TTW Chapter 131: Old Blacksmith

The airship continued to move, and Lambert also boarded the ship, becoming Barnac's little follower.

Argenta seemed to have been lonely for too long and was very fond of the two dogs named 'Little Sword' and 'Little Shield,' often holding them while watching the sunrise and sunset.

It was only during these times that Lin Yi had the opportunity to strike up a conversation.

Argenta was indeed hard to flirt with, but Lin Yi was not in a hurry. After all, in the original work, he realized that Sister Ta was a definite brother complex.

She seemed not to care about anything except her brother.

The red sun slowly rose, breaking the darkness.

Everyone had a good rest and gathered on the deck early in the morning. As Lin Yi came to the deck, he indeed saw Argenta holding the fluffy 'Little Shield,' gazing into the distance.

"It's so beautiful," Argenta murmured.

The sky was filled with clouds like silk, and far-off mountains converged. At the end of the horizon, one could faintly see a magnificent and majestic capital standing on a hill.

That was the Human Capital.

As they approached the human capital, Lin Yi saw a bustling scene—tall buildings and a busy flow of people, all of which showed its vitality. But probably only Lin Yi knew that behind all this lay a great danger.

Not just the threat of monsters, but the capital's internal affairs were also fraught with danger.

The airship did not enter the capital directly; there were strict no-fly standards in the sky above the Human Kingdom. The airship was parked in the wilderness, and everyone walked into the capital.

As soon as they entered the capital, Lambert took the initiative to ask.

"Lin Yi, we're planning to visit the king first. After all, his support is essential for this alliance."

Lambert's meaning was clear, asking if Lin Yi wanted to go along.

"Forget it, I don't like dealing with big shots," Lin Yi shook his head.

Lambert did not insist. The king's reputation was indeed not good, and he himself was well aware of the king's character.

Sighing, he left with Argenta.

As soon as they left, Barnac grabbed Lin Yi's shoulder, grinning like he was up to no good.

"Brother Lin, let me tell you, the Black Dragon is not like the Monster King. What's most important before fighting the Black Dragon is armament. Only by being fully armed can we increase our chances."

"So?"

Lin Yi glanced at him.

"I know an old blacksmith. Fair prices and unmatched skills. Everyone who has used his weapons says they're good."

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow. Had the sun risen from the west? Barnac was actually advertising for the old blacksmith.

But Lin Yi was indeed a bit interested in this blacksmith.

"Let's go take a look then."

"Great, let me lead the way." Barnac rubbed his hands together excitedly and quickly walked ahead.

Lin Yi looked at Lambert, who didn't know what to do. He had a good impression of this young man—brave, kind-hearted, and no malice.

Plus... Lin Yi chuckled to himself, with him around, Lambert's elf wife was out of the question.

Perhaps it was a sense of guilt.

Lin Yi patted Lambert's head.

"Come along, if you plan to follow us, what's with the wooden sword?"

Lambert's eyes lit up, and he followed excitedly.

The legendary ranger had actually considered him a companion.

"Blacksmithing, greatsword 10 gold coins, large shield 10 gold coins, armor 10 gold coins, package deal 30 gold coins." As soon as Lin Yi walked into the blacksmith shop, he heard the old blacksmith's cries. What caught his eye was the hat that covered the blacksmith's eyes and his disproportionately sized body. With that hammer in hand, he looked very much like a dwarf from other fantasy stories.

"Uncle, I've brought you a big customer." Barnac walked up and patted Lin Yi on the back.

"What do you want?" The blacksmith lifted his head slightly without showing his eyes, glanced at Lin Yi, and asked.

"Uncle, what kinds of swords do you have here?" Lin Yi looked curiously at the blacksmith. In the original story, the sword he made for Lambert could cut a heavily armored monster in half and break through a Black Dragon's scales. He wondered if that sword was the blacksmith's masterpiece.

"I have three types of weapons here. The first type is like what he's using, 10 gold coins each. They are sharp and hard but have no other uses." The blacksmith pointed at Barnac as he spoke.

"What! Old Man, was the sword you gave me before not the best?" Barnac became upset before the blacksmith could finish, almost sticking his face in front of the blacksmith.

The blacksmith ignored Barnac's outburst, shaking his head and saying, "You always haggle with me for half a day over a 10 gold coin sword. You get what you pay for."

He continued, "The second type is a sword engraved with magical patterns. First, it's forged with magical materials and the best materials, then engraved. The patterns have various effects, making the weapon harder or lighter..."

"As for the last type, it's at the level of artifacts. I've never made a sword of that level myself. Legend has it that a long time ago, in the era when dragons ruled, a warrior slew a dragon to obtain a gem and used the power of that gem to create an artifact."

The blacksmith spoke with a tone full of longing. After all, crafting an artifact is the highest honor for a blacksmith.

Lambert fantasized, extremely excited, "We're going to fight the Black Dragon, right? How about we use its gem to make an artifact?"

"Haha, good idea, how much would an artifact be worth?" Barnac nodded repeatedly; to him, everything equated to money.

Lin Yi smiled helplessly. This guy is so optimistic, acting as if the Black Dragon's gem was already in their possession.

"Master, make a sword for this kid."

Lin Yi patted Lambert on the head, pushing him forward toward the blacksmith.

The blacksmith looked up for a moment, then lowered his head to continue hammering a sword blank, saying, "To custom-make a good sword for him, it will cost at least fifty gold coins."

"My goodness, fifty gold coins, that's a lot of money." Barnac stretched out five fingers, swallowing hard, looking anxious.

"You'll also have to give me an additional five gold coins."

The blacksmith continued, "I made a deal with Barnac. If he introduces a customer to me, I'll give him a 10% commission. These five gold coins are his reward."

"Hey, you old man, why are you selling me out?" 

Barnac became anxious but noticed Lambert's gaze and touched his head awkwardly, smiling.

"Can't I just not take it?"

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