Chapter 181 Bishops' Conference

Andrea is only a first-level transcendent, and is not far from retirement.

He was very satisfied with his current life. As a senior blacksmith of the church, those high-level extraordinary people were also polite to him.

Since the gray fog descended, the residential areas in Rhine City have become unsafe, but his family lives in the high-end residential area of ​​the church and has not been troubled by that.

He wanted to work for a few more years and was prepared to spend time and effort to train one or two senior blacksmiths. It was time to teach them some real skills.

This way he can leave behind a legacy after he retires.

He originally thought that Clown would not stay in the forging workshop for long. After all, the other party was also a second-level transcendent, so he had never been disciplined.

But the other party has been here for more than two months and seems to be staying longer, so he has to step in to restrain him and confirm his leadership position.

Satisfied with the other party's attitude, Andrea smiled and nodded: "It's my duty. This is just a small suggestion from an old senior. Work hard. You are so young, you may be able to go further and become a master craftsman who can forge soul-forging weapons."

After the old man finished speaking, he left with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of smiles.

Clown waved his hand, and immediately a strong man came running over: "Master, what can I do for you?"

The strong man was named Joseph Butler, and he was a small leader.

He had a beard, was shirtless, and was wearing a leather halter apron.

The apron was very worn, with severe wear and tear at the waist, and it looked like it had been with its owner for many years.

According to observation, Joseph's blacksmithing skills are around the primary level of the third level, which makes him the best blacksmith in the Clown team.

This was a favor from Blue, who sent one of his generals over.

He kicked the wooden box under his feet and said, "Today's task is to melt these Valyrian steel and monel alloy to make a sword and a pure metal shield."

After that, he handed the forging diagram to Joseph.

The early smelting and pouring work can be handed over to subordinates. Now the work is relatively easy. He only needs to control the core links such as forging that test the blacksmith's skills the most.

Valyrian steel is currently the mainstream weapon-specific metal, mainly supplied to third-level transcendents.

The scalpel that Crown received from Nick was not actually forged entirely from Valyrian steel.

Although monel is not as hard as Valyrian steel, it has shock-absorbing qualities and is the preferred choice for shields.

Joseph had a rough face, but he was also very delicate: "Master, we have been forging fine iron ingots according to your instructions recently, and all the furnaces are occupied.

Now I am melting Valyrian steel and monel. I need to clean the furnace and it may take until the evening to finish the melting.

This is a waste of time, why not do the smelting tomorrow?"

Cleaning the furnace is a very complicated task and takes a long time. What blacksmiths hate most is changing materials, which requires cleaning the furnace.

Clown thought that the full moon would arrive in two days, and if the new weapon was forged tomorrow, Nick and the others would only have one day to familiarize themselves with it.

He shook his head: "Let's get started. We have to finish it today."

"Okay, I'll tell the guys to get started."

Joseph bowed and left, organizing his subordinates to clean up the two furnaces.

When Crown saw the other party start to carry out orders, he ran to find Blue.

In the morning, the senior blacksmiths were not busy.

"Bruce, next time you go out to purchase ore, please help me buy some other ore."

It's time to prepare for alloy making.

The short and strong blacksmith agreed: "Okay, what kind of ores do you want?"

Purchasing was lucrative and could earn a considerable kickback, so he and Andrea used to take turns going out for purchasing.

After Crown arrived, he did not interfere in the purchasing matters, which made him like him even more.

"Large quantities of copper, lead, and tin ore."

Clown handed over ten gold spirit coins: "Each type of goods requires ten gold spirit coins. This is the deposit."

Blue rubbed his palms on his clothes twice, and took the gold spirit coins with a smile: "Tomorrow is the day to go out shopping, I will help you bargain for a good price."

He was now becoming more and more curious about the identity of the young man in front of him. He seemed to have no shortage of money and had the ability to turn metal into waste slag. He wondered where he came from.

As a senior blacksmith and a first-level transcendent, he still had some vision. He believed that the other party had a special bloodline in metal and was born to be a blacksmith.

"Thank you very much."

How could Crown not know the inside story of purchasing? He didn't care. As long as the price was right, it was normal for the other party to make some extra money.

How can we motivate people? Interest is the simplest and most reliable driving force.

After arranging the matter of the ore, Crown walked to his usual corner and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

Now that I can refine the essence of the sun and the moon, no amount of Sun Fire Liquid and Moon Dew will be enough.

Since I have nothing else to do in the next two days, I can concentrate on improving my proficiency in the Golden Light Mantra.

The higher your proficiency, the more materials you will get each time you visualize.

After dinner, Crown returned to the workshop and continued to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

Another two hours passed, and Joseph came running over to tell him, "Master, the mold is finished."

