Fylde looked at Viconia and Kogan in red dragon armor with envious eyes. However, she also knew that the scales of the red dragon were thick and large, and the agility of the assassin's body would plummet if he wore them. When the time comes, let alone a sneak backstab, I'm afraid I'll have to be discovered before I get close.

"Don't be envious, I'll tailor a set of armor for you after a while." Henry patted Field's shoulder and said. Of all the dragons in his opinion, only the skin of the Shadow Dragon is best suited to thieves and assassins.

Because this is a special dragon that lives in the shadow plane, and is very good at lurking and sneaking up. Although their scales are not as strong as other counterparts, they do have one thing that stands out: they reflect light. Anyone wearing armor made of shadow dragon scales squatted in a corner, as long as they did not move, it would look like a black shadow to outsiders.

"Okay, then I'll look forward to it." Feder turned around and smiled.

While they were talking, the two of them were already dressed and standing in front of Henry. He looked the crimson armor up and down and nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, it fits perfectly. Let's all go to the Sea Gift Tavern for a drink now, and I'll get back to you when I'm done. Remember, don't take the initiative to stir things up, it's a pirate stronghold. ”

"Don't worry, I know that place, as long as they don't mess around, I won't get into trouble." Kogan patted his chest and reassured. He was in such a good mood now that he agreed without even thinking about it.

Seeing the dwarf's assurance, Henry turned his gaze to Viconia. She is arguably the most troublesome in the entire team, and can pull in a large amount of hatred as long as she opens her mouth. If the tongue is a little more vicious. It is not impossible to cause a large regional riot.

Maybe it's because I got the new Red Dragon Armor. The Queen of the Poisonous Tongue changed her usual unreasonable posture, smiled disdainfully and said, "Don't worry, I won't have too much communication with those dirty sailors." The disgusting fishy smell on their bodies is so stinky that any slight proximity will make people sick to their stomachs. ”

Although the guys from the two evil camps made assurances, Henry was still a little uneasy. Before they left, he grabbed Fidel and whispered, "I have a bad feeling that if there is any conflict in a while, remember to go to the thieves' union next to me immediately to ask for help." ”

"Understood!" Feder answered, and followed the other two out of the blacksmith's shop.

Cromwell saw that all the unrelated personnel were evacuated. He stretched his waist and shouted, "Now we can finally get to work." You are responsible for controlling the fire, and you must not be too hot, otherwise the gold will melt directly. ”

"Don't worry, I'm a good blacksmith too." As he spoke, Henry walked over to the stove and pulled the bellows hard, and after a minute the temperature of the whole stove rose.

The flames grew deeper and deeper from the orange at first, until Cromwell suddenly shouted, "Hold on!" Then he put the golden torso on the shelf and started heating it. His eyes were fixed on the state of gold, and he rolled them at the first sign of weakness. This process lasted about ten minutes, and the golden body was slightly softer due to the very even heat, but it was still some way from completely melting.

Cromwell felt that the softness was almost there, and immediately yelled: "Jewel! Express gems handed over! ”

Henry didn't dare to slack off. Quickly hand over a Sun Gem that has been filled with positive energy. I saw that the dwarven forge master carefully avoided the magic lines, and used the dagger to cut a small hole in the gold. He dug holes about the size of gemstones. This is followed by the gemstone being placed in and then smoothed with gold. So a small time bomb was buried inside.

It has to be said that this is a time-consuming and laborious job, not only to have a pair of steady hands, but also to maintain the full concentration of the mind consistently, and the slightest carelessness can destroy the delicate magical texture. After the fifty gems were set, Cromwell's whole body was soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his hair and beard, and finally formed a small puddle on the ground.

Henry secretly admired that this old dwarf's forging level was much stronger than his own. If nothing else, this concentration and patience alone is not something that ordinary people can achieve. You must know that the more boring and delicate the work, the more it can reflect the overall level of a blacksmith, and there are too few people like the old dwarf in front of him who can persist for so long without slackening.

The two men repeated the same action over and over again, and more than two hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Cromwell finished setting the last of the sun gemstones, he sat on the ground and gasped for air.

"Damn! It's finally done! Give me the blood of the primeval red dragon! ”

"My friend, can't you just drink your saliva and rest first?" Henry asked with a smile. He really didn't understand why all the dwarves were so impatient, and whether he would still be able to pay his debts.

Cromwell shook his head stubbornly. "No, I have to see the pay before I can relax and drink water and rest."

