Dwarf Goldfinger Master

Chapter 70 Dwarf Goldfinger Master

Having completed his task, the squire bowed to Genelec and Graeme, then turned to report to Mavis.

Genele clapped his hands.

"Come on, Graham, come with me into town."

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Graham scratched his head again.

"Ginnell, I can't go. My teammates are waiting for me."

Genele raised an eyebrow.

"From what I'm saying, you've already found a regular team in such a short time?"

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There's a big difference between random queuing and fixed queuing, especially among a diverse group of adventurers.

Because a team assembled for a single mission cannot compare to a fixed team in terms of either safety or reliability.

Graham nodded seriously and said.

"Ginnell, I have something I'd like to ask for your help with. I hope you can say a few words to our ancestors."

"Grem has disgraced the orcs, and lost their honor and the true meaning of battle."

"But now, Graeme has found a way to climb back to the top of glory."

Grimes's words were somewhat mystical, yet also reflected some of the cultural characteristics of the orcs.

But to sum it up in one sentence.

He doesn't want to leave Silver Star City for the time being, much less slink back to the orc tribe from the Northern Alliance.

If one had to describe it, in Ginnell's mind, Graeme had undoubtedly made a strange vow: "I will win the war and return home in glory."

As for whether this is truly a grand vow, or sits at the same table as something with a slightly negative connotation like "I'll marry you after the war," that's hard to say.

Ginnell said she would talk to Luke, and Graeme, as if he had completed a major mission, returned to his team with light steps.

Ginnell rubbed his chin.

"That's interesting."

As adventurers' fixed teams rise and fall in strength and due to other practical factors, it's not uncommon for these teams to eventually disband.

Of course, Ginell wasn't thinking about how much longer Graeme's teammates would stay with him.

He was thinking that if Luke was interested in this matter and instead focused his attention on his teammates who had helped Graeme regain his warrior spirit, he might want to thank them.

Perhaps during the next orc trial, besides the spinning top named Gram, Luke will have several more human adventurers being spun around by him.

It was certainly tragic, but the opportunity to spar with legendary orcs meant they would force themselves to grit their teeth and persevere, no matter how miserable it was.

These top-tier experience packs are incredibly rare!

Thinking about all sorts of amusing things along the way, Ginnell had already entered Silver Star City and arrived at the temple of the Holy Light Church, where the Goddess of Light was enshrined, with practiced ease.

This time I was lucky; I didn't seek guidance from Sister Eve, nor did any young men or women ask me about prenatal and postnatal precautions.

Sister Eve held the thick book of sacred words in her arms, her face still bearing that gentle smile.

"You've come, child."

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"Come with me, for the revelation of the Holy Light has already demonstrated your merits."

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This last sentence caught Ginell's attention. He wondered if those tangible tentacles remembered him and were planning to do something big to him.

They were definitely in a hurry.

Sister Eve personally led Genele through the Church of Holy Light, introducing some of the halls and squares along the way.

Finally, Sister Eve led Genele deep into the Church of Holy Light, where both of them could hear loud jingling sounds coming from within.

"This is the church's forging area."

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Sister Eve spoke gently.

"The sound you can hear is already processed through a soundproof array."

"So before you go in, I hope you're mentally prepared."

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Ginnell couldn't help but be a little surprised.

That loud, melodious noise was actually masked?

What? Is that master craftsman inside hand-forging indestructible dragon scales?

Having heard the sound with his own ears, Ginell dared not be careless and simply used holy light to amplify himself layer by layer.

Sister Eve pushed open the heavy doors of the forging area.

As the door was pushed open a crack, tiny specks of magical light flashed across the two heavy doors.

These rays of light combined to form an ingenious magic circle, blocking the visible air currents and sounds surging out from within.

It's like a small plastic bag suddenly having an iron ball fall into it; if it doesn't burst the plastic bag, then it's considered high quality.

Ginnell couldn't help but hiss.

Just the noise it makes could be used as a sonic cannon if the output nozzle and tools were modified.

The aftershocks of forging alone could achieve effects almost like magic, and Genele was now completely convinced of the power of the forging master inside.

Sister Eve shook her head helplessly and called out.

"Master Goldfinger, Master Goldfinger!"

"What's all the noise about!"

A rough roar came from the spacious forging room, even drowning out the still noisy and booming sounds of forging.

A short, bearded dwarf with golden hair and eyes strode over, his small, stocky body resembling an iron ingot forged by giants.

Sister Eve didn't seem to care and said...

"Master Golden Finger, I have brought him here through the revelation of holy light."

Jin Zhi immediately became serious.

"yes."

"Well then, Eve sisters, leave the rest to me."

Sister Eve walked quite naturally, almost as if she wanted to escape this super noisy place.

Jinzhi looked up at Ginnell and nodded repeatedly.

This mastery of holy light is no wonder it belongs to those who receive revelation.

"Come on, brother, I already know what I'm going to do."

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"Under the witness of the Holy Light, I will do my best."

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Before customizing a weapon, Goldfinger carefully measured all of Ginell's physical data.

However, in this program, Master Jin is smoking a cigar, and next to him on the table with various measuring tools, there is a glass of beer with condensation droplets hanging on the glass.

For chilled beer in a high-temperature environment, this glass is at least a high-end alchemical prop.

Ginnell strongly suspected that the Master Goldfinger would use the fire from the forging furnace to light the cigar.

"What are you looking at?"

Jinzhi glanced at Ginnell, seemingly revealing his true nature when it came to his profession, losing the seriousness he displayed during their earlier conversation.

"Do you want some? I had someone transport this from my hometown; it's authentic dwarven flavor."

Ginnell shook his head: "I don't know how to do that, but Master Golden Finger, would you like to try my beer?"

Jin Zhi laughed heartily.

"Never mind, I know you're the tavern owner, and I know your beer is delicious."

"But not now. Delicious food should be enjoyed during rest to bring greater pleasure."

"Come on, let me show you the weapon I'm going to forge."

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