Seeing this dwarven forge master with a green glow in his eyes, Henry shook his head with a helpless smile, opened the dimensional bag, and began to take out the minerals unique to the dark region and the things that needed to be recast one by one, and soon the entire room was stacked to the brim.

Almost unseen silver of Ihili on the surface, adamantite enchanted by the dark elves with evil spells, crystals of all colors that glow brightly, diamonds larger than a human eye, stone spirits dug up by underground gnomes in the depths of the veins that contain the power of the earth, rubies condensed from lava eruptions, and the Sword of the Balancer, the Thunder Hammer, the Silver Sword, and the Mace of the Crusher that need to be reforged.

It can be said that any one of these items is worth a fortune, enough to cause an uproar in the commercial city of Askatra, and countless collectors who have invested a lot of money can even pay a sky-high price to buy one of them as a family heirloom.

Cromwell was already enchanted at this moment, frantically grabbing pieces of metal, gems, and magic items to carefully identify them, the expression on his face was sometimes hideous, sometimes fanatical, and it took more than half an hour before he put down the things in his hand, took a deep breath and sighed: "Praise Moladin, I have actually seen so many treasures in my lifetime, especially that war hammer, which is actually from the hands of Silver Blade." He was the dwarven blacksmith I admired most when I was a child, a true hero. ”

"So you're willing to reforge this mighty hammer?" Henry asked with a smile.

"Of course, I can't wait to see how powerful this ultimate hammer is sung by countless bards. Of course, I'll help you reforge those two swords as well. Cromwell said, touching his thick beard. He looked tired, but his eyes were still bright. Flashing with excitement.

Henry was well aware. Dwarves are blessed with endurance. Especially when focusing on forging, you can even beat the hammer for days on end without sleeping, eating or drinking. It is because of this dedication that they have been able to create countless weapons that have been sung by the world, and some of them have died the moment the weapons are completed.

Obviously, the old dwarf in front of him had already spent a lot of effort on the sword embryo placed next to the stove, and his body was already very tired, although he was still fighting for mental support. It can take up to two to three days to get rid of and faint.

In order not to let him die of overwork, Henry shook his head helplessly, took out a bottle of light green potion from his waist bag and handed it over: "Drink it, this is a healing elixir, it can greatly relieve fatigue and restore the body in one day." ”

Cromwell didn't say a word, just grabbed it and swallowed it clean, then licked his lips and complained, "Oh...... Damn it! The smell reminds me of ogre urine, it's disgusting. ”

Seeing that the other party drank his potion without any hesitation, a faint smile immediately appeared on Henry's face.

As the most stubborn race in the world, the Dwarves, once they start accepting your kindness. Then it means that he has regarded you as a friend in his heart.

A very good start, he thought in his heart.

After drinking the potion for a minute. Cromwell immediately felt some soreness in his muscles, followed by a warm stream of guò blood that spread throughout his body, greatly relieving fatigue in just a few seconds. He looked up at Henry in disbelief and asked, "It's incredible!" What kind of potion is this, how come I've never heard of it? ”

"Exclusive secret recipe, and it's quite cumbersome to make, don't want a second bottle, because I don't have it at hand." Hyung teased in a half-joking tone.

This so-called restorative is a powerful nutrient that quickly replenishes calories and vitamins and soothes muscle fatigue.

Due to the fact that the divine system of the Faren Continent was too developed, and no one had studied the body structure of humanoid creatures, they did not understand the role of proteins, vitamins, carbohydrates, fats, minerals, and dietary fiber, let alone what nutritional balance was. To this day, sailors on voyages are still plagued by scurvy, unaware that they can avoid such a situation by carrying some fresh vegetables and fruits that are not perishable.

This is also the reason why silk, porcelain, and crafts from Karatu are so expensive. Voyage merchant ships had to be manned with enough priests and druids on each voyage, otherwise it would not have been possible to sail for too long, otherwise the sailors would soon riot under the threat of disease and death, and it would not be surprising that even if the entire fleet were destroyed.

"Haha! You're such a clever guy that you can see through my plans at a glance. Cromwell stroked his thick beard and laughed without the slightest embarrassment or embarrassment.

Looking at the dwarf's bold expression, Henry smiled slightly, pointed directly to the large pile of things on the ground and asked, "How long will it take for these weapons to be recast?" ”

Cromwell frowned and calculated for a long time, then raised his head and replied, "Hmm...... There are a lot of things, especially the Giss Yankee silver sword, which takes a lot of work to forge, and it probably takes about two days. ”

"Can't we hurry up?"

