After talking about important matters, Werther unlocked the silence technique.
He took out several bottles of blue potion from his pocket and gave them to the consul,
"This is the magic potion I made. It's called Dali. Lord Archon, you can try it when you get back."
"Oh! I heard that this is a good thing, so I accepted it, haha."
"Lord Werther, have you made enough for a thousand bottles? I brought enough money." A businessman rubbed his hands and asked Werther.
Werther "Of course, the goods are up there, you can let the servants carry them. But you have to be careful when you take them to sell. You can drink up to two bottles a day. Any more will cause problems."
"I understand!"
"One bottle is enough for such a good thing!"
"Haha!"
The men present all booed.
"Lord Werther, can you give me a bottle?" Melisandre, the red-robed woman, suddenly asked.
The men around him suddenly lost their voices and looked at the priestess of R'hllor.
Werther put away his smile, looked at Melisandre's seductive eyes and said seriously, "It's not that I won't give it to you, this medicine is only effective for men."
Seeing Werther's seriousness, Melisandre smiled slightly and leaned forward. The cloak on her shoulders slipped down to her wrists, revealing a charming ravine. A gold necklace hung around her neck, and the ruby on the pendant just slipped into the ravine. She said in a soft and seductive voice, "I just want to see some potions made by this magical alchemy."
All the men present crossed their legs and turned their heads, not daring to look at Melisandre. A few of them started talking and joking with each other.
They were locals, and they knew that the priestesses of R'hllor could only look at them, not touch them. If they touched them, they might be burned to death as sacrifices.
Vert handed Melisandre a bottle, and now he had the energy to use magic detection to carefully explore her. Her magic power was much less than that of Renly, but she had some secret techniques developed by the R'hllor faction, and the magic power in her body was being converted into
There is a weak flame, no wonder she can wear only one piece of clothing in the cold north.
However, based on the knowledge of magic currently possessed by Witte, once the magic power is converted into flames in the body, it is equivalent to releasing a destructive spell in the body, which will harm itself. This is worth studying.
Werther then said "Are you interested in my magic?"
Melisandre "The things in Braavos are spreading everywhere, and I am really curious whether it is true or not."
She didn't have the ability to detect magic, so she obviously didn't believe it when she heard the rumors. Witte happened to have arrived at the ruins of Valyria, where he hired slaves to dig, and wouldn't leave for a short time, so she took the time to come over and have a look.
Witte stood up and said to everyone, "Today I am going to use magic to smelt Valyrian steel. If you are interested, please come and take a look."
What Wirth wants is to let them see as much as they want, unless it is a newly generated Valyrian steel ingot. Ordinary Valyrian steel products can be smelted back into the furnace without magic. There are very few people in Essos continent who can do it now.
This craft has a high degree of confidentiality and will never be spread to outsiders.
Of course Werther can do it, but here Werther intends to use magic to smelt it and let them watch it, but they won't be able to learn it anyway.
Everyone came to the renovated furnace in the camp.
Nymeria held a cloth bag. She ripped open the buckles and dumped a pile of armor parts onto the ground with a crash.
Tyene was also holding a cloth bag. After opening it, she threw two daggers and an ax on top of the armor.
Witte said, "This is a set of men's Valyrian steel armor, two daggers and an axe. I will melt it down later and customize a set of armor, a spear and an ax for my wife."
Dagger."
"Valyrian armor!"
"This!"
"Oh my God!"
Even the slave owners and wealthy merchants of Volantis have never seen such a large pile of Valyrian steel products. There may be one in the Black Wall Castle, but they have never heard anyone say or see it. This is a
A huge fortune was lost to Werther, and everyone's assessment of Werther's financial resources rose to a new level.
What Werther wanted was this effect. Hearing their exclamations, Werther began to take off his clothes.
The weather here is already hot, and it's even hotter next to the furnace. Werther has to use fire magic throughout the whole journey. Instead of soaking his clothes, it's better to go shirtless.
Witte put the clothes on Nymeria and said to everyone, "You can stay a little further away, the temperature will be a little high for a while."
"Okay, okay"
Nymeria and Tyene retreated away. They knew that Veidt would never talk nonsense when it comes to magic. The others were very excited to see the smelting of Valyrian steel with their own eyes, and they all had smiles on their faces.
After taking a step back, she stopped moving. Only Melisandre remained standing.
Werther didn't care about them anymore, they would retreat on their own when the heat got hot.
The furnace had already been lit by the blacksmith, and the blacksmiths also stepped back and stood around to watch.
He threw the armor into the tong pot, opened the furnace and put it in. A wave of heat rushed out instantly.
Magic power surged in Witte's hand, and he turned on the flame cloak magic. After the flame cloak is turned on, the whole body can be covered with flames, and it can also increase some flame resistance.
"Oh!" There was another exclamation from the surrounding people.
Melisandre also widened her red eyes.
Wirt's hands spurted flames, and the Fire Tongue technique continued to spray magical flames into the furnace to increase the temperature. It didn't take long for the armor to begin to melt.
Werther was now a fireman. He turned around, picked up a few weapons on the ground, threw them into the tongs pot, and continued to release the Fire Tongue Technique.
