Before anything else, Lin Tian needed to speak with those master dwarf blacksmiths about the situation.

They had to forge a special magic tool to deal with the undead and the Church.

"Dear, where are you going again? Let me help you."

Adele said with a face full of concern.

This time, Lin Tian really couldn't refuse her help.

The only comfort was that the dwarves had been forging with great dedication during this period.

And he had heard that they even created a world-class magic tool.

Soon, they arrived outside the forge.

One by one, the dwarves were hammering away at the fiery red ore.

The glow of the furnace illuminated their faces, like a painting full of artistic expression.@@novelbin@@

This was the art of forging.

"Your Majesty? Prince Dennis, what brings you here?"

The kingdom's former chief blacksmith, Bill, spoke up, taking off his hat and bowing respectfully.

Though he was over a hundred years old, he was still quite spirited.

His arms were strong and muscular.

He looked every bit the professional.

Lin Tian returned the salute, taking off his hat, "Master Bill, I've come to ask for your help in crafting a specific magic tool."

"Oh? No problem, but your legend has already spread throughout the city!"

Bill said with a mischievous grin.

Legend?

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