Heart of the Castle

Chapter 109

Donner's words left Li Wei speechless for a long time, until finally he smiled wryly and sighed, "Level 2 fighters? Even in the Viscount's castle, they can be regarded as elite troops. Mr. Donner, you can't help thinking It’s too easy, these people have indeed trained very hard, but if they can reach level 2 just by training, the elite fighters are too worthless.”

Tang Na shook his head lightly, and said in a voice full of memories: "Master Li Wei, when the evil disaster came last time, I'm afraid you were still very young and had no exposure to these things. The appearance of the devil is a disaster for the weak It is also an opportunity for the strong. These people are indeed still immature. My goal is to make them at least reach the average level of level 1 fighters in two weeks, and then find some small groups of demons to kill them. As long as they are successfully killed After killing demons a few times, these people will quickly mature and become qualified elite fighters!"

Tang Na, who became more and more excited as he talked, did not notice the trace of sadness that flashed from the depths of Li Wei's eyes when he mentioned the last disaster.Of course, Li Wei experienced the last demonic disaster. His parents died in the demonic disaster. If it wasn't for the fact that Knight Ston led the troops there, Li Wei would have become a delicacy for the demons long ago.

Being able to embark on the path of a knight, Li Wei was greatly influenced by the Ston Knight. Until now, deep in his heart, there is still a vivid image of this old knight who is serious and unsmiling.

When Tang Na woke up from the excitement, Li Wei had already recovered his faint smile. Looking at this middle-aged man with a flushed face and glowing eyes, Li Wei couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

As an experienced senior adventurer, Tang Na's pure professional level even surpassed that of the Crusader Swordsman, reaching the 8th level.However, he didn't understand the seeds of fighting energy, let alone evolve the seeds of fighting energy into scattered fighting energy. That's why he suffered an injury that couldn't heal on his own in the battle with the demonized knight ten years ago.

However, after getting rid of the trouble of his injured leg, the long-renowned Roaring Bear began to shine his own light. Maybe before the upcoming battle, he should help him, but Li Wei still has some ideas about how to help him. One last doubt.

"Mr. Donner, I'll have to worry about the training." Li Wei nodded to Donner, and decided to put this matter aside for a while.

"The training is on me, Master Li Wei." Donna patted his firm chest to assure him, then he scratched his stiff chin and said, "Grace has been busy training his female archers recently. Only the two little guys, Warren and Martha, are taking care of the defense. I am afraid they are too busy. Moreover, their qualifications are limited, and their abilities are also very average. It is best for you, Mr. Li Wei, to sit in the camp. , so as not to cause any trouble.”

"I see." From Tang Na's words, Li Wei keenly sensed a special flavor. He gave a knight sword salute to Tang Na very seriously, and watched him lead the militiamen to continue running into the depths of the dense forest.

"Let's go back and see what happened in the camp." When the back of the last bare-chested militiaman disappeared from view, Li Wei whispered to the two crusader swordsmen beside him.After saying this, the young knight attendant pursed his lips tightly, and there was a cold taste in his eyes.

An ingot of steel was shining brightly on the anvil, and the hammer fell heavily on it with a thunderous crash; sparks burst out in countless scattered arcs, and then disappeared into the darkness of the smithy.

The heavy hammer was held high by a thick and powerful arm, beating the steel ingot again and again with an attitude that seemed never to tire.

The blacksmith who strikes the iron is a dwarf with a thick and messy beard and a bald head. In the red-hot blacksmith's shop, the dwarf wears only linen shorts and a blacksmith's leather apron on the upper body. His arms are completely exposed, showing muscles that are as shameful as rocks.

Blacksmithing is hard work, and the dwarf is not young anymore, the wrinkles on his face have been attacked by wind and frost, and there are many small scars mixed in.The familiar iron hammer seemed to be a lot heavier. When the iron ingot was finally hammered to his satisfaction, the dwarf stopped and panted heavily, and lightly beat his sore side with his free hand. low back.

"Oh, I'm really old. Back then, I, Brebe, forged a piece of pure gold for a day and a night to make a battle axe, and I didn't feel tired." The old dwarf said as he lifted himself from the stepping stone. He walked down and handed the hammer in his hand to the apprentice standing aside.

"That piece of iron ingot is ready to be used, which one of you go up and have a try, and forge it into a decent long sword." The old dwarf took the towel handed over by the apprentice and wiped the sweat and sweat on his face. Soot, ordered loudly.

"Master Brebe, these children's skills are still too unfamiliar, so we can't use up this good piece of steel. Lord Li Wei has very good blacksmiths in his subordinates, let them do it." A hoarse voice came from the blacksmith shop There was a sound from the corner of the room, and then a figure leaning on crutches walked out tremblingly.This man looked older than Brebe, and his tall body was originally hunched, and it seemed that every step he took took a lot of strength, only the sparkling one-eyed eye on his face was still bright.

This old man was the only blacksmith in the original refugee camp. Everyone called him One-Eyed Daddy Dewey. He was instructing several blacksmith apprentices in the blacksmith shop of the camp.Since Brebe Stoneaxe came here, the blacksmith shop has become the place where the old dwarves stay most often. On the contrary, Father Deoy never had the chance to touch the hammer again.Fortunately, Father Duy could barely hold a hammer. As a master dwarf blacksmith, Brebe's forging skills were far superior to that of a folk blacksmith, so he was happy to send the task of teaching apprentices. I just watch from the sidelines.

"Master Li Wei's blacksmith? Are you talking about those guys who play with spears?" Brebe looked at the watchtower in the distance with a bit of resentment, where two spearmen and an archer were performing guard tasks, standing tall The figure is as motionless as a statue.

"Yes, I have seen their blacksmithing skills with my own eyes. I am ashamed. Even though I have been a blacksmith for most of my life, I still can't catch up with their level."

"They have skills, and they are considered to be relatively outstanding among qualified blacksmiths. However, Mr. Li Wei said that they are roughly at that level and will not make any progress. It is better to let these apprentices exercise, and maybe they can make some progress. An expert blacksmith."

Brabe said, sighing.He didn't really believe Li Wei's explanation, but obviously without Li Wei's order, the pikeman would not listen to anything he said, even if he showed his identity as a master blacksmith, it was useless.

The weapons and equipment crafted by the master dwarf blacksmith are the dreams of every warrior!Brebe thought angrily, a little dissatisfied with his treatment.But when his eyes returned to the silver alloy sword leaning against the wall of the blacksmith shop, those dissatisfaction disappeared immediately.

"Master Li Wei is still very generous. Now that the alloy formula has been obtained, can we start to study how to melt and recast this great sword into a suitable battle axe?" Brebe Stone Ax Thinking of this, he proudly stroked his bald head with his hand a few times.

"Hey, you, go up and try it, you can't wait for that steel ingot to cool down again, it will be a waste of effort!"

Brebe's voice echoed in the small blacksmith's shop. The master dwarf blacksmith didn't know that a black shadow was lying on the ground and digging secretly just across the wall beside him.

The movement of this man's hands was very subtle, but the effect of digging was very good. Soon he dug a large hole nearly half a meter deep in the ground behind the blacksmith shop, then took out a linen bag from his arms, and stuffed it into the The deepest part of the cave.

"Hey, master blacksmith? Sending you on the road with the smoking potion invented by these dwarfs, isn't it worthy of your status?"

The black shadow let out a sinister smile mixed with creaking sounds, buried the big hole lightly, and left along the shadows between several wooden houses. There is a long pink tail trailing behind the guy's ass.

(End of this chapter)