Chapter 105

"Ding!"

The metal forging hammer, reflecting the flame light, whistled and smashed down, landing on the anvil.

Sparks splashed.

The glowing red iron embryo, which was steaming under the scorching high temperature, was compressed and deformed under the violent collision, and its originally loose internal structure gradually became solid and tough under the rhythmic and powerful hammering of the forging hammer.

"Stop!"

A voice filled with dissatisfaction suddenly rang out in the room.

The "Dwarf" Ba'en, who was muscular, burly, and looked two sizes sturdier than an ordinary Bugbear, was standing on the side.

With his hands wrapped around his chest, the veins under his skin bulging, the naturally swollen arm muscles and chest muscles squeezed against each other, and just through the visual level, one could feel the power contained within.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face wore a serious expression that the vast majority of adventurers who had patronized "Rock Hammer" had never seen.

"Wrong again!"

"How many times have I told you, pay attention to the rhythm! Carefully feel the rhythm between the steel!"

"The breathing must not be chaotic!"

In front of him, a youthful youth whose face looked somewhat similar to his, but whose features were clearly much softer.

Put down the forging hammer in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and faced his father's teaching without saying a word.

"In our line of work, you must be attentive, attentive, and attentive!"

"You must control the quality well and make everything perfect."

Ba'en's tone carried a sense of "iron not becoming steel," and he pinched the tongs to submerge the iron embryo, which was still glowing red, into the water on the anvil.

Cooling it down quickly.

Then he threw it into the waste pile on the side.

"Every second of distraction during the forging process is disrespectful to the 【Soul Forger】."

"Every mistake will cause a life that should have lived to pass away."

"And any perfunctory or sloppy work could get us kicked out, and even begging on the street would be despised."

"You..."

The reprimand fell like a rainstorm.

The sound of the shop door being pushed open came from behind, and one could faintly hear the guest's greeting filled with some confusion.

Ba'en's chest heaved, and the emotions accumulated in his heart made him breathe heavily involuntarily.

"Continue, don't stop!"

After speaking, he turned and walked toward the front hall of the blacksmith shop.

The oppressive atmosphere in the air gradually dissipated as the rainstorm stopped.

For a long time, only a faint sigh could be heard, breaking the dead silence in the room.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of the forging hammer striking rang out rhythmically once again.

Standing in front of the counter of the "Rock Hammer" blacksmith shop.

Xia Nan looked at Ba'en, who had just walked out of the inner room with hurried footsteps.

He couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart.

The shop owner of "Fairy Wind" was the same, why were they all not watching their shops?

Could it be that today was some special day?

"Sorry, sorry." The high temperature during forging left sweat on Ba'en's rugged face, and the smile on his face was not as natural as usual.

Xia Nan didn't ask in detail.

He just handed the two pieces of armor he had already taken off to the other party.

"Take a look, can it be repaired?"

The light plate armor worn on the outermost layer, which came from the former Kalanfur sheriff Ingram, and the chain mail shirt he had bought in the shop for 50 gold before.

In the battle with the Spined Devil, they were pierced by the flame bone spikes shot by the other party.

It was also fortunate that there was this double-layer armor protection, which greatly weakened the power of the bone spikes and significantly reduced the actual injuries he suffered.

Otherwise, he, who only had half a bottle of healing potion left at the time, would have found it very difficult to recover his combat power so quickly and master the combat technique after that, and then kill the Spined Devil.

Armor, as the second life of an adventurer.

Whether it was repaired or scrapped, after returning to Hegu Town, he naturally had to plan early.

Taking the two pieces of armor with both hands.

Ba'en subconsciously glanced at the black-haired youth in front of him.

His face was strange.

He didn't know what to say.

"Rock Hammer," as a boutique blacksmith shop that was also widely acclaimed in Hegu Town and made it onto the 【Adventurer's Handbook】.

There were many adventurers coming and going to choose equipment, and one could see new faces every day.

In this situation, even if Ba'en had a good memory, it was very difficult to match the names in his brain with every face in front of him.

He only remembered some adventurers who patronized them all year round or had already obtained a professional level.

Normally, for the black-haired youth in front of the counter, he would at most find him a bit familiar, and it was impossible to call him by name.

But just now, even before he spoke, when the other party's sharp-featured face appeared in his line of sight,

almost in an instant, Ba'en recognized the other party.

"Xia Nan."

As for the reason...

His gaze swept over the scars on the surface of the two pieces of armor in his hand.

The speed at which adventurers replace equipment is very fast, he knew this very well.

The air in the Mist Forest, which was filled with high concentrations of magic particles and had an accelerating corrosive effect on ordinary materials, as well as the battles triggered by the massive number of dangerous magic beasts in the forest, all affected the lifespan of the equipment.

The huge market demand was what allowed so many blacksmith shops to be supported in Hegu Town.

But even so, the speed at which Xia Nan changed equipment was really a bit outrageous.

Through the details and usage traces on various parts of the armor, one could clearly judge the approximate number of battles it had experienced.

Once? Twice?

At most no more than three times!

It was equivalent to having to undergo major repairs or even be scrapped and replaced after every mission.

To some extent, the joke he had once made with Xia Nan actually possessed feasibility.

"Anyway, you have to buy new ones when you come back, save some effort in the future and don't maintain or care for them, just replace them with new ones after the mission."

And on the other hand, what was even more surprising was.

Armor, if it breaks, it breaks.

But every time it was damaged in a different way.

The first leather armor he bought at the blacksmith shop looked like it had been crushed by a forest elephant, the armor lining inside was almost shattered into pieces, and it was still lying in the waste pile in his back room;

the later chain mail shirt looked like it had been roasted in a fire for several rounds, and even the buckles inside the surcoat were melted, making him swing the hammer for half a day to repair it;

now for the third time, after blunt force and fire damage, it had become a piercing-type damage.

Don't know if this kid is lucky, or if he really has something.

Through the hole in the two layers of armor, one could see the pedestrians on the other side of the street, yet he could still stand safely in front of him.

"Not a professional, ordinary adventurers just chop Goblins and catch a few grey-haired rats, where do all these strange scars come from."

Ba'en muttered in his heart, but his meticulous and serious gaze swept over the two pieces of armor countless times.

Compared to earning a dozen more gold coins, reputation was undoubtedly more important.

Without any intention of hiding anything, he gave Xia Nan his judgment:

"The chain mail shirt was overhauled once before. Although the defensive ability was not overly weakened, the durability was significantly reduced."

"This time it suffered a piercing wound again... I suggest scrapping it."

"This light plate armor is not bad, although it also opened a big hole, the internal structure is barely considered intact."

"It can be repaired, but the gold coins it will cost should be quite a lot, and I don't guarantee the defensive strength after repair."

"How about it, what are your thoughts?"

(End of chapter)