The mage arrives

Brother Gribreth left the alley, got into the carriage, and left quietly.

Gordon was very impressed with Ke Yan's brother.Although he looked like a fat man in luxurious clothes, he was no different from the most common nobleman with a belly full of fat.But in the dispute just now, although he only said a word at the beginning, and then let his younger brother come out to negotiate the whole process, Gordon could still feel the cold temperament emanating from him.

It might not be that simple to become the heir of the Gribreth family.

Gordon walked into the workshop of Dwemer Iron River.The two dwarf guards at the door did not respond to the fight that happened not far away.For them, as long as it doesn't affect the Iron River Workshop, even if there is a meteor shower in the sky, it doesn't matter.

In the hall, he saw the blond lady who had just left angrily, talking cordially with Dwemer Tiehe.Beside her was a box, inside which were neatly stacked light gray metal ingots.

Although these metal ingots looked dull and inconspicuous, they exuded a suffocating aura.

Dragon Steel.

In the lairs of some giant dragons, there will be natural open pit veins.When the giant dragon sleeps on these mineral veins, it breathes out dragon's breath from its nose and mouth, burning the mineral veins continuously.Over time, these ore veins were ablated and purified by the dragon's breath, and became a new kind of metal.

The first dragonslayer to discover the metal, Sarada Ironfist, the dwarven royal shield, named it Dragonsteel.

Dragon steel is even more precious than fine gold.Gordon was quite surprised that the blond lady was able to take out a box at once.

"Miss Jier, I will spend four days building a knight sword for you." Dwemer smiled and talked to the third lady of the Phoenix family.

Because of some unhappiness that happened just now, the blond lady was not in a very high mood, and smiled reluctantly: "Thank you so much, master. I am currently living in a villa on the outskirts of the city, and among the luggage I brought are some fine wines from the south , can you enjoy your face and taste it..."

Although the mood is not high, but this young lady is still working hard to get closer to Master Dwemer.

"I'm not free, Miss Ji'er, please go slowly, I won't see you off!" Dwemer Tiehe waved his hand suddenly, motioning for Ji'er to leave.

Although the dwarf master was short, he had good eyesight, and he saw Gordon walking through the door at a glance.He immediately left Ji'er behind and rushed over with a few strides.

"Oh, Moradin, could it be that the spirit of the rock manifested and brought you here?" Dwemer warmly hugged Gordon's waist, pressed his furry beard on the latter's belly, and hugged him hard. hug.

"Long time no see, my brother."

Although still not used to the excessive enthusiasm of the dwarves, Gordon could only put on a smile and say hello to the other party.

The blond lady stood beside her, very embarrassed.She couldn't believe that she was still chatting and entertaining dwarves with herself, but in order to welcome that damn Northlander mage, she threw herself, the daughter of the Phoenix family, aside and ignored her.

Miss Ben has just presented a box of Dragon Steel worth tens of thousands of gold!

"This stupid short winter melon with a big beard, and that hateful and cunning mage!" Miss Ji'er stomped her feet angrily, and finally couldn't stand the cold reception, and left angrily.

If Ke Yaen stood here, he would definitely laugh with joy.It is a wonderful thing for someone to re-experience their embarrassment.

The eccentric dwarf didn't care about the blond lady's angrily leaving.And Gordon, let alone pay attention to that unruly and willful noble daughter.

"You came to me today, what's the matter?" Dwemer Tiehe asked.

Dwarves tend to be straightforward, and Gordon didn't gossip about "today's weather hahahaha" and told the Dwemer the idea of ​​movable type printing.

"I think that the material for typefaces should be an alloy of lead, tin, and antimony. As for the specific composition, how to meet the temperature, humidity and other conditions in the working environment is not what I am good at." Gordon shared his knowledge The only bit of information about movable type printing in the library was shaken out.

He could only roughly point out the direction for the Dwemer, and left the metallurgist to figure out the rest.

"Don't worry, leave this matter to me!" Dwarven Tiehe slapped his chest loudly with his thick arms, "My Lord Moradin is also very interested in inventions, and I will try my best to help you with this matter." OK."

Among the human gods, Ioun holds the priesthood of invention, and in the dwarven pantheon, the main god Moradin is also the god of invention.Due to the fact that the races in charge are different, although the two gods have overlaps in priesthood, they will not conflict because of this, and even occasionally cooperate.

After finalizing the matter of movable type printing, Gordon once again declined Dwemer Tiehe's invitation to "fill your belly full and drink till dawn" and bid farewell to leave.

