Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 483: Building equipment

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Locke is a layman, and he doesn't know how much it costs to make a puppet comparable to a first-class creature.

Take this black warrior as an example. Before refining it, the necromancer prepared three first-level knight corpses, one as the main ingredient and the other two as supplements in the experiment. material.

After bidding farewell to Mage Ashar, it was already evening, and I unconsciously spent an afternoon at Mage Ashar's residence.

Before leaving, Mage Ashar seemed to think of something and threw a crystal ball to Locke.

"Your mental power level is close to that of an intermediate apprentice, right?" Asked the Ashar magician.

Locke couldn't figure out what medicine Ashar Mage was selling in the gourd, but he nodded and replied, "I barely approach the intermediate apprentice."

After the knight is promoted to the first level, his mental power will usher in a surge. Locke also took the opportunity to have mental power communication and mental power shock attacks.

"That's right, this crystal ball is suitable for you now. You are now an intermediate magic apprentice in the Holy Tower." Ashar mage said flatly.

Locke's eyes widened. He heard that some knights would choose to take the path of wizards again after they were promoted to the first level, but countless experience told the latecomers that it was a dead end.

I have never heard of a knight who changed his career to become a magician after being promoted to a level.

Christine’s career as a magic swordsman is a line that emphasizes both magic and vindictiveness, and is biased towards magicians. It is very different from this kind of practice process of fighting qi first and then magic, and is not comparable.

"This is to give you an identity for entering and exiting the holy tower." Seeing Locke's mentally stubborn appearance, Mage Ashar had to explain it again.

"Ah, that's it. Thank you, Master!" Locke reacted and hurriedly thanked him.

There are Angelina, Grace and other women on the Santa’s side. Locke said that he can’t come once or twice a year in the future. It’s too troublesome to apply for a temporary ID card every time. The identity that Ashar Mage had planned was just right.

Two days later, Locke went to the Santa trading area.

On the bustling commercial avenue, Locke walked into an alchemy shop that he had already inquired about.

"Hello, I need to make a set of armor weapons that can be used by formal knights." Sitting at the front desk is a young senior magic apprentice girl, Locke said politely.

The senior magic apprentice looked at Locke, and then led him to a meeting room at the back of the shop.

"Wait a moment, the alchemist will be here soon." The little girl said crisply, and she looked a little smaller than Christine.

It's a holy tower. All kinds of geniuses emerge in endlessly. Christine's qualifications of magic and martial arts are only considered to be upper midstream here. Only Angelina who has become a quasi-magic at the age of thirty. Talent can barely be called a genius.

Locke didn't wait a few minutes with Erlang's legs tilted before an acquaintance walked in.

"Master Bosh, why are you?" Locke asked in surprise.

"Locke, it's you." Mage Bosh was also dumbfounded.

......

After some exchanges, Locke learned that Bosh magician has another identity, the alchemist of the holy tower.

No wonder he was dissatisfied with Master Kayla and Ashar during the war on the planes. This guy also has the capital of pride.

"Speaking of which, why don't you ask Master Kayla for help, that one's alchemy is not low?" Mage Bosh asked curiously.

"Um." Locke was speechless, not knowing how to explain it.

He has been looking for the magician Kayla in the past two days, but the magician Kayla told him that he is good at making small objects, magic props, magic jewelry, magic wands and other alchemical products. For armors, weapons, etc. He didn't have much experience in volume knight equipment. Instead, he suggested that he come to the Saint Tower trading area to find professionals.

Is Kayla Magician unprofessional? Of course professional. It’s just that the profession is not the right counterpart. People don’t pick up a hammer and build a magical armor for Locke, or make an edged sword...

The same goes for the Ashar Mage. The Dark Mage is good at making potions. She is not as good as her sister Kayla in alchemy, so Locke had to come here to find a way.

"Are the materials taken?" Bosh Mage didn't struggle with these details for too long, and asked directly.

"Take it, take it," Locke said.

Ask a magician to make equipment, and you must bring your own materials, especially for knights who are not wealthy.

Locke took out several space rings one after another, and freed up a pile of materials and ores that he had acquired over the years.

Some of them were collected from the world of activating fairies, some were presented by Faustine nobles, some were collected when he went out on missions, and some were collected by Angelina's daughters.

The Bosh magician looked at Locke's various gadgets and was amazed. "Yes, these things are barely enough to make a set of first-class knight armor and swords."

Mage Bosh's gaze rested on a dark black ore measuring two cubic meters.