With the war looming, Henry simply didn't have time to spend too much time here. According to his plan, he would stay in Ascatra for three days at most, and as soon as the airship from Ancomé arrived, he would set off immediately. Of course, in these three days, the divine vampire in the cemetery must also be dealt with, and it is impossible to wait too long for a few powerful weapons.

"Well, for the sake of all the materials you brought, I'll stay up all night tonight, and you'll be able to pick up the goods tomorrow morning." Cromwell said with a wicked smile.

Henry was instantly taken aback by this seemingly loyal old dwarf, and his tone immediately raised several degrees: "The ?!! you brought Oh...... Damn, these things aren't worth much, you can't take them all. ”

"Hahahaha! Don't worry, friend, I'm not trying to take it for myself, but to craft weapons and armor. Leave these precious materials here, and I promise that whatever is forged will be yours. Cromwell slapped his chest and made a bold promise.

"Including the sword you're forging?" Henry's eyes lit up and he asked. He had been eyeing the weapon since he entered the house, and although he couldn't use it himself, it was still okay to give it as a gift to his right-hand men or children. After all, it was a legendary longsword. I believe that after the thorough forging is completed, the power must not be much worse.

But Cromwell apparently doesn't think so. He jumped up like a rabbit and shook his head desperately: "No. That sword won't work. I have to pick an owner who is worthy of it. Although I can feel that your martial arts level is not low. But it's obviously more magical, so it's not for you. ”

"That doesn't mean I can't find a better owner for it, does it?" The corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a wicked smile and continuing to agitate. "Come to think of it, you just want the name of this weapon to resound on the continent with its owner, and I can easily help you achieve this."

"Really ?!!" Cromwell suddenly became a little excited. "Tell me what your plan is."

Henry smiled and spread his hands: "It's very simple, as a legendary mage, I invite warriors from all over the world to come and fight. And the winner will receive this powerful sword. Just imagine, if this news spreads, as the forger of this weapon, is your name still afraid that no one will know? ”

"Moradin is on top! That's a great idea! Cromwell shook his fist hard. Well, I agreed. It's up to you to pick a master worthy of it with a sword. ”

"No problem, nice to work with." As he spoke, Henry shook the dwarf's dirty black hand.

Either way, this legendary weapon has finally been tricked. Although he promised to hold the tournament, he could do it in the dark, such as letting his legendary warriors win, or inviting the winner to his command. In a word. This weapon can't escape the palm of his hand.

Cromwell obviously didn't know what Henry was planning to do at this time, so he directly picked up the blade and hilt of the Balancer's Sword and began to heat it. Prepare to repair this relatively easy weapon to get hold first, or with his fiery temper, he will turn around and kick people out of his blacksmith shop.

Seeing that the dwarves were starting to get busy, Henry didn't intend to waste time here, so he turned around and left the house, and when he went out, he closed the door with him, and the whole process did not make a sound at all.

Walking back down the streets of the docks, he suddenly spotted several young men standing in front of several huge baskets, handing out steaming black bread to the poor. Each of them wears a unique logo on their chests, like several clasped hands, and the common language underneath them: Help those around you who need help, and there will be people to help you when you need help - Mutual Aid Society.

"I want to ...... I now know why Naria has progressed so fast......" Henry muttered to himself, narrowing his eyes.

Clearly, this girl, who is determined to change the situation in Am, fully understands the two things that the lower classes of workers need most: food and respect.

Of course, that slogan is also quite demagogic, and I am afraid that many enthusiastic young people will not be able to help but join in. It's good to say that helping those around you who need help will have someone to help you when you need it. However, she forgot one of the most important premises, which is armed forces. Look at these unarmed members, it only takes one or two villains to ransack them all.

However, Henry knew that any organization would have some idealism in its first place. I believe that after experiencing several painful lessons, they will soon realize this, and then, according to the designed line, little by little, embark on the road of no return to armed insurrection to fight for rights.

But before that, he decided to protect the young shoot, which might be able to grow into a towering tree, to prevent man-made damage and premature death.

Thinking of this, Henry's face, hidden under the hood, showed a hint of anticipation, stepped forward and placed a bag of gold coins in the basket, and then turned to leave.

A boy with a freckled face hurriedly opened the money bag and looked at it, and was instantly dazzled by the golden light. He shouted at the distant back: "Thank you! Thank you generous sir, you will surely be rewarded. ”

"Work hard, young man, this is a promising career, and I believe that you will definitely become a big man in the future." Henry turned around and said something meaningful, followed by a quicker pace and disappeared into the vast sea of people.

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