Chapter 66 Birthday Present

"Viscount Dickens, if you need it, I can transfer this magic weapon to you." Before Abel could answer, Prince Wyatt said with a blushing face.

Prince Wyatt didn't bring so many gold coins with him when he came out this time, and although his status is noble, he has not reached the point where he can enjoy the magic gold card. If he is the heir of the duchy, he can still pass the magic gold card. Review, but a fourth prince with an unstable position like him could become an ordinary noble at any time.

"I don't want to be loved. If Master Abel doesn't have a ready-made magic sword, I can wait for Master Abel to forge it next time." Viscount Dickens doesn't like being called a Viscount. This is known to everyone in Harvest City. What happened, Prince Wyatt's address to him made him very unhappy, and he could also feel that the prince might not have enough gold coins, which would make the prince humiliated, and what did it matter if he got the magic weapon later.

Viscount Dickens took out the magic gold card from his arms and said, "I can pay first, Master Abel."

"This time, two identical magic weapons were forged. Since the Lord of the City needs it, the other one is yours." Abel turned his head and asked Lindsay to bring the other magic weapon.

Abel's operating room is not for anyone to enter. In addition to Lord Marshall, only the butler Lindsay can enter and exit the castle. When he knew the value of magic weapons, Lindsay decided to add a door to Abel's operating room. Sentinel.

Lindsay moved quickly, and another magic sword had been handed over to Viscount Dickens.

Viscount Dickens took the magic sword in his hand and waved it twice, and happily extended the magic gold card to Abel. Abel also took out his own magic gold card from his arms. The two cards were opposite. The number jumped from 1750 to 51750 instantly.

Abel is very short of gold coins now, and he has never had so many gold coins in his hands, but considering that the 270,000 gold coins are only a kind of gold coins for the medicine needed for training, the speed of earning gold coins is still too slow.

At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on Prince Wyatt. The price of the magic weapon was set by Thorin, the dwarf master. Viscount Dickens agreed and bought it. Now only Prince Wyatt has not expressed it.

"Master Abel, can I discuss it with you alone?" Prince Wyatt said to Abel in a dry voice.

"His Royal Highness Prince Wyatt, please this way." Abel said, pointing to the reception room on the side.

When Abel and Prince Wyatt came back, they both had smiles on their faces. Abel's smile was from the heart, while Prince Wyatt was a little bitter, and his eyes flashed from time to time. Ruthless light.

At this time, Abel, who had super spiritual power, had clearly felt the malice of Prince Wyatt, and had some vigilance in his heart.

"This magic sword is yours." Abel handed the last magic sword to Prince Wyatt.

The scene of the drama at the banquet at Harry Castle gave a surprise and shock to all the nobles who attended the banquet. The surprise was that both the Lord of the City and His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince attended the banquet, and the shock was that a piece of work by Master Abel could be valuable The sky-high price of 50,000 gold coins.

When all the guests left the castle contentedly, only the dwarf master Thorin and Bentham were still talking, and they were all going to stay at night to have a forging exchange with Abel.

As soon as the guests left, Lord Marshall asked impatiently, "What benefits did His Royal Highness give you in exchange for the magic sword?"

"His Royal Highness exchanged a 1,000-square-meter yard on Triumph Avenue in Gangba City with me for a magic sword." Abel said.

"The yard on Triumphal Avenue?" Lord Marshall's eyes lit up, and then he laughed and said, "It's the best location in the Principality, and a yard of 50,000 gold coins for 1,000 pings is very cost-effective."

"I just wanted to resolve it sooner, so I agreed.

"Abel was not afraid that Prince Wyatt would exchange a low-priced yard for himself, so that the prince would risk offending the Blacksmiths Guild.

"Where's my birthday present?" Lord Marshall was very envious of the latest magic sword. After listening to Master Thorin's introduction, you could know that the new magic sword was much better than the previous magic sword.

"Uncle Marshall, how can you not have a birthday gift for your birthday? It's already ready, let's go and see it together!"

Abel led Lord Marshall to the square, and when Master Bentham saw that Abel was going to see Lord Marshall's birthday present, he also pulled Master Thorin to visit.

"That's it?" Lord Marshall looked at the ox cart in front of him with disappointment. The two flaming oxen were the spoils of war for him and Abel. The cart was also the best carriage in Harvest City, but it was still far from his imagination.

"Abel has made a lot of modifications to the car." Master Bentham said on the side: "When he used this car to pick me up, I found that the car was very stable."

"It's not bad." Lord Marshall's mood was a little relieved. Although his mid-level knight's body didn't care about the bumps, it was still better than an ordinary carriage, and Abel had to put some effort into it.

Seeing the tangled look on Lord Marshall's face, Abel knew that Lord Marshall was hitting his magic weapon, and he couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle Marshall, come in and take a look."

The four of them entered the carriage together. The spacious carriage was not crowded with four people sitting, and there was no problem with adding two more people. Lord Marshall saw the tables on both sides at a glance and said, "It's a good idea, I added it. Two tables, you can put some fruit on it, it's very convenient."

Abel gave Lord Marshall a disdainful look and said, "Knowing your hobbies, how could I just change this a little bit?"

Lord Marshall looked indifferent, the greatest happiness in his life was to find his wife, the greatest happiness was to guard the castle he and his wife built together, the greatest luck was to accept Abel as his adopted son, and his usual childhood My little hobby is to show off. With such a good adopted son, how can you not show off!

Abel pointed to the switch beside the table and said, "This is the controller. It can be adjusted in ten steps. The table on the left adjusts the air-conditioning in the compartment, and the table on the right adjusts the heat."

"Is there such a function?" Lord Marshall asked in disbelief, touching the switch on the left side of the table.

Master Thorin and Master Bentham looked curiously at the two cabinets that could adjust the temperature of the cabin. The legendary device that used magic to control the temperature really appeared in front of them, which surprised the two masters.

"The car has to move and then turn on the controller to better transmit the temperature." Abel explained.

"What else, go out and try." Lord Marshall called to the driver outside impatiently.

As the two fiery galloping bulls took their steps and began to run, both Lord Marshall and Master Thorin found the car smoother than they had imagined.

At this time, the four of them were a little hot because they had just attended the dinner party. Lord Marshall turned the switch on the left to adjust the air conditioner to the maximum. In the place where the car could not see, the rotation of the wheels drove the conveyor belt, and the conveyor belt drove the fan up and turned it. The fan blows the cold air from the ten iron sheets that are pressed by the iron wood and excite the frost into the compartment.

"This is incredible!" Master Thorin was the first to exclaim.

"How did you do it?" Master Bentham asked directly.

"It was an unparalleled enjoyment," exclaimed Lord Marshall.

This is very simple. Abel opened the door under the wooden table on the left to reveal the iron cabinet inside, and then opened the iron cabinet door full of small holes. The scene inside shocked the three people on the side.

"This...this...is this a magic sword?" Although Lord Marshall was certain that it wasn't a magic sword, what was the difference? It just looked different.

"Your thoughts leave me speechless." Master Thorin also said speechlessly, looking at the ten iron pieces in the cabinet.

"It's a waste for Marshall to sit in this carriage." Master Bentham's tone was full of envy and jealousy.

"And the one on the right?" asked Lord Marshall.

"Yes, just the fire magic stone." Abel opened the cabinet on the right.

When the cabinets on both sides were opened, Master Thorin was speechless by Abel's tyrannical style, while Master Bentham quietly discussed with Lord Marshall about the future car loan.