Chapter 51 Chapter51 Ore that is difficult to melt
Misra held her sister Xina's little hand, looked left and right on the streets of Emerald Territory, and walked towards the lord's mansion.
What was different from the past was that the soldiers stationed on the road were a bit scary, which made the two little guys with keen senses a little uneasy.
As if he noticed that he had frightened the two sisters, the soldier of the Noxian Black Iron Guard put away his seriousness and put on a bright smile.
"Sister, why do these big brother soldiers become so scary?"
Xina glanced weakly at the Black Iron Guard soldier who changed his expression, and gently tugged on her sister's left hand.
"Maybe brother Lester knows something, let's run faster."
Misha also noticed the unusual atmosphere in Jade Collar, grabbed her sister's hand and ran forward quickly.
Watching the two little girls leave, the faces of the Black Iron Guard soldiers became solemn again, as if in the next moment, the terrifying red tide would flood into this beautiful place from all directions, destroying everything with its evil aura...
"Sister Tali! Sister Keith!"
Pushing open the unlocked door, brother Lester and two barbarian sisters who were waiting on the first floor were not here.
"Let's go upstairs and have a look!"
"Um!"
The two little girls turned around and went up to the second and third floors. Unfortunately, they were still empty.
At this moment, a man in black robe suddenly appeared on the empty stairs, which startled the two sisters. After taking a closer look, they realized that he was an acquaintance who often followed brother Lester.
"Miss Misha, Miss Xina."
Morris bowed to the two little girls indifferently, and the girls responded obediently with Noxian ladylike etiquette.
These etiquettes were taught by Rose step by step, and it is said that they were inherited from the nobles of the Dark Ages.
"Uncle Morris, brother Lester, where have they gone?"
"Lord Leicester went to the war workshop, while Miss Tali and Miss Keith went to the military camp to study. If the ladies are willing, I can take the ladies to find Lord Leicester."
"Will this disturb Brother Lester?"
Holding the inseparable puppet cat tightly with both hands, Xina's little face looked worried.
Misha pursed her lips and said nothing.
Her swan puppet was carefully placed in her most precious little wooden box, and she was reluctant to take it out to play with.
"Of course not. This is something Lord Leicester personally told me."
In Misha's opinion, Uncle Morris looked at her and her sister in a strange way, but there was probably no malice in it.
"Lord Leicester said it himself, he will never reject the two young ladies at any time."
Facing the two little ones whose faces suddenly turned red, Morris, who was indifferent, bent down and saluted.
"You two ladies, please come with me."
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In the southern part of the Emerald Territory, outside the War Workshop, a dozen Noxian Black Iron Guards stood guard near the workshop, ruthlessly blocking all villagers who wanted to approach the War Workshop.
In the workshop, several of the most important people in charge of the Jade Leader gathered around the hot furnace, making the blacksmith apprentices a little more uneasy.
"The temperature is still not enough to melt this strange ore."
Staring at the furnace that was burning with raging fire, and using a long iron rod to poke along the small exhaust port, Christol Zhou frowned.
"Like crossbow arrowheads, the melting temperature (melting point) of this strange mineral is very high... at least much higher than the melting point of steel. It seems that we must find more suitable high-temperature fuel or furnaces."
"So is there any readily available high-temperature fuel that can be used?"
Lester asked.
"There is a strange tree called 'Black Stone Wood' in the south of the Silent Forest. Its material is hard and heavy. It can be used as a sword hilt or a quenched wood shield. It can release a lot of heat when burned. There are also some in my warehouse
For some, you can try it. If it doesn't work, you can only change the furnace and enhance the efficiency of the blower.
Steiner, go and get the black stone wood for me."
Steiner was a short boy with freckles on his face. Hearing the teacher's instructions, the boy who was watched by everyone nodded hurriedly and ran away towards the warehouse behind the workshop.
As the best blacksmith apprentice in Chrystal, Steiner's pressure has never been so great.
Not to mention the former elder of the Mombia tribe and the current administrative officer of the Emerald Territory, Lord Harold, the famous Lord Margaret, the highest officer of the Black Iron Guard of Noxus, and the feared Black Rose Mage.
Lord Meredith of the regiment, Lord Epsol, the commander of the Shadow Crossbowmen, actually came, and even Lord Lester, the owner of the Emerald Territory, also squeezed into this small workshop.
It seems that this time things are indeed unusual, just like the unusual pile of ore...
The young man thought to himself, took out a bundle of black stone wood on a wooden shelf from the warehouse, and ran quickly to the workshop.
Taking the black stone wood from the apprentice's hand with one hand, Christol added a few pieces to the fire.
Visible to the naked eye, the red and yellow flames of the fire quickly turned into white and blue, and a scorching hot air spread around, making everyone who was already sweating profusely wanted to take off their clothes and jump into the river to take a shower.
cold shower.
Everyone waited in silence for half an hour, and even Christol felt the heavy pressure.
It seems that if this weird ore is not melted away today, the others will never give up.
Thinking of this, Christol threw a few black stones and wood into the furnace again, and poked the air outlet with a thin iron rod, his face became more happy.
"It's melting! The ore is starting to melt!"
Everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief.
Christol said to Leicester.
"Sir, why don't you go back and wait? It will take a long time for this pile of ore to melt completely."
Frowning, Lester asked.
"how long will it takes?"
"It should take a few hours."
"Wait."
Knowing that Lester had made up his mind, the old blacksmith stopped trying to persuade him.
Three hours later, the liquid ore smelted into liquid flowed out from the furnace outlet, and was collected by the old blacksmith into the prepared clay mold.
Everyone cheered up and stared at the clay mold.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the old blacksmith skillfully broke open the clay mold, and an irregular dark red pure rectangular ingot appeared in front of everyone. The missing part was obviously because the melted liquid mineral water had not completely melted.
Filling, resulting in the clay mold not being filled.
"So much ore was smelted to produce such a small ingot?"
Facing Margaret's question, the old blacksmith was helpless.
"Judging from this ingot alone, it seems that it does not contain any impurities. Normally speaking, this kind of ore can generally only appear in the form of highly pure ore, but the pile of ore before did seem to be a lot, so it looks like
There are also a lot of impurities, and I don’t quite understand the principle...
To be honest, I have never seen such a weird thing in my whole life as an iron worker. It can be said that this thing does not look like a natural product."
