Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 278 277. Bring the Giant Sword!

"Come on, tell me. What sword do you want?"

Berengar spoke confidently.

He is a master blacksmith who specializes in making swords. When Valyrian steel initially succeeded in reappearing, he had already given Lann a standard Valyrian steel sword for demon hunters.

But now that the young witcher said that his requirements for swords have changed, he should try to make another one.

Anyway, he paid for the materials, and Berengar was confident enough in terms of craftsmanship.

it was like this
"Can you tell me again?"

The old witcher pulled his long face and looked at Lan En in front of him like he was looking at a fool.

Is this kid knight's story book in his mind?

"The blade is one and a half palms wide, and the total length is guaranteed to be 1.8 meters. If the sword is to maintain a stable structure, the thickest spine must be at least one knuckle thick! Do you know how heavy it is?!"

"Even if it's Valyrian steel, it's at least tens of kilograms! There's no such thing as a knight fighting with a huge sword on his back, such a brainless protagonist!"

Even mutants like demon hunters, whose muscular tissue has become more durable due to the mutation of potions, are constantly pursuing lighter and stronger armor and equipment.

Who wouldn't be happy to make the equipment lighter?
But Lan En's request now. From Berengar's point of view, it seems that there is no practical value at all except for the dramatic plot.

The silver-haired young man was standing against the wall of the smithy, toying with the Valyrian steel ingot.

He was very calm about Berengar's expression of "the brain is not burned out".

A fighter's pursuit of equipment must always match the situation in which he uses the equipment.

Demon hunters and warriors in this world really don't use giant swords of this size at all.

Because most of the enemies here can let them use regular hand and half swords, combined with sword oil, alchemy bombs, and potions to "scrape" to death.

But Lan En's situation is different from the demon hunters in this world. His working environment is basically not in this world.

The super long-term cooperation from the lady in the lake made his battles basically take place in a different world with no intelligence or data at all.

After the experience of using old Robert's sword in Xianfeng Temple, Lan En felt that he could not give full play to the advantages of the demon hunter in terms of professional pertinence due to the lack of information.

Use fierce and unstoppable heavy weapons to directly smash large enemies and enemies with tenacious vitality in the first wave of contact!Chopped!
This way of thinking seems to be more favorable.

And should I say it or not
It is true to crush the enemy with a giant sword!So cool!
"Just help me make it, Berengar. You also know where I am going, and the guys to deal with cannot be viewed from a local perspective. The combat needs are different."

Lan spread his hands to explain, and Berengar also nodded at this time, accepting the statement.

"Oh indeed. You are the one who fights in the foreign world, and you are also an expert. If this is the battle requirement you have thought about, then I will do it."

"However, it is estimated that only demon hunters like you can use this sword."

Now, Berengar, an old fellow from the wolf school, is a little afraid to use an affirmative sentence when he says that Lann is a 'witcher'.

"Tsk, this sword of yours is not enough to use up all the Valyrian steel ingots now, I have to start with the step of steelmaking."

"The steelmaking process is troublesome? Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to use it, just give it to me the next time I enter the gap between the celestial spheres. A normal-sized sword is enough in this world. How much more do you need? I'll give it to you first. Leave it to you."

The long-faced old witcher scratched his neck in distress.

"The raw material of Valyrian steel is ordinary iron ore, which is not expensive. But I guess you have to give me five hundred orens. The main reason is that I need to buy monster materials that contain magic power. The magic power in these things is the key. "

Lan En was thoughtful, tossing and tossing the standard steel ingot in his hand, the five-kilogram piece of iron was like an Oren coin.

"Contains magic power. That is to say, things like water ghost tongue and water ghost brain are not qualified. It must be resentful spirit dust."

The monsters in this world do not contain chaotic magic power in every organ.

Water ghost tongue, water ghost brain, these are just ordinary biological tissues.

Wraith dust after the wraith has been wiped out, the essence of water in the body of the swamp witch. These are the materials that contain magic power.

Thinking of this, Lan En cast a vague glance at Berengar.

The old witcher was suddenly shocked.

"Hey! Don't look at me like that! I don't know how to bleed blood and make swords! That's too barbaric!"

By the way, the flesh and blood of demon hunters also carry a small amount of magic power. After all, the magic power they release from the seal is stored in their bodies.

"Cut~"

Lan En tilted his head and snorted dissatisfiedly.

He is really a swordsmith who has no pursuit, and there is no romance in forging swords with blood.

Also, as a worker, he didn't even have the awareness of saving his employer's cost by bloodletting himself, that's too bad!

Berengar felt his teeth itch, but there was nothing he could do. After all, working for Lan En was really delicious.

I can do my favorite blacksmith job, and the salary is much higher than that of ordinary blacksmiths.

In this day and age, no one would find a mutant with cat eyes to forge iron, no matter how good the craft is.

"Okay, when I arrive in Arethusa, I will remit [-] Oren to you through the Vivaldi Bank, and you just have to check it. It's the dwarf bank in Vizimari."

"It's a bit difficult for a demon hunter to get into Vizima now. The guard under Foltest, named Vernon Roche, is still alert. He is a good hand."

"Just don't go in. The remittance of [-] Oren is enough for Vivaldi Bank to send a salesman to wait for you outside the city. It doesn't take much trouble."

Berengar nodded in response.

"Then I have no problem. I will start working immediately. Basically, I can design the sword shape you want in the next few days. Tsk, this blueprint is made. Those who don't know think I'm doing illustrations for the storybook." .”

Lan En automatically ignored the other party's complaints, "I leave it to you."

After waving his hand, he turned and left the workshop in the blacksmith shop, and returned to the tavern.

Only Berengar was left, with a look of eagerness on his face, and began to put out paper, pens, and drawing tools, preparing to design a huge sword shape that had never been used in actual combat.

Lan En recuperated for one night in Margarita's long-term booked room, and the next day he rode Poppy again and headed towards Gos Wellen.

Berengar has taken good care of Popeye these past few months, but he hasn't seen him for a long time. This fine Kaedwin horse is a little familiar.

But it's okay, it's pretty docile in itself.

In winter, Velen's dank swamps add to the cold, making them even more miserable.

After riding for several days, Lane returned to the city on the west coast of Wayren one evening.

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