Ranger King of Azeroth-Chapter 65: blacksmith bright hammer

Chapter 65 Blacksmith Bright Hammer

Early the next morning, Lor'themar went to Silvermoon City through the portal that Sean and the mages jointly opened, and Charlemagne went to Taquilin's blacksmith shop after laughing and saying goodbye to Sean.

The blacksmith of Taquilin is a dwarf named Bright Hammer. It is said that he came from the copperbeard dwarf tribe of Ironforge. Although he doesn't know why he came to Quel'Thalas, his superb forging technology is for the rangers. He bought a lot of good weapons, and the former Ranger General agreed to his settlement request.

Charlemagne, Lor'themar, and the four brothers and sisters of Windrunner all learned their forging knowledge from Bright Hammer.

Of course, as a ranger, Charlemagne did not learn forging skills too deeply. At best, he could forge two daggers suitable for his initial use and distinguish the quality of weapons. He did not teach the more in-depth bright hammer. Not going to learn.

At least he doesn't plan to learn it at this stage. After all, there is no time for him to slowly learn how to blacksmith, so this time the new weapon can only be crafted by Bright Hammer.

When Charlemagne entered the blacksmith shop, the female elf in charge of the reception said that the bright hammer was in the forging room, and Charlemagne didn't see it, and directly pushed open the door of the forging room and walked in.

As soon as he entered the room, a forceful heat rushed towards his face, and the whole forging room was still emitting fiery red light. At this time, a strong shirtless dwarf was beating a rough billet beside the stove with all his heart. Judging from its shape, it is probably a short-handed weapon commonly used by rangers.

Knowing that Bright Hammer was used to it, Charlemagne didn't mean to interrupt him, and leaned against the wall with his arms folded, waiting for him to finish his work.

"Hoo..."

After a long time, Bright Hammer finally turned around, and was taken aback when he saw Charlemagne, and then laughed enthusiastically.

"Haha, Charlemagne, you are back, how are you doing? Did you get any good ore from Silvermoon City this time?"

Liang Hammer has a bald head with no hair, but the long brown beard on his face is very recognizable.

Although Charlemagne was not too sure about the dwarf's method of braiding his beard, judging from the knowledge he read in the book and the decoration on the bright hammer beard, it seemed that this guy came from a certain upper-class dwarf family.

Charlemagne ignored the sweat and black ash on the dwarf's dirty appearance just after ironing, smiled and stepped forward to hug him, and then took out the bag containing Titan iron ore from his body and handed it to him.

"It's this kind of ore, and thanks to the lack of high-quality ore here, I wouldn't have found such perfect raw materials in Silvermoon City."

"oh?"

Liang Hammer immediately became interested when he heard it, and hurriedly opened the bag to take out the ore inside. His expression changed as soon as he took out one piece of Titan iron ore.

"This... this kind of ore! Why have I never seen it before?"

Bright Hammer, who has been forging for hundreds of years, probably recognized its quality as soon as he got it from the Titan Iron Mine. He has never seen such a high-quality ore. This is very new to him who regards forging as his lifelong belief.

Charlemagne walked up to a small bench, wiped the dust off it, and sat down, "This is the ore produced in Northrend, the northern land that has just begun to be developed. There are also two other ores called cobalt and Saronite. , I also brought samples and put them in my pocket, you should check them one by one first.”

Bright Hammer, who was attracted by the Titan Iron, took a long time to look away. The short-tempered dwarf didn't bother to dig out one by one. He turned the bag over, and a pile of ore "gurgled" from the pocket. Rolled to the table in front of him. 𝐟r𝚎ewe𝚋𝚗૦ν𝘦𝘭. 𝐜𝚘𝗺

Temporarily resisting the temptation of Titan Iron, Bright Hammer picked up a piece of blue cobalt ore.

"Well! Although it is not as good as the previous one, it is still a very good ore, and it is more suitable for making weapons than Thorium!"

Immediately, he picked up the Saronite with anticipation, and his face twitched violently under Charlemagne's slightly joking expression.

"No, no, no! Although this ore is of good quality, it is not what I want. This evil power can still be felt even after it has been purified. This is not good, very bad!"

After putting down the ore, Brighthammer rubbed his hands excitedly and walked back and forth in the forging room, "You said that these three kinds of ores are all produced in Northrend in the north? Is it the cold continent in the north?"

"Well, the small amount of ore today is brought back after the initial development of the sea kingdom Kul Tiras, and can only be used as some samples. I heard from the owner of the ore shop that the king of Kul Tiras, Daelin Proudmoore, is talking to Los Angeles. Terenas Menethil of Daeron and Magni Bronzebeard of the Kingdom of Khaz Modan discussed joint development."

Liang Hammer's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he clapped his hands and shouted, "Ha! I knew Magni would intervene. Even if that guy becomes king, he's still a blacksmith fool!"

Charlemagne frowned slightly when he heard this, and it was obvious from Brighthammer's words and tone that he knew Magni, but it's not surprising if you think about it carefully. It is normal for the king to know other blacksmiths.

Charlemagne shook his head with a smile and said, "Even if the joint development of the three countries will not produce too much output, at most we will send an advance team there. After all, it is too cold there, and it is not suitable for most creatures to survive, and It is said that there are still some local barbaric natives in Howling Fjord, which will also become a problem for the advance team to develop."

According to Charlemagne's memory, the Howling Fjord in the east and the Borean Tundra in the west of the Northrend continent are considered to be the places with the highest temperatures.

The climate of the Grizzly Bear Hills further north of Howling Fjord is not bad, and these three areas are logically the most suitable places to live.

However, both the Howling Fjord and the Grizzly Hills are inhabited by a large number of Vrykul. The ancestors of this kind of humans are tall, strong and savage, and they may be brutally attacked by them for no reason.

The Borean Tundra is even closer to Coldarra, the lair of the blue dragons. If you offend these arrogant races who don't take mortals seriously...then you can ask for blessings.

The current dragon race is not as friendly to mortals as later generations. They claim to be the guardians of Azeroth, and they simply look down on ordinary mortal races.

Even the gentlest red dragon is no exception. When the old tribe enslaved Alexstrasza, the red dragon clan did a lot of damage to the alliance, and they didn't feel guilty at all.

Not to mention the blue dragon... Malygos, the king of the blue dragon, has been crazy since he was betrayed by his good brother Neltharion in the War of the Ancients. Want to reason with him? First of all, make sure that you will not be sprayed to death by a dragon's breath.

The Titan’s laboratory in the Sholazar Basin is warm enough... But there are also many dangerous creatures thrown into it by the Titans, whoever goes there will know.

Zuldak is a frost troll that lives in the Drakkari clan, and these trolls are not like the Amani clan that has been suppressed by the high elves for thousands of years. The population of the Drakkari trolls is nearly one million.

If it wasn't for the Vrykul in the south to limit their expansion pace, and the storm cliffs in the north live with some families of the Titan Guardians who dare not go, I am afraid that the number of these frost trolls will be even greater.

As for Dragonbone Wilderness and Icecrown Glacier... there is probably no one who dares to live there except mercenary goblins.