Sword of Daybreaker

Looking at the glamorous look of Little Old Man, it’s a state of slashing and refusing to find a new job. This image makes Gawain’s previous impression of the world’s expert disappear – now Gawain is completely certain The other party’s dilapidated robes are not because of the hermit life, he is really poor…

In this situation, Gawain couldn’t help but whisper with Amber: “You found this person… Is it really reliable?”

“Aiya, you can rest assured, although the character may be strange, but you also saw it? At least Druid’s ability is true – you are not the kind of aristocrat who will see people and die and rules. You Isn’t it always the most important person to talk about talent?”

I didn’t expect that I would be tempted by this Half-Elf, and at this time I took out my army. Gawain could only helplessly pouting and asked curiosity: “What are you saying?” Know him?”

A little Old Man who seems to be Druid’s shame is not inconsistent with Amber’s Disgrace of Elves, but Gawain is still curious as to how these two people know each other, just because they are the shame of their respective groups. The smell is similar?

I didn’t expect Gawain’s whispered words to be heard by the little Old Man next to him. This ear is also very good for Druid to turn chuckled: “Adult, I am familiar with Amber’s adoptive father, this little girl but I looked at it. When she grows up, she has to call me Uncle…”

Amber immediately rolled his eyes: “Just like this guy who has no elders, I want you to call you Uncle?”

“originally is this way, you have this origin.” Gawain was nodded, he listened to Amber mentioning her adoptive father, knowing that it was a human Stalker – in fact, it was mixed with the bottom of Thief.

Amber shook his head and said: “This guy used to be very familiar with my adoptive father. They also had the banner of a nightwalker, and they were preparing to be the most powerful Thief in the Southern Region, but they didn’t mix up.”

Gawain subconsciously opened, looked towards Little Old Man: “Have you been Thief?”

“What happened in the past, what happened in the past,” Little Old Man waved again and again. “Now I have not done it. I have been doing business for the past few years.”

Gawain finds it interesting: “It’s also because when Thief can’t get along, so go?”

“Because the craftsmanship is too tidal,” Amber rolled his eyes and looked disdain. “The things he went to steal people can be found, and they are also beaten and stopped. They are not born as Thief, and certainly not Druid. The material, now it seems that it is not the material of antique experts and cooks.”

Gawain glimpsed: “How was the stolen thing discovered?”

“The main reason is that there were more than two hundred sweeping graves standing next to them…”

Little Old Man can only smile on one side. Obviously, although he is an elder, his attitude towards Amber is very easy. It is not a matter of twice and twice, especially on this topic. Amber is particularly tempted to ridicule his Thief craftsmanship: after all, his stolen things were beaten and stopped, and Amber not only stole the dead, but also brought the dead to life…

Although the situation at the time was not “stealing”…

After a few chats, Gawain suddenly realized that he had forgotten a very important thing: “Yes, I don’t know how your name is called?”

Little Old Man made a nondescript in his chest: “Pittman Lauren is happy to help you. You can call me Pittman directly.”

“Very good, Pittman, you can take a break first. I will arrange for someone to take you to your place of residence. You have seen this place. Everything is still in the grassroots period. The living conditions may not be very good, but as long as you and me The citizens are working hard, and here will soon be a rich and comfortable new home.”

Pittman Lauren smiles like a flower: “For those who are so cute, I will do my best.”

The miscellaneous Druid left the camp with Gawain’s pick-up staff, leaving Amber and Gawain look at each other in dismay. After a little attention to the atmosphere, Miss Half-Elf smiled and prepared to go. But Gawain grabbed it: “Where to go?”

“I am going to help patrol the camp!” Amber jumped his feet and said, “Hey, let me go!”

“Explain first, ‘What about the Old Antique’ that has been dug up for seven hundred years? I haven’t forgotten this sentence yet.”

“Alas–“

Everything in the camp is on the right track, but not everything will go smoothly.

In a yard on the west side of the workshop area, Rebecca was looking at the things in front of him.

In front of her there is a quirky furnace, which is made of refractory bricks and mud mixed with quartz sand, like a giant bowl that is buckled on the ground. The sides of the “Giant Bowl” are used to warm and control firepower. The simple rune, while the bottom is a kiln door that was just opened and was originally sealed with mud. Its style is a bit like a brick kiln used to burn bricks, but the things burned inside are not bricks.

