C24

Werther closed his eyes, and one by one, the eighteen great weapons flashed in his mind. Many strange weapons of the outer sect swarmed in as if there were many other weapons nearby. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck, and he blurted out, "I want to forge a long rod! Right! It's just a Qi Mei Pole! " Calton asked, "You only need to make a stick out of such precious materials?"

Werther said proudly, "Don't underestimate a stick. With the unique properties of Heavenly Stellar Gold, coupled with my unique cultivation technique, I believe that as long as I have this stick in my hand, I'll be able to take on a higher class without losing!" This was already considered heroic words. Calton's interest was piqued. "What other requests do you have?" Werther thought for a moment. "Other than trying his best to bring out the original characteristics of the Heavenly Dawn Gold, hmm, there are no other requirements. Oh, right, it's best if I can forge a God Equipment!"

Pfft!" Hobbes couldn't help but laugh as he knew that his young master was teasing the saint alchemist. Calton's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. "Brat, do you think it's interesting to tease a Saint rank expert?" Werther twitched his mouth and tossed the scroll up and down. Calton's eyes became straight again, "Forget it, only the gods can create a God Equipment. It's not like I don't know my own limits, but with these materials added to my inventory, it's still possible to create a Holy Equipment. "However, I've been collecting these stocks for over a hundred years. If I give them to you …

How could Werther not recognize the blackmail? Laughing, he continued, "Sigh, originally, when Greenspan gave me this scroll, he specifically said that not only did he want you to create a saint artifact for me, but he also wanted you to give me a top-grade equipment. If you say it like this, could it be that Greenspan is wrong?" He looked at Carton's eyes and was sure that this guy was definitely salivating over this scroll. It was precisely when the lion was asking for it, and Werther didn't know the true value of this scroll either. He was just making up his mind and raising the price.

Sure enough, Calton's face was filled with pain. "That bastard Greenspan actually told you everything? F * ck, he's deliberately asking me to go bankrupt! "This way, we won't have any more Sacred Level armors!" When he gave in, Werther understood even better. He smiled and said, "No, I want a spatial ring. It must be at least five hundred square meters!"

"Why don't you just rob the Holy Emperor!" Calton was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up and said, "I'm afraid only that bastard Holy Emperor can take out so much wealth in one go! No! "He definitely doesn't have a space ring!" Carton rolled up his sleeves.

Werther's eyes glittered like a fox's. "Three hundred square meters!" "You can't go any lower. The materials to forge the weapon were all provided by me. You're just producing a manual, that's already very cheap!" You little bastard, you don't understand anything! There were no more than seven people in this world who could melt this Heavenly Stellar Gold! And only I am able to make it into a weapon! This is all thanks to the materials that I saved up with all my effort! You don't know what's good for you, but it can only be two hundred square meters at most! "

Werther gently stroked the scroll and sighed, "Sigh, looks like I can only return this scroll to Greenspan. I think he should have a way to melt the Heavenly Dawn Gold, right? I don't ask for much, but it's like a stick. "If he can't even do that, what's the use of keeping his title as a peak Grand Magus Saint?"

"What!?" That bastard broke through to the pinnacle of Grand Magus Saints? Bastard! "Bastard!" Calton cursed. He had lost all of his nobility. He was an experienced Alchemist and a Saint Ruler. He looked at the scroll and waved his hand, unwilling to give up. "Forget it, 300 is 300." "You little bastard! Even more bastard than your old man!"

With a wave of his hand, a dozen steel puppets ran over to help him off." Refining this piece of Heavenly Stellar Gold, in addition to forging, drawing, and using all sorts of materials, will probably take a year's time. You can come back after a year. No, I don't want to see you again, you little bastard.

Werther chuckled to himself. "Aren't you going to send it over to me to see me? However, a year of refining a Saint artifact isn't too long, so I can afford to wait. " Calton smiled proudly, "If I were to simply use this thing as a stick, I wouldn't even need a month. But who am I? "Since ancient times, the greatest alchemist and Saint rank expert, if I want to become a saint artifact, I have to become a saint artifact king. At the very least, I can't lose to the church of light and darkness, or else I won't be able to show my face!" He frowned in a daze, as if he had already started to draw up a plan on how to refine a saint artifact.

