Chapter 146: In the Woods (1) (1/2)
Chapter 146: In the Woods (1)
Translator: LeoEditor: DarkGem
Angele and Omicade were both satisfied with the trade.
The only thing that upset Angele was that only one Chaos book was valuable, the other incomplete notebooks were written in Barun or Vlasov after checking. Also, most of the old incomplete notebooks only had useless information written in them.
Angele stretched his back and put down the last incomplete notebook.
”What do you think? Do you need it?” Omicade stood beside him with arms crossed, expecting Angele to trade something else with him.
”I’m sorry.” Angele shook his head, and he saw Omicade purse his lips.
”Well, I was hoping to get something else from you, haha.”
Angele heard Omicade’s word, and a smile stretched his lips as he nodded.
”Great. I actually want something from you. I think it’ll be an easy task.”
”What do you want me to do?” Omicade asked, surprised.
”Collect metals for me. I need all kinds of them.” He had nothing to hide. It was one of the reasons that made him decide to visit the capital.
”Umm, metals? Not a problem at all, but we need to leave the high tower and go talk to a blacksmith first.”
”Sure.”
Angele put the Chaos notebook into his bag and walked down the spiral staircase with Omicade right away. They traveled to a large blacksmith’s shop using Omicade’s carriage for about two hours.
”We’re here, the street of blacksmiths.”
The Sage opened the door and jumped off the carriage.
Angele jumped off the carriage as well. As he landed on the ground, he could feel stickiness on the bottom of his boots.
The black, oily ground slid into Angele’s sight.
There were several simple buildings lined up on both sides, and he could hear the blacksmiths smashing their hammers on the iron anvils inside their shops.
A burnt smell permeated the air of the street. The place was dark and dirty; it gave Angele an unpleasant feeling.
Angele saw adventurers with crossguard swords, iron shields, and sledgehammers checking the shops.
The Great Sage’s carriage did not attract any attention. The pedestrians and adventurers had a glance at it, but no one came to greet Omicade. It seemed like he came here often, and people were no longer surprised by his presence.
Omicade led Angele to the largest blacksmith shop on the street, a large building with three open entrances at the front. The name of the shop ‘Francesco’s Blacksmith Shop’ was engraved into a bronze board on the top.
There were barely any people checking the shop, and Angele saw a middle-aged woman with a greatsword on her back walking out of it while cursing.
”Damn you old prick! Francesco, seriously? 5000 gold coins for a sheath? Greedy old f*ck! One day you’ll drown in your sea of gold coins!”
”Filthy rat! If you don’t have money, don’t even come here! Get the f*ck out of here!” a rude voice came from inside.
”Go f*ck yourself!” The middle-aged woman turned around, gave Francesco a middle finger, and left angrily.
Angele knew the voice had to come from a tall, strong man just by hearing it.
Omicade shrugged and looked at Angele.
”Well, this is still the best blacksmith shop in the city, its only drawback is the price tag.”
Angele chuckled and followed Omicade into the shop. Inside, intense steam hit his face right away.
A three-meter-tall giant was swinging a head-sized hammer and carefully working on a piece of red-hot alloy. On the other side, four bellows makers were trying their best to keep the smith’s furnace fire at the proper temperature. The five took up most of the space in the shop.
Only a small area was used to display the crafted weapons and shields in the corner.
”Francesco, get me all your metal ingots here. My friend needs to see them,” Omicade yelled at the giant, but his voice sounded low in the noises made by the hammer and bellows.
”Metal ingots? What do you need that for?” The strong giant stretched his back a bit and put down the alloy.
Sweat and oil covered his muscular body. He was bald, with no eyebrows or beard, and there was a large gold earring on his left ear.