The beating of the blacksmith shop stopped, and the apprentices turned their eyes to the armor made by their teacher, Master Miller, and one by one they held their breath and couldn't help but marvel, the armor that radiated brilliance seemed to be shining with red flame light, and the power of the flame seemed to be alive on it, even if they had seen countless armors, they could not be amazed by the ingenious armor of Master Miller.

Master Miller wiped the sweat from his face with a handkerchief, his whole spirit seemed to collapse, he took a sip of wine, forced his spirit, and then nodded with a smile, he knew that this armor would help his master win glory in the jousting tournament, and it would also bring victory to the user.

"Teacher, this armor seems to have the power of flames, teacher, have you attached magic to this armor?" An apprentice asked curiously.

The oncoming power of fire on the silver armor could not be ignored at all, if an ordinary blacksmith had no talent, no miracle, no matter how hard he tried, at best he could only create ordinary armor and weapons, even if the armor was indestructible, even if the sword was sharpened like clay, this was also the realm of mortal things.

Like William Sr., William Sr., who was able to learn siege equipment, the method of building trebuchets was already amazing, and if he could learn how to make bronze cannons, it was only the limit of a blacksmith.

Only those who can attach magic or enchantments to their weapons are true masters.

"It's not magic, it's a miracle." Master Miller shook his head and corrected his apprentice's statement, "Attaching magic to weapons, armor, and other props requires a magician to apply magic and fix the spell to the weapon's material, but this armor has no magical power, and the flame on the armor is not the flame of the mortal world, nor the flame of magic, but above it, the flame of purgatory. ”

"The flames of purgatory, this comes from hell."

The apprentices were originally looking at the armor made by their master with great interest, but when they heard Master Miller's words, they were so frightened that they retreated directly, seeing the undead, why did the flames of purgatory appear on the armor's body.

Although they had long known that the master of blacksmiths was proficient in magic, could summon fire spirits, and possessed mystical powers, Master Miller was often regarded as a dark wizard by the lords of the human world and the priests of the Church, but summoning the flames of hell left the people at a loss.

"This is the armor blessed by St. Patrick, William, you can try it on him." Master Miller ignored the panic of the apprentices, he knew that the apprentices might not be averse to summoning the fire spirits, but when it came to the fire of purgatory, everyone would be terrified.

It was perhaps the first and last time in his life that he had made such armor.

Master Miller sighed in his heart, looked at William and said slowly, "Don't worry, although this armor has the flame of purgatory, it can't hurt you, St. Patrick is both the patron saint of Ireland and the patron saint of the believers who suffer in purgatory." ”

William took the armor, and the flames flowed in the armor, dyeing the original silver armor red, like blood, and it looked terrifying, with an evil aura and a holy meaning.

"Master Miller, I will dedicate this armor to my master. I can't put it on. William shook his head and refused to put on this armor, and Master Miller smiled, and did not force a gesture to the apprentice beside him, "Please invite Prince Liam over and let him put on this armor." ”

The apprentice nodded and ran outside the blacksmith shop, and Master Miller said with some pity, "It's a pity, if you don't want this armor, maybe I won't be able to create a set of armor of the same level as this armor in this life, unless it is an armor forged by a pagan god, it will definitely not be able to surpass my armor blessed by a saint." ”

Even if it is blessed by the saints, the power of mortals has bottlenecks and limits, and the only ones who can really create the unparalleled armor in the world are the gods.

He was able to summon fire spirits and forge them using a range of magic, but this was very different from the weapons that the gods made with their divine powers.

At best, it is similar to King Arthur's sword in the stone or the holy sword given by the fairy in the lake, which is indestructible but can still be broken for some reason or force.

William just smiled, feeling a little sorry in his heart, but he didn't feel any regrets, this was the original agreement.

After a while, the apprentice trotted back, and behind him was Liam, the prince of the dwarf elves, who slowly walked in, bowed to Master Miller, and then looked at William on the side and said to him, "William, I really don't know how I should thank you, thank you for giving me this armor, you must know that I originally accepted you as a valet for other purposes." ”

Liam looked at William with gratitude and embarrassment on his face, he walked up and hugged William directly with open arms, patted him on the back vigorously, and thanked him, "Anyway, when I win the tournament and marry Miss Lily, I will repay you." ”

After Prince Liam finished speaking, he let go of his hands, looking at the armor placed on the pendant, the beautiful armor, full of the aesthetics of a master artist, he walked over slowly, and gently touched the armor with his hand, as if touching some rare treasure, the red flame pulsed alive and dyed the silver armor, so docile, the helmet was bright, the armor was tightly sealed, there was no flaw in sight, and the holy silver light shone.

One shield has three layers, and the white-flowered sorrel presents three leaflets, inverted heart-shaped.

The white-flowered sorrel is a clover, a symbol of luck in Britain and Ireland, and the strange magic flowing on the shield and armor tells the extraordinary nature of this armor.

In Celtic mythology, three is sacred and full of magical words, the Irish goddess of kingship is a trinity, the goddess of war is a trinity, and the god of crafts is also three.

King Arthur travels to the otherworlds of Anon, Ireland and Wales, where he meets nine sacred virgins who take care of the crucible, and Morgan Le Fay is also one of the nine witches.

The white-flowered sorrel (clover) is the symbol of St. Patrick's and the national flower of Ireland, and has an extraordinary meaning.

The power of luck flowed above, and Leao put on his helmet and felt the favor of Irish destiny.

As the last descendant of the former kingdom of Ireland, he was all too familiar with the fluctuations of fate.

Three symbolizes luck, and the multiple of three nine represents fate.

"William, you don't know what you've lost, but I swear to fate and to the Celtic gods that if I win, I will never treat you badly, and I will share wealth and power with you."

Liam put the armor on his body and expressed his gratitude to William, and wearing this armor meant that St. Patrick, a Christian saint, recognized the owner of the armor as the king of Ireland.

William ceded the royal power of Ireland to himself.

The royal power of Britain is precious, but for him, who was born at the end of the ancient kingdom of Ireland, there is nothing more glorious than being the king of Ireland.

It is difficult for the afterglow of the old days to be reborn, just like the overthrown dynasty, it is even more difficult to restore the country, as long as the other party does not make mistakes and is overthrown, the destroyed dynasty will always be in the past.

It would be completely different if it had St. Patrick's support.

"I decided, I was going to convert to God." Prince Liam said solemnly.