Chapter 337 Deadlock
"How about it?"

The dwarf's arrogant voice made the two witchers look away and swallowed almost at the same time.

Tell the truth.

Even if it is expensive jewelry or paintings, no matter how expensive they are, it will not have much impact on them.

Sharp weapons, sturdy armor and various magical accessories...

And each one is a masterpiece.

Gee...

Look at those charming lines and curves, look at that alluring glow, which demon hunter, no, which warrior can withstand such temptation?
“You’d better be careful, Holden.” Vesemir said sternly, “I’m already thinking about my escape route…”

"Hahaha."

The dwarf laughed heartily, and his laughter seemed to shake his entire stone house.

"But you won't, Vesemir. I believe Arryn won't either," the dwarf suddenly stopped smiling and said with certainty, "You witcher masters of the Wolf School are all very arrogant. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been reduced to the state you are in by those damn nobles and wizards of Kaedwen."

"God knows why those ungrateful bastards are targeting you like this."

"You know, if you trace back to the past, there is not a single person in Kaedwen whose ancestors have not received life-saving grace from the Wolf School witchers."

"That damned Big Glutton—well, he's dead—established his throne with the help of the Wolf School's Grandmaster..."

"Horton!" Vesemir said coldly.

“Okay, okay, I won’t say any more…” The dwarf raised his hands, smiled awkwardly, and looked at Arryn. “Then come in… I promise you, Arryn, you will definitely fall in love with the beauty I forged for you.”

talking.

The dwarf led the two witchers into the treasure room.

As I stepped over the threshold made of magic-blocking gold, a chill suddenly came over me.

"It will be a bit cold. The precious materials of monsters such as werewolf hearts and scorpion spider silk are easy to rot under high temperatures, so I specially asked the Lisberg Group Civil Partnership to help me design this magic circle that can operate continuously..."

"Doesn't the magic metal suppress magical energy?" Ailin asked curiously.

Make sense.

Wrapped in such a thick metal box of repelling magic, it's a miracle that the magic lights on the wall can light up.

At least after entering the treasure room, Ailin felt that the four elements around him seemed to be frozen, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He guessed that this was because his affinity with water and earth attributes exceeded ten points, allowing him to sense both water and earth elements.

Say a few words off topic.

Because he could sense the dual elements of water and earth, he went to Vera to learn spells for a few days when he was in Kaer Morhen.

After checking, the sorceress discovered that Ailin could indeed learn spells, of course only the water and earth spells.

After the results came out, the sorceress was very surprised.

But Ailin gave up after learning for two or three days.

Because the progress is too slow.

It took Mary only two or three days to learn the same novice spell, but it took him two or three years.

Of course, Demon Hunting Notes can also be learned by force.

But a water cleansing spell that can only be used for washing requires 137 experience beads.

He would be crazy to spend that money.

So after a few days, I asked the sorceress to suspend the course.

But this is also a good sign. Once the elemental affinity is improved, the difficulty of learning will definitely be reduced.

"Good question!" The dwarf smiled but did not answer directly. "That's why this treasure room cost me all my life savings, and I also borrowed a lot from Vivaldi Bank."

Even Vesemir, who had a stern face, was surprised.

A dwarf forging master has to borrow half his life savings.

That must be an exaggerated number, at least dozens or hundreds of times that of Elsa.

"This is it." The dwarf stopped in front of the armor rack with the red medium armor.

It was exactly what Ailin saw at the door of the treasure room.

But when you get closer, the details of the armor become clearer.

The bright red breastplate looked like burning charcoal, or like blood freshly stained on a battlefield.

The armor that fits closely to the body at the shoulders, wrists, and knees has the same dark blue sheen as the walls of the treasure room.

The reason why Ailin caught it at the door was naturally because it was very similar in appearance to the master suit on Vesemir. It was obvious at a glance that they were of a similar style.

But the reason why he didn't dare to recognize it at once was because this set of armor and the one Vesemir was wearing did not seem to be forged and sewn from the same level of material.

how to say……

Just like the third-rate games in the previous life, there were equipment of different qualities such as ordinary, rare, excellent, epic, and legendary.

