Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 38 38. Blacksmith Apprentice
Lane stroked his chin and nodded.

He didn't know much about this kind of high-end blacksmith shop, but he really didn't feel any problem just listening to this set of procedures.

The dwarf in front of him used stress when referring to his status as the "chief apprentice", and he seemed very proud of his status.

This at least shows that this master Tur Butcher is indeed a capable blacksmith.

So Lan En simply put his set of school armor on the counter.

With a "bang", the entire wooden counter trembled twice.

Fergus folded his arms and nodded confidently.

"Oh, you want to repair the service, then I can do this job. No need to trouble the master"

But before he could finish, the blond braided woman behind him interrupted him.

"Don't boast, Fergus. Open your eyes and take a good look, this is the armor of the witcher!"

Lan En also looked sideways at the surprise of seeing the rare treasure in the words.

This was the first time in a long time that anyone could see that it was a witcher's school armor.

"Expert."

The young man's cat eyes rolled around the two of them.

Both of them were wearing aprons, but the difference was that Fergus was wearing a leather apron commonly used by blacksmiths, which could easily block the hot sparks of blacksmithing.

But the human woman named Yuna, wearing only a cloth apron, seems to be limited to cleaning in this shop.

The aprons clearly reflected the identities of the two, apprentices and handymen.

But
"The handyman's tone of 'reprimand' to apprentices in professional matters? Interesting."

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

A human female handyman whose skills are stronger than a dwarven male apprentice?
Is it so magical?

Under Lan En's delicate expression, this "female handyman" arranged all the parts of the whole armor neatly and listed them on the counter.

"A puncture mark in the abdomen with a halberd? That's deep enough. Look at the links, I bet they're not made of ordinary steel!"

Like stroking a treasure, Yuna's face was almost stuck to the armor.

Lan En crossed his arms and let her observe, and even revealed some information about the armor.

"The demon hunter's armor will be mixed with monster tissue, which leads to a real difference in performance from ordinary steel."

"No wonder! Adding monster organization to steel is a skill that only masters can master. You really came to the right place."

Yuna raised her head from the armor, and smiled at Lan En embarrassedly.

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

The dwarf first glanced at Yuna angrily, and then went upstairs with his head down after the maid pointed to the scattered card tables.

After a while, Fergus came downstairs, and behind him was a male dwarf with a bald head.

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

The beard was thick, bushy, and trim, but grizzled.

He is much older than Fergus, probably 130 or more.

As soon as he got off, he went straight to the counter, looked at the neatly arranged armor parts, and looked satisfied.

"Good work, Fergus. I taught you how to handle armor parts by category, so you've taken it by heart. Well, much smarter than the dwarves who only knew how to work hard in the Mahakam mines."

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

"This armor is good, but there is a problem with the maintenance. 220 Oren, I'll repair it and change the fit for you, and I'll give you a maintenance along the way, how about it?"

The master is the master, even if the chain mail in the armor is not placed evenly, he can still tell at a glance that he is one size bigger than Lan En.

And Lan En has no opinion on the price at all, let alone 220 Oren, he has no objection if you drive [-] Oren.

The higher the asking price, the happier he is.

——Anyway, he has a "free coupon".

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

"Look at this first."

The old dwarf's expression slowly sank from self-esteem, and finally remained expressionless.

"Go to your mother's Wesselard," the old dwarf muttered, and then stopped suddenly, looking suspiciously at the young man's cat eyes. "You're not going to inform, are you?"

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

"Master, of course the merchants who have been stuffed with free coupons are entitled to vent their emotions secretly."

"Very well, I'm starting to like you lad. Whoo-fuck your mother's Wesselard! I'm being sold again! Again! Last time I played all day and didn't make a dime! Just refills I paid a price! Come again, this time!"

The voices of dwarves are very loud, not to mention roaring angrily at this time.

Yuna and Fergus might be used to it, but Lan still picked his ears.

"Then let's quit?" Fergus asked his teacher tentatively, stretching his head.

The old dwarf's anger seemed to disappear suddenly, and he turned to look at his apprentice like an innocent donkey.

"My wealth is this store, this store is opened in Gos Wellen, Gos Wellen is in Wellen, the Lord of Wellen is Sir Wetherard, who was personally appointed by Foltest, Fei Gus can't your mind spin in circles? Don't be so fucking stupid!"

After lecturing the apprentices, Master Tur Butcher turned to Lan En again.

"Let you see a joke." The old dwarf's tone was not as enthusiastic as when he was negotiating the price just now, but he was not as irritable as when he received the free coupon. "You can come and take the armor away by this time tomorrow. No, you don't need to measure your height. My eyes are the ruler. If you make a mistake, I will change it for you for free."

The young man had nothing to do, turned and left.

When he walked out of the blacksmith's shop and untied Popie tied outside the door, he heard voices in the blacksmith's shop with his keen hearing.

The door panel opened and closed, it should be 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 us! I will tell you the knowledge of the master, and you will help me maintain the position of apprentice. This is what we both agreed!"

"The demon hunter doesn't even know us. Why would he tell the master our secret? Besides, when the demon hunter armor was in front of me, I couldn't control myself at all."

"Then you can't open your mouth and reveal your secrets, right? Do you want me to repeat the original words of Master Yiquanche?" I will never accept humans as apprentices. It's not racial discrimination, but I know that as long as they have the same casting technology as us one day Well, we'll get rid of us all, like the Volans and the Waippo'. I know you ain't bad, and you don't think badly about us dwarves, Yuna. But except I'll help you learn to forge Knowledge, no other dwarf will do that!"

"...well, Fergus. I'll be more careful in the future."

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

"It's not all right, Fergus."

"what?"

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

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

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