"Uncle Leo," a voice rang out outside the door just as everyone was heading out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, it's Orta, what's the matter?" asked Leo.

"I want to use the blacksmith's furnace, I heard that you still have a lot of iron ore in your house, I want to learn to forge fine iron, and I will have the opportunity to build two great swords for myself in the future. Ota glanced at his uncle and the others, and said embarrassedly.

Leo is not only the third captain of the demon team, but also the only blacksmith in the village, and every time he goes to the city-state to buy iron ore, he also leads the team, after all, the quality of iron ore is also good and bad, and his eyesight will almost be fooled.

Leo glanced at Aina, nodded slightly, and then took out a key and handed it to him. Aina also took the opportunity to explain to him a few words like 'Don't be complacent in the future', and then left together.

Along the way, Mondello was thinking about his mind with some doubts, and was seen by Aina, so he asked, "Mondelo, what's wrong with you?"

Mondello hesitated for a moment and said: "I was wondering if I didn't train them hard enough, just now I saw that Ota still has the strength to strike iron, so I'm wondering if I should give them more weight." ”

Leo smiled: "These children are much better fed now than when we were younger, so it's normal for them to recover faster, but Mondello, you also have to warn Ota not to be reckless, once you are tired, it will be a lifelong injury." ”

Aina and Mondello nodded, it is important to keep your body up, but you can't be too tired, and it makes sense to overdo it. Aina slowly moved her body and followed them into the only tavern in the village.

......

"Medal?" said to Otta, as he walked in surprise.

Killing a witch will allow you to apply for a medal, but only if you use its weapon as evidence to hand it over to the magistrate, as for the witch's weapon is easy to distinguish, because it is inlaid with orbs.

It seemed that he was going to send the magic bead weapon to the temple to study, and Ota thought of this and immediately became anxious.

Although there is a method for the black-robed witch to make a white bone staff in his memory, it does not mean that he can make a two-handed sword that can be inlaid with magic beads, it can only be said that on the basis of referring to the white bone staff, according to the memory and steps in his mind, he can have a few more possibilities of success.

This is also one of the reasons why he wants to learn to cast iron, and the other reason is that after a few days of training, he found that his body recovered quite quickly, and he was tired to death a moment ago, but after only resting for a while, he felt that his body was full of strength, and the feeling of soreness and fatigue disappeared in the blink of an eye, which surprised him.

Naturally, he thought of the miraculous thing in his mind, and experimented with it, and the white light traveled through his body under his urging, until he fell asleep from a state of overwhelm.

When he woke up the next day, he found that his body was covered with black sticky stains, exuding a fishy smell, and the white light in his mind was still hazy and flickering.

After several days of experiments, the black dirt on his body is decreasing every day, and his strength, reactions, speed, and endurance are constantly getting stronger, if it weren't for the fear that the instructor and his teammates would see something and become suspicious, he could even solve the battle in a minute in today's battle.

Pondering all the way, Orta opened the door to Leo's house, and immediately a wave of heat rushed in.

While opening the door to dissipate heat, Orta saw that on one side of the door was an anvil the size of a table, and on the shelf next to it hung eight or nine hammers of various sizes, the largest hammer was the size of a sea bowl, and the smallest was not much bigger than a baby's hand cover.

"There's a lot of doorway here. Orta muttered and walked inside.

In the middle of the room, there was a large charcoal stove, the dark red walls of which were about to melt and exude high temperatures, and the furnace was covered with coke, on which were placed three pieces of iron ore the size of sweet potatoes, which seemed to melt in red at this time.

When he wasn't on patrol, it had become a habit for Leo to hammer out a few pieces of fine iron every day for backup.

Ota took off his linen robe and put it away, the garment was of poor quality, and it splashed on the sparks immediately. Then he took off the leather skirt from the wall and put it on his body, walked to the charcoal stove with his bare arms, took out the iron tongs from the bucket, picked up a piece of iron ore, and chose a one-handed hammer back to the anvil and began to beat.

Ota had also struck iron before, but it was a time of curiosity, and due to his young age and weak strength, he was tired and panting after a few beats and could not hold on.

But now, he has a goal, that is, to forge a two-handed sword that he can use magic beads, and at the same time to train himself by striking iron, only after extreme consumption and fatigue, his strength will grow faster when he recovers again.

"Bell, bell, bell..."

Ota struck again and again, and in a few moments, the long hair in front of his forehead was glued together, and the sweat on his back was shining with the dark red fire, and the heat was rising.

Ota pulled a thread from his linen robe and tied his shoulder-length hair back in a small ponytail, then picked up a hammer and struck it.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The crisp sound is so light in the quiet night.

The red-hot iron ore gradually became smaller in the constant beating, and the gray-black impurities were beaten out with the rising tobacco shreds, scattered around the cutting board, and turned into black hard particles.

