Chapter 1110 Can a trident without a fork be repaired?
"So, you want to learn blacksmithing from me?"
Hephaestus was surprised when he heard Russell's request, and said bluntly: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't question your attitude towards learning, I just don't understand. Whether it's the sun or war, the authority is far higher than that of forging, so you
Are you planning to learn some skills as a hobby to pass time, right?"
Faced with the doubts of professionals, Russell shook his head decisively and said seriously: "No, forging is an art to me, with infinite charm. Its greatness lies in creation and innovation, an extension of thinking, and turning the impossible into something."
Possible miracle..."
"Even if you are the God of Forging, please don't use the term 'pastime time' to describe it, I will be very angry."
"Feel sorry."
Hephaestus also became serious after hearing this, and he felt respected: "Russell, ask again, are you sure this is your truest idea?"
"Yes, Mr. Hephaestus, I want to fight... well, I want to ask you for the most profound forging skills and create miracles with my own hands."
"I see!"
Hephaestus looked deeply at Russell: "I am willing to believe in your determination, not because your words move me, but because I see desire in your eyes."
"Also, you don't need to call me 'teacher'. Just because you attach great importance to this treasure, I recognize you as my friend."
"I will teach you all my knowledge until you are disgusted with these boring knowledge and finally choose to give up."
"No, I firmly believe that the world is as big as the mind. People who think this art is boring have limited themselves because of their own abilities. They are too short-sighted to see the charm." Russell shook his head and expressed his disapproval.
"well said!"
Hephaestus clapped his hands in praise. Because he was not good at expressing himself with words, he took a few deep breaths and finally gave up. He instead said: "Before studying, I hope you can promise me one thing."
"Please say."
"If one day, someone like you stands in front of me and asks for the inheritance of knowledge, I hope you will not be stingy with what you have learned."
"no problem!"
Russell nodded solemnly: "To be honest, among the many gods, there are not many people I admire. The top three are Prometheus, you, and Athena."
"Why, isn't there Zeus?"
"You are the most creative gods. You do not create things with your own authority, but with your wisdom. No other god can ever compare to you in this regard."
"maybe……"
Hephaestus' arrogance made him agree with what Russell said, but he was in an embarrassing situation and couldn't speak out. After all, a person who both his mother and wife disliked was really unconvincing.
"Hephaestus, forgive me for placing Prometheus before you."
"It doesn't matter, Prometheus is a big man I respect extremely."
Hephaestus didn't mind, and even regarded Russell's vision more highly. He respected Prometheus, and... admired Athena.
"In my opinion, beautiful skins are all the same, but interesting souls are unique. Your soul is much more interesting than other gods."
Seeing that Hephaestus looked ashamed, Russell directly gave an example: "Believe me, I didn't lie. Aphrodite asked me to meet in the woods tonight at midnight. I didn't choose her, but I didn't look back.
Come see you."
"..."x2
Ai'e: This guy really doesn't know how to chat!
Hephaestus: Can you not talk about this?
"Ao, this sentence also applies to you. Although Aphrodite is a hundred times or a thousand times more beautiful than you, compared with her, you are only worth looking forward to when you are masked, but if you really want me to make
The choice, I will define without hesitation, should be yours."
Russell looked at Ai'e solemnly and gave a thumbs up to show his approval.
"..."x2
Ai'e: Thank you so much!
Hephaestus: Can you please stop talking about Aphrodite?
"Ahem, Russell, I have already felt your determination, so what...you also know that my marriage is not very happy. If Aphrodite can't bring it up, try not to bring it up."
"Sorry, it's my fault. I almost forgot that she was hooking up with other men behind your back."
Russell shook his head in embarrassment: "I take back what I said before and give another example to show my determination in learning."
"Tonight, not only Aphrodite, but also Artemis and Athena made invitations to me. I didn't accept any of them and rushed over to see you."
"..."x2
Ai'e: I knew he would brag about this to everyone he met.
Hephaestus has no psychological activity. After his wife who wanders around, the longed-for goddess also offers an olive branch to Russell and falls into doubts about the birth of God.
"Ha, ha, that's it. Your determination to study is indeed very firm."
After a while, Hephaestus wiped away his cold sweat and hurriedly changed the subject: "I forgot to ask when I was interrupted before, who is the goddess next to you..."
"Her name is Ai'e. I met her when I was persecuted by your mother and was living in the world."
Russell raised his arms and put his arms around Ai'e's waist, and said: "You must have noticed that she and I have been together for a while, and we have a relationship. She also loves me to death, so I absolutely love her."
