This was the end of the conversation between William and Morgan Le Fay, and the two had a friendly exchange, but nothing good came of it to William.

If William wants to become stronger, he needs to learn magic, and Morgan Le Fay, who is a witch and witch, is proficient in magic but cannot teach magic to William, because the roots of witches come from the blood of the old gods flowing in their bodies, and in previous times they were natural priests and were a natural talent.

Therefore, William should not even think about learning magic from Morgan Le Fay unless he is transgender, and the path of the king crowned by the saints to become a witch has been completely blocked.

However, although William could not learn magic from the witch Morgan Le Fay, this did not mean that William could not use magic.

Whether it was the power of the lucky coin, the power of the spell, or even the holy armor and the royal privileges he wielded, it was also a magical power in a sense.

So William wasn't completely disappointed.

The royal palace of Ireland was empty, except for a few chests neatly placed there.

The best of the blacksmiths, the master of the masters, Miller, accompanied by his disciples, came to the palace, looked at the palace that was being rebuilt like a construction site, and then looked at the Irish warrior with a spear in his hand and wearing armor, he sorted out his mood a little and walked into the palace.

The first time they met, William was just an insignificant little person, a little blacksmith, and he was a master among the masters of blacksmiths, if it weren't for William Jr.'s father, William Sr., who was his former student, maybe he wouldn't have looked at William at all.

If it weren't for Patrick, the great saint of Ireland, who had placed an order on him to forge armor for a Christian, perhaps he and William would not have had much to do at all, at best, he would have invited William to a cup of tea, talk about the past, talk as an elder, send a word of blessing, and then that would be it.

It was precisely because he learned that the little guy in front of him was the heir of King Arthur and the destined dragon slayer, so while forging the armor according to the agreement, he also opened his treasure house to William and let him choose one.

I have to say that even now that I think about it, this is the most daring investment he has made so far, magic weapons and props, because of the magic in them, can be said to be a miracle appearance, which is above any treasure.

It's just that even so, miracles are still valuable, and countless princes and generals are still qualified to collect these magic items, and even as a master among masters, because he has a huge industry and disciples to maintain, even if he forges magic items, he will not keep them for himself, but sell them to others.

"Your Majesty, everything is well!" Master Miller looked at William, who was sitting on the empty throne, and half-knelt below William to make the ceremony of meeting the monarch.

In the past, he took care of William, just as he looked down on old William and all his apprentices, just like a monarch, he had the power of life and death over his apprentices, and the arrogance from the master also maintained this mentality for William.

It wasn't until William won the jousting tournament and became King Arthur's heir that he became the Earl of Avalon, that his mentality changed, and the son of his disciple seemed to have become a great man, but this still could not move Master Miller, he traveled all over the continent, whether it was the emperor of Byzantium, the Ottoman sultan, the king of France, the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire and many great nobles, he had seen it, and he was his guest, and the identity of the Count of Avalon was certainly noble, But for him, there was not much inner awe.

It wasn't until William transformed from Earl of Avalon to King of Ireland that Master Miller knew he had to adjust his relationship with his apprentice.

Although not the monarch of the European continent, the king of Ireland is also a king.

Master Miller knelt down on one knee, kneeling so naturally, he had no relationship with his apprentice and master at all, but as if he were meeting any king.

"I've taken your good word, and everything is fine now." William accepted the bow of Master Miller with peace of mind, and at this time he was not only a disciple of Master Miller, but also a king.

"I don't know what Your Majesty summoned me for, I have already instructed my disciples to start casting about the cannon." Master Miller asked, William's expedition to Britain needed a magic cannon, and the bronze cannon he had now forged was used to place it on the coastline to prevent Viking invasions.

Although the Norwegians are afraid that the country will be in turmoil for a while because of the loss of the king, but the kingdom of the Vikings is not only Norway, at least the Kingdom of Denmark is still good, so it is still very necessary to cast cannons to guard against the Vikings.

It's just that the craftsmanship of the bronze cannon is not difficult for Master Miller, and he has disciples in his workshop who are capable of doing the job, so he is puzzled by William's summons to him.

"In order to thank you for your help to me, I have decided to canonize you as a baron, hoping that you will work for Ireland, no, for me, and there are two chests of gold coins, and I hope to be able to buy magic items from my master's treasury that I can use."

William propped his face with his hand and said casually, compared to the loss of money, what he valued more was that money could be converted into his own strength.

Putin the Great once told a joke at the press conference, William can't remember the content of the joke clearly, but probably still remembers that a child used the family gun to exchange for a beautiful bird, the bird has beautiful feathers and a good song, but his father slapped his son directly after knowing it.

When you lose your gun at home, and someone wants to snatch your bird, force your sister, destroy your home, or even kill you, and you don't have the force to protect yourself, then what should you do?

Therefore, a country dedicates a large amount of defense budget to maintain its own army, which is definitely not a waste of money, but a necessity, because if you don't spend money to support your own army, it is equivalent to supporting someone else's army.

The treasure of the dwarf elves was originally used for military purposes there, and if William didn't spend it, once he was reluctant to spend it, like a miser, then in the end it was basically given to his old enemy, Duke William.

"These gold coins, these gold coins, there are too many." Master Miller stretched out his trembling hand and stroked one gold coin after another, and the experience of the blacksmith had told him that they were all genuine.

"No, I need that flying Indian flying carpet, a magical little tablecloth that automatically conjures food, that stick that automatically beats people, that invisibility hat....... Master, do you have any other magic items there, such as space rings that can be stored? I wanted so much, many of them were inconvenient to carry. ”

William said the magic treasures he wanted, and suddenly thought of something and asked, there are too many of these things to take away.

"........" Master Miller.