Lin Li was shocked. What was the concept of a lost level-fifteen spell? Back when the Merlin Family wanted to curry favor with the Guild of Magic, they had Cromwell send over only a few lost level-fourteen spells.
Look at Macklin, he could open his mouth and use a level-fifteen spell!
The difference between level-fourteen and level-fifteen was not just one level. One was at the level of a Magic Shooter, and the other was at the level of an Archmage. The difference in realm determined the power of these two spells to be as different as heaven and earth.
Lin Li couldn't understand what was wrong with this old man. It was just an ordinary iron sword, not even a piece of magical equipment. For such a broken thing, he actually took out a lost level-15 spell … Did he have to make it so serious?
"Is it really just an iron sword?"
Seeing Lin Li's solemn question, Macklin could not help but hesitate. He thought for a while, and then awkwardly added, "It'd be best if … it could be sharper. It'd be best if it could pierce through leather armor."
"So sharp …" Lin Li muttered, and did not say anything else.
It'd be best if it could pierce through leather armor … What kind of bullsh * t request was this? Did these two old fellows dare to ask for more? In this Alanna City, buying the cheapest blacksmith's sword from any weapon shop would probably not be as simple as piercing through leather armor, right?
But it was good to have a low request, lest he got himself into trouble …
Thinking of that level-fifteen spell, Lin Li raised the iron hammer happily.
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang … "
The iron hammer fell heavily, and sparks flew on the anvil. Amid the crisp sound, the red iron embryo slowly extended. Lin Li held the heavy iron hammer in his hand, but it did not seem to be strenuous at all. When he waved it, his expression was relaxed, as if he was only holding a paintbrush, and he was using this paintbrush to paint a scroll on the anvil. In that crisp "clang" sound, the red iron embryo gradually showed the shape of a one-handed sword.
An ordinary iron sword was simply too easy for a Smithing Grandmaster …
Lin Li did not even put much effort into it; he was just casually knocking.
But in the eyes of the two old men, it was as if they had seen a ghost …
The two of them were dumbfounded. They had been busy hiding in the house for more than half a month, but they were still unable to complete the task. Yet, in the hands of this brat, it was as easy as eating and drinking. Just look at the way he hammered, and then look at the strength of his hammering. This was simply the standard of an experienced blacksmith.
The two old men looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
Between the two of them, Aldwin knew Lin Li the most. At least he knew that this kid was picked up by Andoine in the Sunset Mountains. He was a real magic genius, but Andoine had never mentioned that this kid was not only a magic genius, but also a powerful blacksmith.
There was no need to mention Macklin. He had just bragged about being a forging master in front of the other party, but in the blink of an eye, he realized that the other party's craftsmanship was a hundred times better than his. This feeling was even more embarrassing than being caught in bed …
Fortunately … the old man was thick-skinned enough.
"Although I'm not a Master Blacksmith, I found a Master Blacksmith to help me. He's much better than a Master Blacksmith …"
While Macklin was comforting himself, Lin Li had already put the iron sword into the water bucket.
With a sizzling sound, a cloud of white smoke rose, and the iron sword had completed the final quenching.
Lin Li put down the hammer in his hand and patted the dust on his hands.
"The iron sword is done, Mr Macklin. This level-15 spell …"
The old man was secretly proud when he suddenly heard a sizzling sound. When he came back to his senses, the kid was already looking for him for a level-15 spell. Macklin suddenly jumped. "So fast?"
Lin Li rolled his eyes, and whispered in his heart, "This time is considered slow …"
Macklin still did not quite believe it. He took a few steps to the side of the bucket, and wanted to pick up the half of the sword that had just been quenched with his hand.
Who knew that as soon as his hand reached out, he felt as if he had been bitten by something. Macklin withdrew his hand in a panic, only to find that there was a thin cut on his hand …
For a moment, the old man's eyes widened.
"Kid, come with me!" Macklin did not even bother to bandage the wound on his hand, and dragged Lin Li out.
"Mr Macklin, what's the matter?"
