Diablo Destruction

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"When I heard that you were throwing knives, I knew you would do this. Sa Qili, you are becoming more and more sophisticated."

Blacksmith Sike glanced at Sa Qili without surprise, and squeezed out a smile on his big, brown face full of wrinkles. In his view, with hundreds of years of experience as a blacksmith, Sa Qili was probably just a very good person. A little girl who can easily figure it out, right?

"Please, Lao Sike." Sa Qili smiled brightly and accepted Lao Sike's praise generously.

"No, I haven't said I promise you yet." Unexpectedly, Lao Sike shook his head.

"Oh, do you think you can't do it?"

"Don't use provocation. It's useless. It's not that I can't do it, I just don't want to do it."

"Why?"

"If I don't have that spare time, I can make one. If I can make more than 300, do I have to do other work? And making the same thing over and over again is boring and boring for me, and it doesn't help me improve. No matter how much you think about it, it won’t make sense.”

"No amount of money will do?" Sa Qili asked unwillingly.

"Yes, no matter how much it is, why do I need so much money? I won't take it with me until I die."

"What about the precious materials?"

"This... still doesn't work. It really doesn't work. Sa Qili, think about it. Although a dark gold flying knife is small, it would take at least two or three days to make it. More than three hundred of them, that's several Years, too many. Too long.”

"That's right. It seems that we can only ask a few more blacksmiths to complete it." Sa Qili nodded lightly, understanding Lao Sike's difficulties. As an excellent blacksmith. The most intolerable thing is to build mass-produced equipment, which will kill the blacksmith's inspiration and devour the blacksmith's creativity, even if it is dark gold equipment.

"You don't need to find many blacksmiths to help. There is a very suitable candidate." Old Sick glanced at us. He said after hesitating for a moment.

"The right person, one? Who wants to do that much in one go."

"You know this person, and isn't he the one our savior brought to the third world?"

"Me? Oh, are you talking about... Qiaxi?"

"Well, go find her. She might be suitable." After saying this, Old Sick pushed the sandworm pliers back and immersed himself in his forging, ignoring us.

Although Qiaxi inherited Rukogas' giant blacksmith heritage, it was not made public in the alliance. But among blacksmiths, especially in the circle of senior blacksmiths like Lao Sike, everyone should have heard about it. He would recommend Qiaxi. Is it because of this?

Looking for Chasi?

Not to mention that I had forgotten Qiaxi, I just felt that she was busy absorbing the inheritance of the giant blacksmith. It was not good to leave such a heavy work to her. Moreover, in terms of blacksmith skills, she had only inherited the giant blacksmith for less than two years. With time, she is definitely not as good as outstanding blacksmiths like Lao Sike. So I never thought about asking her for help. Now Lao Sike says Qiaxi is more suitable?

I seem to understand. I remember that after Qiaxi inherited the giant blacksmith, his profession seemed to have changed. The level is cleared just like the little ghost, and Qiaxi seems to have told me that she can gain experience in forging and upgrade her level as a giant blacksmith.

If this is true, then if these hundreds of flying knives are forged by her, wouldn't that be a lot of rich experience? Moreover, the forging of Qiaxi comes from the inheritance of giant blacksmiths. There is no need to worry about the lack of inspiration and creativity caused by doing this kind of mass-production work-not to mention finding her own way of blacksmithing, if she can inherit five or six points of the experience and skills that Rukogas taught her, she will be able to He is already the top blacksmith in the Dark Continent.

"Uncle Sike, thank you so much. I'm going to find Qiaxi right now." Thinking of this, I secretly thought that I was careless and forgot such an important thing. After thanking me, I immediately led everyone to Qiaxi's blacksmith shop. go.

Qiaxi's blacksmith shop is still the same as always...well, a little deserted. She uses equipment inherited from the giant blacksmith's technology. It has some special abilities that other blacksmiths' equipment does not have, such as increased durability, such as the physics of weapons. The damage completely becomes attribute damage, or it may have some unheard-of attributes attached to it, and so on.

However, this is the only limit. She has to continue to work hard to impress the adventurers from the third world. Most of the adventurers who visit here are just to see these strange attributes, or to see It’s interesting to buy one or two pieces for collection.

Qiaxi is still gaining experience.

Seeing me coming to visit, Qiaxi put down what he was doing and showed an expression of surprise and joy.

"Elder Fan... Elder Fan, you are here. I'm sorry, I... I'm so rude. I'm going to wash it." Seeing that his hands were covered with charcoal ash, his clothes and face were also dirty. Xida was embarrassed. He stood up and quickly went to the clean pool nearby to rub his hands and wash his face. Then he hesitated whether he should change into cleaner clothes.

Seeing Qiaxi's behavior, I couldn't help laughing. She is still the same honest and lovely barbarian girl as always.

