Lan touched his chin and nodded.

He didn't know much about this kind of high-end blacksmith shop, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with just listening to the process.

The dwarf in front of him reread his status as "chief apprentice", and it seemed that he was proud of his status.

This at least shows that this Master Tur Butcher is indeed a skilled blacksmith.

So Lan En simply brought his own set of school armor to the counter.

There was a "bang", and the entire wooden counter trembled twice.

Fergus folded his hands on his chest and nodded confidently.

"Oh, you're going to repair the service, so I can do this little job. You don't need to work hard to drive the master......"

But before he could finish, the blonde woman with braided hair behind him interrupted him.

"Don't boast, Fergas. Open your eyes and take a look, this is the armor of the Demon Hunter! ”

The surprise of seeing a strange treasure in his words made Lan En look sideways.

For the first time in a long time, this was the first time anyone could see that this was the Witcher's School of Armor.

"Connoisseur."

The young man's cat's eyes swirled over the two.

Both men wore aprons, but the difference was that Fergus wore a leather apron commonly used by blacksmiths, which could easily block the sparks of iron.

However, a human woman named Yuna, who wears only a cloth apron, seems to be limited to cleaning in this shop.

The apron is a clear reflection of the identity of the two, apprentice and handyman.

But......

"Is the tone of the handyman 'reprimanding' to the apprentice in professional matters? Interesting......"

The chain of contempt between technicians usually depends only on the technology itself.

A human female handyman with stronger skills than a dwarven male apprentice?

Is it so magical?

Under Lanen's subtle expression, the "handywoman" arranged the various parts of the entire armor neatly and arranged them on the counter.

"Puncture marks in the abdomen...... Halberd poke? That's deep enough. Look at these links, I bet they're not made of ordinary steel! ”

As if stroking a treasure, Yuna's face was almost attached to her armor.

Lan En clasped his hands on his chest and let her observe, revealing a little bit of armor information.

"The Witcher's armor is mixed with monster tissue, which makes the performance really different from ordinary steel."

"No wonder! Join the Monster Organization in Steel, a skill that only a master can master. You've come to the right place. ”

Yuna looked up from her armor and smiled embarrassedly at Lane.

Then she turned back to Fergus and said, "Go and call the master down, we really can't do this job." ”

The dwarf gave Yuna an annoyed look, then the handywoman pointed to the scattered tables and headed upstairs.

In a few moments, Fergus came downstairs, and behind him was a bald male dwarf.

Kong Wu's powerful body looks like a low iron pier as a whole.

The beard was thick, dense and neat, but the color was already gray.

He was much older than Ferggs, and he should be one hundred and thirty years old.

As soon as he arrived, he went straight to the counter, looking at the neatly arranged pieces of armor with a satisfied expression.

"Well done, Fergas. I'll teach you how to sort the armor parts, and it seems you've got it in mind. Well, it's much smarter than the dwarves who only know how to work hard in the mines of Mahakam. ”

Amid Fergus's "You taught well" compliments, the old dwarf looked at his client.

"This nail is good, but there is a bit of a problem with maintenance. Two hundred and twenty Oron, I'll repair and change the fit for you, and I'll give you a maintenance by the way, how about it. ”

A master is a master, and even if the chain mail in the armor is not evenly placed, he can still see at a glance that he is one size larger than Lan's stature.

And Lan En has no opinion on the price at all, don't say two hundred and twenty Oron, he has no opinion if you drive three hundred Oron.

The higher the offer, the happier he became.

- Anyway, he has a "free ticket".

"I totally agree with your price, your craftsmanship is definitely worth it. But before that......" Lan En took out the parchment note in his arms and put it on the counter with a smile under the old dwarf's very self-contained expression.

"Take a look at this first."

The old dwarf's expression slowly sank from self-restraint to expressionlessness at the end.

"Fuck you...... Viselard," the old dwarf muttered, then stopped abruptly and looked suspiciously at the young man's cat's eyes. You're not going to snitch, are you? ”

Lan En shook his head and raised his hands to signal his harmlessness.

"Master, the merchant who has been stuffed with a free coupon is certainly qualified to vent his emotions in secret."

"Very well, I'm starting to like you, young man. Phew-I fuck you Viselard! It's a favor for me again! Again! Last time, I fought for a whole day, and I didn't make a single profit! Just make up the cost for me! Come back, come back this time! ”

The dwarves were loud and loud, not to mention the angry roars at this time.

Yuna and Fergus may have gotten used to it, but Lane plucked her ears anyway.

"Shall we ...... Quit? Fergus tilted his head, tentatively asking his teacher.

The old dwarf's anger seemed to have vanished suddenly, and he turned his head to look at his apprentice as if he were looking at an innocent donkey.

"My net worth is this shop, this shop is open in Goth Willen, Goth Willen is in Willen, and the lord of Willen is Lord Velthald of Fortest, Fergus...... Can't your brain go round and round? Don't fucking say stupid things again! ”

After teaching his apprentices, Master Tur Butcher turned to Lane again.

"I'm going to make you see the joke." The old dwarf's tone was not as enthusiastic as when he had just negotiated the price, but he was not as grumpy as when he received the free ticket. "You'll be able to come and take the armor by this time tomorrow, no, don't measure your height. My eyes are rulers, and if something goes wrong, I'll change it for you for free. ”

The young man had no choice but to turn away.

As he walked out of the blacksmith shop and untied the pupai that was tied to the door, he heard the sounds in the blacksmith shop with keen hearing.

The door panel opened and closed, and it was supposed that Tur Butcher was carrying the armor to be repaired to the workshop.

Yuna and Fergus were whispering.

"Can you be careful? That witcher is about to see what happened to the two of us! I will tell you the knowledge of the master, and you will help me maintain the position of apprentice, which is what the two of us have agreed on! ”

"That witcher doesn't even know us, so why does he tell the master our secrets? Besides, when that witcher armor was in front of me, I couldn't control myself at all. ”

"Then you can't just open your mouth and show your stuff, can you? Do you want me to repeat the words of Master Quan Che? 'I'm never going to take humans as apprentices, it's not racist, it's just that I know that if they one day forge as good as we do, they'll get rid of us all, just like the Volans and the Weibo. I know you're not a bad person, and you don't have bad thoughts toward us dwarves, Yuna. But no other dwarf would do that except for me to help you learn about blacksmithing! ”

“...... Well, Fergas. I'll be more careful in the future. ”

"Aha, that's fine. Come on, you can help me type out something and give it to the teacher. A long sword, two iron gloves......"

"It's not fine, Fergas."

"What?"

"Earth elemental, you still owe me an earth elemental card!"

Lan was thoughtful outside the door, then smiled lightly and led the horse away.