Burning like this with the furnace door open, the temperature around the furnace is getting hotter and hotter. Everyone has no choice but to start to back away. Melisandre, who has not moved, naturally stands out. Seeing that she is not even sweating, everyone begins to think of her differently.
Evaluation.
Before long, the armor and weapons all melted into a golden-red molten metal.
The pale white halo of the magic hand gushed out from Witte's hand, wrapped the tongs in the furnace and took it out. A pale white halo also gushed out from the other hand to form molds of various shapes.
The golden-red molten metal poured out into the grinding tool, forming a rough strip or long plate shape.
After it was slightly cooled and formed, it was then folded and forged repeatedly, and the Valyrian embryo was placed on the anvil. Without a hammer, Wirt directly used his magic hand to condense the shape and hammer it.
Wirt was naked from the waist up, and the flames all over his body were hammered hard with magic, and the muscles on his back were twisting rhythmically. Tyene turned her head left and right, saw the maid next to her holding a kettle, trotted over to take it, and ran back to Nymeria
Next to him, he quietly unscrewed a bottle of Vigor from his sleeve and poured it into the kettle. Then he held Nymeria's hand tightly and looked at Werther's strong back.
The magic hand is very convenient. It can be transformed into various shapes according to one's own ideas. It is also very strong, so it is a portable multi-functional tool.
Werther moved very quickly, hammering and quenching continuously to shape the metal into a rough shape. Werther's forging level finally reached level 100.
The first thing to make was the dagger for Tyene, which Werther modified based on the prototype of Lady Thalia's dagger in World of Warcraft.
The overall dagger is smoked gray from Valyrian steel, with complex carvings on the handle and tail. The blade is also carved, and the carvings have been turned into gold. There is also a hollow inside. Werther changed the ring to an oval, and there are many more on the side.
There are two buckles, just enough to hold a poison bottle, and there is a small channel inside the dagger blade. As long as you squeeze it with magic power, the poison can flow from the inside to the blood groove on the dagger blade.
Wit handed the dagger to Triene. "Try to see if it's smooth. Put the poison bottle in the middle of the dagger and squeeze it out with magic power. If there are any problems, you can still correct them now."
Triene waved the dagger a few times, and Werther saw that she had taken out another bottle of Vigor from nowhere. She fiddled with it twice and inserted it into the hollow in the middle of the dagger. With a little use of magic, the blue liquid came out of the blood of the dagger.
Water flowed out of the tank and dripped on the ground.
"Being stabbed by this dagger is really worse than death!" The men around were discussing in a low voice.
Triene was delighted "Very good!"
"As long as you like it, I'll grind it now." Witte took the dagger and prepared to grind it. Advanced grinding also requires continuous magic power output to the weapon and equipment. Witte is now ready to grind this dagger to the legendary level.
There was a harsh sound from the grinding wheel, and at the same time the light of magic continued to flash. It didn't take long before it was finally completed and handed to Triene again
"Give this dagger a name."
Triene took the dagger and found a shovel lying next to her. She stabbed it through the shovel and the shovel was stabbed through easily.
"This dagger can be used with poison, and you made it for me, Werther. It's called Triene's dagger!" After Triene said, she jumped up and hugged Werther.
"Come down first, I have to make armor and weapons for Nymeria!" Witte patted Tyene on the back and motioned for her to get off first. Dornish women are so open-minded and dare to hug in front of so many people.
It would be absolutely impossible for such a thing to happen to the nobles who lived in Werther, and Werther became more and more fond of the two women.
Tyene stepped back, and everyone witnessed the entire process of forging a new Valyrian weapon. They even blessed her for getting the weapon, and Tyene was not stingy and handed the dagger to everyone to play with.
Nymeria's spear still has three sections. This time, the folding joint design is more exquisite than the previous spear. Hold the middle section and buckle the mechanism to extend the spear with a flick, but the three sections cannot be separated.<
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There are some carvings on the blade of the gun head, and there are three sets of anti-teeth on the back of the gun head. Since there is not so much material, the gun barrel is made hollow, so every collision can make a very unique sound.
The entire spear is made of Valyrian steel. Nymeria is a practical person and her weapons are not fancy.
The armor was made according to her body shape, with gaps inside for wearing warm clothes. The overall smoky gray plate armor looks very ferocious, with a skull on the chest and heart. Euron's jaw bone was also melted into the shoulder armor by Werther.
Part, a ferocious beast head was made on the left shoulder, and some short spikes were made on the right shoulder.
Werther also polished his armor and spear to the legendary level.
"Nymeria, come here and try it on."
The armor Werther is designed to be very convenient. It is not easy to fall off and is easy to put on. It can be served by an attendant. Now Werther can only do it himself.
Not long after, Nymeria put on her armor and picked up her spear.
Everyone was shocked and speechless. They were envious, jealous, and hated why Werther was not theirs.
Wit walked around Nymeria a few times, "You can wear a belt around your waist, hang two small bags, hang a flag, and add a cloak on the back. Let's give the weapon a name!" p>
Westeros only has a tradition of naming weapons, and very few armors have names.
Nymeria thought for a while, "The sound of the spears clashing is very similar to the cry of a white crow, so it is called a white crow."