“...... Either way, I still want to get this sword ready before the deadline!"

Frank clenched his fists and looked extremely determined: "I want to see Saphius wield it and stand in the Central Arena that will surely be witnessed by tens of thousands of people! I want him to have a little bit of fairness in this unique duel between him and Ferreira! I want to see an incomparably brilliant classic duel that can be recorded forever! Of course, I want to see Saphius and our Crescent City win this 'Glory Duel'! For this, we are not afraid to pay a huge price......"

"So, Derotan, please do it and don't doubt our resolve—you know what I mean......"

"Ha, this determination is really moving~! Let it go? Tsk, as a blacksmith, you should be excited to go crazy when you get the promise of such a tyrant as the gold lord, right? Even my famous Derotan doesn't know how long it has been since I got such a promise......" However, Derotan clearly shook his head regretfully, "But it doesn't work!

"Why?" Frank was annoyed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why else? Forging is such a thing, it's very straightforward, it comes and goes, isn't the difficulty still in the old two things like materials and craftsmanship?" Drotan rubbed his chin with his hands and entered the professor mode, "Obviously, this sword built for Saphius has encountered a lot of trouble in terms of materials and craftsmanship, and it has been blocked, and it has to take time to sharpen slowly, not that it can be overcome by spending a lot of money......"

"Hey, let's take the materials you always love to talk about! One of them, the amount of which is quite large, the Chant Crystal - how about it? It's not a rare and expensive material, is it? I guess you can use it as an ornament in your house. Still, you know how hard this damn thing is to deal with! You can only throw it into a magic cauldron running at full power, and let it melt slowly on its own, little by little, and you can't speed up the process even if you put in a lot of money......"

"For example, demonized mercury, a very commonly used auxiliary material, right, the amount is not much, but the key to the role is indispensable, but it's just that this bastard thing is not resistant to preservation, and can only be used and matched, and the yield is still low and touching-hey, doesn't your teacher also have such a set of manufacturing devices? I don't think you will lack the bad feeling of wanting to curse when you guard the exit of the device and finally see only a damn little bit of the finished product!"

Frank and Tiago couldn't help but look at each other, both a little stunned by Derotan's words.

"That...... Since all these materials are in trouble, can't we replace them with something better and more advanced?" Tiago said weakly, "Money is not an issue anyway......"

"Why, self-righteous!" Drotan, glaring at Tiago viciously, "since you think the materials can be replaced at will, you can simply design them yourself! Anyway, you are all tyrants enough, and you can pile up a pile of the most expensive materials, maybe you can really pile up a perfect weapon?"

"Well, that's not what I meant......" Tiago Khan said.

"I just want to tell you, don't try to change the design that has already taken shape, it's a closely integrated and rigorously designed whole, and every material and step is an important part of it, and it is inseparable from each other, and it affects the whole body -- speaking of which, if you really want to make changes to deal with the 'golden mang', you don't know how much effort it will take! Most of them have to be adjusted or even redone! Well, it's an interesting topic that deserves to be discussed...... But I'll have to find the lazy old goblin, and he's really better at it......"

"So...... Can't you really do it?" Frank's face was hard to see.

Derotan stroked his beard and said dryly: "Attention~! So far, I've only talked about the trouble in terms of materials, and I haven't mentioned half of the process~!"

"Okay...... I understand. Frank hung his head in disappointment.

"Hey, you don't have to wilt, do you?" Drotan grinned as he clasped his hands, "disappointment is a matter of course, this sword wasn't in your plans in the first place, and you shouldn't have expected much from it. ”

"It's easy to say!" but Tiago couldn't help but complain angrily, "It's not that you will lose a much-anticipated 'Glory Showdown' at home and suffer that unspeakable humiliation!"

"Whoa," said Derotanman, disapprovingly, "then you should find the right way!, if nothing else, as long as you let that bastard of Suphius put down his ridiculous pretentiousness, there will be no ridiculous problem for him at all!"

Tiago's eyes widened, "What do you say?"

"Hey, isn't that obvious!" Drotan puffed out with an unimagined excitement, "who else in the world would refuse to use a magic weapon like that bastard on the basis of that fucking fucking reason like 'not suitable, not used to it', etc.?"

Thiago had apparently heard of this astonishing truth for the first time, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Derotan's anger continued for a moment, and then he scolded: "I've never seen such an inexplicable bastard like this! You say, if he is willing to let go of that ridiculous insistence, he will be afraid that he will not have a weapon?"

He continued to foam at the mouth: "I see, you just have to say to that bastard: If you don't want to lose face and throw yourself home, you can obediently serve this magic weapon -- yes! One handful! Even a legendary-level magic weapon must be under a lot of pressure against the 'Golden Mang', and if one is not enough, then two or three! You should not be reluctant, right? In short, survive this 'Glory Duel'!"

Finally, he raised his voice and squirted, "If he still doesn't want to... Hey! Just let that bastard hit the streets! I'm very happy to see that weird and stubborn black-clad devil look unlucky! As for you, just take care of yourself! Ask for foreign help, cheating, cheating, or whatever, just use it! Three wins in five battles! There are doorways in it! Not to mention victory, even a draw can be tricked! -- Quack, don't tell me you don't know this~!"

Tiago and Frank looked at each other, and once again, looked at each other.

At this moment the door of the smithy was slammed open, and there was a fierce noise—someone had entered, very unceremoniously.

Well, Catherine and Sambi.

The two people who happened to come to the door listened to the last part of Derotan in their ears.