On the fourth day after the Tempering Ceremony, Black Crystal Castle harvested countless boxes of gold coins and also cleared out most of its inventory. But even these inventory items were all good things made by the dwarf blacksmith.
"It's finally over, otherwise I wouldn't even be interested in shopping." Boom said while picking up half a piece of white bread.
In the past few days, Boom has seen the popularity of dwarf blacksmiths, and was impressed by their exquisite and excellent craftsmanship. If he hadn't been unwilling to replace his old man, Boom would have probably looked for a staff that he was satisfied with.
, at worst it would be high-quality goods mixed with mithril.
"It's indeed a lot quieter. Let's go out for a walk today to take a closer look at the dwarf royal city." Christine nodded after hearing this, and then slowly put down the coffee cup.
As a mixed elf, Christine naturally disliked the noise and chaos of the past few days. Therefore, she always stayed in the room, either reading quietly or chatting with Boom.
"Then let's go quickly, I'm planning to buy some ale." Rikka was overjoyed when she heard this, and then urged Boom and Christine while wearing a black robe.
The little girl can be said to be extremely depressed these days. Because of the Tempering Festival, the market area of Sombra Castle is even more chaotic. On the first day, Rikka was knocked around by someone, and on the second day, Rikka was inexplicably scolded by a vendor.
After a meal, from the third day onwards, the little girl stopped going out and took Perseus around all day long in the dimensional space.
A moment later, a group of four people walked out of the courtyard. Black Crystal Castle was still very busy, but it was still within an acceptable range. Perhaps because of the Tempering Festival, it is estimated that the business of these shops will be bleak for a while. But only during the festival
The income from those three days can sustain the expenses of a shop for more than half a year.
Boom has always had a knot in his heart, so he seemed very proactive today, constantly going in and out of dwarf shops. However, after many shop owners heard clearly what Boom was looking for, they either smiled bitterly and shook their heads, or showed wary eyes.
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"We'll go back after lunch. I guess it will be the same if we continue shopping." Boom sighed, his eyes full of unwillingness and regret.
The black wood staff has been with him for many years and can be said to be his dearest friend besides Rikka. Therefore, Boom will never take the initiative to replace it unless necessary, no matter how powerful the other staffs are.
"That's fine. Magicians are all about being alone. It's a good thing for you to be able to reduce these useless bonds." Christine replied softly.
In her opinion, if the black wooden staff is not damaged, it is naturally a good thing left over from the ancient magic era. The magic storage staff can be said to have been extinct now. But if it is damaged, it is not only the first part of Rikka.
Apart from gifts, there is no meaning left behind.
"Don't be so pessimistic. There is a blacksmith shop over there. Let's go and ask." Rikka said, raising her hand and pointing not far away.
After hearing this, Boom followed Rikka's hand and saw that there was actually a blacksmith shop in a small alley not far away. However, he did not have any hope for this, because from the appearance, it was actually a blacksmith shop.
It's too crude.
"Excuse me, do you sell 'Ether Magic Crystal' here? The price is negotiable." Boom has repeated this sentence nearly a hundred times today, but the answer every time is negative.
"What do you want the 'Ether Magic Crystal' for? If the staff is broken, you might as well buy another one. Anyway, it is easier and cheaper than searching for the 'Ether Magic Crystal'."
"If you plan to amplify the staff, I think you'd better give up as soon as possible, because the number of 'Ether Magic Crystals' is very rare, and you simply can't hold on until the amplification ceremony is completed."
The old dwarf was missing and lying in his rocking chair. He seemed to have no interest in trading with others. But the four walls of this blacksmith shop were covered with all kinds of weapons, and their craftsmanship was not inferior to those displayed during the quenching ceremony.
The brilliant dwarf blacksmith.
"Show me your staff first. Anyone who can come to me must have made the determination to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." The old dwarf stretched out his hand to Boom, and the next second Heimu
The staff was floated in front of the opponent.
Time passed by, and the old dwarf no longer looked drunk. He was looking at the black wooden staff with gleaming eyes, and from time to time he used his own fighting spirit to gain insights.
"Magic Wand, I didn't expect that I would have this honor before I died!"
"Young magician, don't tell me that you are looking for the 'Ether Magic Crystal' because of the crack on it."
The old dwarf used his fighting spirit to push the black wooden staff to Boom, and then a small glass bottle appeared out of thin air in his palm, which contained the "Ether Magic Crystal" that Boom had been searching for in vain.
"Let's put it this way, this amount of 'Ether Magic Crystal' can't repair that crack at all. Even if I could, I wouldn't do it."
"Your magic storage wand is not damaged at all, at least I can't find anything wrong with it. Forcibly repairing it may be counterproductive. As for the crack, it is probably related to the magic attribute you practice, or some secret technique, anyway.
In a word, just use it with confidence!"
As the old dwarf spoke, he walked to a certain exquisite furnace. He no longer paid attention to Boom's rejoicing expression, but turned his attention to Christine.
"Everyone who comes here is a guest. I think it would be better for me to take the initiative to speak, so as not to be resented by a great magician."
"Leave your weapons with me for the time being and pick them up in two days. Counting this small piece of 'Ether Magic Crystal', it's not too much for me to accept a dragon crystal from you."
Christine smiled even more when she heard this, but there was a bit of coldness in her beautiful eyes. A moment later, Boom and his party were walking on the street, and the blacksmith shop in the alley closed its doors.
Door.
"Aren't you worried that the other party will take the Wand of Annihilation as your own? You know, even if you defect to Sombra Castle because of this, I would do it if it were you."
Boom frowned and reminded. Although he confirmed that there was nothing unusual about the black wood staff today, he was more worried that Christine had been deceived by the other party. After all, Boom had seen too many such things. p>
"It's a good thing you're not a dwarf blacksmith, otherwise my wand of annihilation might really be a dead end."
"Don't worry, the wand of annihilation has my magic mark on it. Although anyone can use it normally, but before doing so, they must first be prepared to be revenged by a great mage."
"In addition, this is the main city of the Dwarves, Black Crystal Castle. If things like what you said happen here, I guess the Dwarves would have no shame in promoting their own weapons."
"That small piece of 'Ether Magic Crystal' actually doesn't matter, but even if we don't use it, we can't let it stay. Since your black wood staff can't be used, then my wand of annihilation is naturally cheaper."
Christine said it with ease. On the one hand, her intuition told her that the old dwarf was trustworthy. On the other hand, in her eyes, the Wand of Annihilation was just a gift from her mentor and a medium for releasing spells.
Compared with the status of the black wood staff in Boom's heart, Christine has never had any feelings for the wand of annihilation. However, a weapon that is still handy will be broken if it breaks. The fundamental thing is to be strong.<