Volume 3: Dramatic Changes in Life Chapter 209: Blacksmith Smith (2)

"Young adventurer, what do you want from me?"

The blacksmith's voice was muffled, very low and hoarse, as uncomfortable as the black smoke that came out of the old chimney from time to time.

After realizing that something was wrong with his voice, the blacksmith quickly picked up the kettle next to him, poured a few sips into his mouth, and cleared his throat repeatedly. He didn't scratch it until he was sure that his voice was back to its original state. He scratched his cheek and continued with an embarrassed look on his face.

"I'm sorry, young man, for making you laugh. I'm Victor, Victor Smith. How can I help you?"

Victor Smith? But the name provided by the bartender and informant was Victor Talis, that surname that enjoyed great honor in the Knights of Champions. Talis, George couldn't remember it wrong.

Did you find the wrong person?

After George expressed his doubts to the blacksmith in front of him, the blacksmith just shrugged and smiled.

"It seems that your friends know a lot. I am Victor Talis, and Smith is my family name. But since I married into the Talis family, I also changed my surname to Talis. This is It’s a long story, young man, are you interested in hearing it?”

Seeing the blacksmith Victor stroking his beard and recalling the past, George thought for a while and decided to get down to business first.

"The story will wait a moment. I am here this time to entrust you with a job. I hope you can equip my mount with a new saddle and replace it with new horseshoes. If possible, it would be best to make a new one. A series of customized protective gear, similar to the battle armor of the Champion Knights, because my mount is rather... special."

When he mentioned work, the expression on the blacksmith's face suddenly returned to its previous serious look. However, when he heard George's commission, the expression on his face was slightly subtle.

"What's the matter? If it's about money, please feel free to ask." George thought he was unwilling.

"No, it's not." The blacksmith shook his head and sighed. "I just didn't expect that I would have to pick up the skills I used to work in the paladin order again."

"This visit is just for your craftsmanship. Please be sure to appreciate it!" George bowed respectfully to the blacksmith.

"Let me explain in advance, if your mount is not 'special' enough, even if I can build you the armor of the Champion Knights, your mount will die suddenly due to the loss of power the moment you put on the armor. You Are you mentally prepared?"

"My mount is at your disposal, as long as you can build it." George's tone was mixed with some appropriate provocation.

"Hahaha, except for artifacts, there is nothing in the world that I can't make! Didn't your friend tell you? I was the chief blacksmith back then!" The blacksmith's tone was filled with pride.

"Victor." George called the blacksmith by his name for the first time. "As for the details of the commission, I would like to ask you if there is a more private space here, so we can take a step to talk."

"I happen to have a backyard here, let's go there and talk."

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