Lurick was extremely excited to see Ron and others returning, and without any explanation, he led Ron and others straight to his blacksmith shop. When rebuilding the town of New Greenmoor, Ron originally wanted to put his blacksmith shop and Gilenis' laboratory together, which could be regarded as an industrial park. However, the dwarves and elves didn't like each other, so the matter ended up being nothing. , Rurik's blacksmith shop was moved diagonally opposite the "Gagawaah" pub.

It's a win-win position: the kobolds gain a regular patron, and Rurik can always grab a drink to satisfy his cravings. For dwarf craftsmen, wine is as important as anvils and hammers.

When Ron walked into the dwarf's workshop, on the shelf facing the door, a well-made breastplate immediately attracted his attention. Right in front of the breastplate, there was a lifelike relief of a lion. As if giving a final warning to the armor's opponents, Ron found a symbol of Tire's Holy Emblem on the side of the breastplate.

"This is customized for the young man Andre." Rurick was obviously very satisfied with his work. He stretched out his fingers and tapped the breastplate, making a clear sound. "He has patrol duties in the past two days. Wait. He can wear it when he comes back."

"This doesn't look like the craftsmanship style of your dwarves, does it?" Ivy looked at the breastplate and asked curiously.

"Of course, I imitated the style of his sword. I heard that it was a gift you bought for him in Rose City?" The dwarf blacksmith raised his lips hidden under his beard, "Don't worry, I am between beauty and practicality. He has found a balance - as a paladin whose duty is to protect our safety, he deserves such a set of armor."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about Andre," the half-elf warrior interrupted the dwarf, "Where's mine? Where's my armor?"

"Oh, sure, come here."

Lurick took everyone to the back, where a piece of white armor that was not colored and only showed the original color of the metal stood quietly. Different from the armor that Ivy "bought" earlier, this armor forged by the seller himself has a complete set of armor, helmet and iron boots, and the internal situation cannot be seen from the outside at all.

The head armor of this full-body armor is designed to wrap around the neck, giving the front face double-layer protection, which prevents blades and spear fragments from being inserted into the wearer's neck; going down the neck, the left and right shoulder armor It shows an obvious asymmetry. The left shoulder armor is large and the right shoulder armor is small. When the wearer holds a shield, the left shoulder armor can increase the defensive area, while the right shoulder armor can ensure flexibility when wielding the weapon; while at the waist On the abdomen, there is a chainmail skirt to protect the abdomen and crotch, and two metal plates connected by four leather straps to cover the gap between the thighs and body.

"Armed tights, chain armor skirt, chain armor jacket, chest plate, and abdominal armor, a total of five layers of protection, enough to ensure that your front is indestructible," Rurick introduced, "I have also tested your flame-wrapped pair before. The data of the gauntlet can be ensured to be perfect, and the enemy will never be able to take advantage of it! ”

"What a tin can!" Driver smacked his mouth, and leaned over to stroke the armor. "Look at the shoulder armor and the joints! I'm afraid even splashing water won't get in!"

"Rurick, can you do this for me too?"

"What do you want this thing for?" Sera only found it funny, "You said it was an iron can, but it is very stuffy when you put it on, even more suffocating than the one she is wearing now!"

"If I don't hold my breath, I'm afraid you will die," the half-elf snorted, taking off his armor and preparing to try out this new set of equipment. "If it weren't for my 'iron can', Ron doesn’t know how many more healing potions he needs to make!”

This set of full-body armor looks quite inconvenient, and it is actually not easy to put on at all. With Rurick's help, Ivy took nearly five minutes to change it, and if she did it by herself, this time would probably be even longer. will be further extended.

"How's it going?" Rurick asked half nervously and half excitedly, "Is there anything that doesn't fit? Is it tight? Is it loose?"

He knows very little about magic, so he cannot create armor that can perfectly fit any user's body. This full-body armor is tailor-made for Ivy only, making it difficult for others to put on.

"It's just right," Ivy raised her gauntlet and turned down her mask. Her voice came from behind the metal, as if there was a wall in between. "Speaking of it, it's even better than the chest armor I used before. Lighter?"

"This is inevitable. The weight of the full-body armor is borne by the whole body, and it will be more comfortable to the body than chest armor and chain armor." The dwarf stroked his beard. "And this set of armor is real mithril equipment. It is more comfortable than the same type of armor." Be lighter."

As Lurik said, he took out another tower shield: "That's right, you try this again! It's the same material as the armor. I made some changes in the size so that it can fit your armor. ”

This tower shield is arc-shaped when viewed from a low angle, and the front is approximately rectangular. Different from the full-body armor without additional decoration, Lurick drew some patterns radiating outward from the center, making this shield The tower shield looks very powerful.

Ron's heart suddenly moved. Looking at these patterns, a certain arcane model that he had temporarily given up resurfaced in his mind. He turned his wrist and the carving knife presented by Old Faber appeared in his mind. in the palm of your hand.

"Ivy, do you mind if I 'add some stuff' to this shield?"

On the other side, Gillianis, who was still chatting with Anastria, suddenly raised her head, her eyes locked on Rurik's workshop, and then quickly retracted her gaze.

"Such a familiar arcane model..."

"What did you say?" Anastria was stunned for a moment.

"Nothing," the elven wizard waved his hand casually, "It should be just an illusion. There are always some common ideas among spellcasters, and it is normal for the models to be similar."

"I don't understand what you are saying," the elven mercenary shrugged, and quickly put Gillianis's reaction behind his head, "Go on, go on, you were tied up by the chief wizard to be a researcher, what happened later?"

The two elves continued to start a story meeting to recall the bitterness and sweetness, while Ron did not have much time to linger on the past. Beads of sweat rolled down Ron's temples, and the carving knife in his hand cut into the mithril alloy of the tower shield like entering water, leaving a series of carvings of varying depths and shapes.

As his wrist and fingers moved, Ivy was surprised to find that the flame-wrapped gauntlets on her hands actually reacted and gradually became warm!

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