Hero’s Creed

"Don't joke, there are war space equipment, these armor, yes, I also heard that you have a perfect level of axe and a dagger, how can you not afford a blacksmith?" Jilu did not believe Tang at all. Dunton said, "Please, my salary is very small, as long as you give me a set of armor. M."

"I'm not personally armed, what are you doing with you? Do you want to be a vase?" Downton was angry, and the dwarf was too tangled.

"You lie, not for the purpose of arming your men, what do you do to install steel claws for them?" Giroud was not stupid. He wanted to follow Downton because he felt that in addition to the Warrior suit, Downton should have found other things in the tomb. Advanced suit.

After all, according to conventional thinking, it is inferred that a royal tomb with a suit used by ordinary soldiers such as the "Warrior" must have a hundred-year-old and a thousand-year-old higher-level suit.

Of course, think deeper, there may be no other funerary objects in the tomb? Randomly sell some, Downton's life is probably exhausted.

Giroud is tired of the work of the mine. He came to the human country not for the sake of life, but for training his forging skills and striking towards the higher forging master.

Following a wealthy owner, Giroux may have enough funds to do forging experiments and have more opportunities to forge weapons.

Repair ore picks and iron brazing every day? Giroux didn't want to waste most of his time on these things.

"I think about it, you finish the work first." Downton squeezed his eyebrows and had some headaches. He didn't expect to encounter such a master.

"No, you must give a reply." Giroud pulled Downton, just not to let go, or even threatened, "otherwise I will spread the news that you found the royal tombs."

Hearing this, Downton's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Giroud, and his muscles tightened instantly. He will be slaughtered.

"Uh, don't be impulsive." Downton's eyes fell on him, making Jilu feel like he was being stared at by a fierce beast, and his hair suddenly stood upright, so that he stepped back a few steps and waved his hands again and again, "I'm kidding of."

Homer opens the space for war. Jackson walked out with his battle axe and warrior saber. He also carried a crossbow in his hand and aimed at Giroud's head.

"I'm not malicious, I really want to be your personal blacksmith." Giroud was anxious, sweating and soaking his clothes.

"If you are willing to sign a contract. The master can take you and give you a lot of gold coins for forging." Jackson looked at Giroud with a smile and made suggestions.

The magic book opened, and a contract filled with magic flame words floated out.

"What is written on it?" Giroux couldn't understand it, but of course he didn't dare to sign it.

"Death contract." With Downton's character, he lied and lied, leaving Jackson on the side almost mad.

Jilu shook his hand. There was a bitter smile on his face, and he found himself in big trouble because of his impulsiveness. How could a teenager who could take out the esoteric instruments such as the death contract easily be a simple guy?

"I'm taking the liberty to ask, are you really a civilian?" Giroux wanted to return the contract, but he didn't dare, and glanced at his crossbow pointing at him.

"Nonsense." Downton was depressed. Going a little further, he lowered his voice and asked, "Homer, what should I do now? If this guy talks nonsense, I will definitely have trouble in the future."

"Sign a ten-year contract and accept him." Homer projected text on the pages of the book. "Actually, he was right. You do need a private forge, or even a team. In the future, you will have territory and private arms. . They all need their help."

"Okay, but will ten years be too few?" Downton worried.

"If you still don't get the title of Duke ten years later, you have no territory, and you are afraid to force Borusna's secret, then you can commit suicide." The magic code hates iron and steel, "You are a bit ambitious. ?"

Downton shrugged his shoulders. Indeed, if a person could not be mixed up ten years later, it is estimated that the ancient magical scripture would kill himself.

Homer used Dwarf language this time and wrote a ten-year contract. What Giroud did was to obey Downton unconditionally and keep it secret. If he breached the contract, the force of the contract would punish him with electric shock.

Of course, it stipulates that Downton has no power to restrict Giroud's freedom in life.

"Why do you even speak dwarf language?" Giroud thought it was written by Downton. He was surprised. Looking at Downton, it was like looking at a dragon. "The contract is fair, but is this salary any more?" One point? One hundred gold coins per month, not enough to buy drinks!"

"Are you going to sign?" Downton was annoyed.

"Sign, I sign." Giroud bit his finger and quickly wrote down the name. He knew that if he delays, people will really blow their heads.

"It's not fair. Why should I sell my whole life? And I haven't got a salary yet?" Jackson was unwilling to threaten Giroux fiercely. "I'm imbalanced now and I really want to kill you. What do you say?"

Giroud suddenly kicked Jackson, and then rushed to Downton. "You can rest assured that I am a master forge, absolutely worthy of every copper plate you pay."