This ore even Locke himself has forgotten when he obtained it. It seems to have been honored by a certain Viscount Faustine before, and it was a piece of meteorite that fell into his territory decades ago.

"Where is my reward?" Bosh Magician asked with bright eyes.

The rebates for these materials are actually enough for him to earn, but he is not a saint after all, and he is not so close to Locke. What should be discussed is still to be discussed.

"What do you think of this?" Locke pulled out a rag and put it on the table.

Sure enough, the magician Bosh was attracted by this rag in an instant.

"Where did you get this magic robe?" Bosh magician is a person who knows the goods, and at a glance he recognized the style of the magic robe that fits the East Coast.

"Trophy." Locke barked with a white tooth and smiled.

"Oh, no wonder." Mage Bosh nodded with a clear look.

This rag is really just a piece of rag here in Locke. The magic power fluctuates less than half and it is not useful. But in the eyes of alchemists like Bosh Mage, it is different. A treasure trove of knowledge.

The two parties in the transaction were very satisfied, and Bosh wizard told Locke to take the armor and weapons in three months.

"Three months~" Locke sighed. His mandatory mission for this year is coming soon, and time is tight. Will there be time to run the holy tower again?

"What do you think? Can I make armor and weapons for you in a week?" Bosh magician blew his beard and stared.

Leaving the trading area, Locke walked to the forest outside the tower.

In the past few days while staying in the Santa, he simply let the scorpion dragon Fimo out to make it crazy for a few days, and for a long time there was no sunshine and air. Fimo, this guy spent a good time in the Santa Forest, and harmed countless low-level people. Warcraft.

Not only is Fermo staying there, Angelina's pet Angie is also stocked in it.

Look down from the air promenade, he saw a corner in the southwestern part of the huge forest. One big and one small scorpion dragon, like two mountain kings, was rampant, bringing so much to this peaceful forest. variable.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"..."

There are often quasi-tier monsters from other territories roaring to express their dissatisfaction with these two scorpion dragons.

In the past, An Jiren, who was only capable of high-level monsters, would have to bear it, but today is different. With an older brother supporting him, Anji yelled back in the direction of the sound, not to be outdone. It was so lively.

"Roar!!"

"Roar!!"

Faimo took his sister Angie in the past two days, and they have been doing a lot of racking in the Santa Forest.

This guy is really not a good brother. He is full of violence. Even when Locke was having dinner with a few girls in the evening, Angelina would complain a few words, saying that Fermo had taken her Angie badly.

In this situation, Locke just smiled silly.

He knows the situation of Feimo best. As long as the opponent is not a Tier 1 monster, he can just toss the rest. He still doesn't believe that a monster can beat Feimo today.

In terms of strength, Fei Mo is only one step away from Tier Beast.

Looking roughly at Fei Mo and An Ji, their heads were still full, and Locke went back to dinner with confidence.

Faimo also felt that the owner had just come to see it, and he yelled in the direction where Locke had left, as if saying hello, then turned his head and continued to drive his sister to the densely populated area.

Back to the women’s residence, Angelina was still studying the magic contract that Locke gave her yesterday, while Grace deployed potions in another room, and Christine was driven by Locke to practice. In a grudge, Lafite and Xia Qian are in the kitchen tinkering with tonight's food.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Locke asked as he approached Leah, smelling the fragrance from Leah's body.

"The historical books created by the famous scholar Barinck." Leah said softly.

"What's the use of this thing? It doesn't improve your strength." Locke curled his lips.

"There are a lot of ideas in it that are worth learning, and who says that you can't improve your strength. There are also a few words about the experience of magic practice by Master Barink." Leah said.

What Locke didn't know was that in addition to being a famous historian, Barinck was also a powerful second-level elementalist.

Among the women of Locke, his sister Leah's enthusiasm for cultivation is not high. She neither pursues the improvement of life level nor the control of strength. It can be said that she has no desires and desires, and her personality has faded to the bone.

If it weren't for Locke who asked her to study **** the Santa's side, she would be more inclined to accompany Locke and wash clothes, cook and cook for him every day.

Reading a masterpiece is a fun thing Leah finds for herself after leisure.

In fact, if Leah devotes her time reading these books to mental meditation and magic accumulation, perhaps she would have caught up with Grace and become an advanced magic apprentice.

"Well, whatever you want." Locke didn't object to her sister's interest.

But then Leah couldn't read the book well, because Locke, the troublemaker, kept moving on her body, making her blush and unable to calm down.