Chapter 3138: Masterpiece

This is a town far inferior to the previous one.
A familiar scene appeared outside the city-rows, rows, rows of locomotives, all stopping at the city gate.
If anyone can stack them together, they can build a whole wall.
"It's really a sea of ​​cars!"
I can't help sighing.
After sighing, I started the locomotive and came to the gate of the city. Through the window, I handed the gate guard a handful of copper coins, said "Nasty", and drove into the city.
It’s an old rule to pay for roads, and I’m already familiar with the road.
The locomotive stopped at the city gate on the other side, paid another toll, and took the blue witch into the city.
First I found a hotel to rest, and then I went downstairs to the street alone to buy supplies.
Due to the low cost of materials, I only prepared a small amount of materials. Later, in order to avoid the shivering adventurer, I had to hide in a weapon shop.
The boss of the weapon shop is a strong woman, but also a shrewd and experienced boss. He can tell at a glance that I am not a customer, so he only glanced up at me and continued to beat the rough weapons.
The knocking sound made by the collision between metals is loud and harsh, but I have long been used to this sound. After all, Mi Lulu's uncle, Paqi, is the boss of the weapon shop. He has a good weapon and is well-known throughout Jin Siqi's guild.
Just kidding, as a blacksmith in the Guild, if you don't have the skills and can't surprise you, how can you enjoy the outstanding sense of excellence?
Old Paqi was quite enjoying this kind of superior sense of excellence. In order to maintain this sense of superiority, he had to work hard to create better weapons.
But speaking of it, Old Patch’s forging technology is really not covered. That hammer, one click, seems to be random, but in fact it is just right. In the words of a forging master of Fort Witchie: Old Patch doesn’t master magic. Except for the forging technology of weapons, no other weapons can stand him.
This is not just praise, it is affirmation.
More importantly, it is a dwarf forge master who evaluates Old Patch’s skills. As we all know, dwarves are rectal and rarely lie.
This has also contributed to the prestige of Old Pachi.
The woman in front of her was obviously inferior to Old Paige's forging skills, but compared to most forging craftsmen, she was better than them.
Although I am not a craftsman and I don't know much about forging, there are forging craftsmen around me. Even the masters of forging have good personal relationships with me. They are often confused. Even if I don't have the skills, I still have my vision.
The boss was jingling there, and I leaned against one of the walls and watched and listened quietly.
The walls, glass, and door panels of this weapon shop have excellent sound insulation effects, so loud and clanging, just separated by a wall, you can't even hear it.
Of course, it does not mean that it is completely soundproof, but the volume is completely covered by the noisy shouts and weapons on the street, which is no different from no sound.
I was thinking about it, and suddenly heard a female voice full of breath: "Can you understand?"
Looking up, I saw the lady boss looking at me with a smile.
Scratching my head, I replied: "Uh... I don't understand."
"Are you an adventurer" she asked again.
"Correct."
While talking, I raised the demon knife in my hand.
"This knife is not made by the Demon World." The proprietress knew it at a glance.
"How do you know?" I wondered: "Is there any characteristic that can't be achieved?"
"Characteristics?" The proprietress was startled slightly, and then smiled: "None of the weapons of the Demon Realm have magical fluctuations."
"How is this possible?" I blurted out: "There are a lot of people in the devil world. It is not difficult to find a master who can forge magic weapons..."
"Magic weapons are not weapons with magical fluctuations. You have to figure it out." The lady boss once again put the weapon blanks in the water to cool down. With the chick sound, white smoke came out, covering everything around me. The appearance of the boss's wife has become a little blurred.
"A weapon has a soul, which means it has a life. As far as I know, in the entire demon world, there is only one person who has the ability to give life to items."
"Inferior Ikky?"
"Do you know her?" The proprietress was slightly surprised.
"Of course, when passing by the previous town, I visited her specially."
"Yeah" The lady boss nodded slightly and continued: "But she will never help any forger to give life to weapons. This behavior is against the laws of nature."
"I agree with you." I nodded, expressed my attitude, and said: "Once the weapon has life, it will breed character and other life elements. At this time, it must be cultivated like a child, otherwise it will be a little negligent. It is possible that your own weapons will become stubborn."
Upon hearing this, the lady boss chuckled, "It seems that you have a lot of experience in this aspect?"
I replied blankly: "This is not an experience, it is a cure."
"However, even if it becomes silly, some people are vying to get such a weapon." The lady boss once again picked up the hammer and smashed it while saying: "Once a weapon with life matches the user's magic wave, it can Show the power far beyond imagination."
"Does it mean that one plus one is greater than two?"
"Your analogy is very accurate," the lady boss said: "But how many people in this world can be recognized by weapons?"
She sighed slightly, and shook her head slightly with emotion: "Even if the apostles can't do it, you are the only person I have ever seen with this talent and luck."
I smiled politely and said, "Thank you."
Then there was a moment of silence.
During this period, I went through every weapon and equipment here, the workmanship is quite sophisticated, and even a few of them can reach excellent quality.
"How do you sell the weapons here?"
The lady boss didn't look up, and said, "The first three booths cost 20 silver coins each, and the last booth has its own price."
"Is there a minimum price?"
"No."
"Then what if I offer the price of a copper coin?"
"I will beat you out" the boss said with a smile: "Do you think such excellent quality weapons and equipment can sell a copper coin?"
"Naturally can't," I explained: "I'm just giving an example."
"I'm just talking," the lady boss said: "But if you really want a copper coin, I will still beat you out."
"Uh... you are right. Any weapon and equipment in the last booth is not a common item. It is not an exaggeration to call a masterpiece."
"It's a bit too much to exaggerate so much." The lady boss glanced at the demon sword and said: "Speaking of the masterpiece, you are the real masterpiece. I don't know who made it, whether it is fortunate to be able to meet the master. "
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