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Hephaestus Boutique Blacksmith Shop.

Welf stared blankly at the guest in front of him.

To be honest, Welf was not happy to meet the dark-haired man.

The mutated goblin who fought together has become history, and he and the opponent have also become Lv2 one after another, and they have each won the titles of "not cold" and "war chess player".

Among adventurers, it can be regarded as the beginning of a rise.

But I know this guy's deceitful ability. He used a rookie to deceive everyone to work for him, and in the end he ran away after taking the things. Although there are rumors in the market that the supporter took it all alone, who knows if it is a bitter plan?

In addition, this guy also stole the exhibits in their store. Although he wanted the balance back, he still couldn't change the fact that the other party was stained.

All things considered, Weston held no merit in his eyes.

Moreover, with the psychology of opposite sex attracting and same sex repelling, Welf's tone was also very cold to Weston, a visiting visitor.

"What's the matter, do you need anything?"

"Try and see if you can build this!" Weston handed over a roll of drawings in his hand, which he drew after leaving the central square.

He and Riveria had talked about lightsaber together before, but Riveria mainly focused on the light wave sword of the Apollo family, and he focused on his own impression. The initial production of the principle of the sword came into being during that debate.

After a year of accumulating magic knowledge and optimizing it, the lightsaber-I trial version on the design drawing was completed after leaving the square.

This is already the fourth store that Weston has walked through, and the previous three refused without hesitation.

Because the production conditions were extremely harsh, and if it failed, Weston asked not to pay for the materials, so it was strange that they could simply agree.

"Light wave sword?" Welf, as the forge of the magic sword, is also very familiar with the concept of this kind of 'elemental weapon'.

There is only one hilt on the design drawing, which is a design drawing he has never seen before, whether it is the groove left on the front and back of the hilt, or the principle of extremely strong stability required by the hilt itself.

Curved arcs, spiraling hurricanes, and buttons...

Obviously they are only making a semi-finished product, and there is still magic circle processing inside.

"Where did you get that?" Welf said in surprise.

"I designed it myself."

"Huh?" Welf didn't believe it at all.

"In the groove, you plan to put magic stones and the inside of the scabbard, and you also need to set up a hollow. You must ask a magician to make a magic circle? I have to say that you have a very good idea for this shell, but we are only blacksmiths, and A magician can't come to blacksmith either. You're looking for the wrong person!" Welf shook his head and handed back the blueprint.

"I am a magician."

"You can't fool me."

"Light of Firefly!"

A green magic matrix appeared at Weston's fingertips, and firefly-like light spots gushed out of the magic matrix, fell onto the wooden counter, and turned into orange-red flames.

A smell of burnt wood was present in the shop, and the embers of a fire were gradually dying out.

Welf frowned and asked, "Does your ancestor have elf blood?"

Welf can only guess that there is no elf feature in Weston.Besides, being able to forge the magic sword himself is the glory of ancestors and fairy spirits.

"I am the Elf King." Surprised that a human being in this world can do magic, Weston has become accustomed to answering sexually.

Welf put on a numb 'You go on, I'm listening' expression, an answer only an idiot would believe.

"Forget it, since you are a magician, I will take this job. But the process is very complicated, and you have to come back tomorrow if you want to see the semi-finished product!"

"Ah."

"The deposit is 900 million Farleys!"

Weston cast an "EXM?" look.

Welf snorted in dissatisfaction: "The hilts that can withstand high temperatures are usually only sold by the Loki and Freya families on the market, and the supply is simply in short supply."

"Really? Then I'll write an IOU! As you know, I don't like to carry money." Weston showed no expression on his face and took out the profile of a Valkyrie rimmed with gold jewelry, confirming that he was organized.

Welf looked at him speechlessly. Although the other party spoke calmly, he could always feel the other party's deliberate pretentious behavior.

"Your status in the family can pay you nine million mana?" Welf doubted very much. Generally, the personal assets of Lv2 level adventurers generally fluctuate between one million and two million.

"Don't act like you're the only one who can have anything happen to a goddess."

Welf blushed suddenly: "You bastard, don't listen to those gods, I didn't—!"

"Can you be decisive? I have to go back to find Freya..."

Welf looked at the other party's expression, and he couldn't imagine the picture in his mind. He pointed at Weston and was shocked: "You, you actually called your god by his name..."

What a curious (enviable) intimacy this must be!

Welf, who had the right to speak completely, didn't know how to agree in the end.

By accident, he agreed to Weston to make the parts, and let the other party buy two samurai swords on credit. Remember when Weston left gracefully, he still thanked him?

"Welf, are you an idiot?" "One-eyed" Tsubaki, head of the Hephaestus family, made no secret of his numbness and speechlessness.

"I, I agreed?"

"I think this person needs to be informed to the Freya family. This person can be seen as a swindler."