Abel took out his ice magic sword and threw it into the Hradik cube. He focused his power of the will on the ice magic sword in the Hradik cube, and a message emerged:
Frost Greatsword (Normal)
One-handed Damage: 3-7
Durability: 24/24
+ 1-2 ice damage, effect lasts for 2 seconds, ice resistance increased by 30%
Among them, the words "Frost Greatsword [Normal]" were bolded in blue, unlike the previous one-handed longsword which was all white. It turned out that the previous one-handed longsword was a white equipment, and this ice magic greatsword was a blue equipment, which was a magic equipment.
Seeing the word "Frost" in front of the big sword, Abel could see that it was an obvious naming style from Diablo 2. Frost meant to inflict ice damage.
Unfortunately, the original "10 # Thul" rune's attributes were:
+ 3-14 ice damage
Effect lasts for 3 seconds
Ice resistance increased by 30%
However, because of the rune ink and the material of the sword, it only retained 1-2 ice damage, and the effect lasted for 1 second less. Abel didn't know how to increase the effect of the rune.
The new discovery gave Abel motivation. Abel clamped the one-handed long sword with a pair of iron pliers and put the hilt into the furnace. After the hilt was heated red, he took the sword out of the furnace and used a tool to make a groove on the hilt.
After that, he repeated the process 19 times and made a groove on all 20 one-handed long swords. Because of the urgency of time, Abel didn't rest for even a moment.
The process of drawing the rune was very smooth. Abel's power of the will had increased by a lot. He only needed to rest once every 5 one-handed long swords. It took him an entire night to draw all 20 one-handed long swords. He didn't even have time to eat breakfast, and he only finished drawing them by noon.
At noon, in the dining hall of Harry castle, Abel, who had been busy since yesterday, was sitting in front of the big table and eating a plate of leopard meat. Lord Marshall understood Abel's rude behavior very well, so he didn't say anything. He just smiled as he watched Abel wolfing down his food.
"Uncle Marshall, I'm just a little hungry." Sensing Lord Marshall's gaze, Abel realized his rudeness. The way nobles ate at the table required them to be elegant and generous, and the way he ate was indeed very rude.
Abel usually paid attention to these details. It had been 2 years since he came to this world. At first, he was wary of this world, but now he had slowly integrated into everything here. Today's rudeness was because of the large amount of work that made him very tired. Normally, he paid attention to these details, but due to the large amount of power of the will, his brain couldn't tell him in time.
"It's okay, you're a real child now.." Lord Marshall said.
Abel had been very mature ever since he came to Harry castle. He never let Lord Marshall worry about him, which made Lord Marshall a lot less fun to educate his children. When he talked about Abel with his friends outside, he would always say that Abel was too obedient, so he couldn't establish his authority as a foster father.
In Abel's heart, Lord Marshall and the Knight of Bennett had the same status. When the Knight of Bennett gave him to the Lord Marshall as a foster son, Abel didn't show too much resistance. The reason was that subconsciously, Abel didn't want to completely replace the old Abel. Only when he came to Lord Marshall, could he truly become a new Abel. A new Abel.
"Uncle Marshall, I'm not a child anymore." Abel emphasized. In this world, 13 years old was already considered a teenager. He didn't want people to call him a child. This was also a way for Abel to truly integrate into his current identity. In his previous life on Earth, an adult Abel would never say something like this.
"Yes, you're not a child anymore." Lord Marshall said with a laugh.
"How's the progress of the magic weapon production?" Lord Marshall asked with a little concern.
Judging from the current situation, the worgens would attack Harry's castle in the next 2 days. According to the news from the scouts, a small group of wolf riders had appeared outside of Harvest City. It seemed like they were investigating Harvest City. However, according to the Lord of Marshall's experience, it was just a trick the worgens had used to delay the fighting power of Harvest City. He believed that the city lord, Viscount Dickens, had seen through it as well. However, he wouldn't dare to use Harvest City as a bet, so he could only guard against Harvest City.
Actually, Lord Marshall had wronged Viscount Dickens. Viscount Dickens had truly sensed the presence of a worgen that was at the same level as the Knight captain outside of Harvest City. Therefore, Viscount Dickens didn't dare to send his men to help Harry castle.
At the same time, the wolf rider captain didn't dare to show himself. If a worgen of his level made a move, Viscount Dickens would have to fight him to the death. This was the responsibility of Viscount Dickens as the Lord of Harvest City. He enjoyed the glory and wealth of the Lord of Harvest City, but at the same time, he had to protect Harvest City from the invasions of such a level.
At the same time, if Viscount Dickens decided to send reinforcements to Harry's castle, he would have to engage in a life and death battle with that wolf rider captain. Viscount Dickens had been in power for many years, so why would he risk his life for a castle?
"The 20 one-handed longswords are almost finished. We should be able to hand them over to the Knight attendants along with the shields tomorrow morning." Abel said as he stopped eating.
"That fast? Take care of your body. Although the time is tight, your health is more important! "Lord Marshall was a little speechless at Abel's crazy work ethic.
"It's nothing. It's not as hard as helping you make that bullock-cart." Abel said with a smile as he wiped the grease off the corner of his mouth.
"Ahem!" Lord Marshall's face blushed a little when he heard Abel's words. He coughed a few times and said, "I've been familiarizing myself with my weapons and armor for the past few days. I believe that as long as the power gap is not too big, the worgen's attack will not succeed. They will pay the price."
Lord Marshall seemed to have thought of the Saloyan Knight, so he added, "Elite knight Bonar and Elite knight Hopper, those two elite knights who participated in the battle against the orcs were also attacked. Luckily, they were prepared beforehand, so they were only slightly injured. They have already returned to Harvest City."
"Those worgen are too arrogant!" Abel said angrily.
This was also the deepest part of the human world. It should be the safest place in the human world, but the continuous orc attacks had made the people here very nervous.
"I heard that the elites of the Duchy of Carmel have already received the order to come to Harvest City. The fastest group will arrive in 3 days. As long as they can hold on for 3 days, there will be a chance for things to turn around." Lord Marshall said.
"Finally, there is good news, but they will only arrive in 3 days. The worgen had already run away after the attack. Can't they be faster?" Abel complained.
"This is already the fastest. The elites of the nearest big city, Sidor City, have been rushing here day and night. 3 days is already very fast. The elites of the other big cities, including the elites of the Bakong City, took even more time to get here. Of course, this is the fastest time to gather elites. I heard that the worgen had killed Prince Wyatt George, which made King Spender George very angry. He heard that the worgen had started to attack again, so he directly ordered the nearby big cities to send help." Lord Marshall explained.
Abel couldn't help but have a strange smile in his heart. He had killed Prince Wyatt George and blamed it on the worgen. King Spender George had sent help to avenge the prince, and the person he was sending to help was the one who killed his son.
After eating lunch, Abel ordered the kitchen to send dinner directly to the door of the operation room. He went out to get it himself and then returned to the operation room to continue his work.
20 times of placing the sapphire, 20 times of guiding the will. In the end, 20 one-handed longswords were all successful without a single failure.
He placed one of the one-handed longswords into the Hradik cube and focused his power of the will on the longsword.
One-handed longsword (normal)
One-handed damage: 2-3
Durability: 24/24
+ 1-2 ice damage, effect lasts for 2 seconds, ice resistance increased by 30%
"One-handed longsword (normal)" These words were in blue. This was already a magic equipment.
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