He ended his visualization, took out a gold shield from his pocket and handed it over: "Give the money to the guys for drinks, you stay and help me."

Joseph was delighted and took the coin with both hands: "Thank you for the reward, Master."

He was more than happy to stay and help. Watching a high-level blacksmith forging works up close was a recognition in itself for him.

He had worked for two other senior blacksmiths for a period of time. In his opinion, the most capable blacksmith in the workshop was the one in front of him.

The things he forged almost never failed, and each one was of extraordinary preparation.

The probability of producing extraordinary equipment by the other two senior blacksmiths is only about 60 to 70 percent.

After the mold had cooled down almost completely, Crown began by forging a Monel alloy shield. While forging, he explained his techniques.

He was very powerful and efficient, which made Joseph's eyelids twitch. Such a strong force was beyond his ability even if he held the hammer with both hands and exerted all his strength.

An hour and a half later, Clown completed the forging of the two weapons and melted the evil-slaying runes into them.

He puts his mark on the equipment, which is equivalent to putting a trademark on the product.

Joseph was very discerning and did the detailed post-processing work.

. . . .

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The next morning, Crown handed the forged equipment to Nick.

After he returned to the forging workshop, he meditated on the Golden Light Mantra, devoured the essence of metal, and lived a very comfortable life.

When he was released in the restaurant at noon, Flanders informed him that he would attend the bishops' meeting two days later in the afternoon.

Two days passed in a flash.

Just after the full moon night, Nick came knocking on the door and harassing us.

Crown had not slept yet and opened the door quickly, as he was worried that he would be harassed soon after he fell asleep.

"You're rich, man. Your enchantment is really powerful. I estimated that I can increase my wealth by about 30%-40% by killing monsters with the same skill.

Fanny wants to meet you and order a batch of new enchanted weapons from you. Are you free tomorrow?"

Nick's face was flushed with excitement, and he was still full of energy after fighting all night.

"You can discuss this with Lady Fanny this afternoon."

"That's unfortunate. Fanny has to go back to sleep this morning and attend the bishops' meeting in the afternoon. We can only wait until tomorrow."

Crown nodded. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to discuss weapon forging with Fanny Sis in the afternoon.

It seems that the two bishops did a good job of keeping the secret, and Fanny didn't even know that she had become a fire fighter.

. . . .

The rectangular bishop's meeting hall has a high dome and several huge oil paintings on the walls.

The door was open, and fifteen bishops sat on both sides of the long table, waiting for the arrival of Flanders McLean.

All of them were wearing dark red robes.

Nine people sat on one side and six people sat on the other side.

Every bishop is a third-level extraordinary being. Together with the cardinal, the Rhine Diocese has sixteen third-level extraordinary beings.

In contrast, the Warlock Brotherhood in Rhine City has only seven third-level transcendents.

This is the heritage of an ancient church.

"Mr. Cavendish, has the Archbishop been delayed by something? The meeting is about to begin."

A thin elderly bishop spoke up. He sat opposite Cavendish, at the first seat to the left of the throne.

"Please be patient, Master Daniel. There are only a few minutes left before the meeting. The Archbishop has never been late, and I don't think he will be late this time."

"The message from His Holiness the Pope today at St Peter's Basilica concerns all of us.

After reviewing it, I wanted to report it to the Archbishop, but I thought that today was the Bishops' Conference, so I brought the document directly, and we will discuss it together, and finally ask the Archbishop to make the final decision. "

"Your Excellency is really thoughtful," Cavendish narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what tricks the other party would play next.

The normal process should be that the Cardinal reviews it and then decides when and what to discuss.

Although the matter was ultimately brought to the attention of the bishops, and the result was not wrong, the process was problematic. Daniel's actions were suspicious of overstepping authority.

Daniel seemed not to understand the implicit meaning and said solemnly: "It is our duty to help His Holiness the Pope and serve the Lord of Fire."

He was the highest leader of the papal faction in the diocese. How could he not hear the hidden meaning behind the other party's words? "Your Excellency Daniel is truly a role model for bishops," Cavendish said calmly.

There was a sound of brisk footsteps outside the door, and Flanders, wearing a red robe and holding a file, walked into the hall.

Behind him, there was a young man wearing brown leather armor - Crown.

With the arrival of the two men, all the bishops stood up and the door of the hall was closed by the priest outside.

Flanders walked to the main seat, and Crown followed behind him.

'Everyone' looked at the archbishop and the people behind him in confusion. This was a bishops' meeting, which was kept very confidential and ordinary church members were not allowed to attend.

"Haha," Flanders laughed before he spoke, "Good news, bishops."

"Our parish has added another third-level extraordinary person. Let us cheer for Clown Moya."

(End of this chapter)