Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 629 Defects of the Red Dragon

Laer walked through the bronze gate opened by the guards. These dwarf guards were wearing standard enchanted armor. The dwarf-style wide armor made these half-human-height warriors look like iron barrels. From the small eyes exposed through the gaps in the armor, Only wariness and aversion to aliens.

"Dwarves don't seem to be an enthusiastic race... I thought your characters would be as bold as your beards."

"That's my reason. When I harvested the power of the group before, I shook the Molten Core, and a short volcanic eruption flooded a small area of ​​Machubert. They just finished the state of refuge, and it was easy to put that Immelt must have gotten a lot of rollicking for the link between disaster and alien race. I tried to explain it, but it didn't work. Don't try to convince a dwarf, except at the wine table."

"The dwarf's stubborn defensiveness is indeed a problem in advancing the faith. So what's wrong with Immelt now, are we going to see her?"

"That's right." Ferreheimer nodded, scaring away a few dwarves who stood whispering at the corner of the street with his eyes.McKenbert was made almost entirely of steel, and billows of smoke from the chimneys of the forges had clouded the city, orange clouds that glistened in the firelight.The smoke and dust clouds that have accumulated to a certain extent will be selected by the dwarves. They will shoot special potions into the clouds with artillery, and the smoke will be transformed into agglomerates in the air, and a rain of coal lumps will fall on McKenbert.This is why all buildings in the Dwarf Kingdom have roofs, and the shops on both sides of the street will also have thick cowhide roofs. "But first we have to go to my workshop and get some equipment to help us go deep into the furnace. Let me confirm first, Lyle, what is the ignition point of human beings? If it is enough, we can omit this step."

"Please be sure to let me visit your workshop." Lyle lifted his hair, revealing his forehead wet with sweat.Those sweat droplets evaporated in front of the red dragon priest, and a small cloud of steam burst out from Lyall's collar.

A strange combination of one tall and one short walked on the street, and the red dragon priest began to describe the recent situation of the red dragon Immelt.

"She is the best blacksmithing apprentice I have ever seen. Her small hands that don't touch the ashes of the furnace are unambiguous in waving the hammer. I was indeed amazed by Immelt's powerful talent. Her growth rate has always been like this Amazing, not long ago, I determined that her true level has reached the level of a blacksmith, under my training. So I thought of an idea that would make Immelt respectable, a bold idea."

"I asked her to sign up for the assessment of the Craftsman Council. It is the power organization appointed by the kingdom. If she succeeds, not only will she be respected by the dwarves, but she will also become a part of the topmost power organization of McKenbert. Don't be so surprised , Forging is life for dwarves, a good blacksmith is definitely a good politician, dwarven logic."

Lyle squeezed his chin, "I remember you once said that the things dwarves love most are beards, forging and fine wine. So do you still have a council of drunkards?"

"Couldn't the best blacksmith be the best alcoholic? Every talented artist should spend half his time soaking in alcohol. I gave Immelt a bottle of brandy as a gift three days ago when she hit adulthood. A coming-of-age gift. Her expression at the time was very cute, but I regret it now, if there was no alcohol, this little girl might not be encouraged to participate in the artisan council assessment, and she would not be depressed until now."

"Do you think that even the best apprentices have failed? Are the forging masters of the Artisan Council so perverted?"

"No, the reason for Immelt's failure was not her technical problems. From her technique and carving alone, my nephew Wieselg couldn't help but want to hire her as a court blacksmith. What really made her fail was Her powerful talents."

"The assessment requirement of the Artisan Council is to forge a weapon by yourself, and use this weapon to directly collide with the standard weapon of the army. The weapon that can destroy the royal armed forces can pass the assessment of the members of the council. Although it is a mass-produced weapon, the fire hammer The warhammers and blades of the army are also the crystallization of all the masters of the Artisan Council, and the performance of weapons has long surpassed that of ordinary products."

"I know the standards of the army's weapons, and I know Immelt's talent. This should have been easy for her, but Immelt's talent is not only fire. The dragon father gave her the mixed power of fire and life , and her works also condense her talent. The heat of the flame forges the material into a sharp blade that hurts people, but the strong life force erases the danger of the weapon."

"The weapons made by Immelt can't hurt people. The weapons that can't kill people are cruel to say so. They are just garbage. The weapons forged by Immelt collide with the weapons of the army, but she can't Destroy it. I even took the blade back, trying to find a bruise on it to comfort Immelt. Too bad there wasn't."

"That damned war knife, after colliding with Immelt's war hammer, is as good as new!"

Ferreheimer took out the key and opened his locked forging workshop. The colorful enchanted equipment was piled up in the corner, and the best maintained equipment here was the anvil.The saber was placed on the counter, and the Red Dragon Priest pointed to it, and then began to rummage through the pile of equipment. The casual look was like picking up waste in a garbage dump.

Lyall picked up the sword.

"Good weight!"

It is obviously one size smaller than ordinary long knives, but its weight is almost twice that of a dwarf-sized weapon, and it is difficult for Lyell to swing it freely.The blade was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting Lyall's face.The edge of the sharp blade gleamed coldly, not even a gap could be seen, unlike a used blade, there was not even a single scratch.Taking off the gloves and stroking lightly along the edge, Lyle's fingers appeared wounds.Blowing hair and breaking hair, killing people without blood, although not a magic weapon, but to this level, the dwarves' weapons are really exaggerated.

"Found it!" The red dragon priest took out a set of armor from the dust, which was not of the dwarf specification. This armor was a little bigger than Lyle's, and it could be used by almost all races.

"Fire-avoider armor. Provides defense while also providing heat insulation. This is for you, Lyle. Immelt is now in the melting pot, and the assessment of the Artisan Council has hit her hard. There are a few more The old immortal dwarves I didn't deal with taunted her. Fire elementals do get along a little better than dwarves. I have no position to comfort her now. I need you to cheer her up, Lyle. Before making her beloved, I want her to stay enthusiastic and not act self-pitying."

Lyle put on the armor with the help of Nia. Now Lyle looks very much like the Tin Woodman. The lightness of the enchantment makes this heavy armor light. After wearing it, the heat completely disappears, and it is even a little cold a feeling of.

[Frost rune, really good, this armor will draw your magic power to turn on the air conditioner. 】

This piece of magic equipment deformed into a shape that fit Lyle's body. Feeling comfortable, Lyle flexibly controlled the armor and gave a thumbs up.

"Let's go."

Go to the melting pot.

(End of this chapter)