Chapter 652: Dwarf Blacksmith

"Sir, this is it."

The two Templars paused, and naturally stood on both sides of the gate in front of them.

In front is a church-like building. From the outside, it looks like a suburban manor, but it is far less magnificent than St. Paul's Cathedral. Except for the lawn, there is only one main hall and a few rooms on the left. Townhouses.

"We are standing guard outside. You can bring your friends in. The Archbishop of Canterbury must have informed the person in charge here in advance..."

"The craftsmen are unparalleled in their craftsmanship. They specially create weapons for the Templar Order, including many sacred objects. I believe that after reshaping, your long sword will become sharp again!"

For some reason, Duke always felt that these two old-fashioned warriors had changed, and there was a hint of flattery in their tone.

Of course, they are also very conscious, just like guarding St. Paul's Cathedral, they put their hands on the standard long sword, one left and one right, guarding the outside of the manor.

"hope so."

"Please both of you."

After saying that, Lu Li skipped the steeple church and quickly walked towards the townhouses on the left, because at this moment, only there was movement from there.

"Man, you're so lucky that people don't know what to say."

Among the people present, only Duke could speak in such an intimate tone.

After entering the manor, he put his hands on Lu Li's shoulders and asked with a smile, "Are you sure you don't want to build the Longinus spear? Although the materials are not enough, it is enough to concentrate the divine materials on the spear head. "

"As for the body of the gun, ask those foundries to use the best and strongest material."

Speaking of whoring for free, Duke is definitely well versed in this.

Lu Li knew that he had gotten a lot of cash from the Anglican Church, so he was filled with gratitude and guilt, but this guy went ahead and hoped that the Church could produce some more high-quality materials.

Of course, his suggestion is indeed quite constructive. Use sacred materials for the attacking parts to ensure that the penetrating and sealing properties can be fully exerted. The gun body held in both hands should be replaced with strong materials.

In this way, maximum utilization is achieved.

You know, that piece of fragment originally came from the ancient version of the gun of Longinus, if it is forged into a gun shape, it will definitely get some kind of mysterious bonus.

Otherwise, why did those ancient kings reforge the three spears of Longinus?

"Sorry, we don't have the materials that meet the requirements here, and they have all been used up in the past."

The wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

The thick and magnetic sound came, accompanied by a fiery breath, which gave people the illusion of being in a crater.

The giant Wade Lowe followed his prestige, but saw nothing. Subconsciously, he kept moving his gaze down, and finally saw a stout little man.

Although Wadelowe's height was different from that of ordinary people since he was a child, he was still able to distinguish what is normal height, what is short and what is dwarf.

The man who spoke was about four inches tall, about the height of a half-grown child, not even reaching Lu Li's waist.

Of course, his exaggerated muscle lines are not to be underestimated. At this moment, Duke couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

Why are blacksmiths in Western mythology dwarfs?

Or, why are dwarves always good at forging?

According to stereotypes, elves are generally good at archery, goblins must produce a few technological madmen, and dwarves are blacksmiths.

"Come in quickly, the archbishop said that you are in a hurry, I will let someone open the furnace to help recast it."

The dwarf urged.

Hearing that, Lu Li didn't hesitate, and walked in quickly. He didn't believe in the Longinus Spear. If necessary, he could find a way to get a better version in the future——

Whether it is to buy with learning points, or to wait for a suitable test scene, it is a feasible method.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

"Chi...chi..."

As soon as they entered, Lu Li and his party heard the rhythmic sound of forging and the sound of blowers working.

"The temperature in the room has reached at least ninety degrees, but it has not yet reached the boiling point."

Bai Yu muttered in a low voice. As a vampire whose body temperature is lower than normal, he is extremely sensitive to the ambient temperature, so he gave the approximate range in an instant.

At the same time, Holmes turned his gaze to the left corner of the room, where a little man with a bushy beard was half squatting, and he was sharpening a one-handed sword.

It looks very simple, there is no decoration on the body and hilt of the sword, only the sharp blade is shining coldly under the light of the fire not far away.

What a sharp sword!

Lu Li naturally noticed that corner. Even though he hadn't done any experiments, he had a strong intuition that if he used Sadu's sword to slash against it, there would be only one end:

The former broke down the middle, the latter remained unscathed.

"This seems to be the standard weapon of the Templars. I thought it was a decoration..."

Duke shook his head, his eyes wandering back and forth on the huge wall.

There are all kinds of weapons hanging there, from one-handed swords, to shields, to tanks used to hold holy water, and even a few antique matchlock guns can be seen.

It can be seen that they are not fake goods.

Especially the matchlock gun, every time Bai Yu saw it, he would feel his heart beating faster involuntarily, which was an early warning from his body.

If such weapons could be distributed to grassroots police officers, the situation would certainly not have developed into what it is now.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to mass-produce such a weapon that can make Bai Yu's hair stand on end just by looking at it. After looking at the wall serving as the booth several times, I only found four matchlock guns covered with holy patterns.

"As you can see, there are a total of twelve blacksmiths on our side. Although some guys have jobs, you are the one that the Archbishop of Canterbury likes, and you can get privileges."

"Tell me, who do you want to help recast the weapon?"

The dwarf in charge of leading the way raised his head and looked up at Lu Li. His eyes lingered several times on the flaxen holy robe that had returned to normal, obviously seeing something.

"Which one is the best?"

There are some things that Lu Li is not easy to say, so Duke, who is a good friend, immediately does it for him.

In fact, this issue is rather sensitive, and one carelessness will cause disputes. After all, literature is not the first, and so are craftsmen. It is difficult for someone to readily admit that they are not as good as others.

"Of course it's me!"

The dwarf in front of Lu Li patted his rock-like chest with an extremely confident expression: "Since you asked so, let me do the forging. If you can get the attention of the archbishop, get the holy robe and the fragments of the broken spear, I'm sure Qualified to use my weapon!"

Inside and outside the words, there is a kind of arrogance.

However, none of the dwarves present said anything, acquiescing to what this guy said.

Because of this, a grateful smile appeared on Lu Li's face. If the holy robe and secret key were not damaged or lost during the battle, they would definitely be returned to their original owners afterwards.

But Jianguai is different, as the original owner, he can take it out of this world.