In fact, Frank was not interested in the question of success or failure, he was only interested in the scenery of another world, and since the topic had been raised, he took the opportunity to beg Ye Guyun to talk more. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Guyun was so annoyed that he had to try to change the topic: "Hey, stop! Don't forget, the purpose of today's trip." ”

"Shopping ......"

"So?"

"Ah, yes, we should talk about shopping. Ye, what the hell are you going to buy?" asked Frank.

"Sword. ”

"Sword?"

"The original sword is broken, and I need a new one. Ye Guyun said lightly, "As a swordsman, the sword is at least one of the greatest meanings of his existence. ”

"I can understand that. Frank nodded, "I've heard a lot of martial artists say something like that. But ......"

His hands kept gesturing in midair, pondering words.

"I knew there was a blacksmith shop in the castle, too, and I was only going to build a random one there. Ye Guyun only said that Frank cared about this, so he gave his own reason, "But, aren't we going to go to the city now? Besides, I can also get some real market information in the process. I need this. ”

However, this is not the case.

"No, you're mistaken. Frank waved his hand and said, "I mean, can't that sword of yours be repair......ed?

Ye Guyun smiled and said, "You think that sword of mine is an excellent weapon in your mouth, even an artifact?"

"Isn't it......" Frank was stunned.

"So that's why you helped me pick up that sword back?" Ye Guyun asked again.

"Uh, yes. I saw that you were even going crazy about it breaking, so I guessed it might be very precious, at least, something very important to you, so I ......"

"It's just an ordinary longsword. ”

Ye Guyun's face was obviously very calm, and he couldn't see different colors, but Frank felt a lonely smell for no reason, and that feeling was just like the figure standing on the edge of the roof on the Wanghai platform that night.

Frank didn't feel good.

"However, your guess is correct, it is indeed very important to me," Ye Guyun continued to say flatly, "It was built by me and her, there is a pair, one belongs to her, the other belongs to me, and the sword is engraved with their respective names......"

Frank found that the other party's eyes suddenly became extremely empty, and he couldn't find the focus, and he clearly hung the words on his face nakedly, which made him even more anxious.

Ye Guyun's words continued.

"Her one is ruined a long time ago...... Same with her, with her. And this one of mine ...... Oh, is it fate? In less than a quarter of an hour after coming into this world, it came to an end. ”

"So I did the right thing after all, albeit unintentionally. Frank tried to say something, trying to salvage the out-of-control rhythm, and suddenly, in a flash of inspiration, he thought of a method similar to that of a radical general, "Hey, dear Ye! You are a great hero in my heart! How can you always show the temperament of a resentful woman?"

Ye Guyun was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, he was pulled around by Frankla again.

"Buying swords is our theme, isn't it?

Well, it seems like a good way to interfere roughly.

If you're really looking for a good weapon, it's a better idea to wander around the city. Because, the best blacksmith shop in Crescent City is not in the castle (meaning hired by the Duke's Palace), but in the city.

It was a small workshop run by a dwarf and an elf in partnership. The dwarf's name is Derotan and the elf's name is Evis, and they came to Crescent City together about thirty years ago, opened this blacksmith shop, and even settled there.

More than 30 years have passed, and the size of the blacksmith shop has not changed, but their reputation has grown. In the adventurer, the military, the noble...... All the people who inevitably have to do with weapons, they are at least called grandmaster-level craftsmen, and the works they work together to create are all highly sought after, and then, very reasonably, many people are willing to buy them at a high price, and slightly less reasonable, most of the buyers' wishes can be satisfied.

The premise is that sufficient materials can be provided and a labor fee that is considered fair by both parties.

They are more like businessmen who pursue fair trade than some of the "real" masters, who are also known for their skills but have odd tempers and are difficult to deal with.

Much easier and more down-to-earth.

Of course, they are not without some "quirks". For example, refusing to accept "recruitment".

With their ability, they can naturally easily gain the favor of a large number of superiors, and the invitations from all sides have never been cut off. And as the lord of Crescent City, sitting on the advantage of being close to the water, the Grand Duke is even more immune. It's just that the inviter offers various conditions of high welfare, high autonomy and high freedom, the two have never ignored it and resolutely chose to continue to stay in their own small workshop.

Onlookers don't understand why there is such a resolute existence, and this resoluteness leads straight to a situation where there is repeated failure, trial and error, and all the inviters are dead. Fortunately, these two masters are unlikely to refuse the right buyers (unless there are force majeure factors), and those who have a heart can still buy the sophisticated weapons they want, so there is no dogskin tearing plot in the future.

Gradually, as an alternative kind of sage, they became good friends with many of the superiors they had contact with, such as the Grand Duke, like Frank, and not only among the vast number of adventurers who licked their blood with their heads.

Speaking of which, this combination, which behaves a little peculiarly, is a peculiar in itself. It may not be unusual for "dull" dwarves and "sensitive and paranoid" elves to be partners, but it is incredible that they can get along and work together for up to 30 years (or more likely).

You know, the relationship between these two races is not harmonious.

(Actually, the elves don't get along well with all the other races.) In their eyes, other races can be roughly divided into less disgusting, disgusting, and extremely disgusting. Elves think humans are not delicate enough, halflings are not calm enough, gnomes are too ordinary, and dwarves have no sense of humor. They have some pity for the half-elves, and no trust for the half-orcs. Well, only elves are qualified...... In other words, this is a race that has integrated pretending to be forced into its bloodline, dressing every day, fashioning every day, and pretending to be a dragon arrogant. ）

But that's exactly what happened.

