The mage arrives

() When traveling to the north this time, Ke Yan had long planned to visit Dwarven Iron River Master and ask him to forge a breastplate.To this end, he spent countless energy and financial resources and made sufficient preparations.

Confidently, he asked his servant to bring in a wooden barrel from the carriage outside.While walking, the sound of clanging water came from the barrel, which aroused Master Dwemer's interest.

"liquor?"

"You guessed it right." Ke Yan personally took a crowbar and pried off the tightly stapled barrel lid.A smell of alcohol that was so strong that it could not be melted immediately diffused in the hall.

Xiona, who was not drinking well, even frowned slightly, and coughed twice due to the sudden increase in the concentration of alcohol in the air.

"What a strong drink!" Shelley exclaimed.

"Of course, my Miss Ranger." Ke Yaen grinned at Shelley, showing his white teeth, and his smile was so bright that people couldn't look directly at it.He said in a magnetic voice: "Dwarves like wine, especially strong wine. In order to satisfy Master Dwemer, I sent people to go deep into the cold and remote Orlandos. Although the winemaking skills of those barbarians are not as good as those of the empire Clever, but also unique.”

Dwemer sniffled, walked to the wine barrel, stretched out a finger thicker than a carrot, dipped a little of the golden wine, and put it in his mouth.He smacked his tongue and showed a satisfied smile: "This is Orlandos' 'Omag Glory', a spirit that only the tribe's most proficient shaman in herbology can brew. Apart from offering sacrifices to the gods, only Only the barbarian warrior who cuts off fifty of his enemies' ears is entitled to it."

"Your knowledge of alcohol is admirable." Ke Yan laughed.

Dwemer waved his hand, and said, "Don't bother. I've accepted the barrel of wine, and I'll take over your commission. Come and get your breastplate in a day's time."

"One day?" Ke Yan was stunned.

After Dwemer Iron River accepts the commission, he will spend varying amounts of time building equipment for the client.The length of time spent is related to the preciousness of the reward.Obviously, in the eyes of Master Dwemer, the barrel of precious wine that Ke Yan spent a lot of effort to obtain is nothing.

"One day is enough, are you questioning my ability?" Master Dwemer gave Ke Yaen a hard look.

Although his heart was as disgusting as swallowing a scavenging worm, Ke Yaen didn't dare to say anything, and obediently stepped aside.

"What about one day? At least Master Dwemer did accept my commission." He looked at Gordon maliciously, "Maybe this guy will be rejected by Master Dwemer."

He did what he liked and bought the dwarves' favorite spirits for Master Dwemer, but he still could only spend one day building equipment for him.Ke Yaen did not believe that Gordon could beat him.

Could these poor, unsophisticated Yankees outdo the rich Gribreths?

Gordon saw that Ke Yaen did not leave after finishing his work, but stood aside with a half-smile, he probably guessed what the other party was thinking.

"I'm afraid Mr. Cavalier will be disappointed." Gordon said confidently.

Xie Oona was a little worried and said: "Brother, what do you have that can tempt Master Dwemer? You know, you want him to create two pieces of equipment. Otherwise, I will talk about my sword later..."

"My dear sister, you should have confidence in me." With a mysterious smile, Gordon took out a black box from the dimension bag, and handed it to Dwemer.

"Hmph, playing tricks!" Ke Yan, who was observing not far away, curled his lips in disdain.It was just the cheapest pine box, and even the paint on it was improvised.It's such a tattered thing, what good things can it contain?

Dwemer opened the box, took out a delicate metal object gleaming silver, looked it over, and asked, "What is this?"

"It's a measuring tool called a caliper," Gordon said.

Gordon is a mechanical graduate.Although in his time, the measuring tools Gordon used in his work and study were all high-tech products embedded with smart chips, but in the elective course "History of Measurement Tool Development", Gordon still came into contact with vernier calipers This multifunctional measuring tool with a long history.

Dwemer is not only a blacksmith, but also has considerable attainments in machinery.But in this world where mechanical civilization is very backward, the measuring tools are quite simple.It caused a lot of trouble for the Dwemer.Gordon believed that something like a vernier caliper was definitely the greatest desire in the Dwemer's heart.

Gordon explained how the Dwemer used vernier calipers to measure length, depth, inner diameter, outer diameter, and how to read them in concise language.

Under Gordon's explanation, Dwemer's expression was puzzled at first, then stunned, and finally turned into ecstasy!

He threw away the box, rushed to Gordon, and wrapped his arms around Gordon's waist with his thicker arms than his thighs—because of his height, he actually hugged Gordon's buttocks. This made the mage a little embarrassed.

