The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are more and more adventurers in the Purgatory Tavern. Pen & Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Since the fire in the blacksmith shop next door to the tavern has been lit, the inside of the attached tavern has also warmed up. As a goblin, Miki can't stay in such a cold white stone town no matter what, but on the way back, after the flawless magic crystal disappeared, Miki has lost the capital to return to the south. He had to stay and take a chance.

Miki curled up beside the stove wrapped in a thick blanket, and the crow nested on top of its head and closed its eyes to fake sleep. "It's too cold, it's too cold, it's really nostalgic for the sun in the southern port. ”

"Stupid goblin, tell me what the nature of burning is, as a goblin with ideals, if you can't even figure this out, the city in the sky can only be a dream. The crow suddenly opened his eyes.

"Burning, wood or black crystal is burning. Miki came out of the thick blanket, a long snot under his nose.

"Stupid, let you see the real burn!" the crow let out a strange cry, and then spat out a red mass from its mouth and fell into the center of the furnace, and then the red flame in the furnace disappeared, replaced by a white still flame.

Goblin Miki screamed, and he ran out with a roll, and at that moment, the blanket wrapped around him was already on fire.

"Morgritte, Morgritte. Miki cried out, and in front of him, the stove cracked with a strange sound, and countless finger-sized gaps cracked on it. It's like it's going to crash at any moment.

"Eternal Flame!" Morgaret let out a roar as he grabbed the crow, "what the hell have you done, do you want to destroy everything here?"

"I just want him to see what real burning is!" the crow flapped its wings.

"Why don't you die. With that, Mowglitte threw the crow into the white flames.

"Hurry up, throw all the ore into the furnace, throw all the ore into it. Morgaret said fiercely to the goblin with his mouth wide open on the side.

"Yes, Mr. Morgritte. Miki's teeth chattered, and his hands and feet began to disobey, and he was genuinely worried that in the next second, the gray dwarf would throw him into the burning furnace.

The raven stabilized the Eternal Flame, and the cracking of the furnace stopped. Mowglitte threw pieces of iron ore into the furnace, and soon the iron ore melted into a liquid. "It's not enough, it's not enough, throw all the metal into it. Mowglitte roared.

Originally, Lord Salit, the lord of White Rock Town. Larsson had prepared a lot of copper ingots for the guards of the armed territory, all of which were thrown into the furnace by Morgritte. But it was still not enough, Miki looked at the black iron golem in the corner of the wall and tilted his head to the side gloomily.

"Go ahead, get that black iron golem into the furnace. Morgritte's eyes lit up, and she said firmly to the goblins, "Don't worry, you will definitely have better puppets in the future, I promise." ”

The two of them worked together, and it took a lot of effort to get the big man who had lost both arms into the stove. Eventually, the temperature of the furnace stopped rising and gradually stabilized.

"What is the Flame of Eternity?" Goblin Miki watched as the white flames inside the furnace clicked his teeth.

"If you want to refine a good weapon, the higher the temperature of the furnace, the better. The raven fluttered its wings and flew out of the furnace.

Morwritte had known that this would be the case, but the goblin Miki was different, he almost peed out when he watched the gray dwarf throw the crow into it.

"The Origin Flame of Eternal Flame is poisonous and not suitable for refining weapons, but it is good to refine some gadgets. The crow landed in front of Miki, and it saw the fear hidden in the goblin's eyes, but it spent more time with the goblin than the gray dwarf crow.

Morkriet looked at the two guys who had come back together, shook his head, and left the smithy shop back to the tavern. Life is back on track, and together they all become organized. There are more and more ghost wind bunnies in the wilderness of White Rock Town, and the adventurers are reaping more and more. A large amount of ore was transported from the lord's mansion to purgatory, and Morwritte resumed his boring life of iron-working, and when he was tired, he went back to sleep, and when he woke up, he continued to work in iron. After the transformation of the crow, the furnace called the Eternal Flame by Miki has changed a lot, the refractory stone has been removed, the outside is shiny red copper, the furnace is more than three meters high, and the white flame inside has been burning.

I don't know when a circus came from outside Baishi Town, and these people brought songs and dances from the south, and of course, there were dancers like wheat in the south. After paying a handsome fee to the lord of White Stone, the men set up a bunch of tents in the square. So the hormonal males of all sizes in the Purgatory Tavern came out one after another. Kate, the orc, complained like Morgriete, "The wine in the Purgatory Tavern can't be sold, the wine sent by Madame Salit can't be filled, and the three cellars are full." ”

Changes were also quietly underway, and Angela, the fairy of the Purgatory Tavern, began to give everyone who left the tavern a knick-knack, a thumb-sized coin made of red copper, warm in the palm of her hand, and it was best to bring one of these little things from the warm purgatory to the cold White Rock Town. Very few people can refuse a small gift from a beautiful elf.

The pale and sunless drunkards in purgatory are obviously not as attractive as the enthusiastic dancers in the circus. There are fewer and fewer guests in Purgatory.

Angela the goblin and Kate the orc are getting more and more anxious, apparently the owner of Purgatory, Morgritte, has already spent all his mind on the blacksmith shop next door, and he basically ignores what happened in the Purgatory Tavern. He threw himself into the blacksmith's shop, Salit. The ore given by Larsen is very rich, but the requirements are also very harsh, and the strength of the gray dwarf at the peak of black iron can only barely meet the requirements, but there is only one blacksmith in the blacksmith shop, so Morwritte can only hurry up and work hard.

The cultivation of a blacksmith is a very resource-intensive one, and if it is the Western Ghats, of course, these are no problem, but it is very difficult for the gray dwarves who go out to wander to obtain these resources by their own efforts, so there are many gray dwarves who spend decades collecting these resources. But Morgaret didn't need it, the lord had already prepared it, he just needed to use it.