Early the next morning, Ace was still in a daze of sleep, but he heard the noise of "ping pong" constantly coming out of the blacksmith shop downstairs.

Before Ace arrived in the Imperial Capital, Kamikaze's letter had already arrived, so Stark had made a point of cleaning the attic to welcome his first apprentice.

He looked up at the window and saw that the sunlight was already very dazzling, and he thought that it was almost noon.

Ace hurriedly got up and went downstairs, only to see that Stark had already started to cast iron at this time, and his mouth kept muttering:

"It's really a young master from a noble family, he's still sleeping so late, how can he learn the forging technique well in this state?"

"And this damn bricklayer, I told that stupid bricklayer to help me build it a little lower.

The results are still so high, do you really want to see my Ari Stark jokes? ”

Stark was standing on top of an iron stool, wielding the hammer in his hand desperately, looking really funny.

Stark continued to scold, but turned his head to see Ace's figure, swallowed back the swear words that had reached his lips, and then whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

Ace was also embarrassed, and originally wanted to perform well on the first day to make up for the bad impression he left on the teacher yesterday.

But who would have thought that because of the long journey some time ago, the body was really tired, and it was finally possible to sleep peacefully, who would have thought that he would oversleep all of a sudden.

And the dwarf Stark, although he was angry in his heart, but he had no choice but that the other party was the precious son of his former best friend Monchi-D-Kamikaze, if he dared to bully him, then with the temper of the kamikaze, he would not have to come from Nanyun City to settle accounts with him?

As a result, Stark had to take all his anger out on the iron in his hand, which was too hard to be broken.

At this time, Ace was really embarrassed to the extreme, his face was already flushed, but he didn't know how to explain it, so it was impossible to say that he had overslept, right?

Neither the master nor the apprentice spoke, which made the atmosphere in the blacksmith shop even more awkward.

In the end, Erry Stark couldn't hold it back, and immediately exploded and said, "You little ghost, are you dumb?" ”

But he soon realized that his attitude was too tough and fierce, for fear of scaring Ace to tears, and immediately his momentum instantly dropped to a low point, and he whispered:

"You go eat something first, if you don't eat, where will you have the strength to strike iron!"

Ace immediately walked towards the kitchen inside. He went into the kitchen and found that a slice of cheese bread and a glass of milk were already on the table.

At that moment, Ace realized that Stark wasn't really hot-tempered, and that he still cared about his apprentice.

After breakfast, Ace followed Stark and began to learn all kinds of things about casting.

"First of all, you have to understand that a blacksmith is an extremely great profession! Don't underestimate the blacksmith!

Don't think that those who are qualified to enter the academy are amazing, they are just lucky.

Moreover, not everyone who enters the academy will become a qualified magician! ”

Ace knew that Stark's words were a disguised way to comfort himself, hoping that he would not be discouraged. A warm current can't help but surge, making Ace feel more comfortable.

He's getting more and more fond of this cute dwarf who talks like dynamite, but has a sponge at heart.

"A lot of apprentice magicians can't pass the final exam of their first year!

Less than half of the children who enter the academy each year are able to pass the test and become a real magician. ”

Ace's eyes widened and he listened carefully.

"Of course, our forging skills are the same, we need to have a certain amount of talent."

At this point, Stark glanced at the thin boy in front of him, paused slightly, and then continued.

"Today, let's first get to know various metal materials!"

Stark said, and at once he took out more than twenty different colors and textures of metal and pushed them in front of Ace.

"Come and see, which of these metals do you know."

Stark originally wanted to give his apprentice a disadvantage, so that he could know that the forging technique was not as simple as he thought.

But no one expected that of the more than 20 kinds of metals that Stark took out, Ace only knew three, and all the others were correct.

Because Ace was on the way to the imperial capital, he had not been idle, and he had done a lot of homework in advance.

This caught Stark off guard, and the large wave of education and boasting that he had prepared suddenly lost his meaning and could only be swallowed back into his stomach.

"Well, this—" Stark coughed twice and continued:

"I didn't expect you to have some ability, so you actually made some preparations in advance. So... Well, let's talk about the characteristics of various metals. ”

......

In this way, the morning passed quickly, and Ace listened carefully to Stark's explanation.

He originally had an excellent memory, and he basically memorized it completely after listening to it once, and because of this, Stark's explanation this morning made him feel that he benefited a lot, and it turned out that there were so many ways to forge technology.

After a hasty lunch, Stark began to practice with Ace.

He led Ace to the anvil, then took out a piece of burnt black iron from the nearby furnace, and handed his sledgehammer over.

"Come on, knock this iron flat!" Stark said with a wicked smile on his face.

Ace has been a character who refuses to admit defeat since he was a child, and he immediately took the hammer and wanted to perform well.

Who would have thought that as soon as he got the hammer in his hand, his body couldn't help but sink down, only to hear the sound of "clang", and the black square sledgehammer fell to the ground.

Eston felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly reached out to take it again, but found that he couldn't lift it.

Seeing that Ace tried his best to feed, but still couldn't hold his hammer, Ari-Stark's face was already red, and then he couldn't hold it back, and laughed.

Ever since Ace came to the blacksmith's shop, Stark has been very aggrieved.

First of all, because of Ace's physical fitness, it is really not suitable for learning forging, at least for this purpose.

But for the sake of his best friend Kamikaze's face, he could only accept this apprentice with a hard face.

Secondly, this morning, he originally wanted to show off his knowledge in front of Ace, who would have thought that the metal block he prepared in advance, Ace knew almost everything, causing all the rhetoric he prepared in advance to be invalid, and he almost suffocated internal injuries.

Stark saw that his apprentice couldn't even pick up his hammer, and finally made a foreign appearance in front of him.

let him finally regain some of his dignity and face as a teacher, and the depression of the past two days was vented in an instant.

After laughing, Stark did not continue to mock, but said to his apprentice:

"Before you start forging, you have to exercise your body well, you can't even pick up a hammer, what else do you want to forge?"

"Go, go outside and run ten laps around Wall Street!"

Ace exclaimed, "Ten laps? ”

You know, Wall Street is a very long street in the entire imperial capital, and it is really not a joke to run ten laps around.