I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

The entire passageway was illuminated by blue light, making it as bright as day.

Lynn was full of praise.

"It's amazing that it still works so well after hundreds of years."

The three of them walked down the passage.

Lynn placed the unicorn at the entrance of the cave to deal with any potential dangers.

Lisa walked at the front, always on guard, Anna was in the middle, and Lynn brought up the rear.

The passageway extends downwards for about a hundred meters.

The air grew hotter and hotter, as if we were walking next to a giant kiln.

Lisa stopped at the end of the passage.

The view ahead suddenly opened up.

The exit of the passage connects to a huge underground space.

Lynn peeked out from behind Lisa and froze when he saw what was in front of him.

This was a natural lava cave, but the dwarves transformed it into a complete forging workshop.

The cave was very large, estimated to be forty or fifty meters in diameter, with a dome about twenty meters high, illuminated by dwarven runes.

In the center of the cave is a huge stone furnace.

The furnace is carved from a single piece of dark gray rock, standing about five or six meters tall, and its surface is covered with dense dwarven runes.

The bottom of the furnace is connected to a natural magma channel, which makes the base of the furnace glow red.

“This furnace that connects directly to the earth’s veins…” Anna walked up to the stone furnace and looked up at its entirety. “The temperature is far beyond that of ordinary forging furnaces, and it can smelt the vast majority of high-grade ores.”

Lynn was also looking around the place.

Besides the furnace, various forging facilities were also distributed around the cave.

Rusty hammers and pliers sat on the stone workbench, several rows of empty weapon racks hung on the wall, and slag and metal fragments were scattered on the ground.

A dozen or so weapon molds were neatly arranged on a shelf in the corner.

"Anna, look at that."

Anna walked over, squatted down, and examined the molds.

“Longswords, broadswords, short daggers, spearheads…” she identified them one by one, “and a battle axe mold.”

She picked up a stone model that was a size larger than the others.

“That’s standard equipment for dwarves.” Lynn leaned closer to take a look.

“The mold is in excellent condition.” Anna tapped the surface of the mold with her finger. “This is a forging mold made by the dwarves from deep rock. It is fire-resistant and heat-resistant, and it will not deform no matter how long it is stored.”

"So, this furnace is still usable?"

“Theoretically, it is possible.” Anna put down the mold and stood up. “The magma is still flowing and the rune array is still operating. As long as there are suitable raw materials, it is entirely possible to forge weapons here.”

At this point, her tone suddenly carried a hint of regret.

"Unfortunately, we don't have any refined gold."

"Refined gold?"

“Adamantite is the most suitable high-grade ore for smelting in this type of furnace,” Anna explained. “Weapons forged from adamantite possess extremely high strength and magical affinity, making it a top-tier forging material second only to star mithril.”

“Using this kind of furnace to smelt ordinary iron ore or steel would be a waste.”

Lynn was just listening.

But when Anna mentioned the word "fine gold," he suddenly paused.

Then he looked down at his spatial ring.

The spatial ring that Vigo gave him seemed to contain some dark gold metal blocks.

Lynn took one of the pieces out.

Anna's gaze fell on what Lynn was holding.

"This is?"

She reached out her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then looked up at Lynn.

"May I take a look?"

"Take it."

Anna took the metal, weighed it in her palm, and then infused it with her magic to begin examining it.

“It is indeed refined gold,” Anna quickly replied. “It is of very high purity, at least of superior quality.”

How many pieces are there?

Lynn reached into the ring and rummaged through it, then took out three more pieces.

“Four pieces of adamantite ore.” Anna rearranged the four pieces of metal on the workbench, her gaze shifting between them and the enormous furnace behind her. “With the specifications of this dwarven furnace, it’s enough to forge two or three adamantite weapons.”

She paused, then turned to face Lynn.

What weapon do you want to use?

Lynn did not answer immediately.

He leaned against the workbench, staring at the four dark gold pieces of metal, his mind racing.

arms.

He really lacked a suitable weapon.

Since his transmigration, he has relied on magic and summoning abilities; melee combat is basically useless to him.

But he is neither a warrior nor a knight, so it's unrealistic to expect him to carry a greatsword or a spear.

He needs a weapon that matches his fighting style.

Lightweight and easy to carry, it can be used in close combat when necessary.

“Anna,” Lynn looked up, “what do you think?”

