Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 480 468. Blacksmith
When Erda arrived under the ark, the huge warship was now preserved in a pit tens of meters deep, but despite this, most of the huge hull structure was still exposed.

Unfortunately, this ship is not allowed to be visited. You can only observe from the outside of the hull, and Erda arrived too late. As the sun sets, the battleship is no longer open to the public.

She walked in the square below the battleship, looking at the huge battleship with a complicated mood.At that time, Erda just wanted to allow humans to travel to areas outside the galaxy, so that humans could successfully reproduce even when the so-called end times arrived by the gods.

This is Erda's long-held hope. She has never believed in those gods or the so-called kindness.She never believed that her husband's plan could succeed, that victory and tyranny gained through blood and massacre would not succeed, and it turned out to be true.

It is precisely because of this that she scattered her children to various parts of the galaxy, hoping that the Chaos Gods and her husband would not discover them and the little gods, so that they could lead some People get out of this damn place.

But the Chaos Gods would not agree, and the Emperor would not agree. The gods were unwilling to give up their own chips, and the Emperor was unwilling to give up all humanity.But precisely because of this, Erda did not choose to betray humanity, and was lucky enough to have a ray of his soul preserved by the Emperor when he was stabbed to death by Erebus with a Chaos artifact.

However, this situation did not change Erda's idea, and it was obvious that this attempt was successful. The emperor's idea was very simple, and so was Chaos' idea.In this war where all mankind faces chaos, no deserters are allowed, and no one is allowed to take actions that violate the rules. Before the threat of chaos is completely driven out of the physical universe, mankind is destined to be unable to leave this small place. Roulette galaxy.

Erda turned around and left. She didn't wait for the moon to rise, and she didn't want to go back to her room in the hotel. She just wanted to take a walk here.

On the planet Teclis at night, there was actually a lot of nightlife in the past. However, due to the sudden explosion of the Western Governor's Fleet this afternoon, it caused uneasiness among the local residents. Many shops were closed early, and there were no pedestrians on the streets. , only some tenacious food stalls and diners are still moving forward here.Of course, there are also the police who maintain order in the entire society, as well as the military who have just been asked to patrol the streets.

Because of the mark Erda wore, no one asked the messenger, and the old and young machine moved forward on this road.

On this beautiful street, lantern-like lights illuminated everything, illuminating the shops on the street. Erda walked along the sidewalk and looked at the shops, wanting to walk here more and relax.

But at this moment, he felt a hint of coolness, a hint of subspace coolness, which made the messenger react immediately, and cautiously touched the sharp blade worn on his waist.The appearance of the power of the big space here is not good news. The power of the supreme sky has always been dangerous and unreasonable.

She looked warily towards the direction of the power eruption, which came from a clean alley.Erda lowered her steps and walked up cautiously, wanting to see what was there.What is surprising is that in such a small alley, you can actually hear the sound of blacksmithing.

Erda left, went up and looked around and found a store in the alley. This alley is a small street and shops. There are some vendors here, but most of them are the gates of residences.After some thought, Erda walked in anyway.

As soon as you enter the door, you can find that the store is a sunken building. Walking down the four wooden stairs, you can see a small room of tens of square meters.There are a large number of smelting tools and manufactured daily necessities hanging around the room. These things are arranged neatly and there is no mess.A lounge chair can be seen to the right of the furnace on the left, with tea still steaming on the right arm of the chair.There is another door directly opposite the main door, which probably leads to the residence at the back.

The owner of this shop stood in front of the anvil next to the furnace, tapping a tool silently.The blacksmith seemed to be a Pereman. He was only wearing ordinary linen clothes. He had a crutch on his left side, as if his left leg was a little lame.

When the blacksmith heard someone coming in, he didn't raise his head and just said indifferently.
"Are you a guest here to see the progress?"

The lame blacksmith said this, and Erda said it very straightforwardly.
"I'm just a passerby who was attracted here, not a guest to see the progress."

"Then let's go, it's closed today." But Erda did not leave him, just stood there and looked at the blacksmith who continued to hammer the objects in his hands, and whispered

“I wanted to come and see what kind of tool you were building.”

The blacksmith sighed and didn't raise his head, but he still answered the woman's question
"A sword."

After hearing this, Erda raised her eyebrows under the mask, looked around, and said calmly

"But there are a lot of farm tools and daily necessities hanging next to you."

"Today, what civilization needs more is a sharp blade to crush demons, rather than a tool to benefit the people."

The blacksmith raised the sword embryo, then immersed the sword embryo in the cold water, listening to the burning of the iron and water.Erda looked at the slowly cooling sword embryo and asked another question.

"Who was this sword forged for?"

"A person who can truly lead us away from this old city night, away from being ruled by a tyrant, a person who can lead us all to that almost impossible future."

After the blacksmith finished speaking, the person behind him laughed softly and asked in a skeptical tone.

"Do you really believe he can?"

"Do I have any more choices? Whether he was a slave owner or not, I have no better choice."

After being asked the rhetorical question, Erda was speechless. She looked up at the flickering light above her head and closed her eyes.
"I hope the legends of the past are true, I hope that the strings of fate have not deceived us all, and I hope that we can really reach that impossible shore together again."

The blacksmith took the cooled sword embryo out of the still clear and cold water and continued to beat it on the hot anvil.The piece of metal that was always hot that Erda was looking at struck the opponent's hand and quietly left the small blacksmith shop.

She came back to the street and walked toward the moon.

(End of this chapter)