Pale Emblem

Chapter 26 Light Up Spirituality

The weather is getting colder day by day, the gloomy sky begins to have freezing rain falling, and there will be a "click" and "click" sound that the lake water freezes and then breaks in the direction of Braun Lake.

The barbarian slaves and half-elf guards in the plantation are hiding in the warm cabins, and they will not come out easily.At this time in previous years, the blacksmith shop should have shut down the furnace long ago, but now the fire inside is booming.The blacksmith, who was as strong as an ox and had always had a great temper, brought two apprentices who were about as strong as him to attack Vertok.

The barbarian boy Yog had nowhere to put his hands. He wanted to help, but there was no place.Fortunately, several of Vertok's bodyguards never drove him away, and he could still stay in the blacksmith's shop and watch Vertok build weapons.

Virtok swung the hammer one after another to smash the red blade. His expression was extremely focused. The hammer struck the anvil and made a clanging sound, with a strange rhythm, echoing inside and outside the blacksmith shop.

The half-elves present, whether they were the bodyguards of the Adventurer's House, or the blacksmiths and apprentices of the plantation, all held their breaths for fear of disturbing Vertok.

The almost pious attitude of the half-elf formed a solemn atmosphere and also infected the barbarian boy Yog.

He didn't dare to breathe, and he focused on observing Vertok's forging weapons, unwilling to omit every detail.

Vertok was wearing light leather armor, a deerskin apron that prevented scalding, and deerskin gloves on both hands. Except for a pair of amber eyes, his whole body was tightly covered, and he wore only an apron. The shirtless, muscular half-elf blacksmith contrasted sharply.

This is the condition for him to come to the smithy to practice his forging skills.Huck and the others never wanted to see the traces of Martian burns on Vertok's skin.

Although Vertok's handsome face is covered by a mask, when he is highly focused, the charm he exudes is still irresistible for the half-elves, and gradually forms a resonance and contrast at the spiritual level, like the ebb and flow of the tide, the lack of weight. The will is involved, and it can only rise and fall with the waves.

The spirit resonates synchronously, forming a subtle atmosphere and generating invisible power.Just like a person breaking into an unfamiliar room with dozens of people staring at him in unison, he can feel a pressure and either choose to join in or exit the room subconsciously.

Exclusivity and assimilation, these are the properties of the realm.

Vertoc's naturally charismatic qualities are almost ineffective against barbarians, but the power of the realm can transcend the limits of blood.Yog chose to join the half-elf, and his spirit was lifted in this focused atmosphere, and he only found Vertok's sound of hammering iron particularly pleasant.Every time the hammer hits, it's like hitting in Yog's heart, and he feels the continuous shock waves rippling in his body, making his whole body numb and his hair stand up.

The spiritual power was only concentrated in one point, and Yog gradually couldn't tell whether he was a red dagger that was hammered on the iron felt, or the son of a shaman from the Taka tribe, a barbarian boy who survived under the fire of the sky.The radial scar on his left cheek began to flicker with a faint blue light.It's just that the half-elves in the blacksmith shop didn't notice the strangeness of Yog. Their minds were drawn by Vertoc without knowing it. Watching him forging was like watching a wonderful performance. matter.

After beating more than 1000 times in a row, Wiltok finally stopped, put down the hammer and said, "Quenching!"

Captain Huck, a third-level professional with a physique and a senior blacksmith, was the first to react. He strode forward, grabbed the red and hot dagger with his bare hands, and shoved it directly into the cold water that had been prepared in advance.

There was a burst of white smoke, and everyone gathered around, craned their necks, and watched Huck withdraw his stout arm and his two-foot-long dagger from the water.

The body of the dagger has beautiful fish scale patterns that reflect the charming blue luster. Huck held the dagger and said incredulously: "This... impossible, how is it possible? It's a miracle..."

"Show me." The blacksmith of the plantation used his strong body to push the others away and leaned in to examine it carefully, also with a hellish expression.He was stunned and muttered to himself, "How can this happen? How can this happen?"

The blade flashed blue light, which was clearly an alloy sword.What's more, the material for the sword was prepared by the blacksmith himself. According to Vertok's requirements, the ratio of fine iron to iron material was 2:3, which was absolutely not wrong.

At the time, the blacksmith suspected that Vertok was fooling around, but the fact surprised him!
The Disa Alliance also has the craft of casting Metal Gear, but that's by no means an easy task.

Ordinary blacksmiths can only make iron equipment, copper and iron equipment, and the most important thing is forged steel. The weapons that can be cast with these materials are often not strong enough.If a weapon is made of fine iron, it is strong enough but too heavy; and the most precious fine gold is too light.

The quality of alloy equipment is the best, but the blacksmiths of the Disa Alliance can only forge alloy equipment through repeated forging, removing impurities in the material, refining the grains, and forging two or more different materials into a whole.Also, the closer the ratio of the alloy, the longer the tempering time.

The blacksmith Big George in the plantation needed to swing the hammer more than 1 times continuously to cast a fine iron alloy sword with a ratio of 5:3000, which was a severe test for the blacksmith's physical fitness and strength.

In the Disa Alliance, the senior blacksmiths who can create alloy equipment are all awakeners of physical expertise. They need to spend a lot of materials and time to forge high-quality alloy weapons.This has greatly limited the output of Metal Gear.

Big George must admit that Wiltok's forging skills are top-notch, but the problem is that he only forged a 1000:2 ratio of fine iron alloy short sword with more than 3 forgings, and the materials consumed are only normal half.