Anna thought for a moment.

"There aren't many melee weapons suitable for warlocks. Those that are too heavy affect the flexibility of casting spells, while those that are too light waste the strength of the adamantite material."

She walked to the mold rack and examined each of the stone molds one by one.

"If I were to offer advice..."

Her finger stopped on a mold.

"A short sword with a length roughly between the forearm and elbow. It does not affect spellcasting and can also be used as a defensive measure at close range. If it is made of refined gold, its hardness is sufficient to block most weapons."

Lynn glanced at the mold.

Its shape is long and slender, with a slightly curved blade, unlike the straight and dignified knight's longsword, instead exuding a sharp and murderous aura.

“Alright.” He nodded. “Then forge a short sword.”

“What about the rest of the adamantite?” Lisa asked.

Lynn looked at Lisa.

What material is your greatsword made of?

“Silver-plated carbon steel,” Lisa replied. “Standard church issue.”

"Silver-plated carbon steel?" Lynn repeated, his tone clearly showing dissatisfaction. "Is this all the church will use? And they even put you in charge of protecting the saintess."

Lisa paused for a moment.

"That's enough."

“Not enough.” Lynn’s tone was firm. “Your fighting style is close combat, which causes your weapons to wear out very quickly. The silver-plated carbon steel is barely enough to fight against low-level monsters, but it’s easy to break when facing higher-level enemies.”

Lynn turned to look at the furnace.

"Then I'll forge you a fine gold weapon too."

Lisa was clearly stunned.

"Need not."

“I didn’t ask for your opinion,” Lynn interrupted her.

Lisa's lips moved, but she ultimately said nothing more.

“Make a longsword with the remaining adamantite.” Lynn made a quick decision. “Lisa will use a longsword mold, widening the blade by half an inch to match the swing arc of the Rebellion Greatsword.”

He looked at Anna.

"There is about one piece of refined gold left."

"What are you making?"

Anna hesitated for a moment.

"If we have enough materials, we can forge another dagger."

"A fine gold dagger is hidden on your person. It may not be used to kill people in critical moments, but it can be used for self-defense."

Lynn thought about it seriously for a moment.

indeed.

His experience in the Annihilation Zone shows that once he enters an environment where all magic is useless, he becomes a pure target.

A fine gold dagger hidden on his person might save his life someday.

“Alright.” Lynn clapped his hands. “Then we’ll take short swords, long swords, and daggers.”

Anna nodded.

She walked to the furnace, raised her hand, and a beam of holy light entered the magma channel at the bottom of the furnace.

"boom."

A muffled rumble came from beneath our feet.

The entire cave trembled slightly.

The red light at the bottom of the furnace suddenly brightened, and a wave of heat rushed towards him, causing Lynn to involuntarily take a step back.

"The magma passage is clear." Anna withdrew her holy light, her expression calm, but Lynn could tell she was excited.

"Wait a minute." Lynn suddenly remembered something. "You know how to forge?"

Anna glanced at him.

“I am a saint, not a blacksmith.”

"That……"

“But I have read the complete theory of dwarven forging in church texts.” Anna’s tone was unhurried. “The forging process of dwarven furnaces is more than 90 percent automated. You put the ore and mold in, inject magic to drive the runes, and the furnace will complete the melting on its own.”

Chapter 115 Don't Go to Holy Song City (Part 2)

"Let's begin then."

Anna placed a piece of refined gold ore into the feed port at the top of the furnace.

The moment the ore fell in, the array of runes on the surface of the furnace lit up abruptly. Blue light flowed like blood along the engravings throughout the entire stone furnace, and the temperature of the cave began to rise.

A wave of heat hit him, and Lynn took two steps back.

“The runes are automatically adjusting the temperature.” Anna stood beside the furnace, holy light flowing through her palm and pouring into a groove on the side of the furnace. “Adamantite has an extremely high melting point, and ordinary forging furnaces simply cannot melt it, but this dwarven furnace, which is directly connected to the ley lines, can.”

"How long will it take?" Lynn asked.

"The melting process takes about half an hour, after which it is automatically poured into the mold to cool and solidify, and finally..."

Before Anna could finish speaking, a loud explosion came from inside the furnace.

Lynn took a step back.

"Don't be nervous," Anna said calmly. "That's the ore melting."