The Wolf School Master Set on Vesemir is probably of rare grade.

The thing in front of us is, after all, an epic or even legendary item with special effects and light.

therefore.

Although Ailin did not identify the faceplate of the Wolf School Master suit on Vesemir, he still took the opportunity to identify the eye-catching armor in front of him.

then……

Ok?
【name:?】

[Type: Artificial Magic Material]

【Function:?】

[Note: Unfinished masterpiece]

The question mark in the name means it has not been named yet. We have seen the wolf emblem before when the Ring of Elements was formed.

But this is the first time that even the functions are question marks.

In addition...

Artificial magical materials?
Through the translucent panel, I glanced at the colorful Wolf School Master Set.

“This is the first time I’ve seen this category.”

However, since it can be identified, after completion it will at least be a magic item with special effects like "Night·Color".

Who knows, there might be a set effect when you collect all four parts in the game.

“And the comment about ‘Masterpiece’… maybe I can raise my expectations a bit higher,” he thought.

"All she needs now is an alchemist to carve a magic circle to unleash the elemental magic power contained in these top-grade magic materials..." The dwarf held his head high with a proud look on his face, "Don't try to fool her with those alchemists who are not worthy of their reputation..."

"No, Ms. Vera's alchemy skills are among the best in the entire northern continent."

Vesemir waved his hand to interrupt, but his eyes did not move away from the red armor for a second. There was desire and envy in his eyes, but more of it was confusion.

“This…” Vesemir pursed his lips, took a few steps forward, and observed it carefully for several seconds. “This doesn’t seem to be the flying lizard skin I gave you…”

"It's indeed not," the dwarf nodded, stroked his beard, and urged, "Try it first, there will be a surprise after you put it on..."

Arryn looked at Vesemir.

Vesemir glanced at the smiling dwarf, hesitated for a second, and nodded.

"Then I'll try."

The breastplate tentacles are tough, and they exude a hint of warmth even in the chilly treasure room.

"Dragon skin..." Vesemir, who was helping Arryn put on the armor, touched the scaly leather on the breastplate and his expression suddenly changed.

"It's a red dragon." The dwarf added with a smile.

The Demon Hunter Master looked at him deeply and said nothing. He put away the leather armor and tied the belt for Ailin.

The dwarven forged and sewn breastplate is slightly too large for the wearer.

The two demon hunters had anticipated this. After all, Aylin was only fourteen years old, an age when his physique was growing rapidly.

Based on the experience of the dwarven forge masters, they must have estimated Arryn's physique when he was an adult.

but.

After the straps on the breastplate were fastened, with a "swoosh" sound, the entire breastplate suddenly shrank like a living thing, fitting Ailin's body perfectly.

"Hahaha~" The dwarf laughed heartily, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "Did you think I would make it according to Arryn's adult size?"

Without waiting for the two witchers to speak, he asked himself and answered:

"But I, Holden Qui-Gon, am not an ordinary craftsman who can only forge ordinary products..."

“What’s the price?” Vesemir took a deep breath. “This must be new material.”

"Good vision!" The dwarf gave a thumbs up. "The silk of the scorpion spider queen can give cortical biological materials life-like activity..."

"Red dragon skin, silk of the venomous scorpion spider queen, and what else you exchanged for? Tell me all at once now..." The demon hunter master watched Ailin put on the last boot.

Instantly.

From bottom to top, the red magic glow was like ripples on a lake, covering the armor with a layer of bright red.

Ailin looked like the high-level vampire in the legend who went in and out of banquets and hunted humans.

Mysterious and powerful!
"There are only these two things, the stomach of a great griffin, the heart of a werewolf, and the magic-blocking metal. They are not top-level magic forging materials, but they are enough. Replacing them with better ones will not produce better results..."

After a pause, the dwarf added, "Knowing that you witchers are not those pompous human nobles, I only improve the quality where necessary."

"So, how does it feel?"

"It feels... good..." Ailin closed his eyes.

A gentle warmth surges throughout my body.

This warm current seems to be not only able to resist the severe cold, but it also automatically interacts with the surroundings and even the magic power in the demon hunter's body, making the blood and magic power in the body seem to be more active.

