Chapter 18 The Foundry Master (this chapter is free)
After Reg said goodbye to Lu Weier, he walked straight towards the south of the city, looking for Tedlin's blacksmith shop.
The rest stop shop owner's request is to be completed as soon as possible.
Holy Light City was bustling with people and there were many pedestrians on the street. Naturally, Reg didn't notice that behind him, two naked-chested big men were quietly following him.
This was the first time for Reg to go out. He was walking on the street alone, looking at all kinds of novel buildings or things sold in shops that he had never seen before. Reg was still a little excited. Bali
The silence and tranquility are not available here, but the prosperity here is something you will never see in Bali.
While passing through the central square of Holy Light City, Reg saw the huge statue, wearing a magic robe and holding up a milky white magic wand. A milky white magic crystal on the end of the magic wand was emitting a gleaming white light. Even in the daytime, that
The magic crystal is also like a small sun, shining on the entire central square and even beyond.
Demon King Siluda.
Although Reg was not a magician, Reg still stood in front of this huge statue for a long time.
This is just a statue, but the vivid carving technology makes people feel like they have returned to the bloody battle in the past, and let people understand the feat of Siluda risking his own life to emit the holy light and envelope the entire own army at the critical moment.
Although Holy Light City has gone through dynasties and dynasties have changed, and Siluda is not considered a hero of the current Lieyang Empire, that kind of heroism makes Reg feel a little bit sympathetic.
"What a country bumpkin, I was so dumbfounded."
The two men following Legg leaned against the far wall and looked at the young man with an eager face. One of them couldn't help but sneered: "I didn't know that such a bumpkin would get into trouble with a beauty from the Purple Moon Sword Sect.
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Another man said eagerly: "How about we go and beat that kid up? Do you think we will be rewarded?"
The man who spoke before snorted: "Don't add any unnecessary extravagant information. They only asked me to follow them and not us to take action. If we don't handle it well and anger the people of the Purple Moon Sword Sect, then our heads may have to be moved."
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The man who was eager to try thought about the tyranny of the Ziyue Sword Sect, and his heart suddenly died. He nodded and said: "Well, then we will follow and see where that kid is going."
After standing in the square for a long time, Reg finally put away his excitement and walked towards the south of the city.
After asking two passers-by, Reg finally found the Tedlin Blacksmith Shop, which didn't look too eye-catching. At least on the surface, it could only be seen as dilapidated and depressed.
But when Reg stepped into the dilapidated door, he found that the inside was completely different from what he had imagined. There were several waves of customers in the originally small room, and it was obvious from the look of these customers' clothes that they were all rich.
People, some even bring guards, and some bring domestic slaves.
There is a counter at the door, and the other three walls are covered with various weapons and armors. Several clerks who look like they are in the store are introducing the equipment to the customers and selling it hard.
"I don't like these things. Does your boss Tedlin have any new works recently?"
A young man in gorgeous clothes and with two guards casually dropped a long sword that looked like a cold light, put his hands behind his back, scanned the situation in the room, and asked casually.
The store clerk who introduced him said with a smile: "Our boss has stopped recently and has no new products. However, several of the boss's direct disciples do have some good products. How about I bring them to you to take a look at?"
The young man shook his head and said: "What they make is good, but I don't like it. When your boss has a new work, please send someone to notify me. I want a good sword. Well, the magic sword is better."
After the young man finished speaking, he left with his escort. The store clerk who introduced him wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw Reg standing at the door looking at the room. Although he was a little surprised by Reg's simplicity, he still stayed with him.
He walked over with a smile on his face: "Sir, what do you want to buy, weapons or armor?"
Reg shook his head and said: "I want to meet your boss Tedlin. I was entrusted by someone to give him something."
The shop clerk hesitated for a moment and said, "Then please come in with me, and I'll ask the boss."
Following the shop assistant, he crossed this room, walked through a narrow path, and came to a rather large courtyard. The sound of tinkling iron could be heard from the houses on all sides of the courtyard. It seemed that this was the place behind it.
The blacksmith shop is the main production place.
Reg stood in the courtyard, looking at the foundry houses around him, while the shopkeeper went to invite Tedlin.
Although he was just here for the first time, Reg was already sure that Tedlin must be a master forger. At the rest stop, he had seen the strange mechanical crossbows made by Tedlin. When he first entered the door, he heard the young man talking. It seemed that Tedlin
Lin actually has the ability to forge a magic sword.
