"Hey, what a coincidence." The female warrior monk took the lead in saying hello.
"Senior, let me tell you, this person must be a pervert. He is actually following us. He is even more perverted than that Tezolo. Don't worry, I, Heizi... ow!"
A flash of electricity flashed through.
Misaka Mikoto knocked Kuroko to the ground with a knee, clapped her hands and said, "It's okay, ignore her, are you here to build equipment too?"
"Uh——, yes." Sherlock felt that he had a little misunderstanding about these two people.
The three of them didn't ask each other what equipment they wanted to build, they just chatted casually. It was actually the most difficult to get along with strangers who had met each other before, and both parties were a little embarrassed.
If you don't speak, you will appear to be quite indifferent, but if you speak, you really have nothing to say.
Fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long.
"After a busy night, it's finally finished. I hope you can bring that thing out of Snake Valley this time." Thorin came over with a strange prop.
Judging from the appearance, the two snake eyes are simply fixed with an S-shaped strip, but the magic waves faintly emanating from it make it easy to tell that this is a powerful magic item.
I just don’t know what it does, and what the thing the NPC said is. It can make a dwarf build equipment all night long. This is not an easy task. Sherlock guessed that the two of them may have triggered the hidden...
Task.
Now that I think about it, the possibility is quite high. If Illyrian hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't have been able to find the hidden Snake Valley. If Misaka Mikoto and the others also received some mission, then it would make sense for them to appear there.
"This staff head is only a part of the staff. If you succeed, I will help you forge a complete Soul Capture."
"Master Thorin, we must live up to our trust." Heizi took the stick head seriously and said solemnly, completely unable to see the childish look of calling him a pervert just now.
"We have something to do, so we'll leave first." Misaka Mikoto greeted politely and pulled Kuroko out of the forging room.
"Huh, senior sister is mine."
…
Hey, the good cabbage has been overtaken by the good cabbage!
"Boy, which one do you think is beautiful?"
"Mikoto!" Hearing the voice in his ear, Sherlock subconsciously said it.
"You don't understand this, Sao Nianlang, let me tell you, look at women, first of all..."
He now knew why the female elf at the front desk referred to Thorin as a lewd old man. This famous blacksmith in Redwood Town was a giant dragon in dwarf skin.
From an aesthetic point of view, Thorin is indeed considered a handsome man, at least his beard is very neatly groomed.
"Okay, boy, I see you haven't figured it out yet, so you might as well take out your things. I only let you in after I heard you had the eggshell of a blue-feathered bird snake. I hope you're not kidding me." Thorin.
Even when facing a wooden lump, he was unable to speak effectively, so he stared at him half as a warning and half as greedily.
"Of course not." Sherlock quickly took out a piece of eggshell from his backpack. Sure enough, the best way to face Diarrhea is to look at him with a smile.
"The silver essence is worth some money." Thorin immediately noticed something was wrong after taking it, but he immediately controlled his surprised expression and said calmly: "I will use this eggshell as the forging fee, and I will pay for the material fee.
It will be calculated separately."
"Master Thorin, don't worry." He snatched the eggshell from the opponent's hand and said with a smile: "I can pay for the forging fee separately, but I hope this mithril can be added to the equipment."
"What mithril? Who told you this is mithril? It's obviously a piece of silver. If you don't want to give it, just find someone else." Seeing that his thoughts were revealed, Thorin's face immediately turned red.
"I see, it's a pity that such a big tree trunk is like a fire tree!" Sherlock said as he was about to leave.
"You still have the trunk of the fire tree. Really or not, this plant can only grow underground." Thorin grabbed the druid in front of him.
As a dwarf blacksmith, forging is almost an indispensable part of Thorin's life, but for some reason hiding in a small place like Sequoia Town, he has not tried to actually forge a piece of equipment for a long time.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but there is really no material that can arouse his interest. Therefore, his forging level has been stuck at the advanced level.
Unexpectedly, this time he could encounter two top-quality materials, mithril and fire tree, at the same time. He faintly felt that his forging soul was ignited again, and perhaps the opportunity to become a master blacksmith was here.
Looking at the warm fire tree trunk in front of him, Thorin finally made a decision: "You're lucky, I really need to build a piece of equipment of excellent quality. Tell me what equipment you want to build.
"
Players have had many speculations about the hidden setting of Forgotten Realm. One of them is about life-type NPCs. For them, promotion has a very high priority, so when Newt told him that Thorin was trapped in
As a senior blacksmith, he had guessed this possibility for a long time.
Otherwise, with his charm, it would be almost impossible to get a senior blacksmith to directly help build equipment.
"Master Thorin, I want to make a wooden stick." Sherlock thought about his weapons many times. There are not many weapons available to druids. He is not used to daggers, sickles, and spears.
suitable.
The only things left to use were machetes and wooden sticks.
Bing Po's scimitar was okay to use in his agile form, but when he turned into a half-fire monkey, it would be a bit awkward to hold such a short knife. After much thought, he still hoped to have a handy wooden stick.
.
"Wooden stick, even if the work I promoted to master is not a sharp weapon, it must be a strong armor. How can a wooden stick reflect my level? How will others see me in the future? Am I a third-rate blacksmith who relies on materials?"
Thorin was extremely dissatisfied with this choice. He objected loudly at first, then patiently persuaded him, and finally knelt down to beg him.
"Master Thorin, creating infinite possibilities on a simple wooden stick is what a blacksmith master should have." Procrastinating like this was not an option, and Sherlock just wanted to talk some more.
The high-level NPCs in the Forgotten Realm are very intelligent, and things like mouth escape are sometimes very effective.
"Forget it, what you said makes some sense. A blacksmithing master really shouldn't be obsessed with complicated forging techniques." Thorin's expression softened, "You can pay a deposit of 80,000 gold coins first."
"Oh, okay..., your sister." The deposit is 80,000 yuan, right? A superior weapon cannot reach this price, not to mention that the main materials for its creation are all produced by himself.
Sherlock looked at the words 366211212311235591814165 in the transaction column, and almost didn't curse out loud. Just make some equipment, forget about ores like fire cloud mine and ruby. What's going on with those messy scrolls?
