son-in-law of blood

Chapter 159 God of Forging, Al!
Old Harry was trembling all over, staring in horror at the thing in Hearen's hand.

The sudden shock made the old Harry, who was over 60 years old, extremely agile, and he had already appeared beside Hellen with a whoosh.

His hands were trembling, and old Harry wanted to reach out to touch them but was a little scared.

Seeing the expression of worrying about gains and losses, Xieren knew it clearly.

Sure enough, he guessed right, the old Harry family in front of him must be the descendants of the Auer family, and their ancestors should also be the well-known master craftsman in the mainland, the god of casting—Auer!
And what Hellen took out was exactly the same as a pattern in the middle of the wall in the old Harry's house!
It was a simple and heavy claw hammer painted with red paint!
This is also the reward of the [Tarot Card of the Gods] given by Hieren when he was an advanced wandering scholar - the token of Orr, the God of Casting.

At the beginning, Hieren's original intention was to use this token to find Orr's descendants or apprentices, and help him build the "Watcher's Armor", but after a lot of things happened, he forgot about it for a while.

I didn't expect it to come in handy today!
The trembling hand finally slowly touched the little red hammer.

Immediately afterwards, as if some switch had been activated, when old Harry's hand touched the hammer, the originally simple and low-key hammer instantly burst into red light, and a trace of divine power emerged from the small hammer. Spreading out, the entire blacksmith shop was shrouded in divine power in an instant.

The frightening momentum made the few people present except Hellen unable to straighten up.

Kamui, goodbye Kamui!
At the same time, two curved shadows resembling goat horns began to faintly appear above Old Harry's head.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xillen no longer had any doubts in his heart. The person in front of him must be a descendant of Aur, the god of casting, that is, a descendant of the Aur family!
At this moment, the thoughts in old Harry's heart were like a stormy sea, rolling in waves!

Feeling the small hammer in Xieren's hand that was connected with his blood, and seeing all kinds of visions in front of him, he finally couldn't help but fell to his knees with a plop, with tears in his eyes, trembling lips, choked up and unable to speak.

The little Harry on the side was also very excited after seeing this seemingly ordinary small hammer. The middle-aged man who had always been dull and honest was also shaking with excitement at this time, unable to control himself.

After a long time, the divine power gradually disappeared, and the little hammer returned to its original appearance again.

The agitated father and son also gradually calmed down their excitement. With the help of little Harry, old Harry gradually stood up.

"I still don't know how to call the master?"

Wiping the hot tears from his face, old Harry asked.

Hellen replied: "I am the lord of a nearby territory, just call me Hellen."

Old Harry bowed slightly, saluted, and then asked eagerly:
"Where did His Excellency Hellen get this hammer?"

Helen pursed her lips and thought for a while:
"It was given to me by a mysterious person."

Old Harry asked:

"What kind of mysterious person?"

Helen narrowed her eyes slowly, her tone was unpredictable:
"A middle-aged man with red skin as strong as a mountain!"

Hearing this, old Harry froze and said in a trembling voice:
"He... this... When this lord handed over the hammer to Your Excellency, did he give any instructions?"

Helen showed the color of memory:

"I didn't say anything, just said that I had a destiny with him, so he gave me such a hammer. I didn't know what this hammer was for until I saw the exact same pattern as this hammer in your home. I just took it out for you to see."

Hearing this, old Harry fell to his knees in front of Heron again with a plop, with a respectful and sincere tone:
"The unworthy descendant, Harry Orr, has met the envoy of God!"

Seeing this, Xi Lun couldn't help but secretly startled, he seemed to have played a bit too much, why did all the envoys come out?
Helen couldn't bear to let such an old man keep kneeling towards him, and said:

"Old Harry, stand up first, and tell me what's going on? What kind of angel? How did I become an angel?"

Old Harry got up slowly, and said in an excited tone:

"The mysterious man you saw who handed you the hammer is the incarnation of my ancestor, Aur, the god of casting!"

"This hammer used to be a personal artifact of our ancestors, and it existed as a sacred object of our Orr family. Since the ancestors handed over the sacred object to you, it means that you are his messenger recognized by the old man!"

"So you are the envoy of God!"

Hellen couldn't help grinning, God is sorry, what kind of mysterious person, what about giving him a hammer, these are all excuses he made up to ask old Harry to help him forge magical weapons.

He didn't expect to be regarded as an envoy by others for no reason, which made Helen feel a little headache.

Rubbing his swollen forehead, Hellen asked:

"Then that means you are the descendants of the Forging God?"

Old Harry suddenly looked sad when he heard the words, and mumbled:

"It used to be, now... I'm afraid it's not anymore..."

It seems that there are many hidden secrets in it.

Xieren murmured secretly, but he couldn't help but slander inwardly, the descendant of the God of Forging must have messed up a bit too badly.

The descendants of other people's gods have at least a few amazing skills. Why can they only forge iron and make weapons when they come to the God of Forging?

Pressing the question in his heart, Hellen continued to ask:
"Why was it before, but not now?"

Old Harry let out a long sigh:
"To be honest, my lord envoy, our family has been expelled from the Auer family!"

Hearing this, Shiron's heart moved. According to what old Harry said, it seems that there is still a large-scale established group in the Orr family.

Although the Continent of the Gods has long heard about the existence of the Orr family, no one has been able to find out the specific location, so most people regard him as a legend.

Now that he suddenly learned of the true existence of the Auer family from a person who had been verified as a descendant of Auer, Hellen's mind couldn't help but become active.

The Orr family, as the name suggests, must be a family that is proficient in forging. If they can win over such a special force under their own hands, then their weapons and equipment will no longer have to worry about insufficient quantity or substandard quality.

The most important thing is that the hard-to-build watchman armor may also be expected to be mass-produced.

Although he has not yet found the blueprints for making the Warden's armor, there are several sets of finished products that were found from the veteran Kent's home at that time.

Maybe the craftsmen of the Orr family who are proficient in this way can redraw the production blueprints based on these finished products.

Thinking of this, Xi Lun decided to make mistakes and continue to play the role of "God Envoy"!

Anyway, the sacred objects of their clan are in their own hands, how should I put it, it is not by their own mouth.

Looking at old Harry's pale expression, Hellen asked:
"Why were you expelled from the Orr family?"

Old Harry's tone was full of remorse:
"It's all my fault, I broke the family rules! My Lord God Envoy also knows the particularity of our Orr family. It can be said that whoever controls our family is equivalent to owning a continuous production base of weapons and equipment. Three The great empire, including the rest of the kingdoms, duchies, and even the top ten chambers of commerce in the capital of trade, the large slave-hunting gangs in the barren land, the thieves’ union, etc., all forces big and small are coveting our family.”

"In order to avoid getting into trouble, our Auer family has a strict order that no one from the Auer family can claim to be a child of the Auer family when they are doing things outside. But... But I was obsessed with ghosts, and in order to get better treatment, I revealed my own His true identity... Although the family found out later and did follow-up processing in a timely manner, there is no impenetrable wall in this world, and the news spread out after all."

"I also broke the family rules because of this, and was expelled from the family..."

A voice full of remorse and unwillingness echoed in the blacksmith shop.

A moment later, a voice full of temptation like a devil sounded in the ears of the frustrated father and son:

"That... I mean old Harry, do you still want to go back to the family tree?"

(End of this chapter)