I'm really not an NPC

Chapter 12 The Old Drunkard Changes His Attitude!

Fakes are fakes after all.

No matter how much you lie, it won't help.

The forging speed of Quinn who is not strong enough is very slow.

It took a full two hours to barely punch out the sword embryo.

Seeing him clumsily cooling down the sword embryo, John began to doubt in his heart.

This kid is so clumsy, can he really forge five iron swords in a row?
Zizizizi!

After cooling down, the sword embryo officially solidified.

Quinn fished it out, inspected it, and handed it to John nervously, saying, "Master, I built it..."

"Yeah." John took it expressionlessly and inspected it carefully.

Quinn's heart tensed up to his throat.

However, after noticing that John looked more and more carefully, he felt hopeful.

Hey, Master John doesn't seem to see the way?
If he could see it, wouldn't he have scolded me long ago?
next moment.

The sound of "clang" sounded, and the sword embryo fell to the ground. Before Quinn understood the situation, what he saw was John's angry face: "Well, you pig! You still lie!"

"I do not have……"

Quinn was scared to death, and retreated hastily.

"Not yet? Do you really think I'm blind! The thing you made is so defective! It's not at the same level as the five on the ground, and even the most humble sword waiter probably wouldn't buy it! How dare you say five!" You made the sword embryo?"

The more John talked, the angrier he became, and he simply grabbed Quinn.

"Master John, no!"

Quinn shook his head desperately and yelled hastily.

Unfortunately, John's iron fist cannot be avoided by begging for mercy.

Bang bang bang!
After three punches in a row, the Quinn was stunned and his head was about to explode.

Beside, Li En looked at this scene, feeling a little cold in his heart.

Is this how I usually get beaten up by old drunks?

pat!

I don't know how long it took.

After venting his anger, John threw Quinn to the ground.

The latter was like a dead dog, panting motionlessly on the ground, his face full of tears.

"Hmph! This is the price of lying! In addition, all your salary for this month will be deducted!"

John dropped this sentence, ignored Quinn, and looked at Li En, very complicated.

Since this sword embryo was not made by Quinn, who would have made it?
Isn't the answer obvious!

"I can't think of it! This idiot actually still has this ability? But wasn't he in the past so clumsy that he was going to die? Could it be that his brain suddenly opened up?"

John was puzzled, but with a cautious mind, he said coldly: "I won't believe you just because Quinn is a fool. Maybe you found someone else to forge this sword embryo?"

"Master John, I understand what you mean!"

Li En nodded slightly, came to the fire, and said seriously: "So, you will believe me when I forge a sword embryo?"

"Of course, but the level is still similar to these five handles." John said without thinking.

"it is good!"

Li En promised to start building.

Real masters are never good at blowing.

Li En was too lazy to brag.

With the blessing of elementary forging, his technique and efficiency are quite astonishing.

It only took four to ten minutes for him to forge the sword embryo.

Afterwards, John took the formed sword embryo, looked at it once and widened his eyes.

God, is it really the masterpiece of this idiot?

There is no doubt that the level of this freshly baked sword embryo is extremely high, almost catching up with him.

John was sure that if these few sword embryos were continued to be processed and sold in Heilang City, he was afraid that poor swordsmen would come and snatch them up.

After all, the quality of these six sword embryos is far higher than ordinary weapons on the market.

When did this kid become so powerful?

John looked at Li En in surprise.

As a bystander and as an expert, he naturally saw how excellent Li En's forging level was just now.

Not to mention anything else, as far as the basic skills are concerned, John feels that he may be at this level, or even close to it.

Of course, the strength of a blacksmith cannot be measured only by basic skills.

John has forged two purple weapons in his life.

At his level, the blacksmith shop in Black Wolf City is also at the master level.

"Ahem." John cleared his throat, and said in a complicated way, "Li En, how did you do it?"

A fool suddenly became so good.

Even the biographies of rangers would not dare to write this kind of story.

Simply strange.

Li En bent down and showed a humble posture: "Master John, considering my stupidity, I will work harder on my studies. Whenever night falls and you fall asleep, I will quietly forge in the iron room to temper myself..."

"and many more."

In the middle of the conversation, John waved his hand and interrupted: "This pig, Quinn, is forging iron in the middle of the night, and you are also forging iron in the middle of the night, but there is only one forging furnace here. So, who is telling the truth?"

Li En didn't speak, but smiled humbly.

John understood what he meant, and looked angrily at Quinn on the ground, "Pig! Damn liar!"

Stepping on it, Quinn screamed "Ah", curled up like a shrimp.

After playing Quinn a lesson, John looked at Li En with a complicated face, "Idiot, you really impressed me today. But have you forgotten that you don't have the authority to transfer the materials in the blacksmith's room?"

The implication is that.

You can strike iron.

But playing so many shots, using so many materials, without my permission, is it justified?

Li En panicked immediately.

isn't it?
Could this dead alcoholic be insane?

I have helped you build so many weapons, and I have worked for you for a few more days, and you still want to repay the blame with virtue?
Fortunately, it was just that he was overthinking it.

John didn't drink, so he wasn't crazy.

He cleared his throat and said: "However, considering that you young people are at an enthusiastic and studious age group, this violation can still be forgiven. Besides, since your skills have matured, you will no longer be an apprentice in the future. You will be an apprentice in the future. Now that you are officially a blacksmith, you can also control the materials in the blacksmith workshop as you like. Also, do you have any requirements for salary?"

Hearing this, Li En was overjoyed.

Although the system has determined that he belongs to the blacksmith.

However, he was somewhat proud to hear the approval from John's mouth.

After all, the old drunk had only cursed and humiliated them in the past.

Now he actually praised and approved it once.

How can you not be happy?
After the excitement, Li En began to consider the issue of salary.

This alcoholic has a lot of problems, but the advantage is that he is more honest.

If I have enough skills, I will recognize myself and plan to pay a formal salary.

"Master John, I don't know much about the market, so how much salary do you think I can earn in the city?"

Li En thought that since John planned to pay him, then he would definitely not be killing people against his conscience, would he?

John thought for a while and said, "You can make a living at the blacksmith's shop in the city, and your monthly salary is around seven to eight silver coins. But I'm in a town, so the income is naturally not comparable to that in the city. I'll give you six and a half silver coins a month."

Li En thought about it carefully. It is good that Black Wolf City pays well, but now his level is only one level.

If I remember correctly, in the game, places like Black Wolf City seem to be used by big bosses after changing jobs?

Right now, I'm still a novice, so it's better to hang out in a novice village like Sunflower Town for the time being.

So he nodded and said, "Thank you, Master John!"

John nodded in satisfaction. On the ground, Quinn heard this, and he was already in a bad mood.

The idiot who used to be a dog leg under my command has become an official blacksmith?
His salary or 21 times mine?
What the hell is this!
"Drip, the task is completed, and the experience value is 50..."

After getting John's approval, the prompt sound of task completion also sounded.

Li En was in a good mood, and he didn't rush to add points, but said: "Master John, can I continue to forge weapons in the blacksmith workshop in the future?"

John gave a rare smile, "Of course, if you like, the more weapons the better!"

He has been busy drinking recently, and the efficiency of making weapons is not as good as before. If Li En can be more diligent every day and make more weapons, John basically only needs to be responsible for selling goods in the city, which will be much easier.

Thinking of this, the more John looked at Li En, the more pleasing it was to his eyes.

Noticing John's unusually "kind" gaze, Li En felt proud.

This alcoholic NPC was conquered by me so quickly?

Sure enough, the proper fate of the protagonist!

(End of this chapter)