C10 A Dwarf Blacksmith

When Ghana heard Wenyu say that he could also learn that skill, a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ghana shook his head and replied, "I am not a Lightning Mage. When we go back, let the old master find someone to take it off for him."

Wenyu nodded and turned to look at the slave that made his soul tremble. This slave was slightly shorter than Wenyu. His messy black hair was coiled into the shape of a bird's nest on top of his head, mixed with some grass. His facial features were quite handsome. Unfortunately, there was already a lot of dust piled up, so dark that his skin color could not be seen clearly. His clothes were even more slovenly. The beggars on the street wore better clothes than him.

Ghana also started to size up this slave. When he saw the messy black hair, he couldn't help but frown and thought to himself, why would there be a person with black hair in Magic Continent? Could it be that he is from Devil Clan? If it was Devil Clan, how could he be a slave? He should have been killed a long time ago!"

After looking up and down, Wenyu asked gently, "What's your name?"

"Where is your home?"

"How old are you? "

"You... "

Wenyu asked a few questions, but the man did not respond. He just stared at the end of the road.

"Young master, he might be stimulated. He should be fine after resting for a while." Ghana explained.

"En," Wenyu replied. He handed the controller in his hand to Ghana and said, "It's not convenient to bring him to see the Dwarf. You tell me where the Dwarf lives, and I'll go alone."

"No!" Ghana interrupted Wenyu's words, "I don't trust you to go alone. Besides, if I go back alone, it will be hard to explain to the old master. Let's go back together. It's not too late to go to the Dwarf tomorrow!"

"I have made up my mind. You don't have to persuade me anymore!" Wenyu's attitude was also very firm. Seeing that Ghana still did not agree, Wenyu's face turned cold and said, "I am the young master. Now I order you to take him back. Do you want to listen?"

"Young master, this is not the time to throw a tantrum." Ghana replied with a bitter smile.

Wenyu did not have any intention of giving in. His face was still cold. "Do you want to listen or not? Give me an answer."

"Ghana sighed. "Young master, you can do whatever you want."

"Ghana's depressed look made Wenyu laugh. He held Ghana's hand and said coquettishly, "Grandpa Ghana, I am an adult now. I will take care of myself. I used to live under your wings. Now I want to fly. Are you going to wrap me in bedding for the rest of my life? "

"You brat." Ghana rolled his eyes at Wenyu and smiled. "Your little mouth is getting better and better at talking! If you want to fly, then let go of everything and let grandpa see how high you can fly! "

"I will fly very high!" Wenyu looked at the blue sky and murmured, "To the height where no one dares to hurt my family!"

Holding two jars of wine that were twice the size of his head, he put in a lot of effort. Wenyu finally found the Dwarf Blacksmith Shop that Ghana mentioned in an inconspicuous corner.

"Dang, dang, dang!" Wenyu knocked on the tightly shut wooden door a few times and asked respectfully, "Is the noble dwarf master here? I have something to ask of you!"

“...”

Wenyu shouted dozens of times, but there was no sound at all. In a fit of anger, he didn't care if the Dwarf would be provoked or not. He didn't care if there was anyone inside. He kicked open the wooden door and scolded unhappily. "Which old bastard is inside? How dare he not open the door for Young Master!?"

Wenyu was just about to walk in when a "big meatball" suddenly appeared in front of him, followed by ear-piercing curses.

"Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Get out of here right now!"

Wenyu dug out his ears, which were buzzing due to the shock. He did not care how the "big meatball" cried out. He looked at the big meatball that was jumping up and down.

"Chi!" After looking at it for a while, Wenyu could not help laughing because he found that the Dwarf in front of him was almost the same as the dwarf on Earth. The only difference was that the muscles on his arms and legs were very developed, making his body look like a meatball.

Hearing Wenyu's laughter, the Dwarf became even more furious and roared: "Didn't you hear me telling you to get lost?! How dare you look down on the great Master Evandeka, you little brat, do you not want to live anymore?!"

Wenyu pretended not to hear anything. He walked around the Dwarf in front of him and walked inside. He then sat down on the ground. He removed the mud on the wine jar and said with a smile, "Old man, don't be angry anymore. Come and drink with the young master! Someone sent you wine. You should be happy! "

Evandeka had never seen such a shameless person before. What surprised him even more was that the other party was only a fourteen or fifteen year old child who had yet to fully grow his hair.

"Wah!" Wenyu frowned and drank a mouthful of strong liquor. He said comfortably, "What a spicy liquor! It is delicious!" After saying that, he took a few big gulps.

The strong fragrance of the wine made Evandeka swallow his saliva. He took two steps to Wenyu and raised another jar of wine to drink.

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't be able to hold it in!" Wenyu laughed proudly. He took the opportunity while Evandeka was drinking to size up this small blacksmith shop. The room was very messy. There were scattered weapons and some unknown materials scattered on the floor. The only table was also filled with messy things.

"Kid, what's your name?" Evandeka wiped the remaining wine stains on his beard and asked with a smile.

"Wenyu Cage, old man, what's your name?" Wenyu replied with a question.

"Evandeka Noah, the great Dwarf maker!" Evandeka raised his head and replied, "Cage? What is your relationship with Blaine Cage?"

"He is my grandfather!" Wenyu replied.

"Oh." Evandeka was not surprised at all. "Kid, you humans have a saying that goes' never come to a temple for no reason '. Tell me, what kind of weapon do you want? For the sake of that bastard Blaine, I'll make an exception today. "

Wenyu wasn't in a hurry to answer Evandeka. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Why should I give my grandfather face? I am the one who invited you to drink!"

"Do you think that the great Evandeka needs your stinky wine?"

Wenyu shook the wine jar in his hand and murmured, "I haven't finished this jar of wine yet. Since you don't like it, throw it away! "

Evandeka snatched the wine jar from Wenyu's hand and drank fiercely again. He didn't stop until the entire jar of wine entered his stomach. "Kid, for your sake, the great Evandeka will make an exception once. Now, you can tell me what kind of weapon you want."

Wenyu nodded happily and said, "I originally did not want to disturb you, old man. But after going around all the shops in the Imperial City, I still did not find the weapon I needed. So I could only trouble the greatest Dwarf forging master, Evandeka!"

"Haha, then you're right to come!" Evandeka waved his thick arms and said proudly, "I am the great Evandeka, I can make any kind of weapon!"

"Don't exaggerate. It's not too late to finish reading my drawing!" Wenyu had already understood Evandeka's temper and deliberately provoked him.

"Humph!" Evandeka snorted discontentedly and said, "Kid, just draw as much as you want. Even if you draw a ghost, I can still beat it out for you!"