Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1050 - 659, Dwarf Master

Chapter 1050: Chapter 659, Dwarf Master

Fang Hao emerged from the Sea Tribe store and stood among the crowd, listening to the surrounding chatter.

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He listened here a little, there a little.

He soon understood what everyone was gathered for.

It turned out that a very famous Dwarf forging master was in town.

If the materials you brought gained his interest, you could then commission this master to craft equipment for you.

If not, there was no loss to either party.

This kind of forging was beneficial for both sides.

The client would receive tailor-made equipment, while the master could enhance his own skills through the crafting process.

Indeed, the headquarters of the Trade Alliance was never short of activities.

There was always some competition or event happening at various stores.

Standing among the crowd, Fang Hao was reminded of the ‘Demon’s Tooth’ and ‘Hard Hoof’ he had acquired.

These should be regarded as rare materials.

Maybe he could have the Dwarf master take a look, not to mention whether they would catch his fancy.

At that time, he might also learn about their specific uses.

The area was abuzz with noise.

Suddenly, the door of the store opened, and a Dwarf with a red beard came out.

“Please be quiet, Master ‘Brinston’ has indeed arrived at the store and will select materials today to forge equipment for clients who meet his standards,” the Dwarf said in a rough voice, his beard bristling as he spoke.

The surrounding area instantly fell silent, with many people showing expressions of joy on their faces.

It seemed that they too had prepared some materials.

The Dwarf continued, “However, before that, there is a preliminary selection step.”

Saying so, five other Dwarves, each with various styles of beards, came out and stood in front of the store.

“These five are also renowned craftsmen among the Dwarves. If your materials are of high quality but do not meet Master ‘Brinston’s’ criteria for forging, you can choose one of these five craftsmen for the job,” the Dwarf announced loudly.

Essentially, this place was a custom equipment shop.

Just like those custom clothing stores, it provided equipment customization based on individual requirements using provided materials.

And a master was merely a term used for a highly skilled craftsman.

Normally speaking, renowned craftsmen were Level 4 craftsmen, while ‘Brinston’ was a Level 5 craftsman, with the title of Grandmaster Craftsman.

If ‘Brinston’ could advance further, his title would then be ‘Taoist.’

Although his power was not equivalent, relatively speaking, it was akin to a ‘Demigod’ among heroes.

A Demigod craftsman was even more rare.

“Having a renowned craftsman is good enough, I don’t need a master.”

“Exactly, even if Master Brinston crafted it, I wouldn’t dare to wear it. Who knows how many people would covet it, and I might die without knowing how.”

“You’re right, having the work of a renowned craftsman suits us just fine. Being chosen by a master might not necessarily be a good thing.”

“You’re overthinking it, the master won’t be interested in yours.”

The people below also began to whisper among themselves.

Even if they couldn’t get the master’s recognition, these several renowned craftsmen were actually sufficient.

Moreover, where would so many rare and excellent materials come from?

Purple equipment was just forged from Fine Iron anyway.

…

While everyone was quietly discussing,

the Dwarves had already moved several tables to the doorway.

The five renowned Dwarf craftsmen were seated at the tables, ready to begin.

“Alright, folks, if you are fairly confident in your materials, you can start presenting them now. Only after the approval of a renowned craftsman can you meet Master ‘Brinston,'” the Dwarf continued to speak.

“I’ll go first.” A burly Orc took a seat at one of the tables.

He took out a palm-sized Crystal Stone from the backpack behind him and placed it on the table.

“It’s a ‘Totem Origin Stone.’ This Orc has no ordinary status.”

“Indeed, it’s a rare material. It could fetch a sky-high price on the market.”

Although Fang Hao was far away, he learned from what others said that it was called ‘Totem Origin Stone,’ a crystal condensed from an Orc totem.

Used in equipment, it could forge blessings and protective abilities.

While the Orc verified the material, others at different tables also began to present various materials one after another.

The main ingredient for equipment forging was still metal, like iron and Fine Iron.

The items brought out were materials that could add special powers rather than completely replacing the main material.

Fang Hao gave Demitrija a glance and then squeezed through the crowd.

He sat down at a table.

“What materials do you have? Bring them out,” the Dwarf across the table said.

This Dwarf was clearly young.

His beard was short and his face was less wrinkled.

Fang Hao promptly took out ‘Demon’s Tooth’ and ‘Hard Hoof,’ placing them on the table.

“This…” the Dwarf furrowed his brow slightly.

The Dwarf carefully picked them up, beginning to inspect them with various tools.

The rest of the people behind also became attracted to this side.

They whispered among themselves.

“What is this thing? Such a huge cow’s hoof?”

“Can this even be used as material? It must have been picked up somewhere to dupe people.”

“No, it must be from some ferocious Warcraft.”

As the people whispered, they did not arrive at any conclusions.

The era when Demons appeared was too long ago, and even if there were long-lived species here who had seen a Demon,

they would probably not think in terms of Demons.

The Dwarf looked for a while before putting down his tools.

The rest immediately held their breath, waiting for the Dwarf’s response.

“I can confirm these materials are indeed suitable for forging, but I have never seen them,” the Dwarf spoke.

