Section XXXII is added

It is a great joy to be able to solve the problem of "reckless bull strength" cultivation that has been plaguing him, William believes that his strength will develop by leaps and bounds, compared to a little sequelae, it is not worth mentioning, the tragic Phinea was ravaged by a man with excessive internal fire for several days and walked cross-legged.

Although William's mutation caused panic among the people, the casting work continued, and three days later, the main body of Elph's rapier was completed, and the entire forging process was basically completed by William, and he wasted more than a day solving his personal physical problems in the middle. However, the dwarf Nampow said that he would not associate with William, and for this reason he would even prefer to mingle with the most hated dwarves.

Although there was only one man, William was still the main force in forging fine gold, and he could work alone much faster than the three of Singers combined. By the time the forging phase of the rapier was completed, the alloy axe handle was not even halfway through, as the dwarves had a problem. For weight reasons, they cut one of the forging bars of cold star iron into two sections again, and took one section and matched it with another forging bar weighing more than 20 pounds, sandwiched between the fine gold that had been forged into thin strips, and forged them in a manner similar to the "steel-clad method" to make them together.

Due to the performance difference between Shojin and Cold Star Iron, it is clear that this is not an easy job to complete. The worst part is that Adamantite and Cold Star Iron are very difficult to fuse, and Singh and Torg don't trust Nanfdo, the only one who can solve this problem. In the end, this problem could only fall on William, and the poor dwarf returned to William's side tremblingly, but whenever William swung the hammer, he would stay away.

With the addition of a specially crafted solvent (in fact, a ready-made potion stolen by the gnomes from the Alchemy Advisory Group's laboratory), the forging of the alloy handle began to get on track, and when the orange-red axe handle began to turn golden-red, Singhs made a request to William.

"William, I think we're going to have to increase our manpower! we alone can't do such a heavy lift!" said the one-eyed dwarf solemnly to William.

"I didn't expect you to bring it up first!haha! Half-cut (bearded) dwarf! It's the first time I've seen a dwarf who has conceded defeat!" The heartless dwarf took the opportunity to sneer, and the dwarf scolded back, and the two quarreled again.

"Shut up!" said William to the dwarf with a stern face, "Are you serious?" said to the dwarf, "my friend!"

After receiving Singers' affirmative reply, he thought quietly for a while and said, "In that case! Wait for Tog and Sunderland to come over in the evening! Let's discuss who to join!"

In the evening, Sunderland and Torgue went to the forge together, and several people discussed the issue of increasing the number of people, which was not a trivial matter after all, but it was a matter of the origin of the Adamantite and the Adamantite Mine, and the people invited must be able to be trusted.

"We can't find the inhabitants of this city! most of them have been corrupted by money and wealth!, we can't be sure who can be trusted, and who can't resist temptation!" Sunderland said first.

"But the outsiders are even less trustworthy! they are a bunch of speculators and thieves!" retorted Torgue, who had been in charge of the city's security.

As the first person to propose an increase in the number of people, Singels, who had been silent since the discussion began, then said: "I know that there is a man who is more suitable!

"Who is it?" said that everyone turned to look at the one-eyed dwarf.

Singhs swallowed and said, "Bastebres, a brilliant dwarven craftsman, neither a merchant nor a traditional Mirabah philistine, I think he and his people would be a good choice!"

"You mean that Warhammer wandering dwarf! Although he has good skills, I have a hard time trusting him!How can a decadent guy be reassured!But speaking of which, the Warhammer Clan Patriarch also came to Mirabah a few months ago, William!That weird adventure party has been with you for a while, right?" said Torgue, shaking his thick beard.

Nanfdo also chimed in, "Dwarves are the least trustworthy of all!

"Shut up, gnome!" the gnome's words offended the crowd, and he cowered and closed his mouth.

Singers defended the soon-to-be-invited Artisan, "That's Buster Brese, desperate to return to his ethereal homeland!

"But ......"

William stopped Torgue from arguing, he and Sunderland looked at each other, and then decided: "Okay! Singhs is in charge of convincing Buster to join us! Is there anything else anyone else to say?"

Sunderland shook his head and said, "I have any other news I would like to hear? It's about the dwarven king Bruno's Warhammer and his friends! Word came from Nesmail City that Bruno and his adventure party had entered the Troll Wasteland a month ago. What a bunch of reckless fellows! William, they're your friends!"

