Zongman: Danmachi, Three Skills At The Beginning

Since finding his way early that morning, Flon has been racing by leaps and bounds.

Open your eyes every morning, come to the courtyard to practice with Aisi for an hour, and then wash up and enjoy a happy breakfast with your partners.

Then in the morning, I went to the forging workshop in the Northeast District, and used the remaining materials to build equipment to temper my rapidly improving skills.

For lunch, I bought some snacks from the mobile vendors to fill my stomach, and then returned to the resident magic workshop to develop and manufacture magic props. In the evening, I went to the tavern to have a drink. The small life became more and more comfortable day by day.

Among them, you can occasionally meet Welf who complains because the equipment is placed in the corner; the goddess Hestia and Jian Yulei who work in the potato ball vendor, or chatting with the rich mistress the fairy lady daily.

The daily life may seem monotonous to outsiders, but he enjoys it.

Not only made money, but also learned knowledge and skills, and enhanced the ability value. This is not buy one get one free, it is completely three birds with one shot.

Tower of Babel facilities, besides the gold exchange, there are also many commercial streets.

The shops on each floor sell goods around adventurers, such as weapons, such as equipment, such as props, such as medicines.

[Heffy 26 Storrs] This signboard naturally occupies a place in the luxurious high-end equipment area, no, it is the king occupying the center.

The entire floor is a shop belonging to 【Faith】.

After sublimating his skills, Flon is no longer satisfied with selling some novice equipment in small troubles, he has already passed the period of practicing hands.

Carrying a rectangular long box specially designed for blacksmiths, he came to the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel.

"The treatment of senior blacksmiths is really different from that of general blacksmiths."

Ordinary blacksmiths can only be placed in a small shop similar to a "convenience store" for equipment and weapons, and they may be placed in a corner for you, so that your work may not be bought for months or years.

And what about the senior blacksmith? Look at the decoration of the shop, and look at the prices on the window.

Even Flon couldn't help but sigh.

"If you can comprehend "Forging", you have made it through. It's not easy for everyone. "

Think about it, there are so many adventurers in Olalie, more than half of them are Lv.1, and those who can reach Lv.2 are all geniuses.

Then........ At Lv.2, they have to comprehend "Blacksmithing", and the number of people is even smaller.

Basically, it is monopolized by the two families of [He Faith] and [Gubenius].

Such harsh conditions have caused the price of weapons and equipment from superior blacksmiths to skyrocket.

Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of fare are simply not something low-level adventurers can afford.

Perhaps it should be said that the better the weapon, the more expensive it is to maintain. Even if you save up enough gold coins to buy a weapon worth tens of millions of mana, you cannot afford the loss in subsequent battles. This is what the saying goes: If you can afford it, you may not be able to afford it.

This form also makes the blacksmith industry present a pyramid structure.

Glancing at the sign in front of the door, Flon pushed the door open and walked in.

"Welcome, guest! May I ask what you need~"

The Kanban lady who was walking towards her was not tall, but her curves made her smell exaggerated. Her black ponytails kept dangling along with her smiling face.

Goddess, Hestia.

Flon also didn't expect such a coincidence that he ran into a little man who was doing double division of labor to pay off his debts.

"Goddess, hello Hestia."

Even knowing the nature of this pillar of god, Flon didn't overdo it, but bowed respectfully.

This is respect for the gods, and it also shows the etiquette and upbringing of the two generations.

"You are?"

Seeing Flon being so polite, Hestia blinked, wondering who the other party was.

Flon straightened and smiled.

"Flon, Flon Algon. A blacksmith, of the Loki Familia.

The left side maintains a light smile, and the right side has a stiff smile.

"The Loloki family actually has a blacksmith??? That deadly enemy!!!"

Flon was deaf and heard nothing.

The relationship between gods and gods should be ignored, especially between goddesses.

A war between a woman and a woman is scary enough, let alone between a goddess and a goddess. Reminisce a little about the crusade against the Goddess of Beauty vs. the Goddess of Beauty. do not have.

Coupled with knowing the relationship between Loki and the dwarf god, he will not feel uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay. Mr. Flon from the Loki family, do you want to consign equipment to sell here!?"

Finally back to the topic, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, the goddess Hestia. You also know that our family is completely clean in terms of business, and I still have a little confidence in the weapons I made, so I come here

up.

"I understand, Mr. Flon. Then take out the equipment you want to consign, and I'll find an appraiser to appraise it for you."

"Then I will trouble you."

When the little dwarf god trotted into the backstage of the store with his twin tails swung, Flon's eyes wandered over the window.

"30 million mana, a one-handed sword armed with the second level..."

"Fifty-five million Farleys [Second Class Armed Large..."

"25,000,000 mana, the dagger armed with the second rank..."

Every time he looked at one piece, Flon's brows twitched involuntarily.

Not to mention the cost of materials, even if the processing fee only accounts for one-third, that is a sky-high price.

But, as a blacksmith, it seems that he earns a lot, but he also consumes a lot.

The money earned is basically reinvested in buying materials and then improving skills.

No matter what field it is, it is always going against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, let alone a profession like blacksmith that requires so much proficiency.

"Hey?"

Flon, who just turned his attention to another window, found a figure behind the glass, that is, outside the shop.

"Brother Flon?"

"Cranel? And... Aegina?"

At the door, the white-haired boy stuttered and introduced Flon to Miss Aegina.

"This, this is...Fer."

"I know, Bell-kun. He is Flon Algon, an adventurer of the Loki family, Lv. 4 (Oh, Chuke Balrog), and he is a well-known adventurer even in the city."

Before Bell could finish speaking, Aegina spoke out Flon's information first.

"【Balrog】? Brother Flon is the Balrog? That Lv.2 singled out the Lv.5 floor master and wiped out the "Monster Feast" Balrog?"

This Nima title is too middle school. Touching his nose in embarrassment, Flon raised his hand to interrupt Bell's yelling.

"Hey, Cranel. Don't mention that nickname again, okay?"

"Ah? I think it's very handsome, [Blaze Demon] hey? It's too cool. If I can get the title in the future, I must ask Lord God to get me a [Flame Dragon Knight]!"

The 14-year-old boy is still at the age of the hardest-hit area of ​​the second disease.

"Huh? Bell?"

"Huh? Lord God?"

"Huh? Half-elf, woman??"

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