Downton covered his eyes helplessly. Why did he find his men so shameless? Do you dare not talk big words? The dragon will blow you to death.

Probably to show the strength to the new boss, Giroud used the best iron materials and the best craftsmanship to forge the steel claws. When welding on the armor arm, almost no seams could be seen.

"The craft is okay." Downton was relieved, satisfied, and the money was not spent.

"Hey, what about the ale you promised?" Giroud swallowed, hungry, and wanted to eat.

"Don't worry, the work hasn't been finished yet." Since all the contracts were signed, Downton didn't worry about the leak, and released another 100 sets of armor. "All steel claws are installed."

"Also?" Giroud was dumbfounded. "I don't think you found the tomb, but the arsenal? But fortunately, fortunately, you didn't take out the bed crossbow, the catapult, or I really doubt it. "

Downton looked, "Can you fix the bed crossbow?"

"Ah? Wouldn't it be true?" Giroud asked, and hurriedly stated, "Of course, we are dwarves. In forging science, we are omnipotent rock hammer dwarves."

"No!" Downton rolled his eyes. He still didn't trust Giroud. Waiting for a while, he might let him fix it. Besides, he doesn't need heavy equipment like a crossbow.

Giroud was disappointed, but thinking that Downton is now a supervisor, maybe he will climb higher in the future, and he will be relieved. This is also an investment.

"Press on the steel claws, and then polish and derust the armor and put on a good maintenance oil." Downton suddenly discovered that a private forge is also good.

"No problem." Although the dwarves love to drink and are often drunk, their professional ethics are not bad. Besides, these jobs are also very simple.

"Oh, can these be repaired?" Downton released several suits worn by the demon servants.

"It's too wasteful." Giroud rushed over and looked at the deformed armor, distressed. "Are you really wearing them to fight? Fortunately, I can repair it, but I can't sell it at a high price."

"Don't talk nonsense, finish as soon as possible." Downton didn't expect unexpected surprises, so he generously, "If I am satisfied, I can reward you with a set."

Giroud immediately patted his chest to ensure.

"You stay here and watch him, if there is any change, just kill it." Downton commanded Jackson loudly, not afraid of Giroud hearing.

"I won't talk nonsense." Giroud's eyes turned to Jackson. "Are you an undead?"

"Master, I don't want to guard the iron stove, it's too hot." Jackson complained.

"The proposal was dismissed." Downton refused. He had to enter the laboratory at night. Instead of letting Jackson idle, it would be better to monitor Giroud.

"I had killed a lot of dark creatures when I ventured into the underground world." Giroud touched his beard and scared Jackson.

The latter's answer was very simple. He put the crossbow directly on his head. "Do you believe me or I will miss?"

"Oh, there is still work to be done." Ji Lucha started off the topic. When he didn't see it, he took the hammer and forged the metal. Such a tough fiend, he couldn't afford it.

Jackson was bored and didn't know what to do.

"No wonder the new boss armed his men with antique armor worth a lot of money. It turned out to be very rich. It is estimated that the full-bodied even the dragon would be greedy." Giroud glanced at Jackson and found that the leather armor on it was also antique. If it's wrong, it's the Centurion's "Hundred Warriors" that are more expensive.

"Adult, are you free at night? I want to invite you for a meal." The steward was already waiting outside, and when he saw Downton walking out of the iron furnace room, he immediately ran over.

"Next time, I'll report the plan to the principal later." Downton didn't want to confuse the governor, so he made an excuse and raised the principal.

"Oh, you are busy." The manager's disappointment was overwhelming.

"Right~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I used some iron..."

"It doesn't matter, you use it, it's'scrap iron'." The manager gave Downton an unspoken smile. If Downton's tenure was too short, he would like to send money.

"I will invite you to dinner at noon tomorrow." Downton changed his mind, and the manager was very interesting. He was about to win over a force, but he couldn't catch the hearts of others.

"No problem, I must be here." Seeing Downton leave, the manager converged and smiled. If he wanted to get mixed in the mine, he had to meet everybody. He didn't know if the boy came here, did he mean Dofenk.

"Starting tomorrow, I want to let the miners who fall to Downton's side eat even a bite." Superintendent Ram looked at the house and looked terrified. "There are also notifications to the kobolds. Dead man, I will carry it."

The men promised loudly that they understood that the full-scale battle had begun, and within two weeks, the annual dark mine fighting game, there would be many big men coming. If Downton could not be solved, there would be trouble. Ram is going to die, and everyone will be unlucky. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (an) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please visit an.) 9