Time passed and came to the second day.
Yesterday afternoon, Nalant drank wine with Black Tower all afternoon, allowing the dwarf to enjoy the charm of the Eye of the Storm without any restrictions.
The result was that Heita took Nalant's hand and not only thanked him, but also promised that as long as Nalant said a word, Heita would go through fire and water.
Nalant didn't want Black Tower to go through fire and water, but he wanted to keep this dwarf in the Storm Territory.
After all, the Forge of the Furnace is still some distance away from his territory, so it is convenient for the dwarf craftsmen to stay in their own territory, no matter what they do.
Of course, Narant has not made this clear yet.
Because you can't rush this matter, you have to let the eye of the storm slowly corrode the black tower.
He believed that Black Tower would definitely not be able to escape the eye of the storm.
And even though he was very drunk yesterday, Heita was still in high spirits when he woke up this morning.
Nalant took him to the blacksmith shop and started forging the barrel of the magic cannon.
"Nalant, don't worry, I will definitely forge the best object for you!"
When Nalant left, Black Tower did not forget to pat his chest to express his determination.
As for the craftsmanship of Black Tower, Nalant still trusted him. He nodded and left the blacksmith shop, waiting for Black Tower to forge the cannon body before asking his subordinates to come down and inform him.
After leaving the blacksmith shop, Nalant did not return to the castle immediately, but went to the workshop where the chief goblin craftsman was.
"I have met the noble lord!"
When the chief craftsman Ruba saw Narant, he immediately offered his respectful greetings.
The same goes for the goblin craftsmen around him.
Although they surrendered to Nalant at first, it was because of the order of their leader.
But now, they have discovered that maybe surrendering to this human noble is not a bad thing.
Because although they, Gong Jing, were prisoners, their status was greatly improved after surrendering.
For example, the human noble in front of them gave them the privilege of unlimited food at a small town restaurant for three meals a day.
As long as they can afford it, they can eat as much as they want, no matter what kind of delicacies there are in the restaurant.
And on days like this, how have they tried in the Death Swamp before?
Even if I wanted to eat something meaty on weekdays, I would catch swamp earthworms from the Death Swamp.
As for World of Warcraft meat, although it is available, on average you can only get half a kilogram of it in a month.
After all, the monsters in the Death Swamp are very powerful and good at hiding and sneak attacks.
Even with a one-eyed troll hunting, it is not easy to catch a monster.
"Well, get up!"
"Luba, how many bed crossbows have been forged recently?"
"Returning to the noble nobles, twenty new bed crossbows have been forged!"
"Twenty." Nalant nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Luba, then you should temporarily stop forging this crossbow!"
"I want you to forge another item."
"My noble noble, please give me your orders!"
"It's that magic carriage of your Goblin tribe!"
"Magic carriage?!" Chief Craftsman Lumba's eyes widened immediately.
Obviously, Nalant was a little surprised that he actually knew about the existence of such a magic tool.
"Luba, don't be surprised. Your Lumba leader has already told me about the magic tools that your Goblins can forge now."
"Of course, you don't have to blame Lumba for telling me this!"
"Because Lumba also wants to restore the glory of your Goblin clan!"
"Think about it, your Goblin's glory was tens of thousands of years ago, but now that glory is no longer there. Even the glory of the past has been slowly forgotten due to the passage of time, which has led to doubts!"
"And I am now willing to help you forge all kinds of magical magical equipment."
"Although these tools will all be used by me, I can assure you that no matter who asks in the future, I will tell you that these magic tools were created by your goblins!"
"In this way, the faded glory of your goblins will definitely return!"
Nalant said to several goblins.
He said that all the goblins were stunned.
"Thank you for your generosity, my lord!"
The chief craftsman, Ruba, was the first to react and bowed respectfully to Nalant.
Obviously, he did not question the authenticity of Narant's words.
On the contrary, I think it is.
This time, even though they had held the forging manual for decades, they were unable to forge these magical instruments.
And now with the help of this human noble to forge these tools, I believe that after other races see the magic of these tools, they will definitely look at their Goblin race again.
And in this way, the status of the Goblins who have been pushed to the margins will definitely be improved.
"No need to thank me, Ruba, then you can start forging immediately, because next month I will go on an expedition to the west with the major empires and principalities of the Holy Alliance to deal with the dark creatures."
If you want to show off your goblins' magical tools, then this is definitely a very good time.
"Yes, noble sir, we will definitely work hard... But sir, forging a magic carriage is actually not difficult, because its structure is very simple, and the magic airship is as complicated as it is."
"But it also has the same characteristics as the magic airship, that is, it requires magic crystals to drive!"
"Ruba, don't worry, I will take care of the matter of the magic crystal, so your task is to build the car itself for me!" Nalant waved his hand.
"Yes, my lord!"
Next, Luba and other goblin craftsmen stopped forging the ballista and started forging the Moneng carriage instead.
After giving orders about the magic carriage, Nalant went to the Stormland construction site.
He was also very satisfied with the progress of the Stormland construction site.
Only then did Nalant return to the castle happily.
Time flies and more than ten days pass.
And that morning, Mario brought good news to Zhuang Kang, that is, the trading team from the Principality of Parkin has arrived at Lucky Town at full speed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And what they brought with them was the magic crystal.
"Invite them into the castle!"
Nalant was already looking forward to seeing the magic crystal.
Fortunately, the Pajin Principality was also very concerned, and it took just over ten days to rush over and bring the magic crystal.
Since it was a quickie, there were not many people coming this time, only about thirty people, most of them were guards.
The person taking the lead was a prince from the Parkin Principality.
"Your Excellency Nalant, it is an honor to meet you. I am the third prince of the Parkin Principality, Park!"
"Sir Parker, welcome to the Storm Territory, you've had a hard journey!"
Narant also immediately came forward to be polite.
Immediately, he led Parker into the inner castle and went to the hall.
Continuing to say a few polite words in this hall, Narant also got straight to the point.
"Prince Parker, I heard that you have brought the magic crystals this time?"
"That's right, Your Excellency Nalant, after my father learned that you confirmed that you wanted to buy it, he immediately asked me to send it over."
Immediately, Parker waved towards the door of the hall, and immediately five or six of his men came in carrying five exquisite boxes.
When all of his subordinates stood still, Parker randomly selected a box, placed it in front of his and Nalant's desk, and opened it.
As the box was opened, a rich purple light immediately overflowed from the box.
To be continued...