Entering the backyard, Sean naturally showed a smile on his face.

Although the furnishings here are not the same as the Velen blacksmith shop, since they are both blacksmiths, they still have a lot in common, so when Sean was in close contact, he couldn't help but think of his relatives who were thousands of miles away.

"This little one?" a gruff voice rang out in front of you. Sean looked up, and a bald man looked at him and laughed, "Can you afford to hold a hammer? ”

There were bursts of laughter all around, and the smile on Sean's face slowly retracted.

In the past few years, Sean's living conditions have been excellent, although the broadcast body makes him do a lot of exercise every day, but this kind of exercise is not different from blacksmithing, so whether it is from the muscles or skin on his body, Sean is very different from these blacksmiths.

However, after all, Sean is no longer the little guy he was at the beginning, especially in the two months he spent in the Gopeck rainforest, which made his temperament change drastically. When he put away his smile, he naturally exuded a chill of oppression.

The laughter in the room gradually became low, and although these people did not understand what was happening, the special smell that permeated the air still frightened them.

Sean strode forward and came to the side of the bald man.

When Sean stood calmly beside him, sweat was already pouring out of the big man's bald head, but no one was sure if he was afraid or because of the hot and dry conditions here.

Sean's gaze moved flat from him, and for some reason, everyone felt relieved.

Finally, Sean's gaze fell on the sledgehammer beside the bald man.

It was a sledgehammer for striking iron, but it was significantly heavier than the one used by ordinary people, and next to this sledgehammer was a pair of tongs and a half-forged blade.

Without saying a word, Sean stepped forward, picked up the tongs, and sent the blade into the raging coals.

The bald man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but when Sean's right hand stretched out and lifted the huge hammer lightly, these people all closed their mouths in unison.

Sean's eyes calmly looked at the fire, and the flames in the bellows were still extremely vigorous, but the blade was already burning red in a moment.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The sound of continuous crashes resounded crisply in the backyard, and the intervals between each blow seemed to be exactly the same. The huge hammer was as light as a feather in Sean's hand, as if it had no weight, but when the hammer intersected with the blade, it made a loud and shocking crunch.

Everyone looked at Sean quietly, watching the blade of the knife gradually take shape in his hand, and finally, he sent the blade into the water tank beside him, and suddenly a white mist poured out, quickly filling the entire room.

"Good foundation. ”

A strong voice came from the doorway, and Sean turned his head to look, and an old man walked in. Everyone, including the bald man, bowed respectfully and exclaimed, "Hello, Mr. Fit. ”

Sean put down the hammer and tongs, also bowed deeply, and said, "Hello, this blade has not yet been forged. ”

Fett nodded and asked, "If it's you forging, how much time will it take?"

The corners of Sean's mouth showed a smile again, if he went all out and combined with all kinds of magic, then it would only take half a day to complete the knife completely. But if the element of magic is excluded, then ......

He thought for a moment and said, "Three days, give me three more days, and I can finish forging the blade." ”

Fett nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, you have passed the assessment." ”

Sean was stunned, he looked at Fit suspiciously, although he had not participated in the blacksmith assessment, but he also knew that it was absolutely impossible to pass so easily.

As if sensing his doubts, Fett smiled and explained, "Don't be surprised, after looking at your basic skills just now and your evaluation of the blade, I can already confirm that you already have at least the ability of an intermediate blacksmith." And you are only here to obtain the qualification of a junior blacksmith, of course, there is no need to take the examination. ”

Sean smiled dumbly, with a little more admiration in his eyes, just by virtue of these few words, Sean already knew that this person, whether it was technology or identity, must be one of the best in the city, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to have such vision and prestige.

With a deep bow, Sean asked, "Excuse me, you always ......"

"I'm Fett, the blacksmith. ”

Sean looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect that there was a blacksmith in the city, but it was really beyond his expectations. If it was Sean, who had just left Scott's Knight's Manor, he would definitely be excited. However, now Sean is already a magician, although he is only an apprentice, but when facing the blacksmith, he will not be shocked and envious.

