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Facing the slanting sunlight, Orta's gaze fell on the old man's elbow-length glove.

To be exact, it was not a glove, but a metal prosthetic, and a faint touch of gold could be seen on the arm and a finger, which may be the reason for the color to fall off for too long, and it is difficult to find it if you don't look at it in the sun.

But in any case, with Ota's comprehension and specialization in blacksmithing, he can immediately wake up and understand this by accidentally discovering this, and this vision is much more vicious than that of many craftsmen.

Ota leaned closer and summoned the white light in his eyes, and the old man in the painting became a little clearer.

After a long pause, he finally exhaled a breath and said to himself: "Could it be that such a delicate prosthesis could have been made decades ago?" Looking at his demeanor, this prosthesis is quite flexible and free, but if not, why is the style of the figure and metal arm in this painting so realistic, and the appearance of the old man is even more lifelike, it is already as real as a fake. ”

Ota couldn't figure it out, but his intuition was that the old man in this painting must be real, and the painter was extremely powerful, and only the old man could be portrayed so exquisitely and delicately, and his demeanor and demeanor could be called perfect.

I can't imagine that there is such a superb forging skill in this world, and it can make the disabled like intact warriors, pick up arms and continue to fight, this, this is simply amazing.

Ota pondered as he thought about it, he had never heard Leo mention that there was such a high level of skill in the world, and that he had never seen anyone using a prosthetic limb in the village of Siro.

The appearance of this painting inadvertently opened a door for Horta, and also showed another possibility for his inherent forging direction.

If I can master this skill, am I still afraid that the blacksmith shop will not make money, it will be a lot of money.

Thinking day and night, Ota has been worrying about this for the past few days, and now he suddenly relaxed. Thinking of the countless disabled soldiers in the city-state, Orta immediately thought of the direction of the blacksmith's business.

Although there is a direction, but this aspect of the skill is a smear, and has never been touched, if you rely on your own groping to master, I don't know that you have to wait until the year of the monkey to learn, by then, the academy has already opened, and the blacksmith shop will be yellow.

Ota looked at the sky for a while, and there was still time, so he quickly took off the picture scroll, locked the door and left.

At the foot of the mountain, to the east of Lake Kurkh, not far from the shore, there is a tall building made of white boulders, which is the consul of the city-state of Kurkhia.

On the second floor, there is the only library in the city-state, where all the documents and recorded materials allowed by the royal family to be published have been preserved here for nearly a thousand years.

After a short time, a carriage slowly stopped, and as soon as the door curtain was lifted, he saw Ota jumping down from it, throwing out a few copper plates and walking up the steps quickly, and after a few steps, the person had disappeared into the gate.

The floor of the hall is made of black and white square stones with simple patterns, which looks magnificent and elegant. In the middle of the hall, there is a shuttle-shaped bar in the shape of a vertical eye, in which three beautiful girls are sitting, and they are busy with their heads down.

The three of them wore identical black dresses with a red strip-shaped emblem on their chests.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the black-shirted blue-haired girl facing the main entrance raised her head, and after glancing at Otta, her eyes lit up, and she stood up with a smile to reveal two shallow dimples, and asked:

"Is there anything you need my help with?"

Ota nodded with a smile and said casually, "I want to go to the library to look up some materials, what floor is it?"

"The library is on the second floor, but you have to log in here first, and then go up with this card ......"

The girl looked at about twenty, not very stunning at first glance, but very temperamental and attractive, at this time explained to Ota in detail, behind her, the other two girls covered their mouths and smiled secretly, and their eyes swept over Ota from time to time.

"Thank you. After a short time, Ota filled in some information on a form, took the card handed by the girl and turned to go upstairs.

As his figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, there was a burst of crisp laughter from the bar, like a silver bell.

"Xiaoye, this is a spring heart, Sister Li, look, her eyes can't wait to turn around and go upstairs. The girl with a pointed chin pulled Sister Li on the side and smiled in a low voice.

"Sister Li... You see Ami is choreographing me again, I didn't even watch Ota at all. Xiao Ye, who had been helping Ota with his busy work, said with his feet stomped at the moment.

"Sister Li, you see that she is still a dead duck with a hard mouth, and the name of Ota is remembered by this dead girl, and she still doesn't admit it if she calls it so smoothly......"

"Okay, okay, isn't the young man just handsome, you two, I see, you two are half a pound and eight taels, don't say anyone, Xiaoye is eyes are straight, aren't you also biting your nails? Come on, hurry up and clean up, Master Hans will go downstairs in a while." ”

"Oh," Ami turned around with a pout, and got busy with the work at hand.

