Just as Talon's doppelganger was hanging by a thread, the bald head came in through the back door. www.biquge.info He stared at the strange posture of the two for a while, forcibly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Sean:

"Alright, young man, put the guys away, you scared him out of his pees and I'll have to find someone to mop the floor. ”

Sean didn't want to make a fuss, so when he heard this, he drew back his dagger and took a few steps back, but the black sword was still in his hand.

The bald head shouted at Fabian again: "You blood bat bastards, if you dare to do something in the territory of our Hunters' Guild, get out of here, for within a year, you will not be welcome here." ”

Although there were six or seven people present at the Blood Bat, the captain and deputy captains had been beaten by Sean and had no fighting spirit, and there were several bartenders who took out knives next to them, and the group had to walk out with a frown.

Only then did Sean put the black sword back into the sheath, turned his head and smiled at the bald head: "Thank you, senior." ”

"What's there to thank, I actually saved those people, otherwise these guys would have to be chopped up by you. ”

The bald head said politely, then changed his tone, and said seriously:

"The martial arts of these guys are ordinary, whether they run into you or the Bone Crusher, it is a dead end, but you must not look down on the Blood Bat Mercenary Regiment because of this, especially their leader, 'Demon Claw' Morrigan Faun, that is a legendary warrior of Demon and Martial Arts, more difficult to deal with than ten Bone Crushers. ”

Sean understands that this is a reminder and love from a senior adventurer, after all, being able to support a mercenary group of more than 500 people in its heyday, even if it is already notorious, it is enough to show that this group leader is definitely not simple.

He bowed slightly to the bald head and said solemnly: "I have made a note, you can rest assured, I will not despise any opponent." ”

The bald head nodded in satisfaction and began to instruct the bartender to clean up the table that had just been knocked over. Sean strode out of the tavern, untied his horse at the door, and hurried to the mountains outside the town before it was dark.

The mountains near the town are not too high, more like a giant hill. Sean rounded one of the low hills, dismounted at the leeward of the foothills, tightened his bag, and led the horse upward.

The mountains are rocky and thick, and there are no roads at all. Sean relied on his strength, holding the horse's reins for a while, pushing the horse's buttocks, and dragging forward with great difficulty, until he finally came to a very hidden cave halfway up the mountain.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he led the horse into the cave and bolted it, untied the kettle from his body, poured two gulps into it, and then panted as he scanned the whole cave.

Blessed by the Father of All Gods, the cave looked like no other living people had ever been there, thanks to the extremely secluded terrain, and everything was still the same as the last time he left.

Sean sat on the stone at the entrance of the cave for a while, and felt that his strength was almost recovered, so he took out a small shovel from his bag, walked to the innermost part of the cave, and dug in a seemingly inconspicuous position.

With great strength, his small shovel flew up and down, and in a few moments he dug all the shallow soil on the surface, revealing a plank underneath.

Planks were placed on top of a large pit in which several huge bags were piled up in all directions.

Sean reached out and lifted the plank, then carefully pulled the bags out and set them aside.

The contents of these bags are all Sean's "treasures", most of which are valuable materials that he has collected from all over the world over the years.

When he first discovered this cave, Sean was struck by the fact that it was dry and well-ventilated, making it a good place to stay, so he dug a big pit in the depths of the cave and hid all his treasures in the pit.

Now that the forbidden blood is in hand, it's time to take them out.

Sean untied a lighter bag in his hand and pulled out a light gray container from inside.

This container has a big belly and a fat waist, a bit like the silver wide-mouthed wine jug that often appears on the table when the lords and nobles on the northern shore of the Emerald Sea drink and feast, but it is magnified many times.

And through the light shining through the hole, it can be seen that the material of this container is extremely rare, a bit like crystal, but it is more crystal clear, and the transparency is even comparable to the stained glass in the temple of the Church of the Fathers of All Gods.

This material has a nice name, called Yunying Flame Crystal, which was given by my father.

When my father was looking for smelting materials in the Ghost Shadow Forest, one of the three forbidden places on the mainland, he discovered it from the battle ruins of the bloody dryad and the emerald dragon.

At that time, the entire valley was burned to the ground by the dragon's flames, and even the clusters of crystals exposed on the surface were melted into a shiny gelatinous substance, only this light gray transparent mineral was still crystal clear and intact in the blazing dragon flames.

Not only transparent, but also resistant to high temperatures.

It was the perfect smelting material that my father had been searching for for years.

So he risked his life, and under the siege and interception of various dryads in the Ghost Shadow Forest, he successfully brought out a large piece of this Yunying Flame Crystal, and carved it into its current appearance in more than half a year.

Sean slowly rubbed his hand on his father's relics, his heart was full of mixed feelings, the past scenes came to his mind, and his father's handsome face in his memory was so clear, everything seemed to happen yesterday.

"Sean, wood essence-rich excipients like bamboo charcoal, silver fern stems, and chestnut leaves do play a role in removing impurities from iron ore during calcination, but they are not the most critical factor. ”

"And what's the most important thing, father?"

"It's the temperature. ”

"But father, you see, I've been trying to pull the bellows, and the charcoal fire in the stove is already the most vigorous. ”

"That's not enough, Sean, you see that the iron ore in the furnace has collapsed into porridge, but it is still not completely melted. In this case, not only can the impurities in the ore not be removed, but some wood spirits will penetrate into the iron, making the iron hard and brittle. ”

"Then how can we raise the temperature again, father. I remember you saying that even the flames unleashed by fire-based magic are not enough for smelting. ”

"On our continent, there must be flames that are hotter than charcoal fire and fire-based magic, such as dragon flames. ”

"Dragon Flame, could it be that the dwarves' lava dragon steel is really smelted with the help of dragons, as they say?"

"How could a creature as arrogant as a dragon help a dwarf do such a rough job, that's just their nonsense. I've been to the Thor Mountains before, and although I can't get into the territory of those dwarven clans, I've found traces of earth fire in the depths of the mountains. The dwarves must have used the extremely hot earth fire in the depths of the earth to completely melt the iron ore to smelt the dragon steel, which has nothing to do with dragon fire and dragon blood. ”

"But we're in the Sunset Mountains, and there's no fire. ”

"It's okay, Sean, I'll teach you a whole new way to get higher temperatures as easily as possible. ”

"A new way? So you ...... father"

"Yes, I made it, Sean. I got the real molten iron, and the history of the entire empire would be changed because of it. ”