsing. It's out of the realm of forging, and it's an area that I don't know or the whole of Saraphim...... Ah, Leah is here. ”

"Master. Drusilia smiled and said hello, the Wizard Leader is a diehard loyalist of the Elf King, and he is also an elder who watched the princess grow up, and the relationship is very close.

"It's just in time, look at this '+1 Iron Enchanted Shortsword'. The master craftsman pointed to a drawer in the steel cabinet and said, the steel cabinet was full of weapons, long and short swords, small hammers, and so on. There was also a layer of velvet-covered "special" daggers.

"I know every word, but I don't understand it at all. You know the most about the dragon and may be able to explain. ”

"It's magic. Drusilia said, but the Elven King and the others were not satisfied with the ethereal term, and stared at the princess hoping to explain further.

Drusilia pondered the language over and over again, trying not to seem too "fairytale". "The magic of the Flame Mage is more ...... than the legend has Diverse, he can control the flames, and he can also fly around with a large group of unicorns. I want to have special spells on this batch of weapons to make them sharper and harder. ”

"Hmm...... Enchantment, additional magic......" Master Wizard was still not satisfied, thinking alone.

Drusilia asked the Elven King, "Father, what do you think of these weapons?" ”

"But in terms of quantity, there are everything, dozens of weapons and some inlaid armor and chain mail, but it is not enough to equip the royal guard, and the Flame Mage sent a set of samples. In terms of quality, it is far from expected, if not 'enchanted', but slightly higher than our weapons. I intend to resubmit it to Parliament. "In just a few days, the Elven King got out of his passive situation and drew a good hand: weapon samples to convince the Elders, unicorns to win over the people, and chief priests to deal with the Temple.

"Great. Seeing that Villett was about to speak, Drusilia said, "If you have something to say, tell my father directly, there is not even a single fly in the whole palace that smells of the temple." ”

"陛xià. "I took a cursory look, and it was clear that the Flame Mage knew us very well, and the goods he had sent were all useful. But the only thing missing is the most important one - the price list. ”

The elven father and daughter looked at each other, patronizing and playing against the temple, forgetting that they didn't even know what currency the dragon was trading in.

"Whatever it is, as long as the Tia Forest has it. The Elven King said. "Willett, in view of your extensive experience and the Princess's strong recommendation, I appoint you as the Adjutant of the Arms Trade, reporting directly to the Princess. ”

"Father?" Drusilia was surprised.

The Elven King turned his head: "Liya, whether it is in the scouting or the parade of the table, I have made me realize my mistake, you have extraordinary talent and leadership charisma, I have decided to allow you to participate in the decision-making of the Tia Forest." I have assigned 1oo Ranger to you, of course, only for security and transportation, and any military action involving outside the forest must be approved by me. Before you start trading, you'll need to coordinate the settlement of the unicorn colony, and no one is better suited for this task than you. ”

"Definitely live up to your trust. "Drusilia's chest is full of motivation, a sense of well-being and a sense of responsibility to be trusted. "What about you?"

The elf king pulled up his daughter's palm, and a small amount of blood remained on his shallot-like fingers, which condensed into black-purple powder. The king's expression was still the same, but something shuddered from his tone.

"I may not be a good king, but I must at least be a good father. Anyone who harms my daughter in this forest, even if he is an earthly advocate of the gods, I want him to return blood for blood!"