009 Lonely Guest

"The name of Bulcasso."

While Bulcaisuo was chanting, he put the metal in his hand that had been repeatedly added with materials more than fifty times into the water to cool it.

The water vapor rose up with the sound of "呲呲", and condensed into small water droplets hanging on his beard, which was a bit funny.

The first piece of material has been processed, leaving only a fist-sized piece of metal with unimaginable strength.

But a metal of this size is simply not heavy enough to make a weapon used by barbarians.

Bulcaisel stretched his arm into the furnace, and under the heat of the flames, he could finally take a sip of strong wine.

"Damn it, when will this medicine bottle be usable without getting hurt?"

Bulcaisel complained "lowly" that there was no hearty fighting here, so if he wanted to taste the wine, he would have to hurt himself.

Although it's not a big deal, hurting yourself is never comfortable.

"Perhaps you could try some of the wines from our world?"

Ancient One's voice sounded from the door, attracting a somewhat contemptuous look from Bulcaisuo.

"I've tasted the wine in your world, and it's full of blended flavors! There's even a smell of rusty metal in it!"

Burquesso is also a top winemaker, and his pursuit of wine cannot be easily satisfied.

"Maybe you just didn't get enough good wine?"

Ancient One took out a very delicate-looking gourd from behind and threw it directly towards Bulcaisuo without opening it.

The ancient pair knew Bulkesso's complaints well. Without much currency, the best drink he could buy was beer from the convenience store at the entrance of the park.

How could the product of that kind of industry satisfy the appetite of this barbarian?

Bulcaisel put the metal in front of him aside and poured all the water used to cool the metal on the iron felt in front of him.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose a lot with the rising steam, and beads of sweat were already hanging on Gu Yi's reflective bald head.

"Mage, use your magic power. Your weak body cannot withstand such an environment."

Bulcasso opened the gourd given to him by Ancient One and said this after smelling it.

He understood that Gu Yi's behavior of enduring the high temperature was a sign of respect for him. After all, this simple room was already the property of the barbarians.

The way Bulcaisel repays this respect is to share this space with the mage.

For Bulkesso, wealth is the last thing worth mentioning.

"Thank you for your generosity."

After Gu Yi bowed slightly, the sweat on his body disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I wonder if you are used to it these days?"

Furuichi said to Bulcasso who was drinking.

"It's not bad, but this world is so leisurely that it almost makes me rusty."

Burquesso's praise was mainly focused on the drink in his hand, and his evaluation of this world could only be described as leisurely.

"For the equipment you gave us, I would like to express my gratitude to you. I hope you don't mind that this thank you is a little late."

Of course the Ancient One Mage also had the "toy" that Bulcasso gave to those mages. When she put on the wrist guard, she felt the changes in her body.

The strength of her physical body has more than doubled, and there is a layer of traceless protection on the surface of her body. According to her estimation, this layer of protection can at least prevent her from fearing the power of a fragmentation grenade exploding around her.

This is also a novel experience for the ancient mage. Her power comes from the use of mana and spells.

Without defense, her body was not much stronger than that of an ordinary woman.

"So, what can you do for me, mage?"

Bulcasso's voice was still loud and harsh. Perhaps in his long life, Bulcasso would not be able to learn to whisper.

After all, in that kind of brutal battle, even Li Min, the exquisite mage, could only shout loudly to make her friends hear her.

What's more, the barbarians who keep shouting war cries, their voices are a symbol of strength.

Bulcaisel's words are not polite at all. After all, mages have always been one of the most disliked groups of barbarians. They are just better than demons.

"There's nothing you can do for me because I don't need your help."

Bulcasso drank all the wine in the gourd in his hand.

Although this kind of drink is good, it is still a little too ordinary compared to the treasures brewed by Bulqessor himself.

“If you give me good grain, I can make wine a thousand times better than this.”

Bulcaisuo said and threw the empty gourd in his hand back to Ancient One.

"Try this, mage!"

Bulcasso took out a silver-white bottle from his backpack and threw it to Ancient One.

"Endless Diamond Potion" is the name of this bottle.

After drinking the potion, in addition to the powerful recovery ability, you can also gain good elemental resistance. Whether it is fire or lightning, this potion can resist any element.

There are all kinds of potions, Bulkesso doesn't know how many there are.

For him, these different potions are just to mark their tastes.

The taste of this bottle is the same as the gourd wine that Master Gu Yi gave him. It is simply brewed from wheat and then repeatedly distilled and purified.

However, Bul-Kathos's wine is a blend of the blood of the devil of hell and the powerful spring water from the high-level heaven, so the taste is naturally much better than the grain wine brought by Ancient One.

"Most mages are destined to die early, so you can keep this bottle of wine for yourself."

Bul-Kathos didn't care that his words might be regarded as a curse, but this was the gentlest tone he could use to the mages.

Although most mages are flexible in making the enemy unable to find their traces, as long as they make a mistake, they can easily step into the abyss of death.

"I remember that your potion seems to be usable only after being injured? If I lose my arm, how can I drink this potion?"

Ancient One looked at the white bottle in her hand, and she could feel the healing power from the potion bottle.

But she still asked.

If this potion can only be used by drinking, then she believes that in Bul-Kathos' world called Diablo, there will definitely be countless warriors who will die for this reason.

Bul-Kathos raised his eyebrows, making his somewhat too majestic face more relaxed.

"I like to drink it because it is my favorite strong liquor. If you just need treatment, just tell it."

The most "correct" way to use this medicine bottle is undoubtedly to activate the power through the mind, so as to get quick and effective treatment.

"Now, the rest time is over, I will continue forging. If you like to watch, stay there. Don't disturb me before I stop, mage!"

Bulkatho was not polite to the Ancient One Mage, and of course there was no need to be polite. The Ancient One naturally knew how precious that bottle of potion was to this world.

The Ancient One Mage took out the food she brought from behind her and placed it on a dirty table beside her.

For barbarians whose habits come from the battlefield environment, you can't ask them to have a high pursuit of hygiene.

Fortunately, science has brought plastic bags to mankind, and the Ancient One Mage is not worried that the food will be stained.

In this blacksmith shop, the sound of hammers hitting metal began to sound again.