Watching the young dwarf stumble towards the blacksmith's shop, Wayne couldn't help but secretly praise his good fortune.

I didn't expect to just find a dwarf who looked honest, and found a relational household, or the kind that is willing to do things, which is really rare.

Instead of standing there stupidly waiting for the results, he walked over to the other two dwarves who were still busy with great interest, and carefully observed the process of their ironing.

In fact, learning the art of forging was included in his plan a long time ago, except that it was difficult to find a good blacksmith because the cost of repairing equipment was too high.

The most important reason is that Wayne believes that with the blessing of the system's mighty power, whether he has talent or not, as long as he learns the forging technique, one day, he will become the most powerful forging master in the world, creating advanced equipment far beyond other craftsmen.

Of course, this process may take a long time and take him countless energy, but the long life of the witcher makes all his expectations possible.

After about ten minutes, Wayne saw the young dwarf who had run into the blacksmith's shop, with a clear slap mark on his face, and walked out with a grin.

He came up to Wayne, smiled, and said:

"Witcher, you're in luck, my uncle asked me to take you to him."

"By the way, my name is Andrew, don't forget to invite me to drink after you come out, I'm going to the Kingfisher Tavern, I heard that the spirits there are very authentic."

Wayne nodded with a smile and said:

"Of course, Andrew, my name is Wayne, and I won't forget that promise."

A little money, he doesn't care, if this Andrew is a worthy person, he will often invite this honest dwarf to drink in the future.

Maybe learning the forging technique will fall on him.

In addition to the furnace and anvil at the entrance of the shop, there is also a huge warehouse in the courtyard, a shed for storing coal, and living quarters for the dwarven blacksmiths.

Following Andrew all the way, through two courtyards in a row, they came to the place where Master O'Henry lived.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wayne heard a thick voice shouting:

"Andrew, get out of the way, you kid already owes me two months' wages for playing cards, and if you're lazy, I'll even ban you from drinking."

Wayne followed the sound and looked at it, only to see a bald dwarf less than one meter five tall, but with muscles like steel, sitting on the stone pier in front of the house, the wrinkles on his face were a little obvious, the snow-white beard at his chin was tied into three braids, and he was smoking a pipe in his mouth, looking Wayne up and down impatiently.

Hearing this curse, Andrew, who was also quite strong, squeezed his eyes at Wayne like a rabbit that had met a big bad wolf, reminded him not to forget to treat, and ran out in a puff of smoke.

Master blacksmith O'Henry glanced at his nephew's back, snorted, and then asked bluntly to Wayne:

"Half-elf witcher, it's the first time I've seen it."

"What school of witchers are you?"

Wayne pondered for a second and said truthfully:

"I'm from the Wolf School, Master O'Henry."

The master dwarven blacksmith bit his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke, remembered for two seconds, and then said with some embarrassment:

"I haven't heard of it, but thirty years ago, I met a witcher from the Griffin School who commissioned me to create a master-class armor."

"It took half a year just for him to gather the materials."

"That master's armor not only requires a lot of skill from the craftsman, but also from the temperature of the furnace."

"To do this, I had to spend a lot of money to upgrade the furnace to meet the requirements of that armor."

"When I finally finished that armor, I couldn't hold back my tears, and it was the most satisfying piece of work I had when I was younger."

Speaking of which, O'Henry looked at Wayne and asked:

"So, Witcher, what piece of gear do you want to build? Are the drawings ready? ”

Wayne nodded, then took out the blueprint that Geralt had copied from his bosom, handed it to the strong dwarven blacksmith, and said:

"Here are the drawings, Master O'Henry, and my companion has a finished product for you to admire, if you need it."

The dwarven blacksmith master took the drawing, snorted disdainfully, then looked at it for about half a minute, and said:

"To tell you the truth, that human merchant has no face with me, and I have no friendship with you."

"However, for the sake of you're a half-elf and a witcher, I can give you two options."

"First, you prepare your own materials and five hundred Oren's fees, and I can help you complete this master-level silver sword."

"However, meteorite iron, anti-magic metal, and moon dust like those needed on this drawing are all quite rare materials, and they are not available in ordinary blacksmith shops, so you can try your luck in the market and see if you can buy them."

"As for the second option, as long as you help me get something, I can prepare these materials for you, and you don't even need to pay for it."

"Of course, this thing is also quite rare, I have found many connections, but there is no way to buy it."

"East of the East, Wine from Towcente, East of the East."

"As long as you get me a bottle of this fine wine, I'll help you for free."

Hearing these two choices, Wayne couldn't help frowning a little, whether it was the material for forging the sword, or the east of Towcent, he didn't know much, and he didn't dare to say which choice was easier.

So, he considered the sentence for a moment and said compromisedly:

"Master, whether I choose the first option or the second option, you need to finish this work."

"Why don't you start forging now, while I go collect the materials and the East of the East."

"No matter which one I complete, when the time comes, you won't lose money and delivery."

Master O'Henry thought about it, felt that this was indeed the case, and snorted and said:

"All right, clever little imp."

The dwarf licked his lips and added:

"I'm actually inclined to you to choose the second option, and when the time comes, I can treat you to a drink as well."

Wayne smiled and nodded, he was actually inclined to the second option in his heart, being able to establish a good relationship with a dwarven blacksmith master would be a good thing for him, and even for the witchers of the entire wolf school.

Master O'Henry was a rather straightforward man, and after negotiating terms with Wayne, he kicked him out of the blacksmith shop without any extra pleasantries.

And in order to fulfill the blacksmith's request, Wayne didn't want to stay longer, and after leaving the blacksmith shop, he immediately went to find the person he knew the most well-connected, the wealthy merchant Levarden.

As a merchant from the south, he naturally had more access to the wines of Touscent, the East of the East, than the merchants of the north.

Wayne's luck is not bad, Revarden's house has not yet been built, and he happened to rest in the tavern today.

After knowing that Wayne had visited him, the fat merchant still received him quite warmly.

But this time, Wayne took the initiative to pay the bill in advance and ordered an expensive bottle of red wine, and Levardon did not refuse.

After the food and drinks were served, the two of them chatted while drinking, and before Wayne could bring up the topic of East of East, Rayvarden took the initiative to ask:

"Did Master O'Henry grant your request, Wayne?"

Wayne didn't beat around the bush, recounted what happened in the morning, and asked sincerely:

"Mr. Revarden, do you have a way to buy the East of the East? Or is there a way to buy Meteorite Iron, Moon Dust, and Anti-Magic Metal? ”

Hearing this, after thinking about it for a few seconds, Revarden shook his head with some regret and said:

"I'm sorry, Wayne, I'm buying and selling raw materials in bulk, like those rare forging materials, which are not in my network."

He muttered for a few seconds and said:

"However, if you're looking for a bottle of East of East, I can help."

"But I estimate that it will take at least two months from the time I send out the news and then it will be shipped from Towcent."

"And the cost should be one or two percent more expensive than the one on the market, if you can accept it, I can help."

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