Ye Guyun and Frank soon arrived at this special blacksmith shop.

As soon as he entered, Frank easily found Derotan who was busy.

"Hey, man, there's business on your head again!"

"Oh, Frank, it's you!" Derotan woke up and disapprovingly brushed Frank's hand on the shoulder, "Please, say something more innovative next time?"

"You're not going to react in any way anyway," Frank laughs, "you're just a rock." ”

"Thank you for complimenting me on my composure! ”

"Philistines. ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, what's the business?"

"Wow. Frank pointed to Ye Guyun, who was looking at various spot weapons in front of the display shelf, "That hero wants to buy a worthy long sword." ”

"That's the simplest and most daunting request. ”

"Who's to say it isn't?"

At that end, Ye Guyun was still wordlessly glancing. In just a few glances, I saw what I wanted to see.

In the end, there are two worlds, and there is an obvious difference between the sword and the shape here that I am familiar with, but it doesn't matter. Judging from the intricate and gorgeous dark lines on the sword body and the cold glow reflected, there is no need to worry about the forging technique here.

Touch, knock, mention.

Not...... Sharp, sturdy, slightly heavier, but too "hard", I don't know how many minerals I have never seen before. Ye Guyun had no doubt that these were excellent murderous weapons, but in the end, they were still not to his taste.

Incompetent.

"Saphius~!" Frank greeted, and Ye Guyun walked over.

"This is Derotan, one of the two finest blacksmiths in Crescent City!"

Ye Guyun looked at the person being introduced seriously: This is a typical dwarf. The stature is not high, barely shoulder-length (by the standards of normal humans), but the body is thick, shaped, wide, and thick, and it looks very stable. The complexion is darker, and of course, now it is covered with beads of sweat. Old-looking, unrecognizable of age, with thick hair and a large brown and reddish signature beard. The beard was neatly combed and braided, but the hair was a little disheveled.

"No, no, I'm always the one who wields the hammer. Derotan shouted.

"But most of the masterpieces were designed by Avis. Frank teased.

"It's just that the guests prefer his style! Hey, I wonder what curves, curves, and patterns mean to weapons, don't they know that these things don't make for more power?"

"It's enough to look good. ”

"Vulgar! low-grade fun!" Derotan pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Well, why do you have to divide the highs and lows? You two are the best together! You've been in that position for 30 years. Frank said, half-sycophantly, half-reassuringly, "Let's get back to the topic." ”

"I need a longsword, but unfortunately you don't have a finished product here that suits me, so I want you to help me forge one, as I requested. Ye Guyun explained the purpose straightforwardly.

"Tell me what you're asking for. ”

Since there were no ready-made similar drawings, Ye Guyun could only dictate the data and all the details one by one, while Derotan insisted on writing and drawing on a blackboard with a piece of chalk, and recorded the data and even the simple diagrams. In fact, it's nothing special, it's just the most ordinary Chinese-style long sword, the kind that everyone can use in martial arts movies.

After listening to this, Droz laughed frankly.

"I didn't expect to meet a person who advocates simplicity right away! But the simplicity you advocate is too extreme, bare is an iron blade, and no ornaments are added, tsk...... By the way, what properties do you want it to come with?"

Ye Guyun was stunned for a moment, but he reacted immediately, he waved his hand and said, "No, I don't need that." ”

"Oh, you want a powerful spell enchantment?"

"I don't need that either. ”

"Do you want to keep a trigger-type life protection circle?"

"No, it's not ......"

"Then what do you need?" Derotan was completely blindsided, his free hand, and scratched the back of his head, he thought that Ye Guyun wanted some rare magic weapon configuration scheme. However,

Ye Guyun pursed his mouth, his expression was a little helpless, and he said, "What I need is just an ordinary iron sword." ”

"What?!" Drotan's eyes widened, "an ordinary iron sword?"

"Yes, ordinary, iron. Ye Guyun looked very calm, "Of course, I won't refuse other minerals with excellent performance, anyway, my requirements for it are nothing more than three points, sharp, strong, and tough, as long as these three points are met, even if you use stone to build, I have no opinion." ”

Derotan looked at Ye Guyun, looked at it very seriously, then turned to look at Frank, and then turned back, and after going back and forth a few times, he asked Frank in a hesitant and angry tone: "Are you sure you want me to help him build an ordinary long sword?"

Frank snorted, signaled him to be calm, and then came to Ye Guyun's side and persuaded: "Derotan is the best weapon forger in Crescent City, and his reputation is resounding throughout the Northland, although his orders are not unfinished, but there is rarely time to spare, and now let him deliberately take a gap but just help you build an ordinary long sword, and at the same time, it is a little humiliating......

Oh, it turned out to be a matter of status and face......

Ye Guyun nodded in understanding, and said, "Since this is the case, there is no need to trouble this master, let's go to other stores to have a look." ”

Burst~!

Frank feels that he is about to be tossed to death by this hero, and the thinking of people in other worlds is so strange?

"Oh, Saphius, I brought you here to get you an excellent weapon from the hand of a master. So, since we're already here, and Derotan is also very appreciative and willing to take the time to help, you just need to make some specific requests, and the deal will be done, and soon you will have a weapon that you want, which is a good thing, why not do it? Why are you so 'individual' and insist on an ordinary long sword?"

This wording is actually a euphemism, and when translated, it is simple and clear, when it is "You girl's tsundere!"

Ye Guyun smiled and explained, "You misunderstood. ”

He pointed to himself.

"I have my own system, which you don't know and probably can't understand. For me at this stage, an iron sword with superior performance is actually the top configuration. ”

"What?!"

"Why?!"