The castle at the top of the hill.

Ophelia and Emile were taken to a room in the depths of the castle, where all the equipment needed for the forge was placed.

The emir wondered why there was a weapons workshop in the castle.

Then I heard Abdullah, who led the way, say that Leonard had a group of dead soldiers in the castle, all of whom were wearing special weapons, and these weapons were made by one of the senior blacksmiths here.

However, not so long ago, he angered Leonard because of a trivial thing that he did not do well, and he was directly executed.

When Emir heard this, he immediately became frightened, thinking that this Leonard was really more terrifying than a monster.

After all, monsters only kill people at most, and they won't come to the yin, but Leonard is different, he is likely to suddenly kill you when you are unprepared.

"Mr. Abdullah, don't be kidding, I haven't heard of any dead soldiers, and I don't know there's another smith here." Ophelia clearly didn't believe what he said.

"Hehe, whether it's a joke or not, you can try it and find out." Abdullah said with a smile.

Ophelia no longer paid attention to him, but was worried about the emir's repercussions, so she comforted.

"Emir, you just need to rest assured that you can forge it, and don't worry about anything else."

"Well, I understand." The emir nodded earnestly.

In fact, he is very aware of his situation, and Byron's proposal just now is obviously to relieve him, not only because forging is what he does best, but also if he accepts Leonard's reward without doing anything, it is equivalent to owing a favor, and then he will have to be subject to Leonard.

But now it's different, according to Byron, once the forging is successful, then Leonard's reward is what he deserves.

He just didn't understand why Byron would help him out of the siege for no reason, after all, he could only be regarded as a friend of his subordinates at best.

However, it was useless to think too much about these things that had nothing to do with him, so he decided to complete the task first.

The next thing is much simpler, although there is no help from Lilith, but it is just a sword, there is no difficulty, with his current technology, even if it is the most ordinary material, the forged weapon will not be too bad.

However, as soon as he was about to put the iron piece into the furnace, Ophelia stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Emir."

“…… Why? ”

"Haha, you don't think Byron made you forge a sword, do you?"

"Isn't it?" Emir was a little puzzled, he heard it right, it was indeed forging a weapon for a paladin named Zelens.

Then, he thought about it carefully, and finally understood what was going on, because he only said that he should forge a weapon, but he did not say what kind of weapon it was.

However, he didn't know much about knights, and it was understandable that he didn't expect it for a while, Ophelia immediately explained.

"I've heard about this paladin as well, and I'll tell you about him later, anyway, he's playing for Leonard right now, and as for his usual weapon, it's actually a huge hammer."

"Huh?" The emir was amazed.

"Haha, I was also surprised when I first heard about it, after all, the most commonly used by knights is a straight-edged sword, and it is estimated that Zelens is the only one who uses a hammer, but then I also encountered some strange weapons, such as chains, saws, whip blades, etc., compared to hammers, they seem ordinary."

"It turns out that there are so many kinds of knights' weapons." The emir couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course, there are at least tens of thousands of knights in the entire empire, and there are all kinds of people."

Hearing this, the Emir was eager to see the strange weapons, but now he had to face a difficult problem.

"But I've never forged a hammer, so what can I do?"

The Emir is in trouble, and Ophelia seems to have no clue.

At this moment, someone pushed the door open and entered, and Emile looked back and saw that it was Byron, who had just helped him out of the siege.

In the hall just now, Emir had been in a state of helplessness, so he did not observe Byron's appearance carefully, and only now did he see his appearance clearly, only to see that he was born with a handsome face, medium build, and luxurious but unassumingly dressed.

His eyes are gentle as water, and his whole person exudes a weak temperament, which is indeed not like Leonard's ruthless ruler who likes to play with people's hearts.

"I was in such a hurry just now that I almost forgot to give you the drawings." Byron said, pulling out a roll of parchment.

The emir hurriedly took it and spread it out to see that the parchment was drawn on the various data of the weapon, its shape, its weight, and how much material it needed.

He couldn't help but rejoice, it would be easy to do it with the drawings.

"What? Looking at you, could it be that you haven't seen this weapon blueprint before? Byron watched his expression.

"Well, I've only met once," the emir had to tell the truth, "Actually, although I can already forge weapons on my own, I haven't been tested by the forger yet. ”

"Really?" Byron frowned slightly, and then said with concern, "Then are you sure to forge a weapon for the paladin?" If I mess up, I'll have a hard time. ”

At this time, Ophelia stepped forward to speak for him.

