Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

Because of the existence of that mysterious dream, the Northern Territory is very focused on recruiting forging talents. Many people from the dwarf tribe will be roped in to help with forging, and the pay is frighteningly generous.

However, the craftsmen here don't know why the lord wants to forge so many weapons. After so many years, they have accumulated a lot, but they can't meet the demand.

No one will pay attention to these suspicions, only because the weapons consumption in the Northern Territory is extremely high, and the enemies that emerge from time to time in the far north require a lot of manpower and financial resources to deal with, and because of the polar environment, they often appear Mutated monsters are a huge challenge to the safety of the territory.

It's normal for weapons to cost a little more.

Furnace Town is the "Forging Workshop" in the Ice Empire. The entire town exists for the forging industry. It is built on the volcano, and billowing lava can emerge from the cracks on the ground.

"Hey, if any of you still have eternal ice crystals, please give them to me first."

"I have two pieces left here, so I can only get half a sword. What's going on today? Why are people everywhere borrowing eternal ice crystals, and the supply of mines is cut off?"

The minerals in the Northern Territory are completely self-produced and sold. They are rarely sold outside as resources, and a lot is even imported every year.

"It doesn't make sense. I had two drinks with the mine transporter the day before yesterday. What bastard is secretly storing mine eggs? The manager of the mine warehouse is here!"

A group of craftsmen who had run out of forging materials made a fuss at the entrance of the warehouse. Unexpectedly, a large number of people had gathered there. The tough female steward was also in trouble now, so she had to explain:

"No, it's used up! Let's rest now. You can't produce ten swords in a month anyway. What's the matter with the delay of a few days?"

A dwarf who had been working here for several years had an opinion. The female dwarf rubbed her calloused hands and said with wide eyes:

"Ten swords a month means one sword for two or three days. Don't you need to eat, drink and rest in between? You think it's a toy car for a child. A sword for a few days is just a dream. A large number of mines were just shipped two days ago. Come here, don’t say it’s all used up, who is so capable?”

The female steward smacked the table angrily, and then confronted the craftsmen. She took a chair and sat on it, her thigh muscles sharp and angular:

"I suspect that you have been working hard for a long time. I am ashamed of Lord Edshalan's trust! Look at that tower. It was an old warehouse used to store ore. A new young blacksmith just moved in two months ago. .”

"What do you mean, the ore has been used up by him day and night?" the dwarf craftsman sneered, let alone the north where forging is popular, even if it is placed on the Iron Island, the hometown of the dwarves, it does not exist Talk about the ability to empty out the northern warehouse in two months.

"Fart!" the female steward sternly rebuked, "I have been staying here. I brought a group of female companions in. The female companions screamed all day and night. He took the time to forge them. Look at the pile of swords over there. , reflect on yourselves!"

While she was speaking, several swords were thrown out from the tower like garbage. Weapons were piled up on the ground, and several weapons rolled down.

A craftsman walked over and picked up the weapons to check the quality. As soon as he got closer to the forging tower, it seemed that he had passed through the soundproof barrier, and he heard the charming voice of a woman coming from the tower, which was so crisp that it penetrated one's bones.

The craftsman quickly moved away and walked outside the barrier. Only then could he no longer hear the sound.

These weapons are quite simple, similar to the blank swords used by fledgling adventurers with a few copper coins each.

But the problem is that these weapons are all high-level relic-level weapons, and some can even be said to have entered the legendary level!

A group of craftsmen stared blankly, unable to find anything wrong.

"It's made of eternal ice crystal mine. What is this? The worst ones are medium-quality relics?"

"Shit, hell, this must not be true. Did I drink too much? The tavern owner's dog had a conscience today and didn't add water to the wine?"

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Edshalan has been idle recently, because at this time, the focus of work has to be on preparing supplies and people to enter that mysterious dreamland, and there are fewer trivial matters.

After quietly listening to the report of his subordinates, Edshalan said slightly: "Can the mines in Furnace Town be cut off? It seems that people who enrich themselves are very rampant. Go find out who is responsible and kill them according to the situation.

Did the person who counted the number of weapons falsify it? The number of new weapons is comparable to the production of the past entire year! "

These weapons are put into the mysterious dreamland as "seeds" to worship weapons. The output is similar every year, but this year's output is ridiculously high, fully doubling!

There is no such thing as counterfeiting!

Edshalan's female subordinate was ashamed and whispered: "My subordinates also felt that the statistics were wrong. Yesterday, they rushed to Furnace Town overnight to confirm the situation and found that the situation was indeed the same as the statistics... Lord Edshalan sent the last The team that went there doubled the output, and the quality of the weapons they forged was far superior to other craftsmen."

