Artificer Adventure Guide

"It seems that this group of people are adventurers with a bottom line."

Karl's tense body relaxed a little after stirring the firewood in the fire pit with a branch.

Chatting with a group of adventurers whose background he didn't know made him a little nervous, fearing that these people would attack and hurt people in the next sentence.

"I see you are quite calm and composed. By the way, how far is it from here to Khorvaire?"

Moving to Carl's side, Hope looked at the nautical chart spread out on Carl's knees and asked curiously.

"According to the introduction of the dwarf warrior named Thorin just now, we should be on the islands in the west of the Thunder Sea, probably here, and if we want to return to Khorvaire, we still need to go this far."

Finding on the nautical chart with his fingers, Karl looked at the distance on the chart, which was only the size of a palm, and felt a little worried.

This palm-sized place may take them two or three weeks to walk in actual distance, and that's it, and everything is going well.

"Then we still have to go for a long time, right? There's not much food left from the dungeon. Let's go to the sea with our underwater breathing caps to catch some seafood later?"

During the three-day voyage, the two often encountered schools of fish. In order to find something to do, they occasionally caught some sea fish to try.

But according to the current situation, it is indeed urgent to replenish food again.

"Vitamins can be supplemented by red wine produced by the alchemy pot, and protein can be obtained from sea fish. Hmm~, carbohydrates are not easy to solve."

Counting on his fingers, Carl planned the future menu.

After a while, the five-member adventure group came out of the woods.

"Little brother, I remember you said you were a strange mechanic just now? We need your help with something."

Carrying two axes that were already a little worn out, the half-orc ranger came over with an embarrassed look.

"Do you want to upgrade the axes? No problem, do you have extra metal materials?"

If it were in a peaceful area, Carl would charge at least 500 gold coins for repairs, but this is on an island, so it's free this time.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get it for you right away, Thorin! Help them."

While instructing the dwarf warrior, the half-orc ranger ran back to their ship quickly, and then ran back with some metal ingots.

Those metal ingots were neither mixed with refined gold nor mithril, but they were already pretty good among ordinary materials.

Taking out the rune stone from the dimensional bag, Carl built a heating furnace on the spot, and then used the ability of the mechanic to materialize a processing lathe and a forging hammer on the spot.

In order to reassure Carl and Hope, the other members of the adventure group all returned to their ships.

As dwarves, Thorin and Carl quickly processed the metal ingots. While Carl was asking about the origins of the two weapons, he appropriately modified the design drawings of the weapons.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome..."

Seeing that Carl actually used magic tricks to draw the design drawings on the ground, Thorin wiped the sweat from his forehead and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Although his forging skills were average, it could be seen that Carl designed it very carefully.

The dwarves have always been straightforward, even though they have opened banks all over the continent, they still maintain this temper.

Carl designed the weapons without any perfunctory attitude, which made Thorin quite at a loss.

In fact, they originally just wanted to repair the weapons of the halfling barbarian, and they really didn't want to be cheap.

The forging lasted from early morning to afternoon. When the adventurers found some coconuts and sea fish from nearby to reward them, the original worn-out axe had disappeared, replaced by two... chainsaws.

"I heard that your barbarian is from the Tarantar Plains, and he is a barbarian on the path of totem warriors. These two weapons can allow him to use the power of the totem to operate during his rage. Let's try it?"

Unlike the background in the game "Baldur's Gate 3", the halflings in the world of Eberron are still in the tribal period.

Although the medical dragon pattern and the hospitality dragon pattern in the twelve dragon pattern families are from halflings, they still live a relatively primitive life in the Tarantar Plains where they are.

The Taranta halflings believe in the spirit of nature, so most of the barbarians there will embark on the path of totem warriors.

Coincidentally, as an Eruden, Carl also studied the spirit.

For friendly purposes, he gave the other party's weapon an all-round upgrade.

"This, this, give it to me?"

Pointing at his nose in disbelief, the smile on the halfling's face could not be suppressed.

Which adventurer would not like high-quality weapons?

Especially this kind of killer weapon that ordinary people would get cramps in their calves at a glance.

"Of course! Come and try it."

Taking the two chainsaws, the halfling held them in his hands, and the magic pattern on the handle flashed as he held it.

"Hu~"

Taking a deep breath, the halfling turned on the rage, and the phantom of the spirit in the shape of a giant bear appeared behind him, and the two chainsaws in his hands started to work with a "hum".

With this force, he swung the chainsaw and chopped down the tree in the distance.

The various bonuses brought by the bear's spirit made the halflings' strength no less than those of other races that were known for their strength. With a "swish", a tree that an adult could barely hug was cut in half.

The Orc Ranger and other adventurers stepped back subconsciously, as if they were a little scared of the two chainsaws.

"What a good thing!"

The halfling exclaimed in surprise, and he stopped being furious, his face full of joy.

"Brother Carl, this, this, this, this is too expensive. You just need to repair the two axes a little bit."

Carl's honest attitude won the favor of all the adventurers.

The Orc Ranger immediately found the female wanderer and asked her to bring two bags of food back from the ship for Carl and the others.

"Most of the money we have has been sent back home, and there is nothing valuable to give you. Thorin said that you are worried about food. Take these food, don't complain about it."

Friendship, there must be give and take.

In just one day, Carl and this adventure group have almost become one.

However, there is no banquet that will not end. After dinner, everyone left the island.

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"Well, now we have food, we can at least last a month at sea, huh? Why are you looking at me like that?"

After re-raising the anchor and moving forward, Carl had just adjusted the rudder and sails when he saw Hope looking at him angrily.

"I want one too!"

With his hands on his waist, Hope stared at Carl motionlessly, his tone firm.

Obviously, the halfling was not the only one who was attracted to the chainsaw.

"Ah? You want to use the chainsaw too?"

Carl shuddered as he imagined the 3-meter-tall Hope chopping around with two flaming chainsaws. He felt the hair on his back stand up.