It was probably midnight when he took me to his lodgings, and he said that the torches made it easier to see the way, so we groped our way to his house in the dark.

Hmph, this kid really underestimated me.

"We're here." He said with a smile. After getting used to the darkness, the sudden light is really a little uncomfortable. Burning torches lit up his house, two small wood houses, a cowshed, and the other for some unknown purpose.

"Welcome to the Humble House." He said.

"Is there a village near where you live?" I asked him.

"No, I don't."

"Then you can live far enough." I say.

"It's a place where it's uninhabited and quiet." "I'm not really a big deal with people," he said. ”

"Well, indeed, when I came I heard that this is a place of lawlessness, and that many people who have committed crimes have fled here to escape punishment."

"Well, that's right." He said.

Seeing that I stared at him without speaking, he smiled and said, "Do you suspect that I am a bad person?" ”

"Ha, what can such a cowardly bad guy do?" I laughed as I spoke.

He chuckled dryly.

It's a great blessing for me to be able to sleep in bed again. Of course, I've ignored the fact that there are fleas.

It's a blissful thing to sleep until you wake up naturally, and that's true. And I was woken up by a clanging sound. I looked outside, and it was already getting dark.

He sighed and got up, what did this guy do early in the morning. Follow the sound to find it, and now the shed that I didn't see clearly yesterday can now be seen clearly, and it is actually a set of things used by blacksmiths to make iron.

"How did you get that?" I looked at him in amazement.

"You're up." He didn't lift his head, but just pounded on the red-hot iron on the anvil.

"So you're a blacksmith." I laughed.

"Yes." He's sweating profusely now.

Standing beside him, I watched him pound the metal on the anvil hard, this man did not have the submissiveness and shrinking of yesterday, in fact, his arms were very strong, and he exuded a unique masculine beauty when wet with sweat.

"What are you forging?" I asked.

"Plowshare." He exhaled and said as he inhaled.

"Is it a plough drawn by an ox?"

"That's right."

"Is this also worth forging like this?"

"I can even sell it in Stormwind." He said, "What I make is the best of the best." ”

"Oh, you really dare to say it."

"What I said is true." He said.

"Is that why you live in seclusion in such a place?" I asked, "Why would you have to walk more than two days to get to the nearest town?" Is it different to make a difference in a place where there are a lot of people? ”

"Of course it's different." He glanced at me. "I had a dwarven friend tell me that forging weapons and tools is like planting a tree, raising a bear, or educating a child. What you create is the fusion of all your mind, energy, experience, mentality, and so on. ”

"Do you know any dwarves?" I was a little surprised.

"Yes, I had the pleasure of meeting a dwarf. I grew up in the Red Ridge Mountains as a child, and my father was also a blacksmith. ”

"Why did you get here?"

"In order to make the best weapons, you need not only the superb level of the forging master, but also good materials." He said.

I looked at the piles of stones piled up outside the shack, and at the blackened pieces of metal on the side of his stove.

"You bought all of them yesterday?"

He looked at the metal I was referring to, "Of course not, I smelted it myself." ”

"You can also smelt?" I almost screamed.

"I'm a blacksmith." He was smiling earnestly.

"I'm really impressed with you." I said, "Do you forge weapons?" ”

"Of course." He said, "I have some hanging on the wall in my house, you can go and see them." ”

I slept in the next cabin last night, and when I walked into his room, I almost laughed at the variety of weapons hanging on the wall, which was a weapons shop.

I removed a dagger from the wall. In fact, to be honest, the appearance of the weapon he forged is very not gorgeous, neither flashing cold light, nor shiny, and even the color of the sword body is a little black, but the unique pattern on the sword body is very distinctive. However, the blade of this sword looks okay, but I don't know how hard it is.

I waved it, huh...... The weight and feel are still good. So he hurriedly took his weapon, holding the weapon he forged in his left hand, and the weapon captured from Nagana in his right hand, feeling that the two weapons felt almost the same!

I stood in front of his door and kept exchanging feelings, feeling the difference between the two weapons, and he also stopped striking the iron and looked at me at the waist.

"That's your weapon?" He shouted at me, "How do you feel?" ”

"I just don't know if this thing you made is tough." I say.

He beckoned to me when he heard this, "Come on, you can try." Then he pointed to a few stakes outside the shed, "Go there, I've got iron bars here." He said and gestured to the box beside him.

When I went to get the bar, he saw the weapon I was holding. "Ah...... What a gorgeous weapon! His eyes lit up.

"You're pretty knowledgeable."

"I'm not blind."

I handed him the knife, and a big smile instantly spread across his face. "Such a weapon...... How...... Oh my! How can you have such a sophisticated weapon! ”

"Okay?" I smiled.

"Of course! All those who wield guns and sticks will rave about such weapons! It's ...... This feels really good! Its center of gravity...... Really reasonable! He kept gesturing, "I don't seem to have seen this metal before......" he looked at me.

"Hmph...... There are not many people in this world who have seen this metal. I said.

