MTL - Abe the Wizard-Chapter 67 Tyrant Marshall

Master Thorin was really stunned by Abel's big hand. He crouched down and observed the magic iron pieces in the cabinets on both sides. He stood up for a long time and shook his head and sighed: "Master Abel, you are right The foster father ’s love is beyond my imagination. The quality of the twenty magic iron pieces here can be used directly as a magic weapon, and the quality is the same as the two magic weapons sold today. "

Hearing Master Sorin's professional comment, Lord Marshall's mouth could not help but grinned again and asked with a big laugh: "According to Master Sorin, the bullock cart that Abel sent me is worth at least 1 million gold coins. ? "

Master Benstom reached out and patted Lord Marshall's shoulder, and said in a ridiculous tone: "Then you have to be careful, you shouldn't take away such a great wealth."

Lord Marshall raised his head proudly, and laughed out loud: "If you know the weapon I have on my body, you won't say that, as long as you are not a knight of this level, it is not easy for me to stay."

Abel shook his head, and his uncle Marshall turned on the show-off mode. Even if he attended the dinner, the two big swords that he carried did not leave. According to Lord Marshall, the knight ’s weapon left the body is coming. .

Master Bensom and Master Thorin were in front of each other, and could not help but look at the two big swords that Lord Marshall was carrying. These two swords were too conspicuous. At the banquet, everyone didn't ask them out of courtesy. Speaking of it, the two masters immediately became interested.

Both masters know that the best weapon Abel will use or leave to his family, and the two weapons that Lord Marshall never leaves should be Abra's forged products.

"Let's take a look. What kind of weapon makes you so arrogant?" Master Bensom's friendship with Lord Marshall for many years, there is no need to politely reach out and say.

Seeing the two masters so interested in their weapons, Lord Marshall is extremely proud. Although Master Bensham is not a real master, he is also one of the best forging masters in Harvest City, not to mention the real ones from the Blacksmiths Guild. Blacksmith master Thorin, he is a master from the Dwarves recognized throughout the continent.

The two big swords were taken off from the back, and one of them was placed on the carriage table, the other was caught in his hands and he refused to put it on, turning his head to Abel and dissatisfied, "My ice magic is big The sword is not as good as the iron bar used in the car, how can you let me get it! "

Master Bensom and Master Thorin smiled at each other, and Abel reluctantly said, "I'll make another one for you these days, and you will use this sword first."

The two masters looked at the magical sword on the table and gave each other a modest gesture. Master Thorin pulled the sword out of the sheath.

The great sword was pulled out, and Master Thorin flicked his finger on the magic sword. The strange thing was that this magic sword was no different from the ordinary sword, and there was no response. In addition, Abel used the ornament to decorate the sword. The inlay hole in the handle blocked it. After seeing the great sword on one side, Master Benthem turned around strangely and asked Abel, "Is this a magic sword?"

"Of course, this magic sword only responds to attacks. Master Thorin's bombardment is not a real attack," Abel explained.

"What magical property is this big sword?" Master Thorin cared.

"There is no magic attribute, only the ability to repel the enemy!" Abel explained again.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Master Thorin murmured a bit, then took the magic sword and said to Lord Marshall, "Lord Marshall, please get out of the car with me to try this magic sword. effect."

"Master Thorin, no problem." Lord Marshall said, opening the door and jumping off the carriage.

When everyone got out of the carriage, Master Thorin chopped the magical sword to Lord Marshall who had already made a defensive posture, even if it was already prepared. When Lord Marshall intersected the two swords, Master Thorin's big sword flashed white However, Lord Marshall retreated involuntarily ten steps before stopping his body.

Master Thorin, as if still uneasy, exchanged his sword with Lord Marshall, and tried again. This time Master Thorin, like Lord Marshall, was also repelled ten steps.

"This is a golden weapon. Oh my god, Master Abel, you created a golden weapon. Do you know what it means? We only have two top blacksmith prospective masters in the dwarven clan who can build weapons of this level." Sorin The master went on in excitement: "You have become the top forge master on the continent, or a quasi-guru."

For Master Thorin's words, Abel did not have much excitement, because his goal was no longer the promotion of the blacksmith level, the wizard had become his primary goal, everything else was not too important.

Master Bensham looked at Abel, and it was achieved step by step from the complete novice to the master. Now that Abel ’s level has once again improved, he ca n’t help but sigh: “Abel, you are growing too fast I can only look at you from afar, hoping that you will not disappoint your forging talent. "

"How much gold is this magic weapon worth?" A voice interrupted the words of the two masters, Lord Marshall asked curiously.

When Master Thorin heard Lord Marshall measure gold weapons with gold coins, he couldn't help but stare, but thinking that this was Abel's adoptive father and the owner of the golden weapon, he shook his head helplessly and said, "The golden weapon The value is hard to say. There are very few auction records in history. Most of them are private transactions. If you really want to give a price, the lowest price is more than 200,000 gold coins. "

Lord Marshall shook his body with a little dizziness. This price shocked his mind again. When was the value behind the gold coin already calculated in ten thousand, think about the castle's income, think about his decades of deposits, Even the odds of this magic sword are far worse.

However, Lord Marshall thought that this magic weapon was his own, and Abel was his heir, and his mood was all right, his body was standing upright, and his strength was strong.

It turned out that Abel wanted to give his new shield to Master Thorin for judgment. Now it is just a non-property magic sword made before that will surprise Master Thorin. If more magic weapons are taken out, It seemed a bit too public, and Abel also found that he had underestimated the value of these weapons, so he decided not to show other magical equipment to Master Thorin.

After returning to the castle, Abel remembered the evil intentions of Prince Wyatt, and uneasily called Lord Marshall, and came to the castle's special operating room together.

"Abel, what's the matter?" Lord Marshall asked strangely.

"Uncle Marshall, I don't think that Prince Wyatt's affairs will stop there. You must be careful during this trip." Abel whispered his concern.

"Rest assured, the sword in my hand is not afraid of him." Lord Marshall said indifferently, he was not an ordinary knight who could return alive from the orc battlefield, his glory was obtained through the orc corpse.

Looking at Lord Marshall's appearance, Abel was even more uneasy, took the created magic shield from the console and handed it to Lord Marshall, saying, "This shield is for you, and you will carry it with you these days."

After receiving the shield, Lord Marshall looked happy. The weapons made by adoptive sons were all treasures. After all, these things were all Abel's. With this mentality, he never refused what Abel sent him.

"What level of shield is this?" Lord Marshall asked.

"According to Master Thorin, this is a golden-level shield." Abel thought for a while and expressed his opinion.

"How's it going?" Lord Marshall asked with concern.

"It allows you to offset the aggressive attacks of the least advanced knights," Abel explained.

"Then what am I afraid of? Let the Prince Wyatt come. I have two pieces of equipment of 200,000 gold coins, plus a carriage of 1 million gold coins. The prince compares with me, and buys magic of 50,000 gold coins. How can a guy who does n’t have any gold coins pay me? ”

Lord Marshall did not expect how many gold coins were in his own wallet at this moment, and the superb equipment of his whole body had made him higher than Budapest.