"Stop messing around, Qiaxi, I'm here to ask you for a favor." I couldn't bear to see such an honest girl in a hurry, so I went straight to the point.

"Eh, me? Are you sure Elder Fan wants to ask me for help? Although I'm very happy, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." Qiaxi lowered his head in shame, still lacking some self-confidence.

"Listen to me first and then make a decision. If you can, help me." Before Qiaxi could answer, I told Qiaxi exactly what I said in Lao Sikena.

"Are you going to use these... these two sandworm pliers to make flying knives?" Qiaxi looked at the material of the pliers in her hands, gently touched it with her fingertips, and observed intently. After a moment, she remembered There were also distinguished guests who quickly put down their things and stood up.

"Sorry, sorry, very sorry, I was fascinated by it."

"It doesn't matter, how about it, can you do it?"

"I...I think...should...should not be completely impossible." Biting her lips, Qiaxi replied in a low voice with little hesitation.

"However, it will be much worse than what Uncle Sick did. It will take more time... and a lot of materials will be wasted... maybe... maybe three hundred... we won't be able to do that much... but …”

Qiaxi is a little incoherent, but she is an honest girl. All emotions are shown on her face, so we can easily understand what she is thinking.

She didn't have the confidence to compare with an old blacksmith like Sick, so she thought she couldn't meet the requirements that Sick could meet.

but. I really want to take on this task, I really want to, the longing expression on her face expresses it.

Seeing this, how could I bear to let her desire turn into disappointment? The giant blacksmith's inheritance gave her such good things, not to mention a mere two sandworm pliers. If she can gain a lot from it, it will be a great thing for me and the alliance, so a small loss is nothing.

"It doesn't matter. In terms of attributes, it is enough to ensure the increase in explosion rate and the amount of recovery. In addition, the damage should be as high as possible. That is enough. As for the time and amount, time does not matter. It is not necessary. The quality is not a problem, and the quantity is not a problem, two hundred is actually almost enough."

I said this, knowing that Qiaxi is kind-hearted, I will definitely feel sorry for her, so I won't give her a chance to speak.

"Just do it, Qiaxi, I'll leave this matter to you."

"Oh, eh, but...I..." Qiaxi gesticulated. But I don't know how to answer.

"Stop it, if you want to answer it or not, just answer me."

"I...I want to pick up." For a moment. Qiaxi lowered his head and responded quietly, yet eagerly and firmly.

"That's right, oh, right." I suddenly clapped my hands and thought of something. I had forgotten about this before, but now that I have met Qia Xi, let me mention it to her.

"There are too many excellent blacksmiths in the third world, and it's hard to do business."

"Yes... yes, compared with them, I'm still far behind." A casual sigh made Qiaxi lower his head in depression, alas.

"At least you can repair the equipment in the hands of adventurers now, right?"

"Well, just for repairs..." Qiaxi nodded and looked at me doubtfully. If he can't even do the most basic repairs, then what qualifications do he have to open a blacksmith shop here.

"That's enough. How about it, Qiaxi, are you interested in opening a blacksmith shop in my Holy See Mountain?"

"Wha...what?!" Qiaxi stayed for a long time before suddenly screaming, as if he heard something incredible.

"You are a giant blacksmith. Although you are not mature enough now, you will definitely be very powerful in the future. This is considered an early investment. And since you have agreed to help me make flying knives, it will definitely be better to be nearby. Most of the materials are still in the hell world. How about it? , okay?" I stretched out my hand to Qiaxi and smiled.

"I...people like me...really...really..." Qiaxi's weak yet strong brown eyes were filled with moist tears. This was too exaggerated, but it was just... A simple invitation does not give you the position of the Demon King. After all, no one wants this thing!

"What are you talking about? You are the one I chose to inherit the legacy of the giant blacksmith. Do you mean to say that my vision is not good enough?"

"No, that's not the case at all. Elder Fan is the savior. I'm just afraid... I'm afraid of living up to Elder Fan's expectations. That's a guilt that even ten thousand deaths can't offset."

Qiaxi wiped the corners of her eyes vigorously, a hint of shyness and determination appeared on her fair cheeks. She stretched out her hand and held it tightly with mine.

Maybe it’s because he inherited the legacy of the giant blacksmith? I remember that her hands were originally very rough. After all, she was a blacksmith, but now they are very smooth and delicate, and... they are as warm and passionate as a furnace. It is as if I can feel the hot soul of the blacksmith from her hands.

Lukogas agreed with her reason after just one look, and now I understand a little bit.

"If Elder Fan likes me is qualified, please let me serve you. I swear this in the name of our barbarian ancestors."

"That's it." I squeezed Qia Xi's soft... er, big hand, and smiled. Not bad, I turned to a promising blacksmith again, ah, will Raphael pull out the machete and kill him? I'll chase him for three days and three nights...

. . . (To be continued.)

ps: The second update was promised, and I didn’t break my promise, huh.