The magic sword is a sword inlaid with magic crystals. The user can borrow the abilities contained in the magic crystals to make the attack more powerful. Moreover, the higher the level of magic crystals embedded in the sword, the greater the effects and abilities will be.
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The magic sword is the weapon that every fighter dreams of, but the casting of the magic sword is very difficult, especially the process of inlaying magic crystals, the failure rate is very high, so the value of the magic sword is very high.
According to the young man's statement, Tedlin must have made a magic sword. Otherwise, he would not have added that sentence.
Just as Reg was thinking about Tedlin, who he had not yet met, an old man in his fifties walked out of the passage at the end. The old man was simply wearing a cloth and a simple belt around his waist.
A strip of cloth, bare arms, exposing the bulging muscles.
"I am Tedlin."
The old man, Tedlin walked up to Reg, looked at Reg slightly, and asked: "I heard you have something for me?"
Reg nodded, but he was secretly surprised. Looking at the way Tedlin walked over just now, it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person. He should also be a fighter, and his strength was not bad.
"Yes, the boss of Anyepo Rest Stop asked me to bring you a bag of things."
Tedlin's eyes lit up: "Oh, it's him, come on, come in and talk."
Reg followed Tedlin into a room in the room, which seemed to be a room for receiving guests. After Reg sat down, Tedlin stared at Reg and said strangely: "I didn't see it.
But who are you to him?"
Reg took out the packed package from the space ring, put it on the table, and smiled slightly: "I'm just a traveler. He helped me out that night..."
After a pause, Reg said: "The box of mechanical crossbows you made is really overbearing!"
Tedlin raised his head in surprise, stared at Reg and said, "You have seen the mechanical crossbow. What happened?"
After listening to Reg's story, Tedlin was also a little surprised: "You actually killed the fourth-level magic beast Manticore with a mechanical crossbow arrow? Good luck, but it is indeed dangerous. Although the crossbow arrows are powerful, they are limited in quantity.
One miss..."
Reg nodded and said, "Yes, but Manticore is a melee monster. The shop owner waited until he got close before firing it in one go. It didn't miss at all, and Manticore was killed directly."
Tedlin nodded, obviously he was very clear about the power, advantages and disadvantages of the crossbow he made.
Reaching out, Tedlin opened the package in front of Reg. The top was a letter, and there were some miscellaneous things underneath. Reg's eyes suddenly focused on an earth-yellow egg-sized crystal.
Magic crystal!
Tedlin picked up the khaki magic crystal and weighed it, then put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, then put it down and sighed: "The magic crystal of a fourth-level magic beast is worth a lot of money."
Then he rummaged through other things: "These are also valuable things from Manticore, and they were all sent to me."
Shaking his head, Tedlin picked up the letter again, tore it open, took out the letter paper in the middle, and started reading. There was not much written on the page, and Tedlin finished reading it quickly.
While folding the letter, Tedlin asked: "What's your name, young man?"
Reg didn't hide anything and replied: "Reg. Fa."
Tedlin nodded and asked: "Thank you for sending me this package. As a reward, you can choose any weapon or armor in my store."
Reg shook his head and said: "I have weapons of my own, but I don't need any armor. Thank you for your kindness."
Tedlin's eyes fell on the ring on Reg's right hand, and he obviously recognized it as a space ring. He was slightly surprised and said: "With the space ring, it seems that you have a lot of background. Can I take a look?"
Your weapon?"
Tedlin was a master of forging, and seemed to be a friend of the owner of the rest stop shop. Naturally, Reg would not refuse and took out the giant sword Lambert gave him from the space ring.
When Tedlin saw the giant sword, his face changed slightly, as if he couldn't believe it. He took the giant sword from Reg's hand, weighed it, raised it again, walked to the door, and faced the light at the door.
After looking carefully, the expression looked extremely serious, as if he had seen a treasure, and Tedlin even waved his giant sword a few times.
After a long while, Tedlin stopped watching, put the giant sword on the table, and sighed: "I didn't expect that your weapon is actually made of high-quality cold iron. This cold iron is of amazing value. Such a giant sword cannot be used."
We know how much cold iron was consumed, but it is a pity that the man who forged the sword only used the cold iron and ignored the refining method. It is simply a waste of natural resources..."
Reg was slightly stunned. Lambert had never told him how precious this sword was, and Reg himself had never felt it. The only thing he felt was that the sword was quite heavy. It seemed to be much heavier than he thought it should be.