The Abyss of Kamen Rider

Chapter 102 Blacksmith Shiraishi

The death of the werewolf vanguard did not cause much disturbance. In this era, the thirteen demons kept fighting each other. There were too many cases of this kind of squad being wiped out in the middle of the night, so not many people paid attention to it at all, except Burgundy. The first mysterious oriental man.

Carrying a special cloth knife, Shiraishi was on his way to Paris, the capital of the Kingdom of France.

After experiencing the Black Death a hundred years ago, the sanitation environment in various cities in Europe has been greatly improved. At least the situation where feces are piled up in the city is rare. Every major country has established a unique sanitation system.

Of course, it was mainly those demons who officially entered the stage. With their cleanliness, they must not be able to stand the dirty and crowded urban environment.

(Since the setting of Fangire's base camp Paris is full of cesspit is too boring, I said that I have modified this part of the historical content. In real history, Paris is still a city of cesspit.)
"This is the Loire Valley."

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of me, it is different from the famine and disaster victims on the road before.As the area getting closer and closer to Paris, the situation in Baishi along the way has gradually improved, and there are basically not many refugees fleeing here.

Soon in front of Baishi, it was a magnificent and huge castle, a medieval style new castle standing on both sides of the river, abandoning the crowded fortress castle in the past, and turning it into a hedonistic style.

On the outskirts of the castle, a large number of noble carriages came slowly and stopped here. Obviously, a grand banquet will be held here later.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Baishi. As an oriental person, even if he is dressed as an ordinary blacksmith, he is out of tune with this era.

"That blacksmith, please wait a moment."

A crisp young boy's cry made Baishi stop, and he turned around in confusion, only to see a young boy in gorgeous noble costumes, accompanied by several servants and knights, coming to Baishi.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

"You are a blacksmith."

"Yes."

Seeing the little boy shaking his head and putting on an air of arrogance, Shiraishi naturally acted out the etiquette and address that commoners use for nobles these days.

But the little boy always felt that the blacksmith in front of him was weird, as if he didn't have the cowardly, timid, and humble eyes he saw those civilians before.Although I found it strange, but because I was concerned about other things, I didn't take it too seriously.

"I want to make a special armor and weapon for my father as his birthday present today, Mr. Blacksmith, do you have any idea?"

today?

Looking at the weird eyes of the servants around him, although Baishi felt that this request was a bit difficult, but looking at the huge castle in front of him, he felt a little tired from all the wilderness these days. He chuckled: "But I can't forge iron in the wild."

"I will provide you with a spacious room and a dedicated studio."

Hearing the little boy's reassurance, the knights on the side suddenly became a little anxious. Today is the lord's birthday party, and this young master is really capable of making troubles. He invited a stranger of unknown origin to settle in and blacksmith.

My God, can a blacksmith from the countryside create armor that the master likes?
He's not going to end up with a farming tool, is he?

The elder knights who needed to remind the young master just wanted to speak, but saw that the young master had already entered the castle with Baishi.

"This is our master's iron-making house, can you do it? Don't come here to cheat for food and drink."

"Since I have agreed to the young master, I will naturally find a way."

Gently blocking the words of several other colleagues, Baishi glanced at the armor styles in the surrounding iron-making room, and Baishi roughly understood it.

Soon, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the weird oriental blacksmith in front of him was starting to work.

"What strength is this guy?"

A layman watching the excitement, an expert watching the doorway, Shiraishi's strength is astonishing, he easily lifts such a heavy pot of molten iron, and the tools he forges are a pair of silver gloves in his hands.

Hitting iron with bare hands and gloves?
Everyone was stunned. Obviously, Baishi's pretentious blacksmithing style has bluffed many people.

In fact, Baishi manipulated his subtle demon power. As a genius transformation expert from the future, Baishi's basic level is very good. If it is not for the lack of suitable materials, it is not a big problem to create a few alchemy puppets to assist in the work.

Punch after punch, four hours later, a set of gorgeous armor with exquisite shape appeared in front of the little boy.

This set of gorgeous gold-plated armor mixed with the style of the Saint Seiya has an extraordinary defensive power, and at the same time, it shines gorgeously in the sun.

This blacksmith is really good, even the gold plating can be perfectly integrated into the armor. According to the material, it is obviously an ordinary material. Why does it feel like a steel armor compared to the steel armor.

The perfect combination of artwork and weapon of war!
The eyes of several elderly knights were dazzled.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, my father will definitely like it."

Of course it's beautiful, but it's built according to the blockbuster style.

Just entering the iron workshop, Shiraishi scanned the blacksmith products, and he knew very well that the lord of the castle in front of him liked that kind of gorgeous armor, so he specially made a beautiful armor.

Until this moment, the young knights around the little boy couldn't help sighing that their young master was extraordinary. Every blacksmith caught on the road had such a master craftsman.

You must know that there are only a limited number of craftsmen of this level even in Paris, and compared to those middle-aged muscular men, his appearance is still so young.

Shiraishi, who has the blood of Legendorga, has a more handsome face than ordinary people, even a little coquettish. Shiraishi doesn't like this kind of face, so after a year of tempering his temperament, he finally made himself look the same as he did in Fengdu in the past Almost, giving people a delicate and comfortable feeling.

"This is your reward. In addition, Mr. Shiraishi, would you like to attend the father's banquet with me tonight?"

First-class and top-notch blacksmiths are more likely to be valued in this era. Baishi has already conquered the little boy in front of him with a pair of armor that is so gorgeous that it explodes.

Baishi's name is a bit of a mouthful, but it doesn't hinder the little boy's adoring eyes. Baishi nodded with a smile.

Medieval cuisine?

I seem to have never eaten it.

then
Biting the strange-tasting bread in front of him, which was also mixed with fine gravel particles, although the amount was not large, he often gritted his teeth, and accompanied by the strange-smelling broth, Shiraishi secretly shed tears.

As for the way the meat was cooked, Shiraishi almost died of poison after eating a few bites.

This is France
It's not the starry sky of the British Isles, why the taste is so weird.

What about French dinner?

What about the delicious food?

The Hundred Years' War between Britain and France has been over for many years, okay!

As an excellent gourmet, Shiraishi doesn't know much about European history, and he doesn't know much about various dietary life. Under the beautiful lie, he ate such a big meal in front of him.

Looking at the well-dressed nobles around them eating happily, Baishi sincerely expressed his understanding.

When he was in Burgundy, Shiraishi spent most of his time hunting and eating by himself for fear of bringing a ration crisis to Mary's family, and at the same time distributed game to Mary's family.

Among them, Shiraishi cooks the dishes himself, so Shiraishi is the chef of Mary's family most of the time, and he doesn't notice that the things he cooks are different from those of ordinary people in the middle ages.

No wonder Mary's family looked reluctant to part when I left the village.

In desperation, Shiraishi could only choose some vegetables and fruits, and some brewed wine to drink.

"The banquet food in this old castle tastes really good, much better than those made by our country cooks."

"Yes."

Looking at the young men and women in front of them, while they were eyeing each other, they were desperately rubbing their meals together.

Bai Shi turned around and left slowly.

"Look at that guy, he's obviously from the countryside. He's never eaten such a delicious thing in his life. He's left tears in his eyes."

My heart is so stuffy.

Selena, you bastard.

Just as Baishi was complaining, the host of the banquet, the lord of the ancient castle, walked into the venue slowly.

PS: My level of medieval history is very bad, please forgive me for some mistakes, just think that this is the KIVA world, a plausible parallel world.

(End of this chapter)