I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

The rewards for upgrading a craftsman's level and the rewards for using a craftsman's hammer are different.

The former means that once you forge a weapon of the corresponding level, it will automatically upgrade.

The latter, on the other hand, only awards prizes after customers provide positive feedback.

Murphy took out the hammer and looked at it. The hammer had changed from its original stone material to a metal of a material he couldn't recognize.

But apart from that, there were no other changes.

However, Murphy knew that the Tinker's Hammer must have unlocked other additional abilities, but these abilities were not directly apparent.

Instead, he had to figure it out himself, little by little.

It could only put this matter aside for the time being and finish the longsword in its hand first.

The work that followed was just a lot of grinding for Murphy and didn't have much of a premium.

Sharpen a knife, attach a handle, and attach a guard.

Murphy got it done in less than half an hour.

However, this is not a finished product. Or rather, if this were just a mundane longsword, it would not only be a finished product, but a work of extremely high quality.

However, for the magical world, this longsword is still missing one crucial step—engraving runes!

It can be said that the quality of a magic longsword is roughly 50/50 determined by the runes on it and the sword itself.

Murphy extinguished the stove, dealt with Little Murphy who tried to run away, and then went to the worktable outside, placing the longsword on it.

It waved to Will in the distance, signaling him to come over.

Will and Roy saw Murphy come out carrying a longsword.

Both of them glanced at each other. They had originally wanted to come and check the situation, but when Murphy waved, they ran over even faster.

"Mr. Murphy, make the sword..."

Will looked at the longsword on the workbench.

The hilt should be made of wood, but it is wrapped with white cloth strips, so the exact color is not clear. Above the hilt is a long, dark black guard.

Above the hilt is the entire red and gold blade.

The sword is long and slender, thick in the middle and thin at the ends, with an extremely thin blade. From the bottom of the sword outwards, black lines resembling snowflakes cover its surface.

A black edge was wrapped around the blade.

To his surprise, the sword had no metallic sheen or the gleam of a sharp weapon.

Reserved and profound, concealing one's brilliance.

His breath hitched, and his words trailed off.

He just stared intently at the sword.

His fingertips bent slightly and trembled, as if he were imagining what it would feel like to hold and wield the sword.

His intuition told him that this sword, though much simple and unassuming compared to the other longswords he had seen that gleamed with a chilling light, was definitely extraordinary.

"Can I try it out?"

He took a deep breath and asked.

Upon seeing this, Murphy, who had originally intended to carve runes, was surprised.

But after hearing what Will said, I thought about it.

The correct procedure is to let the customer test the sword itself before engraving runes!

If the customer doesn't like it, it can be reforged.

He slapped his forehead, gesturing for Will to use it freely, and then took out paper and pen to write it down.

Will's eyes were fixed on the sword, so he didn't pay attention to anything strange Murphy was doing.

He hurriedly stepped forward, reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, and gently picked it up.

It feels substantial, and the bandages are wrapped just right, providing both good shock absorption and a solid feel.

Will suppressed his excitement, picked up the sword and examined it carefully, then gently stroked the spine of the blade.

The slightly frosted yet silky texture travels up to your fingertips.

The craftsmanship and texture make it resemble a work of art that has been collected as a family heirloom rather than a sword.

"In terms of quality, this sword feels just as good as, or even better than, the one you bought for a lot of money last time."

Roy also came up at some point, gently stroking the sword with his right hand, marveling at it.

The item that Will bought last time was a work by a top craftsman in the kingdom.

"That sword is actually quite good, and the price matches its quality, but..."

Will didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.

Even without any practical use in combat, this sword is almost indistinguishable from the one Will commissioned from a renowned craftsman, just based on its appearance alone.

"Tsk tsk, you're saying this thing was made by a stone golem? I doubt anyone would believe you, right?"

As Roy spoke, he gestured for Will to turn the blade upwards, then took out a piece of paper and gently placed it on the blade.

"I just don't know how sharp it is. Your last sword should have been able to cut paper in two with a breath, right? I wonder if this one can do that?"

Will raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and simply watched as the paper landed on the blade of the sword.

His expectations weren't that high. After all, with such a high-quality sword, there must be some shortcomings in its practicality, right?

Moreover, the edges don't have that sharp, gleaming sheen; it's already quite good if it can be easily sliced ​​in half with a light stroke.

Under their watchful eyes, the paper fluttered through the air and gently landed on the sword's edge.

However, what they did not expect was that the paper ignored the sword and fell down without any hesitation.

The sword seemed to be transparent.

Both of them were startled, and both felt as if they were hallucinating.

Roy was the first to react, bending down and picking up the tissue from the ground with some confusion.

But when he raised his hand, he only picked up half of it.

Will's hand trembled slightly.

The two stared at the half-eaten tissue in Roy's hand and fell silent, neither saying a word.

The air seemed to freeze for a long time, with only Murphy's side remaining, the scratching sound of charcoal pencils tracing lines on paper slowly tormenting their consciences.

Roy took a breath, licked his lips which were a little dry from being open for so long, and began to discuss:

"How about we add some money?"

Roy looked up at the longsword, his expression twisted so distorted it was almost unrecognizable.

It's like that feeling of guilt you get when you buy an old neighbor's antiques at a low price, only to find a whole bunch of gold and silver jewelry hidden inside.

He was afraid that Murphy wouldn't accept his gift, so he just wanted to find an excuse to give it away.

Who knew this stone man would be so honest, returning such a generous gift to him!

This put him in an awkward position. If he didn't accept the sword, putting aside whether Murphy's strict craftsmanship would cause dissatisfaction, just look at the way Will's eyes were shining.

If he dares to say a word against it, this guy will probably chop himself up.

"Add more, really add more! Even if I sell myself down to my underwear, I still have to pay more!"

Will's hands trembled, his facial muscles were taut like steel, and only the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time before he couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

The muscles in his mouth were all crooked, and his voice trembled.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, then turned to Murphy and asked:

"Mr. Murphy, if I take this sword..."

But before he could finish speaking, Murphy interrupted him.

"You can't take it!"

"Huh?" The two of them exclaimed in confusion at the same time.

Is it because you feel you did too well and are now backing out?

"Sir, please rest assured, our price is..." Roy hurriedly opened his mouth to raise the price, but was still interrupted by Murphy.

Murphy glanced at the sword, then said matter-of-factly, "This is a semi-finished product; it still needs rune engraving."

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