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Ronald was also nervous, looking at Burton, the blacksmith kneeling in front of him, and for a while he didn't know what attitude to use to face him.

Subordinates, slaves, employees?

Or is this blacksmith Bolton just a rigid existence similar to a robot, who doesn't care about Ronald's attitude at all, just takes orders, and then executes them perfectly?

"Get up. Ronald waved his hand and said slowly.

"Yes, master!"

When Bolton heard this, he stood up, his sturdy figure standing there was no worse than Lucian, and the muscles on his body were even stronger and stronger, even more shocking than Lucian and their werewolves in terms of visual impact.

"Your name is Burton?" Ronald asked, looking at the blacksmith in front of him.

"Yes, master. ”

"You're a blacksmith, so do you know how to use this iron ore to forge weapons?"

Ronald gestured to the iron ore on the ground.

Bolton rolled his eyes, bent down to pick up a stone from the ground, and after a little look, Bolton said respectfully: "Master, these are ordinary iron ore, but they are not bad." If I'm not mistaken, there should be an iron ore vein exposed, and there must be more iron ore underneath. ”

Ronald saw that Bolton just glanced at it casually and made a judgment, and he was a little more confident in his strength: "Can you use these iron ore to forge weapons?"

"Yes. Bolton nodded, looking confident.

"Don't you need to refine?" Ronald was a little surprised, after all, he didn't know anything about forging.

Bolton stroked the iron ore and shook his head: "Master, this kind of iron ore does not need to be refined, just burn it and temper it directly, and after a thousand tempers, the weapon will naturally take shape." If the host wants to see it, Burton can demonstrate it live. ”

"Is it okay now?" Ronald was genuinely surprised.

Bolton smiled confidently: "It's just an ordinary iron ore, I can forge a weapon for my master in half an hour." As he spoke, without waiting for Ronald to respond, Bolton pulled out a leather bag directly behind his waist, and the bag was stretched open and fell to the ground, only to see heavy jet-black forging tools falling out of the narrow mouth of the bag.

"Master, I have a complete set of magic forging equipment here, I don't need to burn a fire, I can forge weapons for my master immediately!" With that, Bolton arranged the black utensils on the ground, but the heavy utensils were as light as nothing in Bolton's hands, and they were placed properly with both hands raised.

These heavy forging utensils consisted of hammers, felts, stoves, etc., each heavier and the other. Lucian and the other werewolves had already widened their eyes when Bolton poured these huge utensils out of the leather bag just now, and now they saw Bolton lightly lifting and putting these things down, and a pair of eyes bulged out.

The stove is boxy, and there is nothing strange about the appearance, but it has a bit of clumsiness and a sense of vicissitudes of time.

Bolton casually picked up the extremely fast iron ore and threw it into the furnace, and there was no movement, and the scorching flames rose in the furnace, and the iron ore burned with a crackling sound, and it was red.

Bolton did not hesitate, picked up a pair of iron tongs and reached into the furnace, clamped out the iron ore and put it on the iron felt, then grabbed the iron tongs with one hand and the hammer with the other, and suddenly the bell bell ~ bell bell ~ struck it.

A hammer is played by the Bolton dance, and the sound of the hammer striking has a unique rhythm and is extremely fast, like a sonata. I saw sparks splashing everywhere, and a piece of burnt red iron ore had been smashed and ravaged in the blink of an eye, and it was simply shaped.

Ronald and Lucien were already dumbfounded, Bolton was so fast that he took out the iron ore in less than a second from throwing it into the furnace fire, and then kept knocking, and after less than ten seconds of knocking, he threw the basically formed sword embryo into the furnace again.

I don't know how this furnace is made, it doesn't need any raw materials, as long as you put iron ore in it, it will immediately burst into a fierce flame. After the sword embryo burned red, it was once again taken out by the pliers, and it was knocked again without stopping.

"Bell Bell ~ Bell Bell ~ Bell Bell ~ Bell Bell ~"

Bolton tapped with great seriousness, as if nothing in the world was as important as the work at hand.

After another ten seconds of knocking, the size of the sword embryo had shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large amount of waste material burst out with the knock and fell to the ground. A long sword was already basically formed in Bolton's hands.

"Zi~Zi~Zi~Zi~"

Bolton put the forged long sword into a bucket, and the originally empty bucket gushed out a strange cold stream of water out of thin air, only to see a puff of green smoke coming out of the burned red sword body, and when he pulled it out again, the entire sword body had been completely forged.

"Master, the weapon has been forged. Bolton said with a sword in both hands, kneeling on one knee and looking respectful.

At this time, Ronald was still there with his mouth open, standing dumbfounded, no better than Lucian and a few werewolves behind him.

Without Ronald's response, Burton remained on one knee, not saying a word, and his expression became a little nervous.

"Ahem~"

Ronald finally reacted, reaching out to take the longsword forged by Boton, his eyes still showing shock.

I saw that the long sword was straight, as if it had been measured with a ruler, the two sides had been bladed, and the population was sharp, so there was no need to test it, as long as you looked at it, you could feel the inexplicable sharpness.

"Good sword. Ronald glanced at the sword and complimented.

When Bolton heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, the nervous look on his face faded, and he regained his confidence again: "Master, this is a limited material, if you can give me better iron ore, I can forge a sharper weapon for my master!"

The corners of Ronald's mouth twitched.

A sharper weapon?

Ronald has no doubt about this. Although this weapon is good, it is only slightly stronger than the weapons forged by ordinary blacksmiths, and even slightly inferior to the iron sword that Ronald once fused with dark iron.

But, as Burton said, this is only because of the limited materials, what if Burton is given enough darkiron, and what kind of weapons can he forge?

More importantly, how much time did it take Burton to forge the weapon?

One minute?

Or less?

What blacksmith in the world can go from smelting to forging a piece of iron ore in such a short time?

If Bolton can maintain this speed and efficiency to forge weapons all the time, one minute at a time...... That's sixty in an hour......

Then the continuous forging of the day is...... One thousand four hundred and forty !!

Ronald shuddered, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Burton...... Where is this blacksmith, it is simply a high-precision machine tool in the shape of a humanoid!

Of course, Bolton is flesh and blood after all, how can he really be able to continue forging weapons every minute and every second, even if he persists under Ronald's orders, but how long can he hold on?

It is estimated that it will not take more than two days to collapse from exhaustion, and the efficiency of forging will become lower and lower.

"Boton, if it's just this standard weapon, how much can you forge in a day?" Ronald asked excitedly, trembling with emotion,

Bolton was stunned for a moment, then thought: "Master, if necessary, I can forge at least two hundred weapons like this a day...... At most, about three hundred, if more, it will affect the quality of the weapon. ”

Three hundred!

Ronald immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this number, fortunately he didn't hear the terrifying number of 1,440, otherwise the blacksmiths on the continent would simply commit suicide, even the blacksmith of the dwarf clan would probably wipe his neck with his own weapon.

But even so, a person can forge three hundred weapons a day, and the quality of each one can be guaranteed...... Bolton is already a monster.

"Sure enough, the production of the system must be a high-quality product!" Ronald looked up and whispered.

At the same time, Ronald's eyes burst with excitement...... With this vein and Bolton, there will be no more weapons to be fought!(To be continued.) )