Chapter 444 Disguise as a Dwarf

It was exactly seven days since Zhang Xing and his partner arrived at Wanwu City, the capital of the Wanwu Empire. Wen Keluo arranged for Zhang Xing to rest in a more luxurious room.

Zhang Xing didn't feel tired all the way, but Wen Keluo couldn't stand it anymore, so he said goodbye and went back to rest.

There was still an afternoon before night, so he went out for a walk.

But he couldn't go out with this look, no one would pay attention to a child, and he couldn't even talk.

It would be too obvious to bring Heibao and the others with him, and the assassin group must know that he was here now.

Maybe there are many eyes staring at this house.

After thinking for a while, he used the dragon energy to change his appearance.

He cast a magic mirror and took a look. A thin dwarf about forty years old appeared in the mirror.

This is also another race seen in the city, the dwarfs, who changed according to their appearance, but it is rare to see such thin dwarves.

They don't live in a prosperous city, but just do some business here, sell some items unique to the dwarves, make some weapons for people, etc.

Most of the forgers in the forging guild in the city are dwarves. They are born with divine power and have an innate perception of the structure of various metals.

Therefore, when forging is mentioned on the Holy Dragon Continent, the first thing that comes to mind is the dwarves.

He walked out of the main gate with a swagger, and his divine sense swept around. Sure enough, there were many spies staring here. He ignored them and walked towards the bustling street.

Zhang Xing was still wearing a black robe. He could have changed his height and weight, but he felt it was unnecessary and just went out to take a look.

These disguise methods were found in the spoils of the emperors, but they were changed to become more advanced and more casual.

Zhang Xing walked on the street and was constantly despised by those noble ladies, who all avoided him from afar.

The dwarves are born ugly and form a group of their own. They neither belong to the aristocratic class nor can they be classified as the poor circle.

They are born eloquent, good at doing business, and have forging skills. They are always wrapped in coarse cloth and don’t care about their appearance.

They are all very rich and stingy, often quarreling with people for a gold coin.

Although the nobles are tired of them, they dare not provoke them easily, because the strength of the Blacksmith Guild behind them is also quite strong and their network of contacts is very wide.

Moreover, they are natural warriors, and they always have two huge iron hammers hanging behind their buttocks. When they are drunk, they use the iron hammers to hit people.

When something happens, the Blacksmith Guild will come forward to guarantee people, compensate them when they should, apologize when they should, and then everything will remain the same.

Over time, these dwarves have developed a habit of arrogance and think that no one dares to touch them.

Of course, they are not fools, and they also look at people's dishes.

Zhang Xing wandered aimlessly on the street and came to the door of a blacksmith shop.

A dwarf blacksmith in his twenties was sweating profusely to forge a broadsword.

Ding Ding Dang Dang!

A red-hot rectangular steel bar was quickly forged into the shape of a broadsword under his huge hammer.

Zhang Xing thought it was quite interesting and stopped to watch.

It's no wonder that the young dwarf was very focused when working, and he didn't care about anyone around him.

Half an hour later, the broadsword was finished, and an older bearded dwarf came out.

"Ian, I've told you eight hundred times, when forging, the strength of your wrist should not be too stiff, it should be flexible, do you understand?"