In this way, the name of Nalant, the first legendary weapon, was chosen!
After Narant put away the long sword, Master Moore did not stop and took out a ring from his arms, "Narant, thank you for temporarily borrowing this sacred instrument. Now I will follow the instructions."
We agreed to return it to its original owner!"
The ring that Master Moore took out was the space ring that Nalant temporarily lent to Master Moore. Master Moore who handed out the ring at this moment was no longer as relaxed as when he handed over the sword before.
There was an obvious look of reluctance on his face.
When Nalant saw this, he took it bravely.
If it was just an ordinary holy weapon, then maybe he could actually exchange it with the dwarf. Anyway, it would just be a storage ring on his hand.
But this sacred weapon set was obviously related to Stella, so he could only take it back.
"Master Moore, I wonder how your observation went? Is it helpful?" Narant asked curiously, holding the ring in his hand.
"Nalant, to be honest, thanks to the sacred weapon ring you temporarily borrowed this time, we are one step closer to recovering the dwarves' precious sacred weapon forging skills."
"However, this ring is one of the six pieces of the Holy Artifact after all, so it is impossible to imitate the Holy Artifact in a short period of time!"
"If we can gather together the six-piece suit of the Prophet Goddess, we can probably recover the technology immediately. Even if we get three or more pieces, it will probably be able to greatly make up for the missing memory of our dwarves!"
There was a slight sadness in Master Moore's eyes. This ring did allow them to acquire part of the sacred weapon forging skills, but it was not enough.
"Master Moore, I believe that one day your dwarves will regain the glory of your ancestors!" Nalant didn't know what to say, so he could only offer comfort at the moment.
If her strength allows it in the future, she might help the dwarf. After all, with her ring, Stella has three sacred weapons.
By then, with this kind of friendship, we will definitely be able to have a good relationship with the dwarves.
As for now, he is just dancing, but he doesn't dare to make any move.
It's okay to just present a ring, but if the three holy weapons are presented together, not only will it be too eye-catching, but even clues about the goddess's affairs will be noticed.
"I'd like to lend you some good advice, Narant!" Master Moore took a sip of wine after hearing this and put his worries behind him, "By the way, Narant, the sword has been forged. Are you ready to return?"
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"Yes, Master Moore, I have been in the Castle of the Furnace for two months, and I have recently been preparing to return!" Nalant nodded, "By the way, Master Moore, I have something to ask you.
I don’t know how many gold coins it costs to buy a hut in the Forge Castle gathering place.”
"Buy a cabin? Haha, it seems that you have made a lot of money from your wine, Narant?"
"It's not much money, just a few thousand gold coins, which makes Master Moore laugh. I don't know if it's enough to buy a hut in the gathering place!"
Nalant is very humble, of course, this humility is relative to Glory Continent.
Half a month ago, the convoy arranged by Thomas finally crossed the mountains, and Narant had good time to pick it up.
It is strange to say that Nalant was still worried all the way, but in the end, not to mention the terrifying giant bear, not even the shadow of the Warcraft was seen.
It made Nalant feel like he was walking in the Glory Continent. The only thing along the way was the amused laughter of the little girl Shirley and her little bear.
Of course, nothing is better, and Nalant is naturally willing to do so.
So, the convoy arrived at the dwarf camp smoothly.
As for the next thing, it was very simple. Nalant sent people directly to find the Black Tower, and then spread the news of the arrival of the wine.
Wine has been somewhat famous among the dwarves during this period, so with the publicity of the Black Tower, a group of dwarves came to visit.
This time, Narant chose to sell directly on the open space on the edge of the gathering place. This time, a fleet of thirty barrels of wine was delivered, and it only took two days for them to be sold out.
With the income of 6,000 gold coins, Nalant's pockets immediately bulged.
Since the dwarf's gold coins were so easy to earn, Nalant naturally wanted to use this place as a money-making 'gold mine', so he thought of opening a shop.
Although the dwarves were definitely not as happy to buy wine in the future as they were at the beginning, after all, they had already bought enough wine to keep them drinking for a long time.
However, if the water flows slowly, even if one barrel can be sold a day, it is still a big deal for Narant.
The only thing missing now is a place to sell wine stably.
"Nalant, we dwarves still have a lot of vacant stone houses. If you want to choose one near the main street, the price is two thousand gold coins for a small house!"
"There is another point. I don't know if you know it. We, the dwarves, have a rule, that is, humans must pay a thousand gold coins every year to obtain permission to trade in the Forge Castle."
It turns out that in the eyes of the dwarves, human merchants are too cunning, and the items sold to them are sold at double the premium.
The dwarves naturally have opinions on this.
In this way, the dwarves came up with a good idea, which was to require human businessmen to pay a certain fee every year.
In the eyes of dwarves, this way they will not suffer a loss and will have a balanced mind.
"However, Nalant, you temporarily lent us the ring of the dwarf prophet and goddess this time. We dwarves will not forget this kindness. We need to pay a thousand gold coins every year. I will go to help you and ask for instructions from the mountain king later.
Save it for you!"
"You actually need to pay an entrance fee!" Nalant didn't expect that he would also encounter the existence of an entrance fee in this other world.
However, for these hot-tempered dwarves, the human nobles and businessmen are too cunning. If they don't make some countermeasures and mistakes, they may fall apart in the end.
I just didn't expect that Master Moore would waive these one thousand gold coins.
"Master Moore, thank you very much!"
After continuing to chat with Master Moore for a while, Nalant returned to the hotel.
With the long sword in hand, Nalant's return journey has already begun, but before leaving, he needs to make arrangements for the store.
Fortunately, there was someone up there who was easy to handle, and with Master Moore's intervention, the matter at Nalant's store was completed the next day.
A dwarf steward found him the next day and took him to see an empty stone house.
This stone house is located at the outermost edge of the gathering place. The dwarves in these stone houses originally hired craftsmen to build them in one go.
The house is not big, it is a two-story building with a small backyard. The appearance of the house is not beautiful at all.
However, there are no special requirements for these Nalant. Anyway, in this dwarf tribe, the famous saying that the fragrance of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley can be used.
After confirming that he wanted to buy the stone house, Nalant directly paid two thousand gold coins.
Not to mention, two thousand gold coins are enough to build a large manor in the Holy Continent, but here you can only buy a small stone house. It is really distressing when you pay for it.
But after thinking about the benefits, Narant felt a little relieved.