The stone is burned, or the limestone powder and clay are mixed together to cook. Old Ancestor says that the calcined thing is mixed with the slag from the blacksmith shop. After grinding into a powder, it can become a new one. Building materials.

But how to see how it is not like success.

In the basket in front of the kiln are some of the finished products, the finished product is a gray-black slab, which looks dirty and ugly, with large and small crumbs mixed with many hard and brittle agglomerates, Rebecca I have tried to force some of the crumbs and slag together to grind them, and then mix them with water according to the instructions of the ancestors. Now the first batch of tested mixtures have dried, they become broken, like decay The same thing as wood.

It is impossible to build a house.

Rebecca leaned in with his fingers on his chin and thought about it. His face was dark and dirty and he couldn’t care.

She did not supervise the Magic Circuit V.1 and the new furnace installation in the blacksmith shop (now renamed Cecil Steelworks) for the past two days. It was here flint stone, and Miss Viscountess is so dirty every day for more than half of the day. Oh, but the Knights and soldiers on the Feudal Territory didn’t have any surprises about it – after all, the past Miss Viscountess was a similar style all the time. It was common for Fireball Spell to smoke himself. Sometimes it was common. Sometimes I also ran to the woods and fight with the wolves, and everyone got used to it…

As for the nobles who used to have a chance to see the aristocrats on the Feudal Territory, who are now in constant contact with Hetty and Rebecca and the others, they have created the Miss Viscountess, who is always running around. Not bad feelings and closeness: Gawain is a strong pillar and backing, but it is too powerful for civilians. Hetty is smart and kind, but it seems too harsh and too harsh. Only Rebecca, this is running around to help. There is no shelf at all, and the girl who smiles at everyone, almost everyone will subconsciously ignore her aristocratic identity.

Another important reason is that Rebecca’s Big Fireball is really a good hand to burn and fry stones…

Seeing that Rebecca was thinking, the few civilians who helped me didn’t dare to bother. They don’t understand what Duke adults ordered to build such a place for flint stone, but the waterwheel that Duke ordered to build has revealed magical features, and the camp’s planning is also very smart, coupled with the smooth development of the wasteland work. As well as the existence of the newly recruited Druid, everyone is quite convinced about what Gawain has arranged, although I don’t see the use of flint stone… but it is always true.

After trying hard to think about it, Rebecca finally raised his head and came to a conclusion:

I am not suitable for thinking about this.

So she waved her hand: “Take these things and bring them to my ancestors!”

After a while, Gawain saw the pile of unspeakable things that were carried to him.

“This is what you burned… ‘Cement’?” He looked at Rebecca in horror. If he didn’t personally tell him, he could hardly associate the gray-black plaque with the impression of “cement”. .

“Hey? Was this thing called cement?” Rebecca opened his eyes, “a strange name.”

Gawain didn’t have the time to explain what was meant by the term. Although he was prepared for frustration, he still had a subtle frustration, and he saw Rebecca taking out the other basket like a porous rock. After the “stone”, he completely confirmed the failure.

“This is the product after mixing the finished product with water,” Rebecca blinked. “It’s really fast to condense, and it looks like a stone when it’s condensed, but it’s actually loose. brittle……”

Rebecca hasn’t dropped the voice here, and an Amber doesn’t know which corner of the horn is drilled out: “What is loose and crisp? I taste it!”

Gawain slammed the other back into the shadows and turned his head against the dark sighed: “It seems to be a failure.”

He repeatedly confirmed Rebecca’s operation process, confirming that there is no problem from raw materials to the production process, and he also learned that Rebecca has deliberately adjusted the proportion of various raw materials and various parameters such as firepower and calcination time, and also used four parameters. The kiln was cross-tested several times, even with limestone and clay of different textures and origins, but the results were similar.

This world once again showed Gawain its speciality and malice.

The nature of matter is not right. How many of the well-known earthen formulas in memory can be used?

Gawain decided to test all the things that were known in his mind that could be verified by simple methods, and prepared for all the tests to fail.

At the same time, Rebecca is still looking at him with gaze. This girl who has been able to help everyone but has failed seems to have never thought that there is a problem with the “formula” provided by Gawain, and subconsciously put the problem down. On yourself: “Lord Ancestor… I let you down?”

“No, any experiment is a long process, especially when looking for a new material,” Gawain shook his head sighed. “You continue to try to use different stones and soil to calcine, I will give you a few more. Possible formula. Think of it as a long-term, leisurely work, and don’t affect the progress of the steel plant.”