Edshalan was silent. She did not think that this confidant would deceive her, but because it was confirmed that what she said was the truth, Edshalan felt that it was outrageous.

Fenmu said two months ago that she wanted to visit Furnace Town and take a look at the ore there, so she took her female companions there.

In his team, he is the only one who can forge.

This means that his ability alone is better than that of other craftsmen in Furnace Town, and he can crush them in all aspects from quality to quantity!

So why do I spend so much money every year to support so many craftsmen? A group of people can't compare to one person? Moreover, Fenmu has only been there for less than two months.

Although this junior brother has reached the realm of a demigod, and his energy is definitely unmatched by other craftsmen, but he can produce so many weapons in two months, compared to him who is forging continuously day and night.

Let’s go take a look, it’s almost time anyway.

"You go prepare food and drink. I'm leaving for Furnace Town. You can handle the chores for a while."

"Yes, my subordinates will definitely not be ashamed of their trust in Lord Edshalan!"

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Edshalan only led a group of light cavalry guards. The ice phosphorus war horses they rode were a unique horse breed in the Ice Kingdom. They were strong and tall, with ice crystal-like scales on their skin. It was said to be a hybrid between dragon and horse.

I just don’t know if it’s the male horse fighting the female dragon or the male dragon fighting the female horse.

The group of people quickly arrived at Furnace Town.

The Furnace Town, which used to be filled with the sounds of forging and swearing, was now desolate and quiet.

Many craftsmen sat dejectedly at the door, like salted fish that had lost hope. The iron roofs on the houses had been forcibly removed and disappeared, accompanied by the desolate smoke rising from the ground from time to time.

This Furnace Town looks like it has been looted.

"Sir Ed Salan is here. The steward should come out quickly and explain what is going on in Furnace Town?" the adjutant in the team shouted.

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PS: The update time during this period is not fixed, I'm really sorry.

Graduation is approaching. Sometimes I have to run documents, sometimes have to attend meetings, and sometimes I have to pack things and send them home. I try my best to ensure daily updates.

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Chapter 42 Not enough, not enough!

The female steward's face was as troubled as constipation. She had a lot to say, but in the end all her thoughts turned into a simple sentence:

"Sir Edshalan, the craftsman you sent felt that we had too few mines here, so he took all the iron ore in the house and forged it. Now there is not even one iron fist in Furnace Town."

What the hell...

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes the towering hill of weapons next to the tower warehouse, Edshalan would not have wanted to believe that this was the truth.

"Okay, let's give the craftsmen on staff in Furnace Town a month's holiday. Their wages will be paid as usual. After that, I want to see the craftsmen working normally."

This is because they are worried that the blacksmiths will suffer too much and will become nothing more than salty fish in the future.

Although it's unclear whether a month's holiday can calm the blacksmiths' minds, that's all it can do.

...

In his own territory, Edshalan rarely knocks on the door. If he needs to knock on the door, he just makes the door non-existent.

The gate of the tower was carved from hard mountain stone, but under the power of Edshalan, the stone gate was melted by ice.

The situation in the tower is not optimistic either. All the iron tools inside that could be used for forging have disappeared, and most of them have become part of the hill in the open space outside the tower.

The air is filled with a strong aura of passion, and there is also a little power in this aura that can arouse the desire in the heart.

The female subordinate who followed the female lord into the tower had a springy face and a blush on her face.

Edshalan frowned, and she snapped her fingers. The temperature in the tower instantly dropped to freezing point, and the smell was frozen into frost and fell to the ground.

The strange smell was gone.

"You guys should step back first, wait outside, and change your skirts." Edshalan shook his head, not looking at his subordinates.

But I didn’t blame them for the sudden floods.

It's probably the power in this breath. What on earth is this? My subordinates have the eighth level of early stage strength in the Ice Emperor Realm, but they can't resist the mysterious power in this smell.

Even the potions that force monsters to reproduce are not that strong.

The woman felt Fenmu's aura and found that this guy was forging at the highest level, but there was no sound of forging in the tower.

"What a talent. He dismantled the stairs and used them for forging. He actually dismantled them to the top floor."

She walked up where the spiral staircase should have been, and with every step she took, a staircase of ice and snow appeared under her high-heeled boots.

When she reached the top floor, she happened to see Fenmu throw a weapon out of the window.

It was a high-class relic-level dagger, but he threw it out of the window as if it were trash.

"The Furnace Town is the largest mining town in the entire Ice Kingdom. It can even be said to be the place with the largest number of mineral deposits in the entire Northern Territory. You have emptied several nearby mine towers for me."

"I didn't plan it well at the beginning. If I used all the mines to make relic-level and legendary-level darts, I guess there would be more weapons in Tunji now. I realized it a bit late. It's because I'm narrow-minded."

