the end of the heavens

"That's a long story"

Russell didn't hide the situation at the time, and told Hephaestus all the insights he had gained by the way.

Just as he once promised Hephaestus, if someone stands in front of him and asks for the inheritance of knowledge, he will never hesitate to keep it private.

Of course, this is for Hephaestus, and it would be too much for someone else.

Hephaestus nodded again and again, and while communicating with Russell, he tried to mobilize the authority of Vulcan to create his own battle suit.

The effect was mediocre, but for some unknown reason, he tried several times to no avail, so he couldn't help but cast a wronged look at Russell.

"Don't look at me like that. I've said everything I need to say. Don't look at me. I'm about to throw up."

Being stared at by a two-meter-tall, bushy-haired man with big shiny eyes and pouting, Russell's scalp tingled with horror.

"Maybe this is the so-called luck!"

Hephaestus sighed, envious of Russell, and sad that he didn't have enough opportunities.

"luck"

Russell flat-mouthed, did not comment on this, changed the subject and said: "We continue to teach and learn. There are still many things I don't understand about forging."

The more you learn, the more you don't know.

He received a master-level evaluation, purely due to his strong hands-on ability, and there are many gaps in theoretical knowledge, and he still needs a wave of charging.

Hephaestus is the god of forging, and Russell thought about having a large number of missions, and an experience point bonus for leveling up.

"Russell, don't make fun of me."

Hephaestus showed shame: "Looking at your forging skills, I know that your skills have reached the peak, and I can't teach you anything even if I want to."

That's your craft, not mine.

Russell sighed in his heart, with a low-key expression on his face: "It's nothing, the previous time was luck, and it can't represent my true level. Besides, it's a pleasure communicating with you, and I still want to learn more."

"No problem, just take it as a thank you for telling me your insights."

Hephaestus stopped talking, took out the forging materials from the magma, and forged large and small objects one after another, either by doing it himself plus oral experience, or letting Russell practice it, and he pointed out the mistakes beside him.

There are almost no mistakes. Russell is already a master. He has a very keen intuition in forging. Although he doesn't understand the principle, he drops the hammer according to his feeling and never misses every critical step.

The two of them taught one by one and learned by the other, and another seven or eight days passed quickly.

Hephaestus deserves the title of God of Forging, not only because of his authority, but also because he is extremely talented and loves forging, and he has summed up countless skills through exploration.

Russell learns humbly, while squeezing Hephaestus dry, while absorbing the knowledge he imparted like SpongeBob SquarePants.

"Don't worry, I'll just attack you, I promise, I won't flirt with Aphrodite when I return to the mountain."

"You promised not to mention her again, and you also promised before."

"This time I'm serious!"

铛

Hephaestus dropped the hammer, but he didn't grasp the strength properly, and smashed the shield embryo in front of him, and went back to the furnace with a speechless face to reshape.

Hephaestus has a lot of knowledge on forging, and it will take him many years to learn all of them. Even if Russell has a master-level evaluation, he only specializes in weapons and armor.

For the rest, such as metal ornaments, temples, and mountains, he lacked interest, and he simply learned some for appearance, so he didn't study further.

"Do you still want to learn pottery?"

"Yes, it's just squeezing mud."

"That's not called pinching mud"

Hephaestus, with a long face, took Russell out of the forging room and went to another workshop of his own.

In addition to forging, he knows a little bit about carpentry, sculpture, pottery, etc., and the hollowed out workshops in the main hall in the mountain are the best proof.

"Let me tell you first, apart from forging, I only know a little about other art fields. If you learn from me, you won't be able to learn the essence."

Hephaestus said with emotion: "In comparison, Prometheus is proficient in everything. Athena's painting, sculpture, gardening, pottery, etc. are no worse than me."

"Then why did you make Pandora out of clay instead of Athena?"

"That's why you want to learn pottery?" Hephaestus suddenly realized.

"No, if I really want to come out as an individual, I have a lot of ways. It's just that I am fascinated by kneading and want to make some gadgets for viewing."

Russell is obsessed with his rivals, and there are still several empty walls in the house, so he wants to make some wives to enrich himself.

"Whatever you say, I'll teach you."

Hephaestus shook his head, Russell really wanted to pinch Pandora, but he didn't care.

Besides, in his opinion, Russell has a way to want a woman, there is no need to make a fake out of mud.

The two were talking, and when they came to the workshop where Hephaestus made pottery, they saw the door was open and there was constant movement inside.

"Oops, someone sneaked in!"

Hephaestus looked shocked, wondering which thief was so bold that he dared to break into his hall.

He rushed in quickly, focusing on a few targets in his mind, the most likely being Hermes, who came and went like the wind, and was proficient at picking doors and locks. It was not difficult to break into his hall with many traps.

Hephaestus didn't like Hermes for various reasons. The most important one was that Hermes had an affair with his wife.

"Hey, why are you?"

Hephaestus walked into the hall, looked at Ai's face covered in mud, and immediately uttered a voice of surprise, looking back to Russell for an answer.

Russell knew it was Ai'o when he turned on telepathy, and the reason why he didn't make a sound was because he was a little embarrassed.

The two elders studied blacksmithing, and threw a flower-like beauty in a corner, and left her alone for nearly 20 days, letting her fend for herself, even forgetting that such a person was there.

Rumor has it that Russell can't afford to lose this man.

Aio:

Ai'e didn't speak, just looked at the two gay guys like this, full of grievances and didn't know who to confide in.

Since she was brought into the Vulcan Palace by Russell, she has become a transparent person. No one cares about her, but fortunately, the third-rate god is also a god. If she were an ordinary person, she would have died of eating dirt.

During this period, Ai'o also thought about leaving, but the stone gate of the main hall was so strong that she couldn't leave without Hephaestus' permission.