Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 278: 277 Here comes a giant sword!

Chapter 278 277. Here comes a giant sword!

Come, tell me. What sword do you want?

Berengar said with confidence.

He is a master blacksmith who specializes in making swords. When Valyrian steel was initially successfully reproduced, he had already made a standard Valyrian steel sword for Lan En.

But now the young witcher said that his requirements for the sword have changed, so he would like to get a new one.

Anyway, he paid for the materials, and Berengar was confident enough in his craftsmanship.

It was originally like this

Can you tell me again?

The old demon hunter pulled a long face and looked at Lan En in front of him as if he was looking at a fool.

Has this little knights story got into his head?

The blade is one and a half palms wide and the total length is at least 1.8 meters. If a sword like this wants to maintain structural stability, the thickest spine must be at least one knuckle thick! Do you know how much it weighs?!

"Even if it's Valyrian steel, this is at least a few dozen kilograms! There are no knights carrying such giant swords to fight with each other anymore, such a brainless protagonist!"

Even mutant humans like witchers, whose muscle tissue has become more durable due to the mutation of potions, are constantly pursuing lighter and stronger armor and equipment.

Who wouldnt be happy if the equipment could be made lighter?

But from Berengar's point of view, Lan En's current request seems to have no practical value at all except for sensationalizing the plot.

The silver-haired young man was standing against the wall of the blacksmith shop, playing with the Valyrian steel ingot in his hand.

He acted very calmly towards Berengar's expression of "Is his brain burned out?"

A warrior's pursuit of equipment must always match the situation in which he uses the equipment.

In this world, demon hunters and warriors really dont have any use for giant swords of this size.

Because most of the enemies here can be scraped to death with standard hand-and-half swords, coupled with sword oil, alchemy bombs, and magic potions.

But Lan En's situation is different from that of the demon hunters in this world. His working environment is basically not in this world.

The long-term cooperation from the Lady in the Lake means that most of his battles take place in a different world where there is no intelligence or data at all.

After the experience of using Old Robert's sword in Xianfeng Temple, Lan En felt that there was no way to take advantage of the professional pertinence of the witcher when there was a lack of intelligence.

Use powerful and powerful heavy weapons to directly smash large enemies and enemies with tenacious vitality in the first wave of contact! Chop it into pieces!

This combat idea seems to be more advantageous.

And whether it should be said or not

Crush the enemy with a giant sword, it's really! So cool!

"Just make it for me, Berengar. You also know where I am going. The guys I have to deal with cannot be seen from local perspectives. The combat needs are all different."

Lan spread his hands to explain. Berengar also nodded and accepted this statement.

Oh indeed. You are the one who fights in other worlds, and you are also an expert. If this is the combat requirement you have thought about, then I will do it.

But I guess only a demon hunter like you can use this sword.

Now, when talking about Lan En as a "witcher", Berengar, an old man from the Wolf School, is a little afraid to use affirmative sentences.

Tsk, even if you use all the Valyrian steel ingots for this sword, it wont be enough. I have to start with the steel-making step.

"The steel-making process is troublesome? Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to use it. Just give it to me the next time I enter the rift where the heaven and earth meet. In this world, an ordinary-sized sword is enough. How much more do you need? I'll do it first. Leave it to you."

The long-faced old demon hunter scratched his neck in distress.

"The raw material of Valyrian steel is ordinary iron ore, which is not high cost. But I estimate that you have to give me five hundred orens. The main reason is that I need to buy monster materials that contain magic power. The magic power in these things is the key. "

Lan En was thoughtful, tossing the standard steel ingot in his hand. The five-kilogram large piece of iron was like an Oren coin. "Contains magic power. In other words, things like water ghost tongue and water ghost brain are not qualified. It has to be something like resentful spirit dust."

Not every organ of the monsters in this world contains chaotic magic power.

Water ghost tongue and water ghost brain, these are just ordinary biological tissues.

The dust of the vengeful spirit after the vengeful spirit has been destroyed, and the water essence in the body of the swamp witch. These are the materials that contain magic power.

Thinking of this, Lan En glanced at Berengar vaguely.

The old demon hunter suddenly became excited.

Hey! Dont look at me like that! I dont know how to bleed blood to make a sword! Thats too barbaric!

By the way, the flesh and blood of demon hunters also contains a small amount of magic power. After all, the magic power they use to release their seals is stored in their bodies.

Cut~

Lan En tilted his head and snorted dissatisfiedly.

There is really no pursuit of the sword -casting sword.

Also, as a working person, you dont even have the awareness to bleed your own blood to save costs for your employer. How bad!

Berengar was itching to see it, but there was nothing he could do. After all, working for Lan En was so delicious.

Be able to do your favorite blacksmith work, and the pay is much higher than that of ordinary blacksmiths.

In these days, no one would ask a cat-eyed mutant to blacksmith, no matter how good his craftsmanship is.

"Okay, when I get to Arethusa, I will remit 600 oren to you through Vivaldi Bank. Just be prepared to check it. It's the dwarf bank in Vigimali."

"It's a little difficult for the witcher to enter Vizima now. Foltest's guard named Vernon Roche is still alert. He is a good player."

"Just don't go in. The remittance of six hundred orens is enough for Vivaldi Bank to send a salesperson to wait for you outside the city, and it doesn't take much trouble."

Berengar nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll have no problem. I'll start work right away. Basically, I can design the sword shape you want in the next few days. Hey, after I made this drawing, those who didn't know thought I was illustrating the storybook. .

Lan En automatically ignored the other party's complaints and said, "Leave it to you."

With a wave of his hand, he turned around and left the studio in the blacksmith shop, returning to the tavern.

Berengar was the only one left, with a look of eagerness on his face. He began to put out pens, paper, and drawing tools, preparing to design a huge sword that had never been used in actual combat.

Lane spent the night repairing in Margarita's long-term reservation, and the next day he mounted Poppy again and headed towards Gos Velen.

Berengar has taken good care of Poppy in the past few months, but after not seeing him for a long time, this good horse of Kaedwen blood has become a little tired.

But its not a problem, its quite docile.

In winter, the damp swamps of Velen become even more oppressive with the cold.

After riding for several days, Lann returned to the city on the west coast of Velen at dusk.

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