In other words, it slightly increases the speed of wound healing, mana recovery, and spellcasting (especially fire spells or seals)...

"Hahaha, of course it's great," the dwarf crossed his arms and laughed proudly, "Once Ms. Vera thinks of the engraved magic circle, she will be even better!"

"This will be my most proud masterpiece so far!"

And give a few sincere compliments.

The three people in the treasure room fell silent almost at the same time.

"We are very satisfied with the armor," Vesemir said suddenly after looking at Arlin, "So tell me, Holden, how much money do we need to make up?"

Holden shook his head.

"Don't tell us that these two materials are free," the Demon Hunter Master said with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. "Giant dragons have not appeared in the world for a long time. Perhaps only Zerekan on the other side of the Blue Mountains can find the whereabouts of those beautiful creatures with 100% certainty..."

"The price of the scorpion spider queen's silk isn't much cheaper. The combined cost of the two is more than what we paid you two or three months ago, which is 10,000 orens..."

"Of course not," the dwarf shook his head, as if he didn't hear the irony in the witcher's tone, "but you really don't need to pay anything more, because someone has already paid for you."

"The despicable Demaevi II?"

"The despicable... but very generous Demaevi II." The dwarf hesitated for a second and corrected, "Although he used a lot of tricks to trick me into coming here, he really gave me everything I asked for and never stabbed his own people in the back. I have lived very comfortably in Vergen these years."

Vesemir glanced at Ailin beside him and said, "I prefer Oren, who has given more. Horton, although I am a pauper, the owner of this armor is unexpectedly rich."

Under the dwarf's doubtful gaze, Ailin tacitly took out several savings certificates from his wallet. The total amount on them exceeded 100,000 orens.

These are bearer certificates of deposit from Wengerberg and Ireland in the first half of the year.

"How much is it? I can pay it!" The demon hunter was straightforward because it was easy to make money.

Even because Elland placed several large orders for corpse-eating bio-oil and ghost oil, he will be even richer when he gets paid in another two months.

The dwarf was stunned for a second, thinking he had heard wrongly.

After scanning the Vivaldi Bank notes and confirming the string of zeros, his rough bearded face was filled with astonishment.

A master demon hunter who has lived for hundreds of years is not even as rich as one of his children!
Are you serious?

The dwarf looked at Arryn in surprise for a few more times, as if trying to figure out what unique way a fourteen-year-old witcher could make money.

“But even so, I can’t possibly accept it.” He smiled bitterly. “Both the red dragon skin and the scorpion spider queen’s silk were sent by Demaevi II’s knights.”

"Let's go back to Kaer Morhen. The Chief will definitely have it..."

"Hey, hey, hey..." The dwarf interrupted rudely with a few shouts, "Vesemir... my old friend, it's just for a big griffin. Didn't you just kill one a few months ago?"

“You know why, Holden…” Vesemir’s face was cold, “Wolf School…”

"The School of the Wolf adheres to the principle of neutrality..." The dwarf scratched his beard irritably. "I know this. Everyone knows the principles of you good guys."

"Let's not talk about how the Kaedwen wizards and nobles treat you. The Great Griffin is not on the front line of the battlefield. You don't need to side with either side..."

"Even on the front lines... I heard that you demon hunters also have a history of clearing out corpse-eating creatures when two armies are at war, and there are quite a few..."

Vesemir stared coldly at the dwarf until his voice became quieter and his tone more guilty.

After the dwarf completely shut his mouth with an ugly expression, he warned without any hesitation:
"Don't play with words, Holden, don't play with words."

"The clearing of ghouls on the front line was agreed upon by both sides of the battlefield. Is Demaevi II willing to let Kaedwen know about this?"

The dwarf put on a sour face and said, "Is our friendship over the years useless?"

“If it’s just some small monsters like water ghosts and ghouls that are harassing us, we can certainly help you, but the great griffin…” Vesemir shook his head, “The great griffin has too much influence on the situation in Kaedwen and Aedirn.”

"No compromise at all?" The dwarf's thick eyebrows stood up in anger.

Vesemir sighed deeply and shook his head firmly.

this moment.

The coldness in the treasure room grew even stronger.

(End of this chapter)