"Follow me and you'll know."
The two of them came out of the low building and returned to the guild hall. This time, Macklin did not stop. Instead, he directly brought Lin Li along the spiral stairs all the way to a room on the third floor.
Macklin stood outside the door, and softly chanted a spell. Then, Lin Li saw that the door that was tightly shut suddenly opened …
"Come in with me."
"Oh …" Lin Li followed in obediently.
The furnishings in the room were quite simple. A table and a few rattan chairs were all that was in the room. Lin Li looked around, but did not even find a trash can.
"Kid, tell me honestly …" Macklin's face was solemn, but his voice was slightly agitated. "How do you know forging?"
"This …" Lin Li hesitated for a moment. He did not know how to explain. Could he tell the old man that the reason why he knew forging was all because of something called the Scroll of Wishes? Wouldn't he be blasted to death by a fireball …
"I'm just asking casually. You don't have to be so nervous." Seeing that his expression was not right, Macklin thought that he was frightened by his serious expression. For a moment, he could not help but regret it. This kid was the treasure of the Guild of Magic now. He must not be frightened. If he were to be frightened, the entire Guild of Magic would be in trouble.
The old man comforted him while squeezing out a kind smile on his face. But in Lin Li's eyes, this smile was like a fox paying a chicken a New Year's greeting …
"Mr Macklin, actually, I don't know anything about forging. It's just that my family runs a blacksmith shop. When I'm free, I just follow along and learn …" After thinking about it, Lin Li finally chose such a more acceptable reason.
"Oh …" Macklin just asked casually, and this answer was reasonable. When the old man heard it, he naturally did not doubt it.
"Other than forging with fine iron, do you know how to forge other metals?" Macklin seemed to be afraid that he did not understand, so he deliberately explained, "For example, magical metals like Mithril and Thorium."
"I think I know a little …" Before knowing Macklin's purpose, Lin Li answered very cautiously.
"That's great!" Macklin slapped his thigh and stood up excitedly. "Felic, you've helped us a lot this time!"
"Huh?" Lin Li was baffled.
"No hurry, no hurry … I'll tell you slowly later." Macklin's expression was as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. His old face was smiling so widely that a flower was about to bloom. He reached into his pocket and took out a roll of crumpled parchment. "Keep this first. It's a level-15 spell, Mana Disruption."
Lin Li took it casually. "Oh, thank you, Mr Macklin."
"Kid, don't look down on this spell." Seeing his casual expression, the old man kindly reminded him again, "This is really good stuff. If you hadn't helped me so much, I really wouldn't have taken it out. To tell you the truth, this spell is said to be level-15, but if it's used well, maybe even level-17 or 18 magic is not as powerful as it. Do you understand what Mana Disruption means?"
"No …" Lin Li answered matter-of-factly.
He couldn't be blamed for this. This was the incantation recorded on the scroll. Before learning it, you wouldn't know what effect it had. At most, you could only analyze the structure of the incantation from a few words, and then barely guess some useful information. For example, the crumpled parchment in Lin Li's hand could only be analyzed from the structure of the spell that it should be a spell that relied heavily on mental strength. This was because there were several characters in this spell that were used to stimulate mental strength.
"The so-called Mana Disruption refers to the use of mental strength to attack and interfere with the opponent's Mana in order to achieve an effect similar to Mana Retroaction. Of course … the premise is that you must have a strong enough mental strength. If your mental strength is not strong enough, this magic that interferes with the opponent is very likely to make you suffer."
Macklin's expression showed a hint of pride. "As long as you master this spell, even if you don't know any magic, you can do whatever you want among the Archmages."
The old man was bragging, but Lin Li did not answer.
Because he was already scared stiff. What kind of concept was it to directly use mental strength to attack …
For such a spell to fall into his hands, perhaps it could only be explained as God's will.
Lin Li was very clear about his own mental strength. What Macklin meant by "strong enough mental strength" was not a problem for him at all. Under the impact of his huge mental strength, he could really do whatever he wanted among the Archmages …
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