Song of Blood and Wine

After bypassing the Resource Exchange and the huge warehouse behind it, George came to the civilian area of ​​Morak Town. Different from the guarding mechanism of “loose outside and tight inside” in the rich area, after entering the civilian area, George clearly felt that the guard level here had dropped by several grades, but in general, it was relatively safe.

In the civilian area of ​​Morak town, except for the aboriginal people who lived here a long time ago, they are servants who take care of the nobles’ manor. Although it is a civilian area, thanks to the “real estate trading game” that the nobles always enjoy, if the residents living in this small town sell their residences, they can even live a richer life than the gentry in remote areas. .

Of course, George does not intend to contribute his Gold Coin to the nobles, and to buy a small house of his own in this paradise, so these anecdotes in the town have nothing to do with George, at most It can be regarded as a pastime while watching the flowers.

George has not forgotten that the real purpose of his coming here is to equip his mount with a new saddle, change a new horseshoe, find a suitable opportunity, and praise Toss was delivered to his father-in-law, Arthur Pandagon.

The rhythmic sound of iron strikes in the distance is exactly the destination of his trip!

Although it hasn’t reached the blacksmith’s shop, it came from a distance, ding ding dong dong, the precise and powerful beating sound like ancient bells, and the blower sent fresh air from the furnace. When the furnace spit out with hot and scorching sounds, George knew why the bartender and intelligence dealer admired the blacksmith so much.

Only the skilled generation can beat such a sweet movement!

Because the smelting furnace is working at full capacity at this time, the temperature of the smithy is much higher than all around. The high temperature causes the light to pass through the air of all around, causing irregular distortions, waiting for George to rely more on it. After getting closer, he can clearly observe the appearance of the blacksmith:

He has gray hair, the large beard on his face is particularly eye-catching, the blacksmith’s bronze skin, resolute face, and his focused eyes never leave. Passing the body of the giant sword burning red on the iron pier, his right hand heavy hammer continued to rise and fall, splashing scattered fire stars, scattered on the blacksmith’s mountain-like muscles, and landed on the thick ground.

George carefully observed for a while. There was no Battle Qi or magic on the blacksmith’s body. Each swing of the hammer was purely physical power. But to George’s surprise, the seemingly unremarkable hammer swing of the blacksmith can easily drive all around the Fire Element. These unconscious Fire Elements follow the rhythm of the blacksmith’s hammer swing and become extremely cheering excitedly. The pouring into the giant sword on the iron pier.

Looking at the blacksmith’s almost exactly the same movements every time he swings his hammer, and the fire star that keeps blooming on the iron pier like a firework, George looked a little fascinated for a while.

Wrought iron, quenched, carved, assembled, and finally sealed with oil. From the lazy afternoon sun to the red light sunset, George stood quietly on the side and watched carefully. The whole process from rough sword embryo to finished product with a giant sword.

Until the giant sword was put into the jewel-studded sword case, the focus of the blacksmith’s eyes moved away from the giant sword and looked towards the motionless George standing aside.

“Young adventurer, what can you do with me?”