"Fortunately, I had the foresight to impose a bear's patience on myself before I came, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to withstand the violent grab of this dwarf master."

The two girls and Ke Yaen looked at the metal object in Dwarven's hand, and they didn't understand why the dwarf master who was so arrogant just a moment ago became ecstatic.

"Rock! Moradin! Such a delicate and practical measuring tool exists in the world!" The Dwemer finally let go of Gordon, but he was still dancing and talking non-stop, "Mr. Gordon, I declare that you will become Iron River Honorable guest of the tribe, eternal friend of mountains and rocks!"

Seeing Dwemer's excited expression, Shelley asked in a low voice, "Mr. Gordon, this tool you made should be very precious."

"Fortunately, at least the cost value is far inferior to Mr. Ke Yaen's barrel of fine wine."

Gordon was telling the truth.In addition to the high-quality steel used as raw materials, Gordon's cost is only a few zero-ring mage hands and a ring of transformation spells. In terms of degree, it also fully met the requirements.

"My brother," the Dwemer jumped up and patted Gordon on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "you don't need to be humble. How can such a delicate tool be worth less than that barrel of bad wine? Say, what do you have? I will satisfy the request."

"I need to make a shield, and a one-handed sword."

"No problem, I will build it for you in seven days." Dwemer patted his chest loudly.

The word "bad wine" in Dumo's mouth made Ke Yaen's face extremely ugly.Comparing the amount of time the Dwemer spent on building equipment for both sides made him feel even more frustrated.Ke Yaen glanced at Shelley, and found that she was standing beside Gordon, staring at the mage with admiration.The knight's heart was sour, and he secretly cursed "a fickle bitch", and then left the hall without saying hello.

He came with a beautiful female companion, but left in a disheartened manner.It was the first time for Ke Yaen, who never lacked women, to encounter such an encounter.Ke Yaen really wanted to tear off the handsome knight's disguise, pull out his sword and kill Gordon, and then rape Xiona and Shelley as much as he wanted next to his body.

But reason told Ke Yaen that he could not do this.He came to the north to shoulder an important mission, which is related to the rise and fall of an empire, and whether the Gribreth family can soar into the sky, so all actions must be cautious.

He walked out of the blacksmith workshop with a sullen face, and a servant came over leading the horse.

"Master, just now the patriarch of the Ritter family, Mr. Honorary Sir Long Ritter, brought news. Please come and get together. He said that the Harvest Festival is coming soon, and we need to discuss the details of the operation."

"You shit honorable Sir, you're just a nouveau riche," Ke Yan said with a contemptuous smile, "However, as the dogs of the Gribreth family, they also have their own value."

In the hall of the blacksmith workshop, no one noticed Ke Yan's departure.Gordon was explaining to the Dwarven the specific requirements of the activated shield: "The shield is mainly made of mithril, and a small amount of fine gold is used to strengthen the skin and the overall structure. A medium size is enough. In addition, I need to open a battlement on the shield. This way, even if the shield is in front of me, it will not affect my line of sight..."

Dwemer carefully wrote down Gordon's request, and then looked at Xiona with a smile on his face: "This very, very beautiful lady, please come with me."

For dwarves with a lack of vocabulary, they can only describe the beauty of women by superimposing adverbs.

Different from Gordon's activated shield, the long sword tailor-made for Xiona had to pay special attention to weight, length, arc, and counterweight.For a master like the Dwemer, the perfect fit between the weapon and the user is the most basic requirement.So he had to let Xiona try out different long swords first, listen to opinions, make modifications, and finally decided to create a plan.

Shelley looked at her friend enviously.Xiona can have the sword specially made for her by Master Dwarven Iron River, but her own longbow is just a high-end commodity bought from a weapon shop—even so, she still maintains it carefully, treating it as a treasure .

Shelley is still young, her strength is on the rise, and half-elfs live longer than humans.But she knew that for a female adventurer like herself who had no roots, if she didn't plan well when she was young, her future life would be miserable.

Those female adventurers who are at the bottom and have a difficult life due to injury or age will even sell their bodies to make money.

Thinking that she might fall into this kind of situation in the future, Shelley shuddered.

Shelley knows how attractive her body and appearance are to men.All along, there is no shortage of suitors around her, including wealthy nobles like Ke Yaen, but she has never responded.

But now, when she saw Xiona's smiling face full of excitement and happiness, she felt that she should change.

"Perhaps, he is a good choice." Shelley looked at Gordon's back, her eyes sparkling.