Wow! The people behind were even more surprised.

A renowned Dwarf craftsman had never seen them.

Guessing where this young human had dug up such materials.

The speculation erupted, even questioning the background of this young man.

Fang Hao smiled, “Before answering, I would like to ask if these two materials meet Master ‘Brinston’s’ standards?”

The Dwarf paused for a moment, then asked, “How much of this material do you have?”

“There are over a hundred teeth and dozens of hooves,”

“I can let you in, but whether you can meet the master’s requirements still depends on the master’s own selection,”

“Thank you, these are materials from a demon,” Fang Hao said in a lowered voice.

The dwarf furrowed his brows but said nothing.

He just nodded and let him in.

…

After the first round of selection,

quite a few rare materials were picked out.

However, most only reached the level of ordinary craftsmen, with master craftsmen being few.

Not to mention meeting the master afterwards.

Fang Hao entered the shop while Demitrija did not follow him in.

In the Trade Alliance residence, it was acceptable for Fang Hao alone, but if two stood together, the target was clear.

Other than Fang Hao, a tall, golden-haired, sharp-eared elf also successfully entered the shop.

The elf was clad in a blue, form-fitting robe.

Adorned with various gold ornaments, he shone brilliantly like an Elf Prince.

Fang Hao carefully looked at his Adam’s apple and chest before discerning that he was male.

This attire was truly quite androgynous.

The elf across from him, equally curious, assessed Fang Hao from top to bottom.

A transmigrator making it inside was just as surprising to him.

The two exchanged a glance, smiled and nodded at each other as a form of greeting.

At that moment, a dwarf entered the room and spoke softly, “Both of you, please follow me.”

They arrived at a room in the backyard,

where they met the master ‘Brinston,’ who looked somewhat old but peculiarly robust,

giving his not-so-tall stature an exaggerated sense of breadth.

Without waiting for either to speak,

Brinston spoke first, “Alright, bring out your items. If you need confidentiality, let me know.”

Fang Hao directly took out the “Demon’s Tooth” and “Hard Hoof.”

The elf beside him also brought out two items,

a branch still rich with green and a shiny piece of metal.

[Eternal Branch][Glowing Water Crystal]The names alone indicated they were no ordinary materials.

Master Brinston first examined the elf’s materials and then nodded, asking, “What would you like to make?”

“A melee-grade magic wand would suffice,”

Brinston nodded, indicating that it was fine.

Then he came to Fang Hao, picked up the two items, and furrowed his brows slightly.

After a close examination, he declared, “Demon’s!”

Ah! A man of understanding.

“Yes,” Fang Hao confirmed.

“Materials from a demon are rare, but of little assistance to me, the craftsman in the shop can manage,” Master Brinston continued.

The meaning was simple: the materials were rare, but not of a high grade.

There was no need for him to craft; the master craftsmen could forge the desired equipment.

“Master, what about this?” Fang Hao then took out the Demon’s Essence and handed it to the dwarf.

The dwarf took it and examined it closely.

“It contains the power of a demon, but it’s not for forging,” the master answered.

Rumors had said the master was capricious, but he seemed quite amiable now.

“Alright, you may leave and find someone outside to help you forge,” said the master and then continued towards the elf.

It seemed he was planning to choose the elf.

Thinking quickly, Fang Hao, realizing encounters with a master were rare, said, “Master, I have another type of material.”

The retreating ‘Brinston’ stopped in his tracks, his expression slightly displeased.

“What is it? Bring it here,” he demanded.

“This material is a bit special; it requires confidentiality,” Fang Hao replied.

Brinston frowned and casually grabbed a piece of dense black cloth, covering the entire table with it.

Such a simple way of ensuring confidentiality…

Under the black cloth, Fang Hao presented the material, handing it to the dwarf.

When the master touched the material, his pupils sharply constricted, a flash of surprise, then wariness crossing his face.

He then carefully felt it back and forth.

“Yours?”

“Mine…”

“Quite bold.”

“Not too bad,” Fang Hao responded with a slight smile.

“How much do you have?” the master continued to inquire.

“There are many sizes, varying greatly, several thousand pieces,” Fang Hao calmly replied.

Brinston’s expression grew increasingly astonished, seemingly underestimating the young man before him.

After a moment of thought, he seemed to guess the identity of the young human.

Pulling his hand from beneath the cloth, he spoke to the elf beside him, “Your materials aren’t bad either. If you trust me, I’ll introduce you to another grand master craftsman to help you forge,”

The elf appeared surprised as well,

his top-tier materials were still surpassed.

But here, it was necessary to follow the other’s rules.

The elf nodded and said, “Alright, then I’ll trouble Master Brinston.”

Brinston nodded, called another dwarf, and had the elf escorted away,

Once back in the room, Brinston then continued, “You must be the one the Dragon Clan is looking for, quite audacious to not fear my informing the Dragon Clan,”

“Master is a man of principles; I believe he wouldn’t do such detrimental things,” Fang Hao casually replied.

“Haha, interesting! I like bold young people. Tell me then, what do you want to do?”

“Armor, I suppose!”