"Lord Byron, don't worry, his skills have been approved by the Dark Knight."

"Oh?" Byron's eyes widened, and the look in his eyes at the emir clearly turned into admiration.

The Emir was a little weak-hearted, and the reason why Pedro asked him to repair the magic sword was only because he was the only blacksmith in Blackpool at the time, and he ended up doing something for someone else's sword.

Of course, he did feel that he had some skills, although not much, but enough, and now that he had the drawings, he could smoothly forge the weapons he needed.

According to the data on the drawings, he needed to fuse ten pieces of iron together, first remove impurities, and then shape the shape of the hammer.

It's not difficult, the point is that it will take a lot of time, and now it's afternoon, I don't know if he can finish it tonight after staying up all night.

Byron, who was standing on the side, seemed to see his doubts, so he said with a smile, "Emir, you can rest assured that you can forge here, it doesn't matter how many days it takes, anyway, Leonard is very idle, as for accommodation, I will arrange it for you later." ”

"Oh, thank you." The emir hurriedly bowed down and thanked him.

"Well, then I won't bother you."

Byron smiled slightly, and then left, calling Ophelia out by the way.

The Emir was alone in the room, and while he waited for the iron to burn, he sat down in his chair and fell into deep thought.

Because he always felt that something was wrong, Ophelia said before, Byron didn't want to compete with Leonard for the throne, but then changed his mind, in this case, then how can the two brothers still have a good relationship, just now when they were in the hall, Leonard encountered a problem, or would ask Byron for help, and Byron also gave appropriate advice, which doesn't look like they want to kill each other.

But it can't be said that Ophelia is lying, she has no reason to deceive.

After that, he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with any clues, and finally gave up, after all, these candidates for the throne are a lot of fancy intestines, and it's useless for him to think too much about it as an ordinary person.

So, he began to carefully look at the drawings of the weapon, and found a strange thing, which indicated that ten pieces of iron needed to be fused together, but this did not reach the weight required by the hammer.

He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the drawings were wrong? Because in order to meet the requirements, it is necessary to fuse twenty pieces of iron.

He was about to go out and ask Byron about the situation, but suddenly stopped, and he was a little scared.

Since Ophelia didn't lie, and Byron really had the idea of competing with his brother for the throne, he still showed a very docile appearance without the slightest malice, which shows that he is a different person from the outside, and is essentially no different from Leonard.

So what would happen if he ran up to Byron now and said that there was something wrong with the drawings he had given? He couldn't guarantee that Byron wouldn't do the same thing as Leonard did to his maids.

So he calmed down, returned to his chair, and after a while, he looked at the already red-hot pieces of iron in the stove and finally had an idea.

Byron is not a knight, so naturally he will not know how much a weapon weighs, and this blueprint must have come from the paladin named Zelens, even if he forged the hammer, it will be Zelens who will hold it in his hand in the future, not Byron, so as long as Zelens is satisfied, it is enough.

As for the forging process, only the emir knew about it, so no one knew how many pieces of iron he would use.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh that he was really a genius, and he was able to come up with such a good way to avoid suspicion of Byron and successfully complete the task.

So he threw ten more pieces of iron into the furnace, and when all the pieces were burned, he began to forge them in earnest.

As expected, the whole forging process was time-consuming, and there were no other problems.

Finally, after a whole day, until the afternoon of the next day, the emir finally succeeded in forging.

As the hammer took shape, and there were no cracks after quenching, the emir was so relieved that he lay down in his chair in exhaustion.

When he had rested enough, he went to get the hammer, but he couldn't hold it at all, so he had to tell Byron the news that the forging was complete, and let the paladin take it himself.

However, as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw a knight wearing dark gold armor and a heavy helmet appear not far away, and saw that the man was burly, estimated to be one meter eight tall, and was walking towards the room where he was at this time with heavy steps.

After a while, the knight stood at the door of the workshop, he took off his helmet and bowed to the emir.

"In Lower Zelens, is the weapon commissioned under the forging done?"

Zelens said, looking up.

The emir was struck by his appearance, for the knight was gray-haired, and his face was full of signs of age, but he looked more energetic than a young man in his twenties.

This armor should not be light, but Zelens's steps are still sonorous and powerful, and looking at him like this, it is estimated that he can kill a cow with his bare hands.

"Oh, it's done, it's done."

In the face of such a powerful person, the emir did not dare to slack off at all, and quickly made way out and let him enter the room.