"It's called a broad-edged sword, and because it's sharp and durable, and it's easy to maintain and repair, it's so much loved by those warriors, so now it's up to you to try it out for yourself. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info "In front of a forging table, Linus is introducing a very common warrior weapon to Mortridius.

"Good. The answer to him was a refreshed Motridi, but if you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of tiredness on his face, and it seems that the physical exhaustion of two days ago is not without its effect on him.

Two days ago, it was also in this Mithril weapon shop, after exhausting himself and exhausting his physical strength and fighting energy, he successfully broke through the first order under his stubborn will, officially became a second-order swordsman, and began to be taught the knowledge of forging by Linus, the blacksmith leader here.

After these two days of contact, Mo Cui Di can basically conclude that the blacksmith uncle in front of him, who seems to have better knowledge and skills, is definitely a hidden warrior master, at least much stronger than Cheng Hu, a sixth-order swordsman who can't even hide his momentum. Staying by Linus's side, not only did he not feel the slightest oppression, but he felt that the blacksmith uncle in front of him was like a sea that could not be explored at all, and he could not touch the depth at all. In addition to feeling this feeling in front of Linus, the others were only felt in Karl, the patriarch of the Kane family, Marshal of the Principality of Fas, who he had seen a few days ago, and then other ...... There is only the Fa Saint Ire, who is no different from ordinary people in terms of breath!

In any case, Mo Triti understood that the strength of these three people was estimated that he could not even see through it, but he did not hang his head because of this, which stimulated the fighting spirit in his heart-sooner or later, I will also become as strong as them! Since his magic talent is so high, then the fighting talent can't be any worse, right? Mo Triti thought so, and the rhythm of the beating in his hand couldn't help but speed up a little.

It's not that Mortridi doesn't learn forging well, but he has a secret on him that Linus doesn't know - the subclass forging skills in the Book of Skills!

Through the observation of the past two days, in addition to learning that Motridi can endure hardships and has a tenacious and stubborn character, the biggest feeling is that he found that this kid's forging talent is too powerful, and almost every forging recipe can be memorized and built exactly the same as long as it is demonstrated, and even better!

In fact, the forging skill on Mo Triti's body has almost turned Mo Triti into an assembly line machine! This is not an exaggeration, when Mo Triti tried this activated skill for the first time yesterday, he had already keenly discovered this: as long as he had seen the forging recipe once, it would be arranged according to the name, just like a real sub-class skill waiting for a choice. When Mortritius gives the order to start forging, his body will naturally start to run along a fixed route, without the slightest bit of energy on his part!

Like the broadsword that Linus had just demonstrated, Mortritius simply gave the command in his head, and then relaxed his body and let it start forging on its own. Murrettius also found that this kind of self-forging is not only faster and more accurate, but also can automatically correct some of the wrong small actions demonstrated by Linus during the forging process, which is truly perfect!

Just when it took Murtritius only half of Linus's time to create a broadsword that looked better and made Linus speechless again, a big beautiful woman broke into the blacksmith shop, and it was Gianna whom Mortretivus met in the admissions office.

"You're really here!" Seeing that Murtridi was following closely behind Linus and preparing to learn the forging of the next weapon to improve her forging level, she was a little angry: "Murtridi-san, have you forgotten what day it is?!"

"Today is ...... "Murtridi thought for a moment and suddenly realized that he had forgotten something very important: if I remember correctly, today is the opening day of Silvermoon Academy!

"So you still know! I really admire you, you dared to release Mentor Andre's pigeon at a young age, if you hadn't been named by the adults himself, I guess you would have been expelled from school by now! Why don't you hurry up and go to the opening ceremony with me!"

"Wait. Just as Mortridi was about to be pulled out by Gianna, Linus, who had been silent behind him, suddenly spoke: "Boy, are you a student of the magic department of Silvermoon Academy?"

"Yes. Although things were in a hurry, Linus had also taught him a lot of things in the past two days, and no matter how anxious he was, he should say hello to him before leaving, so Mortritius turned around: "Uncle Linus, I'll go to the ceremony first, and come back when I have time." ”

"Go ahead, I've had time to find Andre with this sign lately. Linus tossed over a sign of unknown material, turned around and took a sip of wine and began to forge again.

"......" Although Murtritian was a little puzzled, it was a bit unexpected that such a person in a blacksmith shop could have a relationship with someone in Silvermoon Academy. But maybe it's just a matter of letting yourself send something, Mortritius looked at the boxy sign in his hand, and made up what Linus asked him to do.

At this time, Gianna was already urging at the door of the blacksmith shop, and Mo Triti didn't think much about it, directly put away the sign in his hand, and followed Gianna to hurry towards the entrance of the Silver Moon Academy.

Because the Mithril Blacksmith Shop was not far from the entrance of Silvermoon Academy, Mortritius followed Gianna, who had blessed herself with the Wind Technique, and quickly arrived at the opening ceremony.

The opening ceremony was already boiling, and in the surrounding crowd of people who saw off and watched the excitement, the hundreds of students enrolled in this class all lined up and stood under the makeshift platform, listening to the speech of a gray-haired old man on the stage with an excited face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, explore your potential in the Silver Moon Academy, and welcome to the Silver Moon Academy. As soon as Mortritius and Gianna arrived, they heard the old man's closing remarks, and it seemed that they had not been able to catch up all the way. However, Mo Tritius was also a little fortunate in his heart, he hated such a long speech the most before he crossed over, and it seems that he has escaped a little catastrophe.

In the surprised eyes of others, Mortritius was quickly taken by Gianna to sit down in the venue, but at this time, the vice principal's speech had ended, and there was nothing left, and the next thing was to receive the school emblem symbolizing the identity of the student of Silvermoon Academy.

After the school badge collection began, Mo Triti silently followed all the people who came to sign up to form a long line, and began to take the school badge from the seniors on the stage.

Originally, it was not a complicated procedure, and due to the strict recruitment of students by Silver Moon Academy, there were not many students, and naturally the team advanced quickly, so it was soon Mo Tridi's turn.

While thinking about the harvest he had gained from the forging of these two days, the tiredness accumulated over the past few days also exploded at this moment, and Mo Triti, who had nothing important and didn't think about anything, quickly entered a hazy state, mechanically received a delicate badge, and was about to turn around and leave, but heard a gloomy voice in his ears: "Yes, I dare to be late for the opening ceremony, it seems that we will have some fun in the future." ”

Hearing this semi-threatening remark, Mortridius's somewhat stalled brain instantly cleared up, and he suddenly looked up at the person in front of him who threatened him, only to find that it was still an acquaintance - the Prince of Alsace from Lordaeron.

Arthas smiled very brightly at this time, reaching out and gently patting Motritius on the shoulder twice, as if a senior greets a junior. But the cold light that flashed deep in his and Motreti's eyes could not be concealed, and the two of them had completely torn off their faces and stood on opposite sides from the words of Arthas threatening Motretius!

Although I don't know what I offended this Prince Lordaeron, but Mo Triti is not the kind of good old man, since everyone else has already threatened him, then he Mo Triti took this battle book!