Werther smiled and threw the scroll at him. Carton froze for a moment, then stretched out his hand to catch it. "What are you doing?" "You are a Saint level expert and someone who needs to show your face. Even if you lie to me, a child wouldn't be able to do it. I'll give you this scroll first, as well as the armor and ring." Calton nodded. "You do things somewhat like James." He took off a ring on his right hand and threw it to Werther. "There's a Saint level armor inside, but it's too heavy. It's usually too conspicuous on the outside, and it can be stored inside the ring when used." There are some gadgets in there, I'll give them to you as well. "Alright, I'm about to start forging. You guys can leave, don't disturb me."

Werther put the ring on his finger and rolled his eyes. "Wait!" He took out a pen and paper, drew for a while with his head lowered, then threw it to Calton. A year from now, I'll be waiting for your good news. " He led Hobbs away. Calton caught the drawing and muttered, "Little bastard, you've got a lot of requests."

The moment he saw the pattern, he exclaimed, "What kind of animal is this? Giant dragons? Why haven't I seen them before? Who cares! " Rubbing the magic scroll, he said, "Teacher's life's work has finally fallen into my hands. That bastard Greenspan is actually so generous. However, he has already broken through. I have to work hard as well." Shaking his head, he instructed the puppets to set up the magic array and focus on refining the piece of Heavenly Stellar Gold.

Werther and Hobbs walked out of the Sky Pearl, and Hobbs also cast his magic to fly to the ground. Then, they slowly walked back to the imperial capital. Hobbes couldn't help but laugh. "Young Master is truly amazing. I've never seen Master Carton suffer such a loss." Werther said with a smile, "It's also because that scroll is too important to him, which is why I caught it at its most crucial point." By the way, what's his relationship with Greenspan, and what's in that scroll? "

Hobbs said, "I know that. Master Greenspan and Master Karlton were originally fellow apprentices, but the Mage Association's President, Master Annan, came three hundred years ago. Since the death of His Excellency Annan, the two of them seemed to have gotten a little unhappy, and then separated. That scroll is said to be the notes of Sir Annan's lifetime of practice in magic, so it is very important to Master Karwenz. "

Calvin and Greenspan were actually apprentice-brothers. One of them was a Saint-rank alchemist while the other had just broken through to the peak of Grand Magus Saint level. It could be seen how powerful their teacher, Mr. Annan, was." "Oh right, this is for you." Werther handed the ring James had given him to Hobbes. "There's a suit of armor made by a Master Dwarf," he said. "Although you are a dual mage and sorcerer, it is still better for you to be careful.

"This is the gift from the viscount to the young master, this subordinate is not allowed to take it." When I was in Wina Town, I didn't know how to act for seven years and was asked to be taken care of by you, even if it was just a small part of my heart, my lord father wouldn't say anything. I know that my father is very reliant on you, and with these things, it's more convenient for you to go out and do business. " With a grateful look on his face, Hobbes accepted it with both hands. "Thank you, young master."

"No need to thank me. You also don't need to belittle yourself. What do you mean by 'subordinate young master'? People are born equal. It's just that our encounters are different. I see you as a friend, and I hope you do too. " "It's hard to imagine that a ten-year old child would be able to say such words." "Looks like this was also an idea left behind by the experts that young miss left behind in her mind. But young miss, why haven't you come back yet? Could it be that teacher …"

Werther did not pay much attention to Hobbes' expression, nor did he think that James and Hobbes would be the first to think that the memories in Werther's head originated from this world's top experts. However, even if he did know, he would only smile and not care, which would be even better. It was Werther's greatest secret that he was his reincarnation, and even his own father did not want to tell him about it. After all, James had given him this body, but his soul had traveled through space and time. Right now, the most important thing for him to do was to raise his strength as fast as possible. There were countless experts in this world, including the peak of their professions such as Sword Saints and Grand Magus Saints. Furthermore, if I am not strong enough, even if Carton were to forge a sacred weapon or even a divine tool, he would not be able to suffer from the misfortune of not being able to use it.

Werther was deep in thought as he walked softly. With his experience, he had only created the first two layers. There were still too many imperfections in them, but even so, it would not be easy for him to succeed in cultivating them in one day.

After returning to the viscount residence, James told his father about his agreement with Calton and his decision to give the ring and armor to Hobbes, but did not comment. He frowned and said, "You want Calton to forge a holy weapon for you. You have to know, it's not that the higher the grade of the external object, the better it is. It's more like combining it with one's own strength can bring out the greatest amount of power. " Just these few words displayed James' unique judgement. This was the bearing a true expert should have. It was not the intention of an outsider. Only something suitable for one's self was the best.