"You guys look like they're here for the first time. This is the artisan area, and everyone calls me Iron Knife, so you can call it that. ”

Rounding the giant emerald cold iron tree, they swam into a whole new world.

Iron Knife began to gush about it. Most of the criminals who are imprisoned in the sunken prison for life will become more and more depressed day by day, but some people still maintain their optimistic nature and start a business in it.

In the early days, there was money trading, but later, all the gold and silver treasures became useless, and they switched to food and other practical items in exchange.

Looking at the fat body of the iron knife, you may be able to guess something.

The supply of these people is obvious, the sunken prison is extremely dangerous, and since there is a daily predator of the jungle, they create weapons and armor for the criminals, and make recovery or enhancement potions.

"What, need healing?" Iron Knife led them to a pharmacist, though he didn't look like he knew how to make potions. The pharmacist said, "What about the fish balls?"

Fish balls are a general term for the items used in exchange here, and anything that is useful to the craftsmen here can be called fish balls. Fish balls can be fresh sea fish, or they can be intact leather and scales, and it has become a form of coin.

No one explained this truth, and the two laymen who came from the land naturally did not understand, and Banderru wanted to go back and catch a fish when he heard it, but was stopped by the iron knife.

"They are my friends. Iron Knife said, giving Lanaya a look and motioning for her to walk to the medicine man.

The medicine man looked like he had something to say but couldn't say it, and it seemed that the iron knife had an extraordinary status in the artisan area.

There are no tricks to heal, and no one in the artisan section can use magic, let alone healing magic. It's just that the ointment he uses is a colloid, which is very good at insulating seawater and acts on the wound continuously.

This was a revelation to Lanaya that if she had the chance to return to the big leagues, she must report her discovery.

The wound was not as painful as it had been when it came into contact with the seawater, but the recovery from the wound was still slow, and Iron Knife called them to his blacksmith to rest.

This can be regarded as a kind of visit, in the blacksmith shop of the iron knife, the finished weapons are all green, yes, the same color as the emerald cold iron tree. In the corner of the room, there were molds and bottles and cans, and the iron knife said that he could not get fire in the prison, so he had to use reagents to melt the metal into water, and then extract the impurities.

"Alternative casting. Lanaya smiled when she saw this, and this was also a meeting with her peers. It is unheard of to use the raw materials produced by the Emerald Cold Iron Tree to craft weapons.

"Of course it seems to you to be different, but we don't think so. Iron Knife looked at the two humans with interest, "I'm curious, how did you get in?"

"Don't mention it......" At the same time, Lanaya and Banderru replied in unison.

Iron Dao sniffed a little disappointedly, "Okay, but don't be too naïve, since you've stepped here, don't think about going out for the rest of your life." ”

"Really?" Lanaya aimlessly surveyed the various weapons in the room, but there was always a little bit of it that looked familiar......

Emerald green knife ......

She remembered that Slark also seemed to have an emerald green knife in his hand, and she didn't look closely at the material, but the color was not different.

"Iron Knife, who have you made weapons for?"

As soon as she asked, Ranaya realized that she had asked.

"Ah, too many, I don't remember. Iron Dao said and touched his bulging belly.

But then he continued, "Are you particularly interested in my Emerald Tree of Iron? I tell you, this is the seed I brought from outside the prison, and I almost didn't find it, and if I hadn't found it through the cracks in the scales one day, I wouldn't be like this!"

Lanaya was tempted to say that she was not interested, if Slark's dagger was really made of iron knives, she was thinking about how to use the right way to get a little bit of Slark's deeds from the iron blade, but not revealing who she was referring to in her words.

"Have you ever received a particularly strong customer?" asked Lanaya.

"Yes, yes!" Iron Knife suddenly became excited, so frightened that Lanaya thought that he was about to get into the main topic, who would have thought that he would actually say, "Aren't you!"

“......”

"After you reminded me of this, I remembered that there was a guest I had been thinking about, I don't know if he was strong or not, but he was quite special. ”

"I don't know if you know, but the sunken prison has a history of three thousand years, and whether it is an old prisoner who has been held for a long time or a new prisoner who has just come in, they will understand one thing sooner or later: they will never be able to escape here.

