Throne of the North.

Chapter 149 Brock's Confidence
Ryan's words suddenly made Master Knox's eyes widen, and his aura began to boil.

As a blacksmith, he has never had a good temper. Recklessness is his character, otherwise he would not have rushed into the banquet directly.

But beside him, after the Countess looked at Knox, the air turned cold and the master regained his composure once again.

“Master Knox, Ryan is not only a child of the Clayton family, but also a nobleman.”

"I understand, Countess."

Knox shuddered, but the next moment, the blood in his body became hot again, and he still stared at Ryan.

"Master Ryan, there is no way that kid can become a legendary craftsman in your territory. The crappy Beifeng Province doesn't have the conditions to train him."

“Only in the Clayton family, under my training, can he become a legendary craftsman resounding throughout the empire.”

Ryan looked at Knox and laughed in his heart. If this master didn't have the skills of a craftsman, he would probably have lived a miserable life.

With such a temper, he is probably almost the same as a dwarf.

However, thinking about the rumor that this master was once an apprentice in a dwarf craftsman's workshop, it seems understandable.

"Brock is my follower and the chief craftsman in my territory. Master, do you know what this means?"

Knox looked at Ryan, his eyes wide open, and asked blankly:

"what?"

Ryan shook his head and sighed.

"Let me put it another way, Master Knox, do you really think you can teach Brock your skills?"

Ryan's words touched the master's sore spot at this moment.

"Brat Ryan, what do you mean? I am 'Great Axe', a master craftsman recognized by the Empire. As long as the legendary weapons I forge are baptized, I will be a true legendary craftsman. How dare you question my skills!"

Knox became furious at this moment, and the power in his angry body seemed to lead the surrounding earth to press towards Ryan.

"This master's power... is very strong."

Ryan was shocked. As a blacksmith, he looked so capable of fighting?
Next to her, the Countess's face finally turned cold. The next moment, ice crystals dotted the void. In a breath, Master Knox was completely sealed by ice crystals. Ryan could even see the master's frozen angry face.

He finally looked at this mother who was not his biological mother in shock. A legend... ?
No, it shouldn’t be the case… If this Countess had legendary talent and qualifications, it shouldn’t have given birth to so many children in the Clayton family.

After all, every birth is a not insignificant loss of essence for a supernatural being like a magician.

So... the credit goes to the Sanctuary Mage and this castle?
Ryan quickly understood that this was the castle of the Clayton family, filled with dense secret patterns. Not to mention how much the Countess could control, at least it was easy for her to use the power of the secret patterns to strengthen her own magic.

"Carry Master Knox down."

Some soldiers ran up quickly. They seemed to be accustomed to this scene. Perhaps this was not the first time that Master Knox was frozen.

"Lian, you don't have to worry about him, Master Knox, he was just a little reckless."

The Countess began to speak.

"Don't worry, mother. I won't blame him."

Hearing this, many people around looked a little strange.

"But...is the craftsman he mentioned real?"

"A tireless craftsman. This should be the easiest talent to be born among the dwarves."

Ellie was also very curious. How could Ryan see such a big treasure?

"Maybe." Early the next morning, Ryan found Brock squatting in a craftsman's workshop, and Etria beside him.

Knox was wrong. There were not one, but two tireless craftsmen.

Etria's craftsmanship is not inferior to her brother's, but Brock is too obsessed with blacksmithing, while Etria also has to take care of political management.

In a sense, Etria has better talent.

But as a pure craftsman, Brock's future in this area may be even more extreme.

"How is it? What do you think about the blacksmithing skills of the Clayton family?"

Hearing Ryan's words, Etria turned around, while Brock still kept his eyes fixed on the blacksmiths who were hammering.

"It's quite clever. There are many techniques and methods in it that can bring us some breakthroughs in our skills."

"but……"

Etheria shook her head.

"Even so, they are still too bad."

As if having heard Etria's comments, one of the blacksmiths in front lost his balance and hammered the wrong spot carelessly. In an instant, the embryo of a weapon became a defective product.

But he looked at Etria with a bloodshot face, but dared not say anything.

The craftsmen were all confident in their memory, but yesterday, not only did they fail to abide by the rule that outsiders could not peek, they were also beaten to a pulp by the brother and sister's sharp words and did not dare to refute them at all.

"Master Nox came to me yesterday and wanted to take Brock as his apprentice and teach him the craft of forging legendary weapons."

"What do you think about this matter?"

Ryan still has to respect the attitudes of these two people, or he does not regard them as his followers.

He was just confident that his own strength could guarantee the loyalty of his followers.

After hearing what Knox said about himself, Brock finally turned around and said with a loud and disdainful voice:

"That old guy is no longer good. His skills are not even as good as mine. I lost yesterday because I had never come into contact with extraordinary materials in the wilderness."

"And he said he had forged a legendary weapon before. But with his forging skills yesterday, he definitely couldn't do it. He's not at his peak anymore."

"If it's just a competition of skills..."

Brock held out a hand and raised his head.

"I beat him with one hand."

"What we lack now is only the understanding of extraordinary materials. Lord, if you can give me enough extraordinary minerals, I can forge legendary weapons quickly by myself."

Ryan's eyes lit up and he laughed:

"Okay, Brock, Etria, this time when we go to the imperial capital, we will put the importance of this matter at the forefront."

Baby, he had no doubt that Brock, who had been taken care of by the Spirit of the Wilderness, was bragging.

Brock's words reached Master Knox's ears that day. The master was of course extremely angry, but he remained silent on this matter.

When facing the area he is best at, he was not as irritable as he was yesterday when facing Ryan.

(End of this chapter)