The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 166 Full of scheming
  "This sword is called the heavy sword. The raw material comes from a meteorite in the sky. It was later forged by the contemporary dwarf forging master Man Shan over a year. It has no other fancy functions, except that it only occupies the word "heavy". The additional 'sturdiness' attribute is also very suitable for your wilderness and may be suitable for the path that Kerr will take in the future."

Ferok reached into the dimensional bag again, and what he took out made Allen's eyes light up, full of envy and jealousy.

The epee is worthy of its name, but its blade, which is about 20 centimeters wide, makes people feel its heavy weight. The pitch-black blade and the hilt are about 5 meters long. For Allen, it seems short to make a two-handed sword. It's a little bit off, but if it's used as a weapon for Kerr in the future, it's just right.

"Hey!!"

Kerr's face turned red before she picked up a heavy sword that Master Ferok had placed on the ground. However, she still lacked the strength to swing it freely.

Seeing Kerr's poor performance, Ferok had a kind smile on his face, touched her little head and said.

"Of course, Kerr is not yet capable of using it. How about letting Uncle Patriarch give it to you when you are strong enough in the future?"

"Oh fine."

Although Kerr was unwilling to give up, she still nodded with self-knowledge and handed the epee to Allen with reluctance. At the same time, she quietly whispered in Allen's ear: "Uncle Patriarch, you must remember that this It's my thing, you have to give it back to me when I get stronger."

"Okay, you little clever one."

Allen held the heavy sword and mentioned it. This sword was really heavy. It weighed at least nearly two hundred pounds. No wonder it was extremely difficult for Kerr to lift it even with her strength. But for Allen now, the 5-60 pound giant sword he used before is no longer easy to hold. Now holding it in the middle of his hand, it is as if it was tailor-made for Allen and is being used by him.

But Allen also knows that this weapon is his after all, and when Kerr grows up, he will give it back to Kerr as Philok wishes. The only good thing is that Kerr is still young. When she grows up and can use this weapon, even if she is gifted, it will be at least 5-6 years later. This means that Allen can In the past few years, this heavy sword has been used.

Perhaps, this is also one of the reasons why Master Ferok gave Kerr this weapon.

Next to Ferok, the human servant Sam looked at this scene with envy. He did not expect that the master, who was always cold and indifferent to people, would have such a kind side when facing two little goblins he had never met before. In this regard, he could not figure out the relationship between the master and the bugbear in front of him.

"Why don't you say thank you to grandpa?"

After putting away the heavy sword, Allen scolded Kerr with a straight face. After being scolded, Kerr made a face at Allen, then turned around and smiled brightly at Ferok, and said crisply: "Thank you, Grandpa, Grandpa is so kind."

"Hahaha~~"

Ferok's joyful laughter filled the entire hall. Taking advantage of the other person's comfort, Allen quickly took out the prepared berry jam. The jam sealed with wax at the mouth of the glass bottle has become as bright as ever after more than ten days of journey. The red, yellow and yellow colors will greatly increase your appetite at first sight.

This is the jam-making method that Alan learned from his dreams, and it is also the gift he carefully prepared for Philok. According to Philip, for an old man like Philok who is used to seeing all kinds of scenes and is already very old, giving him something valuable is just to gain a little favor, but it is not as good as Allen and the others who put in the effort to create some wilderness themselves. The local products grown on the farm will win the favor of the elderly even more.

Coupled with the poor output of the Green Field Plain and the tribe's bottomed-out inventory capital, it is impossible for Allen to give a jewel to the other party. The value of a jewel is enough for Allen and the others to purchase many things that are lacking in the clan.

"This is a small gift that my tribe and I prepared for Master. They are all worthless food. If Master doesn't mind it, you can try it. It tastes pretty good."

Allen presented the gift with both hands, earning an approving look from the old man.

"I'll try it."

Ferok opened a bottle of jam on the spot, then reached into the bottle with his slender fingers to scoop out a lump of sticky jam, put it into his mouth without a care, closed his eyes and slowly experienced the changes. “Huh? This jam tastes good, better than most sauces on the market!”

Philok, who was originally just casual and had no expectations, after carefully tasting a mouthful of jam, looked at Allen with surprise: "Are you sure you made these jams yourself?"

"Of course, Irene and I also helped with these jams, grandpa."

Little Kerr gave Allen a divine assist, pointing to the jam in the bottle and said: "In these jams, there are berries picked by Kerr and Irene."

"Irene and I usually ask uncle for jam, but he won't give it to us! Humph, bad patriarch, bad uncle."

Kerr's innocent words did not require any further justification from Allen, it was enough to prove that the jam was indeed made by their tribe.

"Well, this jar of jam is for us, Xiao Keer and Irene."

Philok, who had just opened it and tasted the jam, handed the jam bottle to Kerr, and then motioned to Allen to put down Irene and Kerr and let them play.

"It seems that your tribe is developing well now. Tell me, apart from thanking me this time, is there anything else you need my help with?"

After Kerr and Irene were gone, Ferok's expression returned to indifference, but the kindness between his eyebrows still faded. Therefore, when faced with the other party's inquiry, Allen also spoke out on the spot.

"It is true that I still need help from Master, but don't worry, I will follow the rules of the Chamber of Commerce and will never embarrass you."

"Tell me your needs first."

"Our tribe is lacking everything now, but fortunately, many things can be bought on the market, so there is no need to trouble the master. There are only skilled craftsmen, so I can only ask the master for help. Let's see what your chamber of commerce can do. Can’t you sell a few more to us?”

"What kind of craftsman?"

Ferok glanced at Allen meaningfully. The other person was trying very hard to please him, so he naturally wanted something. However, Ferok just liked people of his own clan to beg him like this, which showed that the other person was very clear-headed. Know what is important. Whenever a goblin tribe has a need for craftsmen, it means that their leader has a strong pursuit of developing the tribe, which shows that the future future of the other tribe will not be too bad.

"I want masters who can search for ores and smelt ores, and blacksmiths who can forge weapons."

Allen was a little embarrassed. He had inquired outside. This kind of strategically valuable craftsman was not comparable to those of previous gardeners and farmers. Otherwise, Allen would not have tried his best to get in touch with Ferok. .

"Haha, I didn't expect you to have good eyesight."

Ferok chuckled.

"Just in time, our Chamber of Commerce happened to send some good products, which meet your requirements."

(End of this chapter)