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Chapter 42 - A family tomb sealed by history

At this time there are a few people pushing a cart to bring some barrel lids, from the mill side picked over, ready to be converted into shields of things ...

Seeing these barrel lids, George secretly took a breath, found a corner at the side of the shed, and sat there looking at the blacksmith store and started to dwell.

The blacksmith store information appeared in front of his eyes.

[Blacksmith store lv1]

[Artisan (or Heavenly Servant): 3/10]

[Forgeable items: farming tools, weapons, protective gear, Word of God talisman.

[More items require 'blueprints']

Sitting in the smithy, George recited the prayer and called out the 'blueprint'. Immediately after that he suddenly felt an additional memory in his mind.

It was an angel with wings of light on his back, wearing battle armor, forging the words of the talisman, the 'stone' on the iron felt, not knowing what material it was, and he was actually using a hammer to beat it! As the stone was knocked flat into a small piece the size of a thumb, the divine symbols appeared, followed by the angel reaching up to the sky and a ray of light was injected into it. Immediately afterwards, the angel placed this piece of the Word of God symbol, along with another piece of the Word of God symbol #1, into a piece of armor, and the armor shone out with a divine luster, as if it were the light of the dawn.

George noted that the full-body knight's armor with the coat of arms and beautiful grooves, only two pieces of the Word of God inlaid.

There was another weapon with the same two runes on it, but the luster emanating from it was slightly different, sharper than the dawn, as if it were the breaking of the dawn after the dawn.

Opening his eyes, George had clarity. But although he knew what to do, but no hands-on experience. But teaching a professional to forge is no more problem.

''Soga, quickly see what equipment are suitable for engraving!'' George could not help but rub up his hands, wanting to be extravagant and waste 3 divine grace points. So his eyes moved slightly and rummaged through the blacksmith store's notes.

But when he found that most of the weapons and defenses that that smithy could forge now started with ''inferior'', his heart went cold.

The specifications of the blacksmith store now are only level 1 in the evaluation of the shelter, and the tools, furnaces, and melting furnaces are of average quality. The quality of the things forged will not be any better.

What's more, although the old blacksmith is very experienced, but the real good weapons and equipment, technology is in the hands of the great nobles and the Holy See.

These things just take the finished product to him to study is not possible, such as a fine longsword and an ordinary longsword, the former may be made of a variety of steel after a hundred forging, each steel contains a different proportion of carbon, some flexible, some hard. The forged weapon is both tough and hard enough to cut iron like mud.

But if the type of steel used and the process is not right, even if it takes more effort, even to 'thousand forging', the stuff that comes out is either too soft, or too brittle.

The style of the weapon is also very learned, such as javelin.

Now the old blacksmith can do, called [unbalanced javelin], the effect is surprisingly hit rate -20%, the increase in overall combat power is only 1 point. And if you know how to throw, it is only 2 points...

To get something good, it requires 'blueprints.

''Make do with what you have...'' George already felt somewhat used to it. But the thought of consuming precious divine grace was completely extinguished...

Looking at the defense again, he found that the old blacksmith was quite crafty on these things, that is, it took a longer time.

[Crude lockets armor, combined combat power +3. Consumption: 12 kg of iron. Time spent: 40 days (3 ordinary craftsmen)]

''These three old brothers together, it takes more than a month to get a locking armor?!''

And it was the same kind that George was wearing before, the kind of thing with a gap the size of a coin, only with more willow nails. Instead of the noble knights, the kind of double fine willow nail lock armor worn ...

If it is a full-body armor, it takes more than half a year ...

Of course, if there are some artisans, two people can top 20, and day and night without food and drink without rest, two days to get out a lock armor is estimated.

'Most knights wear, is a willow nail lock armor, outside and then a canvas robe ah ...' Thinking of this, George's cold heart, could not help but to get excited again. A lock armor a dozen or twenty pounds, according to the territory's current materials, his soldiers are able to match one each. And Alexander no longer need to wear that set of wolf chewed leather armor.

Although the lock armor is not as good as the full-body armor, but it is flexible and light, and does not require the heavy armor training of the knights. After the squires put it on, in terms of protective gear, it can be said to be directly from the garbage militia, to the 'Eastern Crusade'.

And with javelins and shields, well trained, that is the cottage version of the Roman warriors ah!

George could not sit down anymore, directly greeted with the old blacksmith, told him that he would pray to the gods and ask the 'Holy Spirit' to help with the work, and then got up and went to the cemetery with the old blacksmith's expression of confusion.

When passing by the small broken house of Rona, he could not help but to take a look: 'This house was originally for the corpse-mover to live, not only small and toilet, and also collapsed half ...'

George shook his head and stopped looking at it. Decided to let the tavern hostess live inside the tavern in the future: 'Well, still need to take a bath to do so.'

Speed up the pace, through the broken railings of the cemetery, the hand also could not help but knock on the top of those rusty iron, think that if there is not enough iron, you can take apart these scrap iron as well.

Turning around in the cemetery, unlike at night, the cemetery, after being recovered, no longer has that eerie feeling. It just seemed a little silent.

Its message has changed a bit.

[Cemetery]

[Special Resident: 3/10]

[English guards: 0/2]

[Servants of Heaven: 0/6]

[God's grace bathes this place, and the remains placed here will be directly called to true rest. Some of these souls who are sensitized (spiritual power or faith must reach the standard, otherwise even if they are sensitized, they will not be able to manifest their souls) will directly enter the Hall of the Spirits/Crypt]

According to the scroll, those three special residents were hidden in the underground chamber.

Looking at the chamber, George headed that way.

The underground crypt was aligned by large chunks of lapis lazuli, and the whole specification still looked somewhat imposing. It can be said that in addition to the castle, the whole territory is also here is still a bit like.

When descending the steps, George copied a torch on the wall and lit it up. And after two levels of rotating stone platform, there is a long corridor like a crypt.

Those vassals and loyal servants are resting on both sides of this wide corridor, they served the Austin family for a lifetime, after death should also have a better resting place - this is the place of Johannes' spirits.

In fact, the first lord of Johannes, is a very powerful 'Grand Baron'. There were more than two hundred knights under his command alone, all of whom were elite veterans who followed the Duke's success on the battlefield and survived. At that time they also experienced several extremely famous battles in history, can be described as the founding fathers.

Said the 'Grand Baron', but in fact also with the count is no different. And at the time the Austin family is not dependent on anyone, the top of the backer is directly the Lord Duke. He was placed at the entrance of the valley, it is also in order to correspond with the newly built Wingwind City. You can see how strong these two hundred knights are.

Later, as history changed, the Duke split up and one of his children inherited his mother's side of the estate and became the Earl of Black Pearl. But even then, the Earl also to successive Baron Johannes courtesy, and the territory of those wines, but also those generations of the baron's armed forces are very high - the Grand Baron of this title can be said to deserve.

Unfortunately, later lords are either bad drinkers or bad gamblers, not only the ancestral savings to squander up, but also in a variety of gambling lost a lot of territory.

To the family of these generations, is the most down and out. Only part of the land left, not to mention, but also a buttload of foreign debts. Even the castle has not been repaired for many years. To this day, is already half collapsed.

Looking at the shed roof of the cemetery those hanging cobwebs, the feet also have rats scurrying around from time to time. George heart can not help but some Chi Chi.

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