At this moment, Master Bentham turned the shield around and saw a diamond embedded on the back. He couldn't help but ask, "Is this a magic shield?"
"Yes, it's a new piece of armor I invented. It can reduce some physical damage," Abel explained.
"You're way better than me now!" Master Bentham exclaimed. He didn't know how powerful it was to reduce physical damage. If he did, he wouldn't be so relaxed.
"I got a set of armor. Can you help me take a look at what it's made of?" Abel took out the black armor and handed it to Master Bentham.
At this moment, Master Bentham realized that Abel was carrying another piece of equipment. When he took the armor from Abel, he almost used the wrong amount of strength because of the difference between its appearance and weight.
"Holy Wolf's Favor? How did this armor end up in your hands? "Master Bentham asked in horror.
"This is my trophy. A few days ago, I went out to kill a werewolf and got this armor. This armor is called the 'Holy Wolf's Favor'?" Abel was a little confused as to why Master Bentham was so frightened, so he answered honestly.
"This is the holy relic of the worgens. If the worgens know that you have this armor, they will try their best to get it back." Master Bentham continued, "I told you about legendary equipment a few days ago. This armor is legendary."
Master Bentham recalled, "Legend has it that the worgens' totem, the holy wolf, killed a black dragon cub and was chased by the black dragons. In the end, the holy wolf escaped with serious injuries. When the holy wolf returned to the worgens, it brought back the black dragon cub's body. The orc craftsmen used the black dragon cub's skin and scales to make this armor. The worgen you killed this time must be an important member of the worgens' royal family."
Abel remembered the worgens' royal skill, "Wolf Rider Spear Technique," and couldn't help but agree with Master Bentham's words.
"The best thing to do now is to seal this' Blessing of the Holy Wolf '. Don't let anyone know you have this armor." Master Bentham suggested.
Abel knew how dangerous the armor was. Of course, he had to listen to Master Bentham's advice. The werewolves were one of the top few super tribes in the Orc Empire. They had countless high-level combatants. Thinking about the consequences of being hunted down by the werewolves, he couldn't help but shiver.
It turned out that Abel was thinking of wearing this armor when he transformed into a werewolf to protect himself. Fortunately, he had asked Master Bentham for advice first. If he really wore this armor in the Orc Empire, he would be courting death.
Abel brought the 'Blessing of the Holy Wolf' armor back to the castle. This time, he didn't dare to directly hold it in his hand. Instead, he found a box and put it inside. As soon as he returned to the castle, he put the box in his own independent operation room. He was the only one who had the key to this room, so it was considered a very safe place.
As time went by, the atmosphere in the castle became more and more lively. Because of Lord Marshall's birthday and the fact that he and his adopted son were both knighted, these 3 happy events combined together. Lord Marshall was going to hold a grand banquet in the castle on his birthday. He invited all the nobles of Harvest City, as well as the neighboring lords. Of course, Knight of Bennett's family was also invited.
For the past few days, other than going to the forest to comfort the lonely Bai Yun, Abel spent the rest of his time forging weapons in the castle's operation room. He was going to sell them to Edmund's boutique shop for gold coins. Of course, he didn't spend all his time forging magic weapons. If a large number of magic weapons appeared in the market, it would definitely affect the price of magic weapons.
Edmund's boutique shop was only one of the auction houses in the Duchy of Carmel. The Duchy of Carmel's spending power was limited. Abel was going to provide 10 120 skills big swords and 2 magic weapons each time. He believed that these weapons were far better than normal weapons, so they would definitely be popular in the market.
On the 10th of June, the entire Harry Castle looked brand new. A giant red coat of arms was hung on the castle's parapet, which was only used for important ceremonies. It made the castle look fiery red from afar. The roads in the castle were washed with water, and the servants had changed into new clothes. The attendants and guards were also wearing their best equipment. Harry Castle was ready to welcome the important guests.
Although it was a banquet, guests kept coming in since noon. From time to time, you could see the busy servants in the castle. Today, every guest was very important.