Orta, on the other hand, was immersed in thoughtless tempering, and unconsciously, his body was covered with a faint halo, as if bathed in the silver glow of the bright moonlight.

I don't know how long later, when Otta had just knocked a few times after changing another piece of iron ore, he heard footsteps at the door.

"It's Uncle Leo who has returned. Poking his head out to take a look, Ota began to bang again.

"Uh," Leo walked in with a snort, "Orta hasn't been back yet." ”

"I'll go back when I'm done with this piece. Ota pounded intently.

Leo glanced sideways and nodded, "It's not bad, but there are still a lot of impurities, and you can't rely on brute force to strike iron, but you also need to have skill, rhythm, and of course, pace." ”

"Pace?" Ota was stunned, "Uncle Leo, why do you need steps to strike iron?"

Leo smiled mysteriously, and then said, "Otta, I know that you are very studious and a very diligent and hard-working child, but it is really late today, and you are very tired after a day of training, go back and rest early, and talk about it tomorrow." ”

"That's... All right. Ota changed her skirt, put on her linen gown, and left.

After Otta left, Leo picked up a piece of hammered iron with iron pliers, looked at it carefully, and then, his slightly drunken eyes suddenly brightened, and said to himself:

"The hand is steady without a hammer, the breath is long, the hammer is even and dense, and there is not much difference in thickness and thickness. ”

After Leo closed the door, he picked up the unfinished piece of iron ore from Ota and placed it on the cutting board, replaced it with a larger hammer and began to hammer it.

Suddenly there was a whining wind sound in the room, and the hammer shadow on the arm gradually became a piece, which looked very wonderful in the faint red charcoal light, as if a red light curtain was spread out.

With the crisp sound, Leo's mind gradually immersed in the memory, and the flying hammer beat staggered with the memory of the muscles, which was so wonderful and harmonious.

In his memory, he was rescued and taken in by the kind-hearted Daddy Lei, who was lonely and childless, and cared about himself like a parent, and taught him the ancestral iron-making skills without reservation.

Daddy Lei is getting old, his back is faltering, his thin hands can no longer hold the handle of the hammer, and his calves shrunk when he washes his father's feet...... The scenes of licking the calves flashed one after another.

"Smack"

Leo suddenly threw down the hammer, and squatted under the chopping board, his head buried in his arms, and the tiger's body trembled slightly, and hot tears rolled down.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and a faint voice that only he could hear muttered: "Dad, Leo is not filial, I didn't do what you asked me before you died...... In this chaotic world, I don't dare to marry my mother-in-law for fear of hurting others. ”

Leo wiped a handful on his face, and continued to mumble: "There is no mother-in-law, naturally there are no heirs, I am afraid that your ancestral iron-making skills will be lost in my hands, how can I have the face to see your old man in the future......"

Leo's hand groped under the cutting board, and then took out a booklet and looked at it blankly, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop dripping, and he smiled bitterly at himself, "I haven't shed tears for many years, it seems that this wine is a little high today...... But Dad, we haven't talked like this for a long time, so let's talk about it tonight. ”

Leo got up and went into the inner room, then took out a bamboo tube and two iron fists, sat down on the ground by the charcoal stove, laid the bowl, opened the bamboo tube and poured it full, and the room immediately overflowed with the smell of wine.

"Dad, I salute you for a bowl, I won't say anything like life-saving grace is higher than the mountain, it's all in the wine, drink. ”

Leo picked up an iron bowl and sprinkled it in front of him, then picked up another bowl and poured it down, exhaling a long breath and then filling it up.

After taking out the booklet from his arms, Leo grinned and said: "Dad, in fact, I didn't dare to tell you, the ones you taught are actually enough, I haven't learned the booklet at all, and we can't get those good materials, you said copper essence, silver essence, our human race is so mineral, how can there be enough materials for me to refine and build, you always say right?"

"Daddy, let's go for one. Leo picked up the bowl and spilled it on the floor, and drank one himself.

"Daddy, what did you say about that kid just now? I look good, what do you say?" Leo, who was full of wine, tilted his neck and thought for a moment, and then said:

"I watched this kid grow up, he has a calm heart and a serious work, and his physical strength is also good, you say that if I pass on this iron-striking skill to him, do you always object?"

After a while, Leo nodded, "If you don't squeak, you agree, that's okay, just as you said before, first accept the righteous son, and pass on the craft, this is always good, come, dad, we are going to ...... together."

"Hehe, you're happy, look at you... Cheng, I'll go see your old man in the future, and I'll wash your feet......"

Inside, Leo was muttering to himself, and a moment later, there was a thunderous snoring. Leo lay on his back on the ground, holding the pamphlet tightly in one hand, and in his dream, he was full of warmth and poverty in the past, outlining the corners of his smiling mouth.