Xiao Ye picked up the form of Ota in his hand, glanced at it again, walked to Sister Li's side, stretched out his hand to her, and went back without saying a word.

"Outa..."Sister Li glanced at the form in her hand, there was not much information on it, except for her name, age, address, and official position.

After a quick glance, Sister Li put it away, and glanced at the empty staircase, and the tall figure of Ota in a black leather robe flashed in her mind.

"This Ota is very handsome, no wonder Xiaoye and Ami are so out of shape...... However, it seems that this name has been heard somewhere. Sister Li thought about it for a moment, and finally smiled to herself fruitlessly, and got busy.

On the second floor, there is only one doorway on the huge floor, a long table outside the door, and behind it sits an old man who is nearly fifty years old, slightly bald and thin, with his legs on the table and the back of the chair against the wall, looking at a book in his hand slowly, at this time he is dipping his index finger in saliva and turning over an article, looking like he is relishing.

"Uh... Hello. When Ota walked to the table, the old man didn't notice it, so he had no choice but to interrupt him.

The old man raised his head and glanced at it, Xu is eyes were tired, and he blinked more than a dozen times before he came down normally, and asked, "Say." ”

Ota was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, you are too concise to speak all the time.

Ota handed over the card in his hand and said, "I want to check some information, can I go in?"

The old man said expressionlessly: "A silver coin." ”

Frowning and paying the money, he was about to go in but was stopped by the old man: "There are less than two hours to close, you hurry up, remember, the things inside can only be seen and not taken, once it is found that it will be treated as theft, it will be imprisoned for three months, remember?"

Ota nodded, suddenly remembered something, took out the scroll, and asked, "This is what I carried, why don't you take a look at it first?" ”

The old man put down the book in his hand, nodded and said, "Take it." ”

After unfolding the painting, the old man quickly rolled up after only one glance, with a look of shock on his face, "Where did you get this painting? You dare to bring this forbidden thing here, don't die?"

Ota was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Forbidden......?"

"Shhhh The old man hurriedly stretched out a finger and said: "Of course you are too young to know, the person in this painting is a foreign race at all, put it away quickly, once people see you, it will be miserable." After speaking, the old man was also sweating on his forehead, raised his sleeve and wiped it, and it seemed that he was also frightened.

Ota put it away suspiciously, and asked, "Tell me all the time, why is the old man in this painting a foreign race, I don't look different from us." ”

"Tell me about the origin of this painting first, and the rest later. The old man calmed down at this moment and asked.

In fact, there is nothing to hide, and Ota gave himself the painting that he didn't want to buy the old Jerry in the blacksmith shop, and said it simply, and then added a clever sentence at the end, because he felt that the old man in the painting was a little weird, so he came here to check it out.

After hearing this, the old man relieved his heart and explained: "As long as it's not yours, burn the ...... quickly when you go back."

After a while, Ota realized that the old man in the painting was not a human race, but another race on the continent, the dwarves.

Nearly a hundred years ago, in the territory of the human race, there were more than a dozen dwarves inexplicably, after communication, I learned that they were fighting with the orcs on the battlefield, and they inadvertently fell into the human area, and they couldn't find a way to go back for a while.

At first, the Terran royal family also loved and respected these people, and they were knights and feuds, but later it was discovered that they preached the theocracy of the dwarves in their territory and established a theocratic papal, which caused great dissatisfaction among the royal family, and even some territories did not obey the leadership of the imperial power for a time.

In addition, the Terran royal family has been watching the dwarves' exquisite forging skills for a long time, so they used this as an excuse to exterminate the dwarves and their Terran retinue in one fell swoop, and seized a copy of the forging secret book from one of the dwarven princes.

Of course, the old man had been in charge of the library and archives for decades, and he only knew that the dwarves were exterminated because they were convicted of preaching divine power, and he didn't know much about other reasons.

Ota listened to the general situation, and pushed the door and walked in, amid the old man's repeated instructions to burn him when he returned.

The old man seemed to have a cold face, but he was really kind-hearted, and Ota thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

Then, following his instructions, Orta walked straight to a place in the middle of the library, and after browsing through several sets of bookshelves, he finally found a book on blacksmithing.

There are not too many forged books, and there are hundreds of them, some thick and some thin.

Ota picked up a book and looked at it, after the washing of the white light cluster, his memory had already increased greatly, and it didn't take long for Ota to finish reading the book, but he shook his head in disappointment and put it back, and picked up the next one and flipped through it.