The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Verick looked at Dolle, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Repairing these swords wasn't easy. Sitting on the nearby stool, he felt a little gratified. Dolle was a good seed, willing to endure hardship and able to learn. If he pursued this line of work in the future, he would definitely be more successful than himself.

At noon, Supervisor Harley walked out from inside with heavy steps. He first went to the other two blacksmith shops and finally came to Verick's, gathering the swords together and directing a few other apprentices to place them at the entrance.

After finishing all this, Harley breathed a sigh of relief, adopting the air of a chief steward. He stood next to Verick, looked at Dolle, and smiled slightly, "Are you interested in becoming a contracted blacksmith here?"

Dolle scratched his head, "I haven't become a level one blacksmith yet, I'm just an apprentice. Isn't it a bit early, Master Harley?"

Harley still smiled, "As long as you are willing to endure hardship and put in the effort, becoming a level one blacksmith is only a matter of time. I saw the hoe you made, it's very good."

Verick stood up from the stool, gave Dolle a thumbs up, and said, "Dolle is the most talented kid I've ever seen. It's only been a few days, and he can already make farm tools. He'll definitely be good in the future."

Dolle stood aside shyly.

Harley nodded and said, "The advancement of blacksmiths is the same as that of warriors. The process of forging iron is also the process of tempering oneself. Train hard and strive to cross the threshold of a primary warrior as soon as possible, that way blacksmithing will be easier."

Harley could see that Dolle had practiced martial arts techniques, so he said casually.

Dolle responded with a smile while feeling a chill in his heart. He had only casually showed off his war sword skills, but they had actually seen it.

Martial arts training is not that easy either. At least he is just starting now. Relying on the advantages of blacksmithing, he can exercise his whole body's muscles and move towards becoming a primary warrior step by step, but the distance is still very far.

Verick patted him on the shoulder and said, "The hammer techniques, both large and small, are also a kind of martial art, exercising muscles and bones. The fire of the furnace can also train your skin very well. Train hard."

Dolle nodded, he could naturally feel it.

Verick had the strength of a high-level warrior apprentice. Dolle had long heard him say that he only needed a book on battle aura to find a way to continue improving. However, battle aura books were too expensive, even the lowest-level introductory battle aura book cost 20 gold coins.

That was 20 gold coins!

Harley encouraged Dolle a few words, then stood outside. Soon, a military carriage came over, followed by a team of soldiers. Several of the soldiers came over, negotiated with Supervisor Harley, took away those weapons, paid the gold coins, and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

Seeing this, Dolle felt even more motivated. It would be great if he had the ability to forge war swords someday. Then he could start wizard training. The records on Narye about wizards all required a large number of medicinal herbs and auxiliary materials. With his current financial ability, he couldn't afford any of those things. He could only do basic physical training first.

With nothing to do in the afternoon, Dolle started practicing with scrap again, making some small tools, which were already taking shape, but still not skilled enough, so they sold for a lower price.

There were still people who bought these lower-priced items. After all, there were plenty of poor people outside the city who couldn't afford the high-quality ones, so they could only buy these items of average quality. Therefore, Dolle wasn't afraid that no one would buy his things.

Time quickly passed by twenty days.

During these days, Dolle forged a lot of farm tools, and the quality became better and better. He also had some copper coin income, and his life had a basic guarantee.

With each passing day of forging, Dolle's skin, which was already dark, was now even darker, but underneath the skin, his muscles bulged, already possessing a certain scale, although it was only a few days.

It was time to get off work. Dolle greeted Verick and a few other familiar blacksmiths, picked up the clothes he had placed aside, and walked towards the slums. He was in a relatively cheerful mood because he had been paid today, 20 copper coins.

He wanted to hurry home to read. Although he already had a dictionary, the characters inside were a big problem. He could only learn dozens of new characters a day, and it would probably take a while to read normally. Whenever he thought of the things recorded in Narye's Legend of the Magic Warrior, Dolle felt a little excited. Whether becoming a warrior or a wizard, as long as you reached a certain level, you would have great prospects in the future. Ordinary level one warriors could easily find a job, and their monthly salary was settled in silver coins. As long as he could become a warrior, there was nothing more to say. As for wizards, there were only a few in the entire Domont City, they were legendary figures. Although wizards had no combat power at the beginning, they relied on their wisdom, various alchemy and medicines, and were even more powerful than warriors.

Whenever he thought of the future, Dolle, walking on the road, almost wanted to shout out loud, he was very excited.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance of the slums. He looked up and saw a few people standing there, as if they were looking at him. After seeing who it was, his face suddenly stiffened, and the heat in his heart was instantly doused with a layer of ice water, icy cold to the bone.

Damn it, it's Odo.

He hadn't seen this guy for many days, why did he run into him again?

Odo also saw Dolle at this time. As soon as he saw him, he remembered his miserable state that day, and his face immediately twisted, "Grab him for me, you damned commoner, dare to resist, I'm going to break his legs."

The people on both sides were a little puzzled when they heard this, but soon someone remembered, wasn't this the kid who often robbed people at the Bianchi Mine?

"See where else you can run, dare to hit our Big Brother Odo." Someone immediately pounced on him.

The others also remembered who Dolle was and picked up their weapons, rushing towards Dolle.

Dolle was shocked at this moment, damn Odo, isn't this over yet?

While panicking, he put on the clothes in his hand and turned around to run. He didn't go to the place where he had been staying these days, but turned and ran to other parts of the slums.

The roads inside the slums were intricate and complicated, and there were garbage dumps everywhere, which were very suitable for running away.

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Seeing this, Odo observed Dolle's clothes and was immediately exasperated, "Chase him for me, he must have made money, otherwise he wouldn't be able to afford such good clothes."

When the others heard this, they immediately became motivated.

Robbing a commoner was completely without any psychological burden for them. Even the police station and the magistrate were unwilling to come here. The number of commoners who died every day was more than the number of murders in the city in a year. No one cared about killing a commoner.

Moreover, the other party had money, which was what they valued. Moreover, doing this kind of thing was not once or twice, they had long been accustomed to it.

After such a long period of training, Dolle's strength and agility were no longer what they used to be. With his full strength, he quickly dashed into the slums and into a small alley.

The alley was full of water and mud. Walking all the way, his feet were covered in mud.

While complaining and running, Dolle didn't stop at all. After walking out of the alley, he ran to another alley. He knew that his feet were covered in mud and water, so he definitely couldn't escape the other party's tracking. He could only try his best to run forward, preparing to find a dry road.

However, no matter how fast he was, Odo was still chasing closely behind. Odo's physical fitness was not bad either. With the coach hired by his father and his usual training, he was actually a little stronger than Dolle.

Dolle looked back and saw Odo chasing closely, so he could only run desperately.

He quickly ran out of the alley and entered a main road in the slums. He looked up and saw that there were people everywhere, so he deliberately ran to places with more people.