Chapter 82: Kicking the Field
Franlin stared blankly, Auckland's No. 1 blacksmith shop, is it really fake? Although Lucas is only a second-level blacksmith, he has also been operating in Auckland City for many years, and he has a deep connection with the blacksmith union in the provincial capital, so he went so rashly......
"Just rest assured. Energetic bent down and patted Franlin's back and whispered, "Uncle, let me tell you a secret, in fact, I am a real forger......
"What!"
Franlin was so shocked that she almost tripped over herself, and looked up at Qianjin's smiling expression.
Forge a forger! A forging master that countless blacksmiths look up to? This title and identity means that even the lord of the city will give great courtesy when he sees it! It is rumored that the genius blacksmiths in the blacksmith union are all middle-aged when they become blacksmiths, and some even become blacksmiths when their beards are white! How old is this energy?
"Let's go~" Energetic dragged Franlin through several streets to the door of Lucas's blacksmith shop.
Compared with Franlin Blacksmith Shop, Lucas's Blacksmith Shop not only has a very beautiful faΓ§ade, but also covers an area far from being comparable to Franlin Blacksmith Shop.
On the high gate, a huge hammer stamp carved out of wood is hung, revealing the air of the king of Auckland's blacksmithing industry.
It was five times larger than Franlin's blacksmith's shop, which made Franlin feel ashamed after seeing it. From time to time, people enter and exit the door, and the flow of people is not comparable to that of Franlin Blacksmith.
"Energetic...... I think it's better to forget it......" Franlin tugged at his energetic wrist: "Here...... We really ......."
"Uncle, just listen to me. Energetic grabbed Franlin's wrist with his backhand and walked towards the door: "Have you forgotten how arrogant he was in our blacksmith shop last time? Since Lucas gave me a big gift that night, I must return it to him today! If you want my life? Then be prepared for my revenge! I smashed your shop today, and I will kill your people again another day to get rid of the trouble." β
"You want your life?"
"Uncle, just come in. β
In the spacious hall of the sales room, Lucas did not continue forging like Franlin, but sat on a stool not far from the counter, drinking tea, frowning as if he was pondering something.
"What do you need, sir?"
A saleswoman, who looked quite well, hurriedly trotted two steps and stood in front of Qianjin, bowing very dryly, and her service attitude was far from being comparable to that of Franlin Blacksmith.
"Cut! Lucas just likes that tone. β
Franlin glanced at Lucas not far away with disdain, and now the third-level blacksmith's skills have surpassed the relationship between Lucas and the energy by his side, and his confidence has improved a lot after entering the room.
"What do you want?" said Energetic in a voice that could be heard by everyone in the room, "Give me your strongest and best weapon!"
Several adventurers heard Qianjin's shout, and they all focused their attention on Qianjin's body, and unconsciously moved their feet closer to him, wanting to see why this young man was so high-profile?
Lucas's frowning brow suddenly loosened, and he looked at Qianjin with a stunned look on his face, and then his brows quickly gathered together, and then slowly dispersed, and the smile replaced the previous stunned look on his face.
"Huh, isn't this the man from Franlin's blacksmith?" Lucas smiled and paced slowly towards the energy, raising his voice a little, "The best weapon? What's the work that you Franlin blacksmith can't do? Need to come to our No. 1 blacksmith in Oakland City to buy?"
Several adventurers and several blacksmith clerks immediately had different expressions in their eyes, some of them obviously believed Lucas's words, and a few of them looked at Qianjin's high-profile expression, and they knew that things might not be so simple, and the young man was clearly here to find trouble.
Dry shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak, didn't look at Lucas, slowly paced around the hall of the blacksmith shop with his hands on the saber-cleaved knife behind his back, picked up a weapon from the weapon rack from time to time and pouted and sneered: "What kind of thing is this? With such weapons and equipment, it can also call itself the No. 1 blacksmith shop in Auckland City? Look at this knife, I'm afraid you can't even kill chickens, right? Deceive, it's not like this." β
Rucas's brows furrowed slightly, and he took the war knife he was holding without smiling angrily, and without saying anything, he slashed at the wooden weapon rack.
The half-inch-thick weapon rack did not make any resistance under the attack of the war knife, and suddenly turned into two halves.
"Good!"
The two adventurers blurted out in admiration of the scene in front of them, everyone was out there to make a living, and the quality of the weapons could still be seen at a glance.
"This knife ......," Lucas looked at the dry and grim smile, "It's not difficult to kill you, right?"
The back of the dry fingers flicked the back of the war knife in Lucas's hand: "Is this your best weapon?"
Lucas chuckled and shook his head: "Of course not. The best weapons in our Lucas blacksmith shop, even if we sell your Franlin blacksmith, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it. Why bother?"
The small tickling of the blacksmith shop attracted the attention of many passers-by, and there were already many people standing at the door of the hall at some point, and from time to time they made a messy whisper.
"What's wrong with this Franlin blacksmith today?"
"That's right, with their little strength, they dare to come to the Lucas blacksmith shop to make trouble?"
"I heard that some time ago Lucas went to Franlin Blacksmith to make trouble......"
"Then they shouldn't have come, isn't it a shame to send them to the door?"
Qianjin turned a deaf ear to the whispers around him, patted Franlin, who was a little nervous beside him, and looked at Lucas with a smile: "If I must see it, then what conditions do I need to meet before Mr. Rucas agrees to let me see it?"
"Simple!" Lucas's voice suddenly raised, stretched out three fingers, and said confidently: "There are three ways! First, you come up with enough money!"
"Sorry, not at the moment. He shrugged his shoulders, prompting a wave of boos from onlookers.
"Second, you just insulted my work, you should apologize to me first, and then beg me!"
"I didn't insult your work. Qianjin glanced at the war knife that split the wooden frame: "It is said that it is used to kill chickens, and it is to lift it." So, I don't need to apologize to you. As for please, I'm not interested. β
ps: This time it's two consecutive updates, I'll upload the second chapter immediately! The specific reason for the two consecutive updates will be explained in the next chapter.