Abe the Wizard

“Thanks Camille, I'll be careful.” Abel nodded.

“That's it. Carlos and I bought the knife here.” Camille came to a shop with Abel.

This pavement is filled with all kinds of sword shields. From Abel's point of view, it's a pretty good sword shield, all forged with hundreds of practice rough blanks as the bottom, and two pairs of full-body armor standing in front of the shelf behind the counter.

“This is not a wizard's goods trade. How did you get these weapons and equipment?” Abel asked softly.

“This little brother, the Wizard Apprentice, has no self-preservation ability. Of course, he has to buy some warriors or knights to protect himself. I have the best weapons and equipment here, and reward the guards for their loyalty, which can definitely be redeemed as guards.” A rough voice came, turning out to be the owner of the pavement, a strong man up to two meters and two full of beards heard Abel.

“Dorne, this is my little brother Abel, here to buy you a carving knife.” Camille greeted Dorne with a big beard.

“Abel? What is your name?” Dorne heard Camille, and some looked incredibly at Abel and asked.

“My name is Abel? Harry!” Abel bowed slightly.

“My esteemed master, the fine blacksmith Dorne salutes you!” Dorne bowed deeply in courtesy.

“Dorne, you have too many gifts!” Abel replied after a salute.

“It's an honor to have you here!” Dorne said with great excitement.

“Wait, Dorne, you call Abel the master?” Camille asked somewhat strangely.

“Camille, don't you know that Master Abel is a master blacksmith? He is the 36th master blacksmith and the youngest master blacksmith on the continent, and is said to be the closest master blacksmith to the master blacksmith!” Dorne's tone is filled with admiration for Abel.

“Abel?” Camille stared at Abel, not knowing how to say it for a moment, but a moment later, Camille came back to God, and she said, "Abel, how come you never heard of you as a master blacksmith? ”

“But no one ever asked me?” Abel looked at Camille a little innocently and said.

“Shouldn't it be up to you to say this first?” Camille looked at Abel somewhat powerlessly, such an important message that Abel could be considered irrelevant and kept quiet.

“What does it have to do with my other identities that I went to the Magic Tower to study and become a wizard? The teacher said that the nobility and lowliness of ordinary people's identities had nothing to do with witches. As long as he became a member of a witch, he had only one identity, a witch. ”

“Don't you really know what a master blacksmith means?” Camille finally realized something that Abel seemed to have insufficient knowledge of the importance of the master blacksmith.

Camille went on to say, "In addition to forging powerful weapons and equipment, masters of blacksmiths can also work with witches to create powerful witch magic tools, such as a staff that raises fire attacks, which cannot be made without the help of masters of blacksmiths. ”

Looking at Abel as if he understood something, Camille waved and said, "Never mind, you've just become a trainee witch, and later the teacher will teach you the relevant knowledge. ”

Abel really had no idea how to make the staff. He had only been in contact with some knights. Most of the equipment he had made was knight equipment. As Master Bentham had mentioned before, Abel could go to the Dwarves in the future to study and improve his blacksmith abilities, but Abel was only thinking about becoming a wizard in the future, and he didn't really care about the master blacksmith learning.

It now appears that the Master Blacksmith does not seem to have any connection with the Wizard as he had previously thought, but rather has a particularly close relationship, and there is an opportunity to ask the teacher Morton Wizard carefully in the future.

“Master Abel, do you need a carving knife?” Dorne's eyes never left Abel, who saw the same look in his eyes when fans familiar with previous generations saw the stars.

“Yes, Lord Dorne, I need a carving knife to learn how to make character cards.” Abel smiled.

“Wait a minute.” Dorne bowed down and gave a salute to Abel, who had a huge body of 2 meters and 2 meters and about 1 meter and 85 meters, always with a hint of joy.

Dorne turned back and looked in the trunk behind the counter. After a while, he carefully took out a dark golden engraver and handed it to Abel. “This is an ore I received here by accident. Because the ore is too small to make a weapon, I made this engraver. After the successful engraving, I found the engraver to be extremely sharp. Please judge. ”

Abel took Dorne's engraving knife with his hands and looked closely at it. The engraving material was supposed to be an alloy in his opinion, and he doubled it in his hand. There should be some heavy metals in it, this natural alloy, and it is a natural alloy with such sharp proportions, even more rare than some precious ore, almost unique alloy.

“The material of this carving knife is synthesized from a variety of metals, which, according to you, is a natural ore, which is naturally born, and which can already be called a natural treasure.” Abel said with some discretion.

“Master Abel, you have such a good eye. I have looked for many blacksmiths and wizards to see this carving knife. Although no blacksmith has seen it, there are several wizards who agree with you, but they are not interested in this synthetic metal, because it is only sharper than ordinary metal, but does not increase the conductivity of magic. In the eyes of several wizards, it is no different from ordinary metal.” Dorne looked with admiration at Abel and said.

Abel laughed with some embarrassment. Alloy materials were found almost everywhere in previous life. Even elementary school students could say the concept of alloy, but the carving knife was very valuable in Abel's hands, both in research and in practical terms. He was not just a wizard who wanted to transmit magic. This proportion of alloy, if it broke down the proportion, could greatly increase the level of weaponry.

Judging from the data on weapons in the world from the Heradic Square, the world's weapons are generally extremely low in attack power, so low that they can hardly harm those who have used the physical damage offset symbol. Abel estimates that in Camp Loger, too, he can only deal with low-level monsters, and the defense of high-end monsters is questionable. It is good news that an alloy can now be found to improve the weapon's attack power, at least providing a direction for his future experiments to improve the weapon's attack power.

“How much gold is this carving knife?” Abel looked at the carving knife in his hand with interest and asked Dorne.

“Master Abel, if you like it, I'll give it to you. I didn't spend much gold on that ore. My forging skills are no better than yours. Please don't talk to me about gold coins.” Dorne said with his hands twisted.

“This?” Abel hesitated. He did want the carving knife, but let him take it like this, and his heart didn't want to take advantage of Dorne like this.

“Abel, just take it. I've known Dorne for years. His personality is so, so it's for you. If you don't, he'll just throw it on the ground and never put it away again.” Camille saw Abel's hesitation and couldn't help but persuade him.

“Well, Lord Dorne, I'll take it. If you have any questions about forging if you have the chance, you can ask me. Of course, I haven't been studying forging long and may not be able to answer some questions, but I'll do my best to help.” Abel said with some caution.

“Thank you, Master Abel.” Dorne was delighted to hear Abel's promise. It was the promise of a master blacksmith, who was already a senior blacksmith, but because of his lack of inheritance, his future direction was completely untargeted, and it was a great thing to have the guidance of a master blacksmith now.

On the way back, Camille's countless problems caused Abel a headache.

“Abel, how many gold coins does a master blacksmith sell for a weapon? ”