Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 38 38. Blacksmith’s Apprentice

Lan En touched his chin and nodded.

He didn't know much about this kind of high-end blacksmith shop, but he really didn't feel any problem just listening to this set of procedures.

The dwarf in front of me used stress when referring to his status as "chief apprentice". He seemed to be very proud of his status.

This at least shows that Master Tull Butcher is indeed a capable blacksmith.

So Lan En simply put his set of school armor on the counter.

 There was a "clang" sound, and the entire wooden counter trembled twice.

 Fergus crossed his arms and nodded confidently.

“Oh, you want repair services, so I can do this little job. No need to bother the master.”

 But before he could finish speaking, the blond woman with braided hair behind him interrupted him.

"Don't boast, Fergus. Open your eyes and take a good look. This is the armor of a witcher!"

 The words contained the surprise of seeing a rare treasure, which made Lan En also look at him sideways.

 This is the first time in a long time that someone has seen that this is the armor of the witcher school.

 “Expert.”

 The young man’s cat eyes rolled over the two of them.

Both men were wearing aprons, but the difference was that Fergus was wearing a leather apron commonly used by blacksmiths, which could easily block the hot sparks during blacksmithing.

But the human woman named Yuna only wore a cloth apron, and it seemed that her application in this store was limited to cleaning.

 The aprons clearly reflect the identities of the two people, apprentice and handyman.

but

 “The handyman’s tone of ‘reprimanding’ to the apprentices on professional matters? Interesting.”

 The chain of contempt among technicians usually only depends on the technology itself.

 A human female handyman who is more skilled than a dwarf male apprentice?

 Is it so magical?

Under Lan En's subtle expression, the "female handyman" arranged the various parts of the armor neatly and listed them on the counter with ease.

“The puncture mark on the abdomen was caused by a halberd? This is really deep. Look at these links, I bet the material of these links is definitely not ordinary steel!”

Like touching a treasure, Yuna’s face almost touched the armor.

Lan crossed his arms and let her observe, and even revealed a little bit of information about the armor.

“The armor of the witcher will be mixed with monster tissue, which results in a real difference in performance from ordinary steel.”

“No wonder! Adding monster organizations to steel is a skill that only masters can master. You really came to the right place.”

Yona raised her head from her armor and smiled sheepishly at Lan En.

Then she turned back to Fergus and said, "Go and ask the master to come down. We really can't handle this job."

The dwarf first glanced at Yuna angrily, then after the female handyman pointed to the card tables scattered on the floor, he lowered his head and went upstairs.

 After a while, Fergus walked downstairs, and behind him was a male dwarf with a bald head.

Kong Wu's powerful body looks like a short iron pillar as a whole.

 The beard is thick, thick and neat, but the color is gray.

He is older than Fergus, probably over one hundred and thirty years old.

 As soon as he got off, he went straight to the counter and looked at the neatly arranged armor parts with a look of satisfaction on his face.

“Well done, Fergus. I taught you how to handle the armor parts in different categories, and it seems that you have taken it to heart. Well, you are much smarter than the dwarves who only know how to work hard in the Mahakam Mine.”

 Amidst Fergus's repeated compliments of "You teach well," the old dwarf looked at his client. "This armor is good, but there are some problems with its maintenance. For two hundred and twenty orens, I will repair it and change the fit for you, and also give you a maintenance session. How about it?"

The master is the master. Even if the chain mail in the armor is not placed flatly, it can be seen at a glance that he is one size larger than Lan En.

Lan, on the other hand, has no objection to the price at all. Not only does he say two hundred and twenty oren, but he doesn't have any objection if you offer three hundred oren.

 The higher the offer, the happier he will be.

 —He has a “free coupon” anyway.

"I completely agree with your price. Your craftsmanship is definitely worth it. But before that," Lan En took out the parchment note from his arms under the very proud expression of the old dwarf and put it on the counter with a smile.

 “Take a look at this first.”

 The old dwarf's expression slowly turned from conceited to expressionless.

“Fuck you Veserad,” the old dwarf muttered, then suddenly stopped and looked at the young man’s cat eyes suspiciously. "You're not going to tell the truth, are you?"

Lan En shook his head and raised his hands to show that he was harmless.

“Master, merchants who have been stuffed with free coupons are certainly qualified to vent their emotions secretly.”

"Very good, I'm starting to like you, young man. Fuck you Veserad! You're trying to sell me a favor again! Again! Last time I fought for a whole day and didn't make a penny! Just supplies. I paid the price! Come again, come again this time!"

 The dwarves had loud voices, not to mention they were roaring angrily.

Yona and Fergus may have gotten used to it, but Lan still picked his ears.

“Then let’s quit?” Fergus stretched his head and tentatively asked his teacher.

The old dwarf's anger seemed to disappear suddenly. He turned to look at his apprentice as if he were looking at an innocent donkey.

"My net worth is this store. This store is located in Gos Velen. Gos Velen is in Velen. The Lord of Velen is Sir Veserad, whom Foltest personally named. Gus, can't your head just spin in circles? Stop talking stupid shit!"

 After teaching his apprentice, Master Tull Butcher turned to Lan En again.

 “I’m telling you a joke.” The old dwarf’s tone was not as enthusiastic as when he was negotiating the price, but it was also not as irritable as when he received the free coupon. "You can come and pick up the armor at this time tomorrow. No, there is no need to measure your height. My eyes are the ruler. If you make a mistake, I will correct it for you for free."

 The young man took matters into his own hands and turned around and left.

When he walked out of the blacksmith shop and untied Poppy who was tied outside the door, his keen hearing heard the sounds in the blacksmith shop.

 When the door panel opens and closes, Tull Butcher should be carrying the armor to be repaired to the workshop.

Yuna and Fergus were whispering.

"Can you be careful? That demon hunter has almost figured out what happened between us! I will pass on the master's knowledge to you, and you will help me maintain my position as an apprentice. This is what we both agreed on!"

"The witcher doesn't even know us, so what reason does he have to tell the master our secret? Besides, when the witcher armor was placed in front of me, I couldn't control myself at all."

"Then you can't open your mouth and reveal the truth, right? Do you want me to repeat the exact words of the master? 'I will never accept humans as apprentices. It's not racial discrimination, but I know that as long as one day they have the same casting technology as us Well, they will get rid of us all, just like the Volans and Weibo monsters. I know you are not a bad person, and you will not have bad intentions towards us dwarves, Yuna. But besides I will help you learn forging Knowledge, no other dwarf would do this!"

　　".Okay, Fergus. I'll be more careful in the future."

“Aha, it’s okay now. Come on, help me type something out and give it to the teacher. A long sword and two iron gloves.”

 “It’s not all right, Fergus.”

"What?"

 “Earth element, you still owe me an earth element card!”

Lan En was thoughtful outside the door, then smiled easily and led the horse away.

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