Then there is only one possibility. The "zircon" that Vertok entrusted to the barbarian girl Ingrid to collect in the shallow waters of the lake is the key to forging alloy equipment!

Blacksmith Big George immediately turned around to find the remaining zircon, but Deputy Captain Huck dropped his dagger and grabbed his arm.

"Big George, what are you doing? That's our stuff, don't move!" Huck said fiercely.

The two strong men immediately became entangled in the blacksmith shop. Fortunately, they were both senior blacksmiths and knew that they could not fight in the blacksmith shop where the fire was still on.

Huck put his arms around Big George's stubby neck and did not forget to shout to John: "You go out first, don't let outsiders in, I want to have a good talk with Big George."

At this time, Vertok had already walked out of the blacksmith shop with the newly-baked dagger and his barbarian sidekicks, and John and the others did not care about persuading them to fight, and hurriedly chased them out.

Huck let go of the blacksmith in the plantation, looked at the zircon that his apprentice held in his arms and regarded it as a treasure, he smiled and said, "Big George, we have known each other for almost ten years, and they are old friends. I am with you. Let’s discuss something, the secret of Vertok forging the fine iron dagger is known to the four of us who are blacksmiths, how about it?”

Big George turned his neck and said in a muffled voice, "It's useless if you tell me, and it's useless if I tell you. The secret recipe for forging alloys belongs to Mr. Vertoc, and I want to be his apprentice."

"Haha, you think very well. Do you think Mr. Vertok will make a living by forging iron and accept you as an apprentice? I tell you, Mr. Vertok is our man." Huck said proudly.

At this time, he especially admired Bartom's foresight. An outstanding character like Vertoc was worth more than 50000 gold towers. The alloy forging process he mastered could not be measured by any price.As for Vertok himself, he is without a doubt priceless!
Vertoc didn't care about the two senior blacksmiths discussing how to keep secrets and how to use his forging methods to make more money.It was a trivial matter for him to create a fine iron alloy short sword, the main purpose was to verify his memory.

Virtok remembered that zircon was an indispensable material for forging alloys. The zircon found by the barbarian leader Ingrid from the lake was of poor quality and could only be used to cast ordinary steel swords.However, unverified memory is just memory, and after verification, it becomes a skill he masters.

In the process of verifying the memory of blacksmithing, Vertok has another gain.

When he strikes the iron, the muscles of his body exert force, transmitting the force to the hammer, swinging the hammer to hit the sword embryo, and the vibration generated is transmitted back to the body through the arm. Grams are also tempered.

Continuous forging can remove impurities from the sword embryo, and it also makes Vertok's mind tend to be pure.At a certain moment, the hammer in his hand became a medium, connecting his infinitely elevated spirit with the sword embryo at a wonderful point.

Vertok felt that he was transparent inside and out, and his self-consciousness was freed from the shackles of the body, and for the first time, it synchronized with the "golden light group" in the world of consciousness.

At that wonderful point, his will transcended not only himself, but also time and space, and he saw a vague "ocean" somewhere.He saw a lot and thought a lot at the same time.

A pile of stones is smelted, moulded, beaten, and quenched to form a sharp dagger, which in itself is a manifestation of mighty power.In the beginning, who discovered this mighty power?How did he find out?

The first man to make iron, perhaps no one can remember his name.But his will has been passed down through generations of blacksmiths, passed through the barriers of time and space, and merged into Vertoc's will.He is like a light that illuminates the path of future generations, it is the light of spirituality.

Vertok also remembered that he had also struck iron before, and was proficient in blacksmithing theory and proficient in calculations, but what he lacked was spirituality.Adamantium forging, mithril forging, keel steel forging, thorium forging, saron demonic iron forging, these advanced forging knowledge are clearly presented. His keen intuition let him know how much strength to use, where to hit the blade, how many times, and when to quench it... Everything came naturally, without any deliberate effort.

When the sword was cast, he knew it was a masterpiece he had never had before.

The short sword is just a basic steel sword.What is really precious is the spiritual light that bursts out when the sword is forged.But unfortunately, Vertok can't find that wonderful feeling now.

He flicked the blade with his fingers, and listening to the vibrating hum of the blade, Vertok shook his head and handed the steel dagger to the nearest Yog.

"Send it to you."

The light and fluttering sentence was like a lightning bolt in the heart of the barbarian boy.With shaking hands, he wanted to take the fine steel dagger made by Vertok, but he didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, and asked tremblingly, "Mr. Vertok, this... this sword is really a gift. Me? I...I, can I accept it?"

"Take it, it's not worth the money."

It is worthless?

John, who was in charge of protecting Vertoc, almost vomited blood when he heard this.

If Viktor made a standard alloy longsword, of this quality, it would cost 700 gold towers at least.The practicality of the short sword will be slightly worse, and the lowest price cannot be lower than 300 gold towers.Ordinary adventurers have worked hard for a year, and they can save almost 4 or 5 hundred gold towers, which is only enough to buy such a fine iron alloy dagger.

Bishop John narrowed his eyes and glanced at the barbarian boy holding a dagger in both hands, with the urge to kill him.Yog jumped out more than 3 meters in an instant, and looked back at him in panic.

Vertok asked curiously, "What happened to you?"

Before waiting for the barbarian boy to speak, John asked first, "Vill, are we still going to strike tomorrow afternoon?"

Vertok shook his head, and said with anticipation: "I won't come... I want to go to the pharmacy to practice dispensing tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)