Chapter 278: 277 Here comes a giant sword!

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.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

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.

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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