Not with Afu...that stuff, if you don't want to hear it, I won't talk about it."
Ai'e's waist tightened, and she felt uncomfortable hearing the words. She pursed her lips and smiled at Hephaestus to cover up her embarrassment.
The acting was not in place, but it didn't matter. Hephaestus was so uncomfortable being fucked by Russell that he didn't even notice.
He scratched his head vigorously, shook out a ball of scattered fly ash, and said calmly: "Russell, don't say anything else. I won't teach anymore. Now tell me when you plan to start learning."
"Now, if I can't learn it, I won't leave."
"..."
Hephaestus' eyelids twitched. This might be difficult. He estimated that Russell would be pissed to death before he learned it.
…
Hephaestus's forge is located in the center of the volcano. At the end of a hollowed-out tunnel, a huge stone bridge is hooked by iron chains and suspended in mid-air, with a rolling red sea below.
The volcano was forged by Hephaestus. Except for the giant stone bridge, the other three sides were penetrated by iron chains. Hundreds of them hung down from the cauldron, and various forging materials were boiled and purified inside.
The temperature in the forging room is extremely high, making you sweat like a steamer, but there is no pungent sulfur or other toxic gases. Apart from the heat, everything else is good.
Russell saw several closed metal doors on the wall behind him, and thought that there were a lot of treasures hidden in them. A lot of metals like Kobelco must have survived.
You have to find a way to win his vote!
"First of all, I want to ask you what kind of items you prefer to forge."
Hephaestus took Russell to the middle of the huge stone bridge. The huge furnace burned red. Next to it was a cold iron pier and a big black hammer.
In addition, there are iron pliers, small hammers, small hammers and other hammers of various sizes.
Which one is eighty and which one is forty?
Russell was thinking about it and didn't realize it. Although he didn't understand it, it didn't hinder Hephaestus' professionalism. The master's character was instantly established.
"What does it mean to prefer which one? Can you explain it in detail?"
"I am referring to the classification of forging. I am the God of Forging, and I have an extremely wide range of interests, ranging from small metal products, such as jewelry and necklaces, to medium-sized weapons and armor, to large temples, mountains, and islands. They are all within the scope of forging."
Hephaestus patiently explained, somewhat suspected of boasting: "In addition, there are carpenters, sculptures, pottery..."
"etc!"
Russell raised his hand to interrupt and said with a gossipy face: "Hephaestus, I heard that you once made a woman named Pandora out of clay. What kind of technique was that?"
"Well, this is a rumor. I just made a clay sculpture based on the goddesses. Her life was given by the gods together."
Speaking of this, Hephaestus looked at Russell with an extremely unkind look, feeling that the motivation of the scholar was impure.
"So that's it. Don't get me wrong. I just heard such a story. It doesn't mean anything else."
Russell casually led the way and continued to ask: "I also heard that Zeus's lightning spear, Hades' two-pronged fork, and Poseidon's trident were all forged by you. Is this always true?
"
"Not really."
Hephaestus was not greedy for credit and said truthfully: "During the ten-year Titan War, Zeus released three cyclops from the dark abyss. They had unparalleled terrifying power and were extremely good at forging weapons. I also used them to help them.
Only with his own hands did he successfully create three artifacts."
Russell nodded and pursed his lips: "If, I mean if, if the lightning spear breaks, or the trident's fork breaks, can you repair it?"
"No! How could it be broken?"
"That's why I said what if!"
"this……"
Hephaestus shook his head: "Your description is too vague. I can't make a judgment. I can only say that even if the broken artifact is successfully repaired, the fracture will be extremely fragile and not suitable for use in combat."
"so?"
"So there is no need to repair it, it is better to build a new one."
Hephaestus said and suddenly became happy: "It's like a trident. The trident without the prongs is just a stick. Instead of forcing three prongs to break when touched, it's better to grind them flat and use them as a stick.
."
"But the trident is more handsome than the stick!"
"Yeah?"
"At least there is a fork that can stab someone to death, and the cold front blade is more intimidating. A stick is not that bad...it's a bit less interesting."
"That's true. Appearance and practicality are also important knowledge in forging." Hephaestus nodded repeatedly, not denying Russell's point of view.
"So, can you fix it perfectly?"
"No, I can't do it, not even with the Cyclops."
Hephaestus thought for a moment and gave a negative answer.
"That's such a shame..."
Russell sighed with emotion, secretly thinking that Hephaestus was very lucky. If he dared to say that he could repair it, Russell would dare to devise a plan to take away his power and repair the slightly incomplete and beautiful trident.