Fenmu shook his head and took the cauldron first. He would not say that during the previous period, he was just gnawing away at the pot. He did not focus on forging at all. He only took the time to squeeze out a few more.

If I had thought of this detail from the beginning, I would probably have filled the dream to the brim or even overflowed.

Edshalan would not say that, in fact, she had not thought about this plan, but it was useless even if she thought of it, because the smaller the weapon, the more precise it would be, which would make it harder to make a high-quality one.

The blacksmith in Furnace Town obviously does not have this level of skill.

"No, it doesn't matter. Do you really want to 'grow' a top-level weapon directly?"

"Of course, since I can directly give you a legendary one for Edshalan, it is still necessary to test its upper limit. I just don't know if these are enough now. After all, it is only opened once a year."

Edshalan walked to the window and looked at the steel mountain outside the window, still feeling incredible.

Several houses collapsed not far away. It was probably because the mountain was piled too high at the beginning, and the landslide crushed the rubbish houses below.

Not to mention whether these are enough, the opening time of that mysterious dream is limited, and Ed Salan is very worried about whether he can transport the mountain in within the limited time.

This is not to say that the speed of human transportation cannot keep up, but that the entrance to the Dream Crack is limited in size. You cannot just expand it as much as you want. It is very narrow!

"I can't quite imagine how you forged it. Would you mind forging it for me once? Forging so much in two months is really...beyond my imagination."

Edshalan was wondering if this junior brother deliberately took out all the weapons he had accumulated to replenish his inventory. In order to solve the situation, he deliberately emptied the mines in Furnace Town.

If that's the case, it's logically acceptable, but it's a little hard to bear his enthusiasm for emptying his inventory.

Seriously, would anyone really store so many weapons in their private dreams? Or is it that the private dreams of Fenmu's female companions are also filled with his things?

Fenmu nodded, and then got into trouble again: "It's possible, but there are no more mines. I just turned the last bit of metal in the entire tower into a dagger and threw it out."

In fact, he still has a lot of materials hidden in his little vault, but those precious materials are reserved for girls in the future, so using them as "seeds" for that dream is a bit of a waste.

Reluctant to part with it.

Edshalan looked around the area and found that there was really no iron left, and it was cleaner than termites crossing the border.

The handsome and majestic beauty lord sat down on the chair next to her, habitually holding her delicate side jaw with one hand, and then raised her feet towards Fenmu, looking like a queen.

"The soles and heels of my boots are made of metal. They are made of high-quality eternal ice crystals. See if they are enough. If not, melt both boots. I want to see your forging skills."

In Fenmu's impression, it seemed that Master Anna was the one who did something similar to him last time.

The plot after this action is about endurance training and being a dog licker for the stunningly beautiful Master Anna.

If you just want to show off your skills, one shoe is enough.

The eternal ice crystals in the soles are enough to forge a smaller dagger.

Fenmu squatted on one knee in front of the slender legs wrapped in long boots, and slowly took off the long high-heeled steel boots.

The jade legs under the boots are actually wearing foot socks. The silk-thin stockings are as transparent as ice jade. The white jade-like thighs are tight and round, and the plump transition to the slenderness of the calves is not obtrusive. The feet wearing socks reveal delicate toes, and the blue toenails are more shiny than jade.

Just seeing this foot, Fenmu changed his mind and said:

"Maybe it's not enough. You have to use the eternal ice crystal mines on both of Edsalan's boots!"

Chapter 43 Sweat!

Fenmu never likes to dawdle in doing things. Of course, sometimes she will dawdle when she is with the girls.

It's just that Sister Lord's beautiful feet like jade are really pleasing to the eye. Since he can't find an excuse to take a few more glances, he has no choice but to slow down when taking off the other boot.

First, untie the silk rope buckle at the boot opening, and then gradually let the tight and elastic stocking thighs escape from the package of the boots.

Although it was initially said that he wanted to remove the iron from the boots, when he helped the Queen Lord take off her boots, Fenmu felt that what she wanted to remove was the pair of jade feet.

"Edshalan, there's no place for you to put your feet here, so just put your feet on my lap first."

Fenmu kept squatting on one knee, holding the lord's sister's cold feet with one hand, and placed the pair of beauties on her lap.

In fact, after being exposed to the divine level, the body has been partially freed from the restrictions of the rules. As long as Edshalan is willing, even if he steps on the ground with his bare feet, he will not get a speck of dust.

But, it's unsightly and disrespectful to one's status. Since this junior fellow student from the Kingdom of God, who they just met not long ago, is willing to show such courtesy, then let's accept his kindness.

"Yeah, but your posture won't have any impact. Can you forge while kneeling on one knee?"