Gallo said that he was not good at magic, but he was actually telling the truth.
Because he felt that his mastery of magical arts seemed to be almost the same. Except for the magical healing arts that he could not learn at all, they were all at the same level, but there were some differences in proficiency.
So there is really no one that is good at it, because they are all almost the same length.
But when Bart's shop owner heard these words, it was a different story...
It seems that this young man only specializes in the hardening magic and the counterfeit magic. Such priests are not uncommon. Unexpectedly, he is also quite honest.
This young man is great! The first impression is very good!
So he smiled again and said:
"You can't tell that Pastor Gallo is young, but he is very humble and pragmatic."
"Because the goddess requires us to be humble."
Gallo answered truthfully.
While the two were chatting, the blacksmith Schacter came over. Something seemed wrong with him. His originally dark green skin had turned orange, and he was saying something that Gallo couldn't understand:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa?"
"Ahem, please calm down, Mr. Schacter, you are almost turning into an orange..."
The shop owner quickly advised me and poured a cup of hot water over.
After drinking hot water gurglingly, the caveman's skin finally returned to its normal color, and his speech returned to common language.
"Sorry, I have a tendency to get easily excited. Please forgive me for my gaffe."
"Pastor Gallo, are all these weapons blessed by you?"
Gallo nodded and replied:
"It's me, do you have any questions?"
"No, it's no problem at all, no, no, no, I mean, you're so great!"
As Schacter spoke, he actually waved the two daggers on hand and danced their dungeon's unique dance to Gallo, and his skin turned orange again, and his mouth began to utter "wow".
Weird whine.
The shopkeeper quickly poured another cup of hot water and poured it on his hairless forehead...
"Ah, sorry, I have a habit of getting excited when I see good weapons. Please don't mind..."
The blacksmith, who was forced to calm down again, said with shame.
The shop owner interrupted and asked:
"So Mr. Schacter, how do you evaluate Pastor Gallo's craftsmanship?"
"Amazing skills!"
The caveman blacksmith quickly said loudly:
"The texture of the entire dagger has been greatly changed, and the hardness is close to those swords forged with Sol steel..."
"At the same time, the wear resistance and heat resistance have been greatly improved, so it is difficult to soften it with the furnace in the store..."
"The faint light above has a very strong holy aura. I believe it can be of great use in dealing with various evil creatures..."
As he spoke, he actually used human etiquette to bow slightly towards Gallo and said in sincere admiration:
"All in all, I have never seen anyone as good at hardening as Pastor Gallo, and those so-called bishops are nothing more than that."
"As long as we can continue to get the help of Pastor Gallo, the city defense army order will be in our pocket!"
As he talked, his skin began to turn yellow for the third time, and his last words turned into a strange scream...
"Whoa whoa! Whoa whoa!"
The shopkeeper was too lazy to pour hot water and said helplessly:
"His last words were saying, let me give you a salary increase and try my best to keep you..."
"You should know that cavemen are very different from us humans, and their various physiological habits are also very different..."
"In addition to being easily excited, Mr. Schacter is a well-deserved excellent blacksmith..." "Of course, I will also seriously consider his suggestions, but this will have to wait until I get the order. If everything goes well,
, your salary will double!”
After that, he called two more men and dragged the blacksmith to the workshop, relying on the temperature emitted by the furnace to keep him calm.
Although the shop owner and the blacksmith don't know much about magic, and they haven't come into contact with many powerful blessing masters, so they don't have a clear understanding of Gallo's craftsmanship. However, the fact that the work is fast and good is enough to convince them.
The two of them paid attention to it.
And Gallo's idea is also very simple.
Can you actually get a salary increase?
This was a bit beyond his expectation. He originally thought that for such a simple job, getting hardware for a month would be very satisfying, but it turned out that it could be doubled?
Of course he would not refuse such a good thing, because it would allow him to save enough for the rent of the new church faster.
This Uncle Bart is such a good man!
So just like that, after finishing his work, Gallo was arranged to get off work by the shop owner, and he was not asked to harden other things.
Although the shop owner doesn't know much about magic, he also knows that this is a very labor-intensive task. The blessing master last time blessed a few samples and was exhausted.
Although Gallo seems to be fine, the shop owner is reluctant to take advantage of him. He is now the treasure of the shop!
Everything is focused on bidding for orders!
He simply arranged for Gallo to rest for a week, adjust his condition, and come back after a new batch of weapons were forged.
So Gallo left work like this...
But when he reached the door, the sexy and beautiful dark elf receptionist suddenly stopped him:
"I'm off work now? It's really enviable..."
"I heard what the shop owner and Mr. Blacksmith said. Mr. Pastor is good at making people hard... Hehe, it's really interesting..."
"No, that's not what Mr. Schacter said..."
Gallo quickly defended.
"You may not know that Mr. Schacter's command of Common Language is not very good, and he often makes some grammatical errors..."
The dark elf said pointedly, and gently licked his bright red lips, looking at Gallo with a rather playful look.
Gallo suddenly felt a dangerous aura, looked at her doubtfully, and asked:
"You...what do you want to do?"
The dark elf's answer was very strange:
"think..."
What kind of answer is this? Is this woman an idiot?
Or are you too old and confused?
Everything in this store is good, but the employees are a little weird...
Gallo cursed in his heart, not intending to have any more contact with this beautiful but dim-witted dark elf, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Idiots are contagious!
My talent is not good to begin with, and my strength is also poor. I make up for it with my intelligence, but I can't become stupid!
But as soon as he went out, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a tax officer's uniform with a big belly walking into the store arrogantly, followed by two similarly dressed doglegs.
As soon as he walked into the store, this fat middle-aged man looked at the dark elf's attractive body greedily and said with a smile:
"Dear Miss Dora, we meet again, you are getting younger and more beautiful..."