"Well, as you wish." Henry sighed slightly and pulled out a small vial of crimson, seemingly boiling plasma, from the dimensional pouch. This is the blood of the primeval red dragon, and the abundant magical energy in it can still be felt even through a layer of glass.

"The dwarven gods are up! What a perfect forging material! With it, I'm sure I'll be able to create a masterpiece that will last a lifetime. As he spoke, Cromwell seemed to have forgotten all his fatigue, rushed up with an arrow, snatched the bottle over, held it in the palm of his hand, and kept touching it. There was an obsessive look in his eyes, and he wanted to lick it twice with his tongue.

Ignoring the old dwarf's muttering, Henry directly put the golden skeleton and his custom-made knick-knacks together, then drank some more water and took a break to rest. After all, there is still a bloody battle with Kangus, although full preparation has been made, but it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose.

It can't be helped, who made the half-lich make his only remaining body as hard as a diamond, and his magic resistance is higher than that of dragon scales. If it weren't for the fact that it was too late in time, he had an urge to work part-time as a Sword Master. Is there anything more pathetic in this world than a spellcaster encountering a monster that is magically immune? Probably only the melee class is immune to physical attacks.

After resting for more than twenty minutes, Henry felt that his body had basically recovered, so he got up and left the blacksmith's shop. As for the farewell, it was completely unnecessary. Cromwell is now like an old madman, writing and drawing on parchment while holding the dragon's blood, deaf to what others say, and seemingly designing a strange-shaped weapon.

As many dwarves have said, when they have gained it long enough, they will feel the forging urge in their blood. Some say it's a blessing, others say it's a curse, but dwarves who get this ability can always create a masterpiece. Trist's good friend, the dwarven king Bruno, once created the legendary warhammer "Tooth of Aegis" under this impulse.

Henry didn't know what kind of weapon Cromwell would build, so he could only silently bless him with a natural blessing as he left. Heading west along the alleys of the docks, it didn't take long to come to the Tavern of the Blessing of the Sea. Before he could enter the doorway, he heard a fight and shouting from inside, and one of them was very loud, and it was Kogan when he heard it.

"Damn! My hunch came true. Henry muttered quietly, and immediately kicked open the door and rushed in. As soon as they entered the tavern, they saw that the guests had already run out, leaving only Fidel and a dozen thieves fighting against a group of guys dressed as sailors, and as for Kogan and Viconia, they had already drawn their weapons and were ready to kill.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask what was going on, suddenly a middle-aged man who had been beaten to the ground with a blue nose and swollen face fell to his knees and cried. "Woo woo woo...... Master, I'm sorry I didn't take good care of your ship and cargo, they were all robbed by these damn pirates. ”

"Who are you?" Henry asked, frowning. Obviously, this person was beaten a little badly, and his facial features were already severely deformed, and he couldn't see the original appearance at all.

"I ...... I'm Su Li! Not only did these bastards steal all the cargo at sea, but they also intended to sell me as a slave. ”

Henry was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly used two natural magic techniques to treat it, only to see that the bruises and swelling on his face gradually disappeared, and the family crest printed on his forehead gradually became clear, and sure enough, it was Su Li who set sail for the sea not long ago. As soon as he thought that someone would dare to break ground on his head, he immediately became furious, his eyes became sharp, and a terrifying magic instantly swept through the entire tavern.

The primordial energy swept all the tables and chairs like a storm, all the glasses and wine bottles exploded out of thin air, many sailors who couldn't dodge were cut one after another, and one or two unlucky ones even got into their eyes with glass shards, lying on the ground and wailing. Not only did he frighten the pirates who were enemies, but he was also shocked by the thieves who were called in for help temporarily.

You must know that Gang did not chant spells, nor did he have any spell casting action, just a simple magic shock had such a powerful destructive power. Not to mention, Henry's silver eyes were glowing cold, and anyone who looked at them would feel a visceral terror and a tingling in their brain.

Feder cautiously walked over and explained in a low voice, "Head, we were drinking, and Kogan suddenly recognized the man named Suli, and then he fought with the pirates here. ”

Henry waved her hand to signal that she didn't have to say any more. He was not interested in knowing the ins and outs at all, in short, these guys who dared to rob themselves were dead, and the tavern should be run by someone else. Anyway, this has always been a pirate stronghold, and there is not a good thing at all.

The pirates also noticed that the situation was not going well, and from the conversation they had learned that they had robbed the fleet of the powerful mage in front of them, and that they had almost sold his men as slaves. As the manager of the Sea Gift Tavern, Thumb felt that he should stand up and play the round, otherwise he might not be able to survive once he started. (To be continued......)