He stroked the blade of the knife and rubbed it lightly. "Nothing short of a work of art! No...... It's the best weapon I've ever seen! ”

I carried his forged sword to the stake he stood on, and naturally, the sword he forged easily cut off branches as thick as a child's arm, and cut several iron bars two fingers wide in succession.

"You can make this thing!" I touched the blade of my sword and said, "I don't lose my sword at all." ”

The way he looked at me changed.

"You are indeed a ...... Master Blacksmith. I complimented him with a serious face.

He offered to see my weapons, and I placed on the table the daggers, short swords, and throwing knives I carried. He looked at my things like a child.

I went into his hut and looked at the other works he forged. There are also daggers, short swords, rapiers, two-handed swords, broad-edged swords, armor-piercing swords, two-handed swords...... And also...... Some hammers.

Remove a mace from the wall, it's actually pretty good, if you really want to fight, this thing should be much better than a sword! I swung it a few times, and it felt like it was breaking through the air. It was as if I saw the weapon in my hand in the face of the enemy.

If you really hit the head with a hammer...... Well...... I guess no one will be able to get back on their feet! Orcs are choking enough, too. picked up another melon hammer, it really doesn't look good...... But if this iron lump really hits the body...... I guess it's not just a painful thing.

This thing is indeed more destructive than a sword.

The flute hammer next to it also looks good...... But this thing is such a big hammer head...... It doesn't feel like it's easy to carry. And it really takes strength to make this thing, or it will be too tired to lift its arms in a while.

Now I kind of understand why this strange guy had come so far.

He's still looking at my weapons, and I'd be willing to give him a few of the weapons we've captured if Ralph hadn't gone.

"Where did you forge it from?" He asked me.

"I don't know, but I can tell you it's not a human weapon." I say.

"Not a human weapon?" His eyes widened.

"That's right, it's the weapon of some kind of monster in the sea." I smiled wickedly.

"I don't believe it...... Hahaha, you lied to me. He smiled too.

"I'm not lying to you, there is a kind of kraken in the sea, and this is their weapon."

"You served in the Navy?"

"No, I'm not in the navy, I'm from the north, and I'm here to help you fight." I'm telling the truth.

"You're a northerner!" He was even more surprised, "No wonder your accent is a little ...... It's not like us. ”

"Isn't the war over?" He continued.

"Yes, it's over, but I want to continue to see your kingdom." I nodded. "It's a blessing to have met you."

"Me too." The smile on his face at this time was much more sincere, and his eyes were full of admiration. "I once forged armor for Lord Lothar." He said proudly.

"Really?"

"Yes, but that's what I heard from the arms dealer, and I'm happy with the armor I forged." He laughs.

"Hmm......" I nodded. He shouldn't have known about Lothar's disappearance.

"I can also forge some of the gear you need." He said. "Your dagger is good, but it's not quite as good as your sword and short sword."

"Hah, that's a great honor!"

I had a lot of fun chatting with him over the next few days, and he told me a little bit about blacksmithing, but I didn't think I could be a blacksmith.

It took him one day to cast a dagger about 25 centimeters long and a short dagger 19 centimeters. It's a lot lighter than my dagger, and it's much easier to handle.

Two days later he made me two arm guards, a small set of shoulder pads and a set of leg armor, and he jingled all night until the next day, and then he excitedly pulled me up and let me try his masterpiece.

I'm kind of fond of this guy. Although the armguard he built was relatively lightweight, it was defensible thanks to a few beams reinforced individually, and the unique design of the olecranon at the elbow could inflict massive slashing and puncture damage if it was used in tight hand-to-hand combat.

Those two little shoulder pads were a pleasant surprise and protected the joints of the shoulders very well. And these two little things are fastened to the shoulder of the leather armor on my outside, and it is easy to disassemble. This guy is such a genius.

He has been in a state of excitement for the past few days, and staying up late has made his eyes red.

"How can I thank you?" I said, "Why don't I do something for you, what troubles do you have, troubles, enemies or whatever?" ”

"Enemy...... "Hater," a smile appeared on his tired face. This...... No. ”

"Are you sure you haven't? So what are you afraid of on the road? I said, "It's okay, I'm sure no one will hurt or influence you from now on." ”

"Ah...... Thank you, I don't really have any enemies......"

"There are no enemies, but there are still enemies, tell me who they are!" I now feel like it's my duty to solve some problems for him.

"Coulson, they're actually ...... It's not a big deal, they're just going to extort some money from me, it's not a big deal...... But...... There's a favor, I want you to help me. He said.

I nodded, "Say it." ”

"Help me get some ore back."

"No problem!" I said yes.

"Uh...... It's a dangerous place...... he said, "and there's a lot of kobolds and gnolls there." ”

"Oh? Really? Where is it? ”

"There's a cave, and there's a lot of mineral deposits near that cave...... But I need this ......," he said, pulling out a small piece of angular stone that shimmered green from the box under the table, and looked at me expectantly.