Since Reynolds said that he made this strange thing to exercise his body, the shop owner and the blacksmith did not ask any more questions. They just gave Reynolds some suggestions from a more professional point of view.
For example, instead of designing it to be foldable, it should be designed into two sections that could be assembled together. This way, the length would still meet the requirements, and it would be more durable. It would also be easier to carry after disassembling.
Reynolds thought about it and felt that this suggestion was more reliable than his own idea. After disassembling it into two sections, he could hide it in his sleeves. After all, whether it was a priest's robe during the day or a black robe with red clouds at night, the sleeves were long enough to hide it.
In fact, Reynolds used to feel that the sleeves were too long, and sometimes it was inconvenient. However, after wearing it for a long time, he gradually got used to it.
He also thought about whether he could use the long sleeves to hide some hidden weapons such as throwing knives. However, the church was too poor to buy any hidden weapons, so he was forced to give up the idea.
But now, he could ask the blacksmith to make it heavier and then put it in his sleeves. It could be used as a weight for exercise, and when necessary, he could directly wave the sleeves to hit someone. When the sleeves hit someone's face, the person's nose would bleed and his face would be bruised and swollen. Just thinking about it made him feel good!
As a clergyman, he had to be good at fighting with his sleeves!
And when necessary, the two separated grips could be used as two weapons, just like a dual-wielding Berserker.
As expected of a professional's design!
Reynolds sighed in his heart and decided on the design. The construction would take about a week, so the cost was naturally waived.
However, Reynolds did not want to take advantage of the shop owner, so he helped the shop to add a batch of weapons that were not part of the work plan. The shop owner was so happy that he even treated Reynolds to a big lunch at noon.
Just like that, Reynolds went back to Mia's Church alone after eating and drinking. He was thinking about what to do in the afternoon.
Should he read books and practice? Or should he take the kittens to exercise? Teach Amia to weave animals with grass?
Or … could he go play with Daze?
Suddenly, a strange idea popped up in his mind, and he was shocked by it.
"I've been getting lazier and lazier recently. I actually want to play … What's wrong with me? Have I been corrupted by the comfortable life? "
"Moreover, Dai Dai should be very busy. She will definitely be unhappy if I disturb her …"
"That's why I should practice the divine arts in the afternoon. I'll try to optimize the divine arts and see how they work with my new meteor hammer."
Reynolds made his decision.
But before he started cultivating, there was one more important thing to do, and that was to give his new meteor hammer necklace a name.
"Let's call it Mia's Power!"
"This means that it is a power bestowed by the Goddess. In the name of the Goddess, I will slay demons and exterminate evil!"
Hearing this, the old bishop could not help but be stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the blurry statue of the goddess.
Is this why you gave me this weapon?
Could it be …
Many dangerous thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind …
Fortunately, he immediately realized that this was a disrespectful act, so he hurriedly threw those thoughts to the back of his mind, and knelt in front of the statue of the Goddess, sincerely repenting his sins.
Seeing this, Reynolds did not find it strange. He thought that the old bishop was thanking the goddess on his behalf.
Then, he went to the library, ready to read some books.
Although they had moved to the new church, the library was still habitually placed in the dark basement. This was Reynolds's strange insistence. He had already gotten used to reading alone in this enclosed and dark environment. It was very quiet and would not be disturbed. It was easy for him to calm down.
As for the lighting, he did not have to worry about it. A Sacred Flame could illuminate the place incomparably bright, and it would not hurt his eyes.
He had been reading like this for the whole afternoon, and there were some ideas and ideas in his mind to modify the divine arts, but they were very vague and he had not figured out the specific direction yet.
After hearing the old bishop call him to eat, Reynolds closed the old book in front of him and sighed regretfully.
"Sigh … It's really too troublesome to modify a level seven divine art, and the key is that I have no idea …"
"My talent is still too poor. If I could be like Senior, I would definitely be able to modify a divine art that is more suitable for the meteor hammer."
With that, he went out for dinner, and the plan for the evening was to take the kittens to exercise together.
But just as he sat down, he suddenly stood up, as if there was a nail in the chair.
Reynolds quickly walked to the window and looked up at the gradually darkening sky.
The old bishop was a little puzzled at first, but just as he was about to ask, he immediately realized something and walked to Reynolds's side, looking up at the sky with him.
Both of them felt a strong pressure from the sky, which meant that some terrifying existence was approaching the Sinless City.
"The Evil God has descended?"
Reynolds asked in surprise.
"No, this is the Dragon's Aura …"
The old bishop shook his head, and then muttered:
"Why would the Dragon race suddenly visit the Sinless City? What is attracting them here? "
Of course, the Dragon race existed in this world, and they were the more classic dragons, not the strange creatures that looked like cows, birds, or cats.
They were mysterious and powerful, and they were far away from the mortal world. No one knew where they hid in seclusion, and they had always maintained a detached state of being aloof from worldly affairs. Humans rarely saw them, let alone slaying them.
They also looked down on human gold, silver, jewelry, and princesses that could not be married off, so there was no conflict between the two sides, and they were not close. There were no Dragon Slayers, nor were there Dragon Knights.
However, it was said that in ancient times, when there was still a war between the gods, the Dragon race would often appear in public, but that was a long time ago, and the historical records were vague, so no one knew what the situation was.
When Reynolds heard that the Dragon race had come, he was suddenly very curious, and quickly asked:
"Have you seen a Dragon before?"
"Yes."
The old bishop nodded solemnly, but he was unwilling to continue, and his expression became quite serious. It seemed that the meeting with the Dragon race was not a pleasant memory.
"Have you killed them?"
Reynolds asked again.
The old bishop could not help but be stunned:
"Why would I kill them?"
"Their bones, scales, shells, and so on, can't they be made into all kinds of powerful equipment? You can also loot all kinds of armor and swords from their corpses … "
"Where did you hear this tavern legend from?" The old bishop helplessly explained to Reynolds about the Dragon race, and warned him very seriously:
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