He was walking along the north-south main road in Bishui City. When he passed the temple of the platinum dragon god Bahamut, he happened to see the handsome warlock next to the blond lady with twin tails, coming out of the temple.

Behind him were several well-wrapped noble private soldiers. It seemed that the warlock should have followed the instructions of the daughter of the Phoenix family and led the wounded to the temple for healing.

Gordon took a closer look and found that among the wounded was Captain Hannah of the Gribreth family.

"It seems that there are still some talents around that naive Miss Jier. She actually knows how to win over the hearts of the people at this time, and gather the soldiers who were abandoned by the Gribreth family. There should be some secret information around Libres. This warlock is not easy."

Gordon glanced at the handsome warlock inadvertently, and happened to find that the other party also looked over.

The eyes of the two sides collided in the air, and then passed by in a flash.

Gordon smiled, not paying attention.

"Gordon Freeman." Looking at the receding figure of the young black-haired and black-eyed mage.Warlock Sarando recited his name silently, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Mr. Sarando, thank you for your kindness this time. The bastards of the Gribreth family abandoned us like defeated dogs. If you hadn't helped us, I'm afraid we would have died in that remote alley." Severed hand Captain Hannah, who was wrapped in thick gauze, bowed deeply to Sarando.

The corners of Sarando's mouth turned up slightly, showing a very charming smile: "It's just a small effort. The Phoenix family will not treat you badly in the future. Captain Hannah, although you have broken a hand, you still have your own value."

Of course Captain Hannah knew what Sarando was talking about, he nodded and said: "If you want to know anything about the Gribreth family, just ask, I will tell you what I have seen and heard without reservation. come out."

"It's best like this. You go back to your villa on the outskirts of the city to rest first, I have some private matters."

Sarando explained, and then parted from the noble private soldiers.

He called a carriage, drove aimlessly around Bishui City for a few times, and finally got off in the civilian area.

Warlock wandered around the complicated alleys for a long time, and finally stood in front of an old two-story building covered with vines.

"Who is it?" A man's voice came from behind the door.

"It's me, Father," Sarando said.

The door opened with a creak, and a chunky middle-aged man welcomed Sarando into the house.

This man, whom Sarando called his father, was dressed in luxurious clothes that were incompatible with the old house. His head was slightly bald, his face was oily, and although his face was haggard, his eyes were firm.

He is Longo Ritter, the patriarch of the Ritter family who was wanted by ransacking his house for smuggling arms to the orcs.

Sarando, or should I add a surname to him now, and call him Sarando Ritter, he looked at Long and said, "Father, in a few days, the autumn hunt will begin. I have already prepared for you In the hunting team of the Phoenix family, an identity has been arranged. You can follow me into the mountains."

"Very good, my son. Now that your brother is dead, the future of the Ritter family rests on you."

Sarando curled his lips, not paying much attention to the future of the family that his father said.He is a spellcaster, and the ultimate goal he pursues is powerful arcane power.As for other things, after possessing power, they are all at your fingertips.

The Ritter family suffered major changes, and his elder brother Dunville lost his life. Sarando had to end his practice and return to his father.However, this trip to the Northland had unexpected gains.

"Father, you have to promise me, don't use that thing until the last moment. I know you really want to kill Gordon, and I really want to. He is the chief culprit that caused the death of my brother and the decline of the Ritter family. But please remember, the purpose of our autumn hunting this time." Sarando said.

"I understand." Longe nodded as he looked at his second son, who was nothing like him.

Sarandor was his son by a tiefling concubine.The tiefling is a half-human race with demon blood, and the blood from the abyss also flows in Sarando's body.

When he was very young, the demon blood in Sarando's body was awakened, which gave him the power to control the flames, and at the same time made his appearance completely different from the men of the Ritter family.

Sarando was favored by a great warlock a long time ago, and he took him with him to learn how to control his blood power. Only a few people knew that Long had a warlock son.

Amalfrey, the only one of the Three Holy Baptists who knew of the existence of Sarando, has died.Even Ke Yan didn't know the existence of Sarando.

Longe asked again: "By the way, how are you and the third lady from the Phoenix family going?"

Sarando showed a contemptuous smile: "It's just a spoiled and stupid woman who has never seen the world. I just played a little bit of tricks to gain her complete trust. If I want to, it will take a few days. I can get her to bed. But now, I am far less interested in her body than the Sun Elf tablet on her body."

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