Astartes of the Bear School

  Chapter 411 410. Swearing and attacking?

“In other words, the equipment blueprints of the Bear School are most likely made by the dwarves and gnomes in the Amer Mountains. Hey, it’s interesting. What kind of deal did the dwarves and gnomes make with the Bear School?”

 Lan En touched his chin with his hand and pondered.

"Yuna, make me a set of advanced bear school armor first. It looks like I have to make a long trip."

The human female apprentice, who was secretly studying under the dwarf master as a handyman, spread her hands helplessly.

“I just said that I can make it for you because my skills are up to standard, but I don’t have my own smelting furnace and armor-making tools. You still have to find Master Tull Butcher.”

“Hey, it’s not a big deal!” Fergus had just finished scratching his butt, and then smoothed the beard under his nose with the hand he had finished scratching.

"The master has been obsessed with Valyrian steel in the past few months! He is constantly inspired and even wants to live here. The smelting furnace in the shop has not been fired for a long time! You place an order for armor for him, and I will I guess he doesn’t have time to do it, and it will fall into my hands in the end, just in time for Yuna to take over! Just wait and see.”

 Farges made arrangements with ease and looked quite like a professional manager.

 It seems that the model of "he uses the name of the dwarf to take over the work, and Yuna provides the skills" has become mature.

"Anyway, just let me use it. I haven't had a good armor these days, and my whole body feels chilly."

Lan En said nonchalantly. Of course his high body temperature would not make him feel cold. This "coolness" was the sense of psychological crisis after losing his protective power.

Although Lan En has no sense of belonging to the Bear School, he has unknowingly gone so far in the fighting style of this school that he has formed a habit.

“By the way, how much does it cost to make a set of advanced Bear School armor from scratch?”

Lan En asked casually, since he bought that set of armor, he had only paid for repairs.

Yuna's professional skills are indeed very good. She just put her hands on her hips and thought for about five or six seconds before firmly giving the answer.

“The material cost is eight hundred oren, but you have to pay an additional one hundred and twenty as the master blacksmith’s craft fee. This will be accounted for in the master’s blacksmith shop.”

“No. He doesn’t even do anything, but he still wants to take one hundred and twenty orens?”

 Yuna curled her lips and looked helplessly at the demon hunter who didn't understand the rules at all.

“It’s just because I didn’t do anything that I only had one hundred and two.”

"Master Tull Butcher is now a certified master blacksmith. If he really does it, the craftsmanship fee will have to start at least 270. Otherwise, it will be regarded as disrupting the market!"

Lan En scratched his head, he understood a little bit.

 A blacksmith shop with a master blacksmith is already similar to a prestigious large enterprise. Just by showing the name and trademark of the product, it can charge more than similar products.

  Mainly focus on a brand value.

The key is to leave people speechless.

Think about how long Bordon spent to save that set of armor.

 Fortunately, he is not a poor demon hunter now.

 How can a poor man have fighting ability?

"Nine hundred and twenty orens, okay. Just take the receipt to Giancardi Bank for reconciliation. I have my personal account there."

 Lan En said indifferently.

Yona and Fergus agreed, and they looked very excited.

 Yuna did it because she finally had the opportunity to make a master-level work, while Fergus did it because she had negotiated a master-level equipment business for the first time. Although it was the business of Lan En, a friend of hers.

Yona and Fergus left happily.

They took the job in the name of the blacksmith shop, and they also needed to use the equipment of the blacksmith shop. They had to inform Master Tull Butcher of everything.

Lan and Berengar looked at two figures, one tall and one short, trotting all the way to the corner of the workshop, which belonged to the master's territory.

The dwarves danced and described the business they had received to the master, while the master waved his hand with no interest, apparently letting them figure out what to do.

 The male dwarf and female human gave a hidden high-five in celebration.

 It seems that the properties and potential of Valyrian steel have really captivated this master-level dwarf blacksmith, and now he is preparing to forge a battle ax out of Valyrian steel.

"You haven't made any achievements? People are starting to change their appearance." Lan En crossed his arms and nudged the old demon hunter beside him with his elbow, while raising his chin towards the dwarf master.

 Speaking of this, Berengar looked awkward.

　　Then he kept saying things like, 'Our skills are actually about the same', 'His beating endurance is not as good as mine', 'I can drink magic potion and strike iron, can he?' and the like.

Lan raised his eyebrows and looked quietly at Berengar's long face stained with soot and sweating, indicating that his mood was stable.

Hmm, keep talking, I’m listening.

 Under Lan En's "cold violence", the old demon hunter sighed dejectedly.

　　“Hey, okay. I admit that I haven’t been able to compare with his works. But!”

 “It’s not because I’m not skilled, it’s because I don’t have good drawings!”

The old witcher took a deep breath and complained to Lan En.

“Look at the shapes of the swords he makes? Mahakam Rune Sword! Shisil Sword! Tol Tisha Sword! What about me?!”

“I can only make Kovir short swords, Velen long swords, and Nilfgaardian short swords. How does this compare? Forging these swords doesn’t even make my skills feel challenged, let alone innovative!”

“Yes, I also know some high-end sword types, such as the weapons of the witcher. But can this thing be brought to the table? I will not reveal the secrets of the school’s equipment for the sake of my own honor!”

 This is indeed a reason.

 Lan said he understood.

Berengar’s learning resources for blacksmithing skills are definitely not as good as those of the dwarves.

What's more, I heard that Master Tur Butcher came from Mount Carbon in the Mahakam Mountains, the dwarf forging base camp.

He estimated that all the drawings accumulated by the dwarves over the years were clear.

 “Well, have you tried it?”

Lan En said half-way, then he tapped his eyes with two fingers, and then made the same gesture of whispering with the same two fingers, and walked towards Master Tull Butcher.

That means stealing from others.

“I remember, when he was forging the Mahakam Rune Sword, weren’t the ancient runes of the dwarves engraved on the surface?”

 “Do you know what those ancient dwarf runes mean?”

Berengar looked at the young man speechlessly.

 “Uh, what does that mean?”

“‘Fuck your mother’, ‘Go ahead and eat shit’, ‘You can see your intestines after cutting it off’, and so on.”

 Lan En's expression was very strange.

“I don’t know much about the ancient runes of the dwarves, but I heard you say that they use curse words to increase their attack power?”

“Then have you ever thought about a question: If dwarves can increase their attack power by swearing, why are those foul-mouthed dwarves in the city still driven by humans to areas inhabited by non-human races?”

Berengar spread his hands expressionlessly, and then hit the palm of his other hand hard with the back of his hand.

“Because using ancient runes to engrave curse words is just a cover-up! What really matters is technology! Forging technology! Folding and forging, repeated pressure, and secret quenching fluid. Otherwise, do you think dwarves will forge unobstructed in front of humans?”

Lan shrank his neck back to keep himself away from the beads of sweat that flew out of Berengar's body due to excitement.

“No, I’m just a layman, why are you angry with me?”

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