William said vaguely: "Sort of!" He couldn't help but think of that Zhuo Er, who had very good knife skills, and it was a gratifying thing to be able to meet an expert who also used knives in this world, but William didn't care too much about the other three people, and the only thing that impressed him was the bad-tempered dwarf who was kicked by himself, of course, it was not a good impression.

Buster Brese, a down-and-out old dwarf, this drunken fellow all day long would not even know which coyote would have been chewed into scum without the care of a few dwarves of his own kind. Buster would rather be like the dwarven king Bruno in the cold and remote Icewind Dale, preferring to be killed by the monsters that have taken over his homeland, and he and several of his companions in charge of exploring the underground passages unconsciously ran into the dungeon of Mirabah during the Mithril Hall disaster.

Although Buster couldn't find a way home on the surface, he knew that Miraba's underground world had a tunnel connected to the Mithril Hall, which was why he and a few people who didn't want to go to Icewind Dale were stranded here, but the damn Mirabah Council closed the tunnel and didn't allow anyone to approach it.

Buster had heard that the Warhammer Dwarven King had left Icewind Dale and had found a few powerful companions, and although Buster had always thought Bruno was an abominable coward, he was still ecstatic to hear that his patriarch had set foot on his way home. Of course, there are some unpleasant rumors, such as Bruno and his three companions being defeated by a teenage boy, and the Dwarven King being severely injured, and if anyone dares to mention this in front of Buster Brese, the enraged old dwarf will definitely shove the other's head back into the asshole.

There is another thing that makes old Buster frustrated, when Bruno first came to Mirabah to treat his injuries, the old guy missed the meeting with the dwarf king because he was drunk in the tavern, otherwise he would have joined Bruno's team without hesitation, but by the time Buster came to his senses, the Mithril Four had been gone for several days. Remorseful, Buster is determined not to touch a drop of ale again until he returns to the Mithril Hall, and at night, the old dwarf, who can't resist the temptation of liquor, decides to drink only one barrel of ale a day, but the five tribesmen who volunteer to oversee it resolutely stop him, and the Warhammer dwarves are very worried about Buster's drinking habits.

Another dwarf in Mirabas who also likes to drink is Singers, and the one-eyed dwarf met when he was drinking with Buster in the tavern, and the two have since become relatively hard drinking friends, with the same idleness, the same complaints about the leader of Miraba, and of course the same love of drinking.

When Singers went to invite Buster, the dwarf who was fighting with his companions for the ale barrel did not hesitate to refuse him, and Buster, who had always regretted making a vow to abstain from alcohol, would fight with his companions every day for the right to drink, of course, every time he was a loser. But when Singers named one of the "friends" of the Dwarven King among the Forgers, Old Buster and his companions were tempted.

"William? you mean that bastard who was rumored to have knocked down Bruno? Damn it! I'm going to rip his head off and kick it as a ball! The Great Dwarven King is a mustachless kid who can defeat him? Old Buster is going to beat him into a meatloaf! Or I'll be a bearded dwarf!"

Trying to challenge William's pervert, Singhs tried to dissuade him, but he couldn't convince the stubborn Warhammer Dwarves, and he couldn't help but worry about Buster's fate with them. After a period of getting along, Singhs and the others have a deep understanding of William's non-human strength, and now he is very surprised that only one person can be injured in the battle between the Mithril Four and William, although Sunderland's identification spell confirmed that William is a human, but Singhs still suspects that he is a dragon or some other powerful life disguise, after all, there are too many ways to make magic ineffective or wrong in this world, not to mention that dwarves don't trust the power of magic very much.

The inexplicable hostility of the six angry bearded dwarves surprised William, although it was a bit troublesome, but it did not add any difficulties to William, because he would need the help of six guys to control his power in the future. Under the pitiful gaze of Torgue and others, the Buster Six were kicked around by William like six broken sacks, and finally fell to the ground with a grunt. The dwarf was still squatting next to him and said cool words:

"Oh, pitiful! How dare you provoke that pervert! And survived completely! I was very surprised at this! hahaha! What a bunch of dwarves! Groundhogs! Hahaha! uh......" Old Buster, who was rolling his eyes, made Nanfdo lie on the ground and retch, and the world suddenly cleared.