The hot fire made Shinro's cheeks rosy, and the heavy jingling sounds continued, as if they were never stopped.

And as the hammer hit, a red sword that should belong to the sword embryo is gradually taking shape.

The sunlight outside the window shone over, shining the caster's scattered black hair like a waterfall. At the same time, a hazy force that confuses the eyes seemed to be faintly reflected, causing the little head of the gray sparrow that fell at the window not far away to sway, as if she would fall asleep at any time.

After a while, the sound of sudden fire woke it up. The sparrow then flapped its wings and escaped. Judging from the speed, it seemed that it had received a great shock.

The steaming steam slowly emitted, and the smell that blended through the blending of water and iron lingered around the nose, which also made the dark silver sword formed in front of you look particularly textured.

After cleaning and wiping the rag, Charle immediately wrapped the hilt of the sword that had not yet been installed in a brown fur cloth. He raised the sword and observed it for a moment, then clenched it and swung it towards the other erected beside him.

Zheng--!

A crisp metal clash sounded, and the iron sword that looked extremely strong was immediately broken by a blow!

"This method is indeed feasible." Shire murmured in a low voice as he closed his sword.

But he did not show a look of excitement, but instead attracted a blacksmith who was usually close to him, and taught the other party exactly the secret text that represented the sharpness in his memory, and then began to talk about some tips and precautions for new methods.

From his failed teaching, the elves blacksmith accepted this knowledge involving thinking very quickly.

So when Charles finished speaking the second time, he began to practice.

The crisp sound of pounding sounded again from the forgings here.

The vast river not far away is surging with water. The hazy Thorgalan is hidden deep in the fog in the river. Looking from afar, the construction of the city is in full swing.

However, among the houses on the edge of the river bank, what is about to be born is much greater than the city built!

At dusk, when the sunset was converging from all directions, after several failed forgings, a long sword that looked no different from a normal iron sword, but was extremely sharp under the experiment was finally born!

The sword was slightly different from the effect of the previous forged by Charles, but it did not hide its unusual sharp blade!

"Your Majesty, this... I succeeded?" The surprise mixed with a blank expression made the pretty blacksmith look at a little helpless. However, when he saw Charles' joyful smile, his originally nervous mood calmed down.

Yes, he succeeded!

Successfully forged a weapon that should not have been forged!

Recognizing this, the blacksmith was excited about it.

"Go back and have a good rest, but remember to keep it confidential." After looking at the sky outside, Charles advised.

"But, why is this?" The other party was a little confused about this.

He just made his mind concentrate on imagining the secret texts taught by Charles and focusing on the forging in his hands, and did not do anything else?

Although he is proficient in forging skills, he obviously does not know much about methods such as condensing thinking and will, and Charles did not explain much.

Watching the other party's departure back, he thought of the traces on the walls of the forging room he had seen before, and couldn't help but shake his head.

The secret text that seemed to be gradually evolving was not what Aoli was deducing, but he was tracing the original appearance of this secret text that represented sharpness.

That's right, initially.

Although he could use the mold forging that Shire first developed, the secret text outlined with molds was not standard at all.

The portrayal of the secret text is a very rigorous and meticulous process. Charles himself was able to use this method because he had the most standard secret text in his mind, but other elves did not, and even failed to forge the secret text according to the mold.

The reason is actually very simple, it is just the difference between standards and non-standards. However, with preconceptions, Charles clearly omitted this point.

He usually only thought that the problem was in other places, but he ignored the root cause in the dark under the light.

Until now.

Aoli did not leave any relevant words, but his two clues have already corrected his mistakes.

Charles didn't know why he was unwilling to say it directly, but this did not affect his gratitude to Vera.

No one knows better than him what this secret text's breakthrough represents!

He bowed to the West and then began to write the most exquisite and standard secret texts in his mind with the strictest strokes with parchment paper and quill pen.

Strong, tough, heavy, light and agile...

He had basically written the secret texts that could play a role in metal forging in the past.

Although these secret texts were already a little "backward" after he created jewelry enchantment, they were nothing different from the existing casting method in Middle-earth, and even the entire elf civilization!

However, because of the lessons of pharmacy, Charles did not really disclose this time, but secretly imparted this knowledge to a limited number of blacksmiths who had been tested by his spiritual talent, who were trustworthy and loyal.

These blacksmiths all knew the secret text forging methods he controlled, but they had never been able to get started before.

Now that I was taught, I was very excited, so the hidden and enthusiastic forging action was launched.

However, before this, Charles set some rules for them that must be followed, such as not disclosing their current work situation.

And Charles asked the blacksmiths to swear by stars that they would not be allowed to pass on new secret literature to anyone unless he had his permission.

Although he trusts these blacksmiths, he must be safer.

Elf pays attention to oaths, and even the oaths that blurt out will be vaguely connected to their own destiny and will not be issued easily, but as long as you make a vow, there are few people who violate it.

So under their continuous practice, Charles named him a "instruction book" forging secret literature, which was basically perfected.

But this process did not last long. When these elves blacksmiths were able to forge the finished product by themselves and their skills were on track, Charles asked them to start preparing military supplies on their own, and he was preparing to go on a long journey.

Because of those Angban's escapees, Charles did not go to Gundolin on his return, that is, he had not told Arethir about the fall of Eor.

No one knows about this except him and Lucien who doesn't know how to know about it, so Arethier may have some expectations for it.

Although Charles felt that the other party didn't know the best, it turned out that procrastination could not completely solve the problem, and he still had to face it.

"I hope she can accept this result," he thought so.

The reason why he decided to go in person without writing a letter was because he felt that when he heard this news, Arethier might need his only child by his side, or rather, it would be better.

At the same time, he actually missed everything about Gondolin a little.

So, on a fairly clear morning, after giving all the trivial matters, Shar rode away.

The route was different from the last time. That time, because he didn't know the road, he had to go to Slond, Nagor, to find Fenrod.

This time he could actually go north from the Qihe River, then pass through the territory of Fiano and the edge of Ludorias and the Horror Valley, and finally reach the entrance of Gondolin.

This way the journey seems relatively short.

Shire didn't think he would encounter any accidents along the way.

Although he would pass by the Kellergon territory that had a grudge against him on this road, they actually did not pose a threat to Charles - after all, he had even made an escape to Angban.

However, when he arrived at the cold plain called Himrad, something unexpected happened.

A group of fully armed elves are stationed on the western edge of the place, with a large number, and the air is obviously filled with a solemn atmosphere!
Chapter completed!