Ron was busy exercising every day, and then spent the rest of his time running the tavern.

Occasionally, I will go to the adventurer's guild in the royal capital to take commissions to earn money.

So Ron didn't have time to take care of himself at all, he didn't cut his hair and beard when he grew long, and the whole person still looked unkempt and sloppy.

He thinks it's good to remind himself all the time that he is fighting for.

Moreover, even if you really get news from Leah, if you want to go and get together, it's not too late to prune it then.

Today, Ron plans to use the money he earns to update his equipment.

The weapons brought by those novice villages obviously couldn't keep up with the intensity of the mission, and they didn't match the identity of a peerless powerhouse like themselves.

He desperately needed a weapon at his disposal.

So, with plenty of cash, he visited all the weapons shops and blacksmith shops in the royal capital.

The results were very disappointing.

The weapons were all silver-shaped pewter heads.

After Ron's stroke, he felt like he could break it with a snap of his fingers.

How can such a weapon deal with those calamity-level monsters in the forest?

, as he walked around and around, he stopped at the door of a blacksmith shop.

Maybe it's because the bare-chested guy with a bib is also as sharp as Ron.

Ron wasn't a weapon maker, but he was a mercenary with his head pinned to his belt.

The weapon is the guy who was born and died with him, and he is equivalent to a comrade-in-arms.

He doesn't know how to build, but he knows how to choose his companions.

Ron could see that there was something in the blacksmith shop.

The samples hanging on the walls are better than all the shops I've seen.

But this............ Still can't meet his requirements.

Look left and right, up and down.

Ron was still undecided, but reluctant to leave.

Because after this village, there is really no such shop.

The quality of other stores is too poor in comparison.

The blacksmith who was busy with his work was also a proud man.

Seeing Ron come in, he didn't entertain customers, but only hammered the burnt reddened iron.

But Ron's sigh caught his attention.

He began to observe Ron.

, it doesn't matter if you look at it, you will be angry with him directly.

He even tried to pick up a hammer and knock Ron to death.

The way Ron looked at the masterpieces he hung on the walls, it was obvious that he was looking at trash.

He felt that Ron was dressed as a bum, why would he dare to look down on him as a "master foundry".

Although I was angry in my heart, this was the royal capital, and there was nowhere to run after killing someone.

I had to swallow my breath in my stomach.

It's not okay to kill people, it's always okay to be weird and weird.

The haughty blacksmith came up with something to solve the problem so that Ron could retreat.

"Yo, brother, you don't even like these guys, do you?

Out of politeness, Ron didn't dare to agree directly, and

said hesitantly,

"It's not even ... Is there a

better one?" "Hey, don't you just look down on it, if you want it better, it depends on whether you

have the ability to take it!" heard the blacksmith's tone.

Ron felt as if he was playing a game and triggered some hidden plot.

As long as you complete this quest, you can get rare treasures.

Ron's eyes lit up, and he immediately spoke

, "Really? What's the matter, let's say it!"

Hmph~

Hooked, right?The

blacksmith was overjoyed to see Ron bite his bait.

As soon as he got his words out, Ron was going to have to walk away.

"I can customize a weapon for you, but you have to get the materials yourself, this material is not easy to obtain, and people who don't have the ability can't get it!"

Because it was exactly what he thought.

The blacksmith brother is going to build him hidden gear.

"Say it, you're welcome!" "

Pretend to be something, it will scare you!"

Seeing that Ron spoke very calmly, the blacksmith still disdained it in his heart.

He was about to say the name of the material, scaring Ron to death.

"You get me an ironclad lizard, how about I get you a good weapon!"

"It's a !!! word,"

Ron agreed to the blacksmith's request without even half a second of hesitation.

Har????

blacksmith's open mouth did not close for a long time.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Hey, it's an ironclad lizard, didn't you wake up today?"

"What's wrong with the ironclad lizard...." Ron didn't quite understand what the blacksmith was panicking about, although he hadn't

seen or hunted any ironclad lizards.

However, he Ron is a legendary adventurer who has survived countless Calamity-level monsters.

It's just a lizard, he's really not a problem.

The blacksmith looked at Ron's excited expression and sneered

, "Dude, just lie to others, what's the point of lying to yourself! People can't always live in dreams, can't you wake up?"

But instead of getting angry, he answered the blacksmith earnestly.

"Brother, you mean that as long as I get it, you can definitely help me build a weapon, right?"

"Of course, as long as you get it, I can wrestle ♂ with you!"

Ron blushed and said

, "This, that's not necessary, I don't have this hobby." "

Damn, didn't he hear me mocking him?"

"Anyway, I'll get it, just wait for my good news!"

Ron said, raising his cloak and leaving.

Only the blacksmith brother who was still speechless was left.

In the days that followed, the blacksmith brother didn't see Ron again.

He didn't care, because it was expected by him.

Ron is just a braggart.

There are a lot of braggarts, and Ron is not bad.

He continued to hammer and beat every day to refine his craft.

Ron is in the guild to find out about the ironclad lizards.

Whenever the name was mentioned, the other adventurers would always look at him with a psychotic look.

Coupled with his sloppy homeless image, he does look like a psychopath.

Then, he spent some money to figure out what was going on.

It turns out that the ironclad lizard is not a very strong monster.

That is, about level 50.

But it has a very troublesome feature.

That is, it feeds on minerals and its body is covered with a hard metal cuticle.

It's even much harder than the average weapon.

Not to mention that hunting them will not make much profit, and it will also destroy the weapons of the whole team.

It's a loss-making business, and over time few people have the idea of this thing.

Hunting is all about getting materials for weapons, but you can damage your own expensive weapons.

As long as you are in your right mind, you know how to calculate this account.

But Ron is not a normal person, he is a peerless master.

Such a weapon was exactly what he desperately needed.

With his mind set out, Ron set off to the ironclad lizard's habitat.

(Today's third chapter.,The update is complete.,Finally didn't break my promise.,Brothers give me some encouragement!)

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