Chapter 398: Help in the dark

Strictly speaking, Mograine's training volume in Brunhilda Village has exceeded his training volume as a recruit. Fire? Ran? Text???????`t
And the more serious problem is that Mograine is not the energetic young man at the beginning. For a person nearly half a century old, a lot of training and high-energy food are very irritating to the body, Mograi Ni clearly felt that sports and all kinds of barely cooked wild animal meat had caused a lot of irreversible minor damage to his body.
But Mograine didn't care.
Mograine now only wants revenge.
The whole-hearted training did not last long. After losing the attention of Valkyrie, Mograine had a new task. After all, his current status was still a slave, a private slave and a slave.
Originally Mograine was to be dispatched for cleaning, but unexpectedly, when he was being dispatched, he spoke.
"I will forge."
Mograine has basically mastered the language of the Heidenir people. He doesn't want to waste time on training because of his work, so he said that he will forge it.
The sturdy Heidenir who was in charge of allocating slaves gave Mograine a look unexpectedly. It was very interesting. This man could forge!
As a race with the majority of warriors, forging is self-evident for the Heidenil people. Unfortunately, these Vrykul female warriors are good at charging and fighting, but it is simply difficult to strike iron!
So even now, the weapons of the Heidenirs are still quite clumsy!
Why did they mostly tame animal companions when facing the frost giants of Hodir’s sons?
It's very simple. With fists and poor quality weapons, it is difficult to break the defense!
Although there is a mine next to Brunhilda Village, it is a pity that the Heidenir people cannot make good use of these ores!
Mograine also discovered this, and immediately said that he would forge, so that on the one hand, he could fight for better treatment. Ordinary slaves often lacked food supply; on the other hand, forging was also a kind of practice, forging hammer and forging. Warhammer, the gap is not very big.
Of course, as a former paladin, Mograine did not deceive people. He really knew some forging techniques. Although his level was just as good as the level of farming tools for humans, in the Heidenir people Here, Mograine believes that he is a generation forging everyone!
Forgers are very important to the Heidenir people, even as slaves are treated well, so becoming a forger requires a test.
Soon, Mograine was taken to the mine, next to a hot stove.
"These stones, use whatever you want!" The sturdy supervisor of Heidenil shook his face and kicked an old box on the ground, "Make a weapon, let me see!"
Mograine nodded to indicate that he understood, and then began to observe the dilapidated box carefully.
Inside the dusty box were all kinds of ores, large, small, intact, and fragmented completely mixed together.
The quality of most of the ore is quite poor. The slaves of the Heidenir mining are a group of poor people who are forced to work. They only care about the quantity and the quality. The result is that the ore is uneven.
Moreover, because pure ore is often softer, Mograine found sadly that those ore of good quality were basically broken...
Seeing Mograine's grin, Overseer Heidenir curled his lips.
"Don't make excuses to say that ore is no good, I only need weapons!"
Mograine shook his head silently, and threw two pieces of coal into the stove. It's funny. The ore is not only bad, and there is coal mixed in it. This group of Heidenil people is definitely deliberate!
Thanks to Mograine's efforts, the flames finally became vigorous and exhausted. Mograine used the extremely crude mold of Heidenil to make a rough.
"Hammer? Hehehe, the size looks pretty good!"
The Heidenier who was in charge of the supervision was impatient for a long time, she leaned in directly, and after a large amount of Mograine's rough, she grinned.
Mograine frowned without a trace, and breathed subconsciously.
It smells so bad!
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In the flickering fire, Mograine carefully forged this hammer. Although he was in Northrend in the ice and snow, the high temperature by the stove still made Mograine have to take off his jacket.
Sweat wetted Mograine's strong muscles, and the Heidenier who was in charge of supervising secretly swallowed a sip of water.
"Well, it seems that Vaki Lila's taste is quite good. This man looks very old~EbookFREE.me~ but this body is quite good! What a pity, he has become a private slave, Vaki Lila after all It's a rune mage, otherwise I have to him over!"
With Mograine's rhythmic and regular percussions, this hammer is about to take shape.
This time forging, Mograine was completely super-level. He was already prepared. If there was a problem with the forging, he would directly smash the hammer handle and drill holes in the hammer head, barely making a hammer head and smashing it. .
But unexpectedly, after the forging was gradually completed, this hammer looked very good!
The eight-sided hammer head is spindle-shaped, the middle is thick and the two sides are thin, the striking part is sharp and angular, and there are a few hideous-looking barbs on the side.
The hammer handles are inconsistent in thickness, but they are extremely suitable for gripping. The style is rough and eclectic, but it is in line with the aesthetics of the Heidenier people.
Supervisor Heidenir looked at this hammer, his eyes widened.
"Unexpectedly, this slave's forging level is so good! If this is the case, I will simply take him! When Vakilila must be handed over, I will ask our leader to hand in half of the weapon he forged!"
The big-waisted Hednir glanced at Mograine again, and swallowed again.
"Um... well, even if you turn in 70% of your weapons!"
Thinking of this, Supervisor Heidenil lowered his head and looked for medicine on his body.
Just when Mograine was still working hard and didn't realize the crisis was coming, a cough in the darkness made him feel refreshed.
And the unruly supervisor was even more startled: "Master Lolila?"
"It's me..." In the depths of the mine, an elderly Heidenir slowly walked out, "Put away your thoughts if you don't want to taste the taste of rune magic!" (To be continued...)