"Damn it, is it coming so soon?"

After hearing this news, the portrait could no longer remain calm and walked quickly towards the distance.

"Hey, wait, give me two less gold coins!"

When the white old lady saw that the other party was interested in leaving, she counted the money in her hand faster. When she left the cart and tried to stop the other party, she found that the portrait had long disappeared.

"My gold coins." After she looked around and saw no other person's figure, the white old lady was in a low mood and looked sad. She slowly returned to her stall. Not long after, she began to shout and sell to the tourists passing by again.

"Brother Blacksmith, has my sword been built?"

The portrait did not contact his teammates as soon as possible, but instead stopped at the blacksmith shop that he passed by last night.

"Oh, it's you. The last step is missing from the sword body. Please be patient."

After hearing the screams outside the door, the blonde middle-aged man walked out of the blacksmith shop. When he saw the portrait waiting anxiously, he explained to him indifferently.

"How long will it take?" the portrait frowned and asked.

"About three hours." The blacksmith stretched out his finger and calculated, and answered.

"Is there no way to get faster?" Just as the portrait said this, he suddenly saw the blonde middle-aged man's face becoming weird.

He couldn't help but wonder, and after thinking for a while, he understood the reason, he hadn't paid yet...

"Look at my head." The portrait pretended to be frustrated, grabbed a handful of gold coins from the storage ring and stuffed it into the other party's arms, and said, "This is the reward you deserve, please accept it."

The blonde middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he nodded with a smile and responded: "Don't worry, I will definitely cast it for you as quickly as possible."

As he spoke, he immediately walked into the blacksmith shop, and the portrait raised his eyebrows and followed closely, wanting to see the progress of the sword casting with his own eyes.

Unfinished Dragon Slaying Sword: Bloodsucking 8, Armor Break 6, Attack Speed ​​3, Passive - Every time a dragon clan kills bloodline, it will seize the essence of life on the opponent, thereby permanently improving its abilities.

(not activated) Active skill 1: Dragon's natural enemy. When encountering a monster with dragon bloodline, damage reduction is 50%, and ignoring the roar of dragon power.

(Not activated) Active skill 2: The Hunter's Sorrow. When encountering the Dragon Clan bloodline, the skill damage will increase by 200%, and the probability of falling items will be randomly increased.

Although the blonde middle-aged man has not completed the giant sword yet, the portrait has begun to initially meet the power of this dragon-slaying sword.

Suddenly, he saw the blacksmith take out a golden stone from his arms and throw it into the stove. The portrait could unexpectedly see its properties.

Crazy Alchemy Stone: Epic, method 1. When you encounter a monster and throw it to the other party’s position, you will hit 100% of the time and will gather a meteorite in the sky to land, causing lethality.

Method 2 of usage: It can be used as material auxiliary forging to forcibly improve the quality attributes of weapons.

"Thank you..." Before the portrait could express his gratitude, the blonde middle-aged man interrupted him with a expressionless face and said, "Don't thank you first, you will receive a thousand gold coins."

"Fuck, it's so expensive? Boss, you're forcing a forced sale... you don't have money." The portrait stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him incredibly, and finally became a scoundrel.

"Tsk tsk, you said you wanted to speed up the forging, why don't you admit it now? Well, just leave this dragon-slaying sword and come and take it away when you have money."

The blonde middle-aged man jumped and said with anger.

"No, boss, then I'll use my stuff to mortgage it to see if it's enough."

When the portrait heard this, it was immediately unhappy. After discussing, the two thought of a solution. The portrait took out a purse from the storage ring and threw it to each other, and then placed the dense drop items in the storage ring on the ground.

"Well, put down the two swords on your back, so that's barely half of it."

The blonde middle-aged man suddenly looked at the two long swords behind the portrait and had an idea.

"No." The portrait jumped up immediately like a cat with a guess of its tail, because he could defeat Keno last time with two swords, otherwise he would have died at the hands of the other party.