"Lord Fett, contemptible Shaun, thank you for your comments on me. Sean bowed slightly, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Fit was very satisfied with Sean's actions, and said, "It's amazing to have such basic skills at such a young age, who is your teacher?"

Sean was stunned for a moment, and said honestly: "My teacher is Wei Lun, he works in a small place, I'm afraid you won't know him." ”

Fit's face showed a look of hesitation, and he was clearly thinking about what kind of person this guy named Velen was, who could train such a young and outstanding blacksmith.

Sean smiled bitterly, if Fett could know about Velen thousands of miles away, then he would immediately stay away from here, and would rather run to the Werewolf Empire in the future than let the people of the Leiden family find his traces.

Fett thought for a while, and finally gave up and asked, "Mr. Sean, you have now obtained the qualification of a junior blacksmith, so what are your plans?"

Sean thought for a while and said, "Not yet, maybe find a place to live, rent a shop, and open a small blacksmith shop." He spread his hands and said, "I hope there will be good business here." ”

Fett smiled slightly and said, "You can rest assured that in Subhitira City, there is no shortage of anything, but there is a lack of weapons. ”

Sean nodded to him in thanks.

Fett hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I have a suggestion, if you don't dislike it, you might as well stay here, I think the tools here will be able to satisfy you." ”

After browsing around here, Fett was right, the tools here are indeed complete, and if you stay here to work, it must be a good cover-up.

Fett saw Sean's hesitation and said, "If you want, you can get two hundred silver clays a month." Of course, you have to complete a certain number of works. ”

"How much?"

"Six good steel knives. ”

"If I'm done, can I continue to use the tools here? ”

"Of course you can, but to build something for yourself, the materials cost you. ”

Sean nodded, this was a matter of course, if he didn't agree, it would be a ghost. He smiled at Fett and said, "If there is a room to stay alone and three meals for free, I can agree." ”

"Good. Fett burst out laughing, and at this moment, he seemed to be an old fox, and he showed a smug smile.

The people around looked at each other, and the gaze of Sean suddenly changed a little. It was already a rare thing to be recognized by Fett, and the price Fett offered him was comparable to the value of an intermediate blacksmith.

As for the good steel knife, it is an indispensable weapon in the army, and the speed of six knives per month is also the level of an intermediate blacksmith to be successfully completed. From this point of view, Fett really admitted that this little guy had the qualifications of an intermediate blacksmith.

In this world, no matter what kind of industry, people with real talent and real learning will be respected by others, and the ranks of blacksmiths are naturally no exception.

So when Sean agreed, everyone's attitude towards him suddenly changed dramatically.

At Fett's orders, someone naturally came up to guide Sean to his accommodation.

In addition to the locals, most of the blacksmiths from other places live in one room, but since Sean has obtained Fit's permission, no one dares to question the occupation of a room alone.

After Sean left, Fett came to the water tank and picked up the blade that Sean had just forged with fire tongs, his eyes full of admiration and joy.

The bald man hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Teacher, does he really have the strength of an intermediate blacksmith?"

Fett smiled dumbly and shook his head slightly.

The bald man touched his big bald head and asked puzzledly, "Teacher, since his strength has not reached the intermediate level, why do you want to give him such a generous reward?"

Fett was stunned, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Who said he doesn't have the strength of an intermediate blacksmith?"

The bald man was dumbfounded, and his heart was extremely aggrieved, obviously you were shaking your head just now.

Fett withdrew his gaze, continued to look at the blade in his hand, and suddenly let out a long sigh, "It's such an even hammer technique, I really don't know which master can cultivate such an outstanding disciple." ”

Everyone in the blacksmith shop looked at each other, and a strange feeling surged in their hearts, could this young man named Sean still have the strength of a high-level blacksmith?

(To be continued)