But, about sixty years ago, I came across a little monster and when he swam to my door, I was scared. Not only the number of 'fish balls' he brought, but most importantly, his eyes. I can't describe what it was like, except that the scales all stood up, and my muscles and nerves were tense, and I was afraid that he would rush over and kill me, but I knew he wouldn't do it.

Everyone who will come to the artisan area is in demand, and that little monster is no exception. Most of the weapons that others buy are for self-defense, and his request is very special, he said, let me build him a knife that can quietly cut through iron bars. When he got closer, he was not as terrible as before, but on the contrary he was somewhat cute, and he looked like a young man. I burst out laughing and I said, if I could do it, I wouldn't be here a long time ago!"

Lanaya further felt that her guess was a possibility, sixty years ago, Slark had said that he had also been imprisoned here sixty years ago.

"No, no, if you could make it, you'd still be here. Lanaya said, she wouldn't tell Iron Knife about her fight with the Warden, but at least, what monster that the Sword of the Sky can't deal with, what weapon made of Iron Knife can deal with?

"Of course I know, that little fellow, if he wants to cut through the iron bars with a knife, doesn't he know that the aquatic weeds are even more terrifying? Then the little fellow smashed all the 'fish balls' into my smithy in a fit of rage, and told me that he had memorized me, and told me that he had made this knife in a month's time, and if he could not see it after a month, he would kill me.

After he left, I knew that the knife still had to be made, but I didn't know where to start. The hardest material here is only jadeite cold iron, which is about the same hardness as iron, and I have tried to cut iron with a jadeite cold iron knife, but only a shallow scratch remains. He also asked to be quiet, and I really didn't have anything to do.

I went to ask the other blacksmiths in the artisan section, but unfortunately none of them were as skilled as mine, and none of them could help me with advice. I was very anxious, a month was too short, and the most critical and time-consuming process to build a weapon with my method was to make a mold, which could not be completed in ten days or eight days, but there was only half a month left before the deadline.

As you know, of course I did it in the end, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to tell you this story. One day, when I was passing by the Emerald Cold Iron Tree, I accidentally got scratched by a leaf. It was a very memorable feeling, which I didn't notice at first, and then there was a chill in the place where I had been cut, and it began to ache, and then I was burned by the salt of the sea.

It wasn't a small injury to me, of course, but I was shocked at the time, because I had never been scratched by the leaves of the Emerald Iron Tree!" The Iron Knife patted the thick, sturdy scales of his upper arm, "This is the place! Do you know why? I went back and saw that the leaf looked different from all the others, it had mutated and the edges had grown jagged!

I instantly felt that I was saved, so I took the leaf off and went back to study. The idea of sawtooth is correct, but this degree on the blade is not enough, and in order to achieve the silent condition, it must be improved. Over the next half month, I began to work in an unprecedented hurry, during which time I destroyed more molds than I had since I moved here, and the other blacksmiths wondered if I was sick.

Finally, on the last day of the deadline, I finished it, and it happened that the little monster that was urging the goods also stepped in. He was so satisfied with the test that he cut the iron pillar I had used for the test into a plate and left. I'm glad he didn't cut my room, or on me.

This is not the end of the matter. I'm going to share my pride with everyone here, and tell them that the little monster wants to escape from prison with the weapon I made, so let's just wait and see what happens! I'm disappointed, like the weapon I've spent so much effort to make has been lost.

If the escape was successful, there would have been a commotion in the prison, at least they would have said that the bars had been sawed somewhere, but not even that. It seems that the little monster did not make a successful escape, so he may still be in this prison, or ...... Long dead. ”

Sixty years ago, the emerald green knife, the lack of a successful prison break, the little monster, these words were linked, and Lanaya was almost certain that the person described by the iron knife was Slark.

It's really so low-key! With such a good knife, it can still be incognito for 60 years.

Lanaya kind of understood why Slark hadn't gone ashore with them.