Chapter 91: Demon Pattern Workshop
"So I've made a big bargain?" said Payne. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"If it's within ten gold coins, I think you've earned it. β
"If I say I bought it for one gold and eighty silver...... Do you believe it?"
Uzi's hands almost trembled when he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at the other party with a look of surprise, for a long time, "You should pay me two more gold coins." β
It turns out that the most difficult part of the red dragon's scales to peel is the neck and head, and it needs to be peeled off before the young dragon swallows, otherwise the dragon scales will quickly become brittle and turn into powder. Moreover, the dragon scales in these two parts are relatively small, and the helmet required two or four scales, and each one required five gold coins, plus other materials and manual costs,ββ the finished helmet generally cost more than twenty gold coins.
"Yes!" Payne was also shocked, he took off the collar and looked at it repeatedly, "But I can't fake this, right?"
"Mind showing me?" Uzi said. He took the fiery red collar and carefully observed it with a magnifying glass, the dragon scales were complete and clear, thinner than a hair, and the red threads emitted a faint red light, flickering, as if they were breathing, and they looked like they were alive.
"It's true that the scales of the red dragon are true, but I can't see them if they are not the head or neck. However, looking at this process, even the scales in other parts are more than ten gold coins. He returned the helmet to Payne.
"By the way, the red dragon boots and gauntlets you mentioned are sold in the magic shop? Payne pressed his bouncing heart and tried to look as calm as he could.
"How could there be there?" said Uzi with a look of jealousy, "if you could see it everywhere, you wouldn't be able to pick up such a big bargain." β
"Where can I buy it?" said Payne, with some urgency.
"In the deepest part of the forging area, there is a shop called [Demon Pattern Workshop], which must be sold there. However, no one other than magicians and demon hunters will be accepted. Uzi said with a wicked smile.
"You did it on purpose.... β
"Intentionally, of course, but it's not," Uzi said, pulling out a leather insignia, "with it, you can go in." β
"What's that?" asked Payne.
"Demon Hunter's Emblem, two gold coins...... How?"
"You're not serious, are you?" said Payne with a wry smile.
......
Holding a piece of leather the size of a palm, Payne inquired all the way to the door of the Demon Pattern Workshop, and then rang the brass bell outside the door.
The wooden door, which looked like the bark of a tree, suddenly opened a small hole, and Payne threw the leather into the small hole as Uzi had told him, and soon the door opened.
"Come on, kid. An old voice said.
In front of me was a wooden ladder that rotated upwards, and there were two oil lamps every three steps on either side, but strangely, the light of the oil lamps was a little yellow and dim, making everything in front of him full of unusualness.
Payne walked up the creaking wooden ladder, his eyes rolling around, his palms pressed against the musket at his waist, which gave him a sense of security.
In his impression, the wizard is ugly, and he is also the spokesman of evil, so it is inevitable that he is a little timid.
"Don't be nervous, kid, I don't have ogres here, giggle....... There was a terrible laugh from above, but it seemed to be coming from the ears.
Payne thought to himself, is this kind of laughter that a human can make?
A moment later, a large room appeared in front of Payne's eyes, about thirty square meters, surrounded by bookshelves, which were full of books, but there was not even a window in the room, and it was estimated that some of them were blocked by bookshelves, and the whole room still looked relatively dim.
Through the yellowing candlelight of the room, Payne saw an old man in a black robe, full of white hair, with age spots on his face, looking at him with a smile at his desk, and the old man's eyes were exuding an imperceptible glow.
Hell!
Payne only felt his scalp tingle, his hair trembled, and he almost cried out.
Fortunately, Uzi had already told himself in advance that the owner of this place was a wizard, and although he looked a little scary, he was still very kind-hearted, provided that you had to buy his goods.
"Hello, Wizard, I hope my visit doesn't bother you. Payne said with a smile.
"As long as you don't come empty-handed, it's not a disturbance, come on, I see that you have the gold I want in your purse. The old man shook off his flowing white hair and motioned for him to come.
I'm so old and still thinking about the gold coins, really, Payne thought.
"I'm only 261 years old, and I won't necessarily die if you die. The old man said.
Payne's heart sank, this distraction, his toes kicked directly on the last wooden ladder, and he fell to the ground on the spot, shaking his teeth in pain.
"Of course, of course. Payne gritted his teeth and replied. He didn't expect a wizard to live so long, the key is that this old man can hear what you think in your heartββ I'll ask you if you're afraid.
"Don't lie there, I haven't mopped the floor in three years. The old man said angrily.
"Ah, yes. Payne rubbed his reddened toes and stood up with his teeth bared, "I'm here to buy red dragon handguards and leather boots, I heard you sell them here." β
"Of course, but you're not a demon hunter or a magician," the old man laughed darkly, his eyes glowing a terrible blue, his white hair in his shawl windless, and his wrinkled old face that looked like a vampire who hadn't drunk blood for a long time.
"Ah, yes, ah, no, I'll be... I mean, one day maybe... Payne felt his tongue stiff and numb, and his trembling palm unconsciously touched the musket with the silver bullet.
"You're too nervous, little one, I'm just kidding you," the old man returned to his normal state in an instant, and he was holding the piece of leather in his hand, "that dwarf asked you for how many gold coins to give this to you." β
"We're friends," Penn said tremblingly, "so...... , didn't ask for money. β
"Hey, it's really rare, there are really few humans who can make friends with dwarves, it seems that you must have something special," the old man's palm burst out of a ball of green flames, and the leather instantly turned into ashes, "Come and see, don't bargain with me, the old man, you must know that the old man's temper is generally not very good." β
The old man's palm slapped lightly to his side, and the space where the palm fell rippled like water waves, and then the space became a little distorted, but soon, the surroundings suddenly became clear, making the whole room seem to be bathed in sunlight.
The bookshelves in the room have also disappeared, and on the side of the old man, there are two rows of shelves.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Payne would never have believed that the scene just now was real, the point was that it was all happening right in front of his eyes, and it felt like a dream at his fingertips, which was unbelievable.
It's amazing, isn't it?