With the rise of Lord Marshall's status, the level of communication had also begun to rise. Although it was only the title of Lord, but in the Duchy of Carmel, it was very difficult to get a title, and it was even harder to increase it. At the same time, Lord Marshall was a Lord with a territory, which made him one of the top nobles in Harvest City.
Abel had already changed into a gorgeous noble suit. Since he hadn't participated in the king's award ceremony, he didn't wear a coat of arms on his chest. However, other than the coat of arms, his suit was completely sewn according to his identity as a Lord. For this banquet, Lord Marshall had specially invited the best tailor in Harvest City, Ms. Candy, to the castle to tailor Abel's suit.
Although Abel was very annoyed by the cumbersome process of wearing this kind of suit. In this hot weather, this kind of multi-layered suit made him feel like he was being stuffed into a sealed bag. According to Lord Marshall, the most important thing for nobles was not how many gold coins they had, but how noble they could be.
Abel's understanding of this sentence was, "To save face, to save face." Of course, he could only say this in his heart.
The importance of this birthday to Lord Marshall could be seen from many aspects. The red wine was ordered many days in advance through the Harvest City's merchant company. It was a 10 year old red wine from the Duchy of Thunder. Even the dining utensils were newly bought silver, and the food was prepared by a chef specially invited to Harvest City.
Overall, Harry Castle was still too young compared to other castles that were hundreds or thousands of years old. Although Lord Marshall was born in a big family, ever since he established his own castle, Family Harry of Lord Marshall was no longer legally related to the Family Harry of Bakong City. The distance between the two families also made the two families not very close.
It was also because of this that Lord Marshall was very strict with this banquet. He was a person who cared a lot about dignity, and he wanted to do everything to the best of his ability.
"Uncle Marshall, do you want me to get some servants from Abel's castle?" Abel quickly asked the Lord of Marshall. Because of the distinguished status of today's guests, every single one of them had to be accompanied by a special servant. This had caused a shortage of manpower, so he quickly asked the Lord of Marshall.
"Ok, Abel." Lord Marshall had also realized the situation, so he quickly agreed.
One must know that the servants in the castle were not ordinary people who could be directly used. Every servant had to go through special training. The servant represented the dignity of the master. Every noble would have a special training method for their servants.
The two carriages in the castle drove towards Abel's castle. They had to make sure there were enough servants in the castle before the night came.
With the arrival of night, Harry Castle was brightly lit. The Lord of Marshall stood at the entrance of the castle hall, welcoming all the distinguished guests. Abel stood beside him with a smile on his face as he listened to the Lord of Marshall introduce the guests in a low voice.
"The respected Master Bentham has arrived! The respected Knight of Bennett has arrived! "Steward Lindsey's voice came from outside the castle gate.
After Abel heard this, he quickly went to the castle gate to greet his father, the Knight of Bennett. Although Master Bentham worked for Lord Marshall's blacksmith shop, he was very famous in Harvest City. On top of that, he was Abel's blacksmith teacher, so Abel respected him very much.
"Father, Master, welcome to tonight's banquet!" Abel had already arranged for people to drive the super bull-cart that was Lord Marshall's birthday gift. It was pulled by two raging bulls to pick up the Knight of Bennett and Master Bentham.
The Knight of Bennett got off the cart first. When he saw Abel, a gratified smile appeared on his serious face. He nodded to Abel. Abel's mother, Nala, followed behind him. Nala had not seen her son for a while, so she was already tearing up. It was only because of this occasion that she was able to hold back her emotions.
Abel's brother, Zach, got off the cart next. Zach immediately jumped in front of Abel and hugged him. However, after the Knight of Bennett gently coughed, he obediently let go and stood aside.
Abel couldn't help but laugh. Zach was still so afraid of his father. He chuckled and said to Zach, "Dear brother, if you can become an official Knight, then I will give you a full set of Knight equipment to celebrate."
Zach's eyes began to sparkle. He laughed and said, "Abel, that day won't be too far away. You need to get ready soon."
Master Bentham got off the cart last and said to Abel with a smile, "This cart is not bad. I can't even feel the bumps in this old body. But will Lord Marshall be unhappy that you are picking me up with his birthday gift?"
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