"Oh, okay." The blonde middle-aged man sighed slightly when he saw the portrait's stubborn look.

He turned around and grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword in the stove with an iron clip, made the sword hilt for the Dragon Slaying Sword, cast it into color, and after completing the last process, he stopped the movement in his hand.

After the opponent did all this, the portrait instantly saw that the giant sword attributes had risen by several levels, and the two active skills had been activated.

"Uncle, I'm leaving." The portrait's eyes showed joy and kept looking at the appearance of the sword. He found that the Dragon Slaying Sword was ferocious, dark and very cunning, and his body exuded his remaining power as if he could penetrate the heart and scare the opponent.

If you look too long, your consciousness will become blurred, creating the illusion that it is also staring at you.

"Then I'll leave, uncle." The portrait nodded with satisfaction, intending to pick up the dragon-slaying sword and put it behind.

"Wait," Suddenly, the blonde middle-aged man standing behind the portrait called him.

"What's wrong?" The portrait was slightly stunned, stopped at the angle, and a hint of vigilance arose in her heart.

"I'll make a temporary scabbard for you first. Remember my words. It's best not to take out this sword when you have teammates around you."

The blonde middle-aged man first chose a sword sheath of similar size from the wall and handed it to the portrait. After seeing him, he showed a confused expression and reminded him: "The power of the Dragon Slaying Sword is too great. While you keep killing enemies, the opponent's resentment will also be condensed on it. Although it can increase its power, it is invisible to be hidden danger. If your teammates around you are not conscious, they will easily be controlled by the Dragon Slaying Sword and act involuntarily, become a puppet of the sword. In addition, as you continue to use this Dragon Slaying Sword to kill enemies, it will continue to infect you with your breath, making you cold and ruthless and become a machine that only knows how to kill."

"No, I won't become that person." Portrait smiled and spoke confidently.

"Oh, why?" The blonde middle-aged man was slightly stunned, feeling a little curious.

"Because as long as there is faith in my heart, my will will never be erased."

The portrait was not even noticed by himself. When he said this, a hot light emanated from his eyes.

"Young man, then you will know that this sword is powerful, and you will suffer."

The blonde middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked into the blacksmith shop. Suddenly he thought of something, turned around and looked at the portrait he wanted to leave, and called him again.

"By the way, young man, I don't know your name yet?"

"Haha, my name is Portrait."

"Portrait? Well, it's such a good name..."

"By the way, portrait, if you encounter some rare materials in the future, you can ask me to cast a scabbard. The scabbard on your hand cannot suppress the Dragon Slaying Sword, and it will be scrapped and useless soon."

The blonde middle-aged man woke up for the portrait with a serious face and continued, "No, the following materials are: a dragon tooth, a dragon bone marrow, a flaming grass, and five pieces of cold iron."

"With these materials, I can cast a sword hilt for you that specifically restrains the Dragon Slaying Sword, constantly offsetting its resentment."

"Where are these materials?" The portrait raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Well, let me think about it. Flame grass is in the active volcano area of ​​the Alps. As for the cold iron, I heard that it is in the death basin."

"Okay." The portrait knew it was not a good place, it must be extremely dangerous, but he quickly thought about it. His main task now is to improve his strength. As for finding materials to cast scabbards, he can temporarily postpone it.

"The Lightning Sword and the Bloodthirsty Sword have really found a good master!"

The blonde middle-aged man silently watched the portrait gradually fade away and sighed in his heart.

"Wait, boy, you forgot to write the IOU."

Just as the portrait was about to disappear from his sight, the blonde middle-aged man patted his head and shouted regretfully.

When the portrait heard the sound, it did not stop immediately, but instead accelerated the speed under its feet.

"IOU or something, it's really a shame, so let's forget it."

However, he did not expect that because of his temporary differences, when the name of his portrait spread throughout Arad, his behavior became a topic of conversation among professionals after dinner.
Chapter completed!