Chapter 77 77. Strengthen the Consequences of Not Using Protective Volumes

In fact, just as you can clearly feel how strong the enemy is during battle, you can also tell from various places when visiting a blacksmith shop whether the shop sells good weapons or just gorgeous decorations to cheat money.

There were not many blacksmith shops in Fairhaven. As Mo Cheng walked along the way, he saw a blacksmith shop called [Fire and Ale]. The owner of the shop is a dwarf. When Mo Cheng saw the dwarf wielding a sledgehammer half his height, he had already set his target here.

The usual facial feature of a dwarf is a beard that covers half of the face. It is said that there are no women in the dwarf race. It is not known whether it is because women also have beards, so they are considered to be men.

To a certain extent, dwarves are natural forgers. They can naturally discern how to mix ores to achieve maximum effectiveness. They are far better than humans when it comes to matching ore materials. And this talent, as well as the dwarves' natural affinity with elements such as [earth], [thunder], and [fire], can grind 90% of humans to the ground in terms of forging.

The number of dwarves is not large, and they are not as fertile as humans, but no one dares to underestimate the power of dwarves. Among the mountains of the Dragon's Breath Mountains, there is a dwarf country, which is jointly governed by the dwarf king and the four hammer clans of gold, silver, copper and iron.

The dwarf country is not exclusive, and even holds a grand forging ceremony every three years, welcoming forgers from all over the world to discuss and study together.

In addition to the coveted forging technology, the dwarf kingdom also has armed forces that frighten others' prying eyes. The heavily armored dwarf legion is an infantry legion that can defeat heavy cavalry head-on in the plains.

No one dares to say that they can charge the dwarf army with cavalry and come back with the army intact after charging once.

Most of them flushed once and never came back.

Although there was a roaring fire in the store and the heat wave was overwhelming, the rest of the place was unexpectedly clean and concise, not as dark and gray as expected.

"What to do?"

When Mo Cheng came in, the dwarf didn't say hello and continued to add firewood to the stove without looking back.

"Two daggers, the main material is Steel Storm Wolf King Teeth. If possible, I hope to customize the attributes [Armor Breaking] and [Bleeding]."

Putting the teeth of the Steel Storm Wolf King on the table, the dwarf looked back, picked up one and tapped it twice, "It has passed its active period, but it is well preserved. The nutrition of the Wolf King is also good, and there are no broken teeth." Tooth decay.”

After testing the materials provided by Mo Cheng, the dwarf nodded, "[Armor Break] is no problem, [Bleeding] depends on the situation, I can't guarantee it. I'll take it after three days and pay depending on the quality of the final product. Is it acceptable?" "

Mo Cheng nodded, "No problem. In addition, there should be no unique labels on the dagger, no visible skills, and no records."

The dwarf was not surprised by Mo Cheng's request, "Add 20% to the price of the finished product, and you won't recognize it when you walk out the door. There is no after-sales service, and the money will be paid in person. Do you accept it?"

"no problem."

Naturally, he accepted it. The price and conditions were in accordance with existing conventions. Mo Cheng would not let himself become an exception.

Dwarves have the habit of labeling their works and keeping records. But there are always some customers who require confidentiality. Not only cannot there be labels, but it is best not to have records.

The dwarves naturally disagreed at first. After all, the dwarves have the final say in the seller's market. But after dwarves have lived in cities of other races for a long time, they will have to integrate into them, so the regulations just now were adopted.

There are unspoken rules that some shady people follow when they find someone to make items.

After putting away the hundred gold griffin deposit and Steel Storm Wolf King's teeth that Mo Cheng paid, the dwarf shopkeeper didn't even think of greeting him and continued to adjust the size and structure of the stove. It was obvious that he was a little dissatisfied with his stove and needed to Adjustment.

Just as Mo Cheng was about to leave, a tall figure came to the door, "Hello, could you please help me take a look at this sword?"

The familiar voice made Mo Cheng startled. He looked at the door and said in surprise: "Captain Margaret?!"

The person who came in was the head of the law enforcement group, Margaret Lauren Frost.

She looked surprised, as if she was surprised to see Mo Cheng here, "Priest Mo Cheng, why are you here?"

"I just happened to have something to do here."

Mo Cheng didn't directly tell what he wanted to do, and Margaret didn't bother to ask. She just handed the one-handed sword to the dwarf store manager who came over.

"Qiang!"

As if the long sword was drawn out, a small whirlwind rolled up in the store. At the same time, Mo Cheng could also feel a sharp edge that could cut through his own dragon scales.

only……

Mo Cheng frowned. He didn't know why the sharpness and the whirlwind gave him a very strange feeling.

An indescribable feeling, but this feeling is telling myself that although this sword is sharp enough to cut through one's own dragon scales, it cannot hurt oneself.

When the dwarf store manager completely pulled out the one-handed sword, Mo Cheng finally knew where his feeling came from.

fragile, breakable.

This is Mo Cheng's only impression, the green sword body is wrapped in the breeze, but the breeze disperses and does not gather, blowing randomly in all directions. The sword was full of cracks, making people wonder what the sword had endured to become like this.

The dwarf store manager put the sword in front of his eyes, being careful not to touch the cracks on the sword. At the same time, he sprinkled a handful of powder on the sword, causing the scattered breeze to follow its original trajectory.

"Which term? How many times?"

The dwarf store manager suddenly asked, and Margaret answered the dwarf store manager's question as if she had expected it: "The twelfth term, the fifth time."

"It can't be repaired." Putting the one-handed sword back into the scabbard, the dwarf store manager's eyes not covered by his beard were full of helplessness, "Even if my teacher comes, he won't be very sure. This sword has been passed down too many times. I have failed too many times.”

"It hasn't self-destructed yet. It's because a lot of materials have been used for repair and maintenance. This is the last time. It's hard to say whether this sword can last until the end."

Mo Cheng watched quietly from the side without saying a word. He didn't expect to see an epic weapon here, although it was just an [epic weapon] that had not yet been fully advanced, was stuck, and had cracks all over its body due to too many failures.

When he was in [Foreign Land], Mo Cheng often drooled over the weapons and equipment that looked cool and had comparable attributes and skills.

But youthful and ignorant behavior will always affect future growth. At first, [Poverty Pledge] was great for a while, but as a result, I basically couldn’t see any good equipment on my body. Not to mention equipment, there are not even a few valuable and useful props.

Fighting with people in the wild, others drinking BUFF medicines, but I can only use my hands to punch through those bastards showing off their wealth.

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