Back to the present, Emil and Ophelia came to the Weapons Workshop together.

Because of the battle with the Dark Knights here, the weapon workshop has become a ruin. Not to mention forging, it is difficult to find a complete hammer.

"Uh, Miss Ophelia, what are we doing here?" Emil asked, scratching his head.

Ophelia did not answer him immediately, but smiled and said.

"Emir, as a forge, don't you want to know how the Dark Knight's magic sword was made?"

Through Lydia's story, she learned about Emil's help to repair the magic sword under the pressure of the Dark Knight.

"Oh, I've said that I'm not a forge yet, because I haven't passed the assessment yet." Emil reiterated.

"Haha," Ophelia laughed when she heard this, "Is the assessment of the forging master that important? As far as I know, no one in the entire empire has ever done forging work for the Dark Knight, and no one has ever dared to tamper with the magic sword, so you have to be confident that your forging technology has surpassed most of the forging masters in the empire."

"Is that so? You're not looking for happiness with me, are you?" Emil stared at her with a suspicion.

"Hmph, forget it if you don't believe it," Ophelia then said, "No matter what, for a forge, technology is always more important than qualifications. After all, some people's forge qualifications... forget it, let's not talk about it."

Emil understood what she meant, and no longer doubted, so he said.

"Indeed, I'm very interested in the magic sword. According to the Dark Knight, it was forged from the rarest metal in the world, the Golden Glow Mine."

"Hmm? It seems that you have a solid basic skills, and you even know this." Ophelia praised him.

However, Emil could not afford the praise of this powerful knight, he said quickly.

"I've been too proud, I just know a little bit of the fur."

"...Haha, let's forget about these polite words," Ophelia was tired of the topic and then said, "Anyway, what I want to tell you is that the quality and strength of my sword exceeded that of the Dark Knight's magic sword. She pierced the opponent's armor without any effort, and in the end she drove him away because of this."

Ophelia said, pulling out her sword from her waist. It looked just an ordinary sword. Its shape was similar to those forged by the craftsmen in the weapons workshop before, but it was not metallic silver, but like her armor, showing pure white.

In short, this is a handful of ordinary shapes and the appearance can no longer be described as mediocre, but rather ugly.

Emil had never seen such an ugly sword before, and even the farm tools sold by the blacksmith shop in the village were better than this.

"...this is it?" Emil glanced at him with disdain.

"Haha, I knew you would be like this," Ophelia smiled slightly, "but as I just said, for the forge, technology is the most important, and for a sword that is a weapon and kills enemies on the battlefield, practicality is the most important."

Emil does not agree with such a statement. Practicality is very important, but he cannot completely give up his appearance. For example, Pedro's magic sword is not only powerful, but also has a very cool appearance.

However, he was curious about another sentence that Ophelia said at this time.

"By the way, you just said that you used this sword to force the Dark Knight away?"

"Yes, that's why I say that practicality is the most important thing."

"Uh, can you show me?"

"Ofriya agreed readily, rather, she wanted to show it to Emil.

Emil took the long sword carefully and felt a cold feeling when he touched the hilt. He carefully observed the blade. Strangely, the blade didn't look sharp, how did it pierce Pedro's god-level armor.

"Oh, I can't understand it anymore. What's going on with your sword?"

Emil asked in disbelief. After all, he had had some dealings with the sword. How could such a sword that was not qualified for even the blade, pierce the god-level armor? It was obviously not something that could be pierced by brute force.

Then, Ophelia explained.

"It's nothing special, because it is mainly forged from Jinhui ore, and the content of Jinhui ore reaches 90%.

"What!" Emil was shocked.

When he recalled his conversation with Pedro, he was also mixed with golden ore in the magic sword, but the content was not high. Now he thought that the content in the armor must not be much, so he was pierced by Ophelia's sword.

"It's 90% of them. Why did you get so many Jinhui mines?" Emil couldn't help asking.

"Well, I can only reveal one thing. In fact, my sword was forged by the elves. The other party is also a senior forging. Moreover, this Jinhui mine is not easily obtained by humans. Because thousands of years ago, the elves and dragons ruled this land, and the dragons naturally did not need weapons. Therefore, forging technology was produced among the elves. In order to create excellent weapons, they searched the entire continent and collected all the goldenhui mines they could find. So if there is Jinhui mine now, it can only be the territory of the elves. Unfortunately, since humans ruled this land, they have disappeared."

"So that's it." Emil nodded thoughtfully.

However, he still had some questions. Since the elves disappeared, how did Ophelia find them? And how did she transform into an elves through how she turned into an elves?

Of course, he was just curious. If Ophelia was unwilling to speak out, he would be embarrassed to ask the bottom line.

"I'll tell you one more thing," Ophelia said, "The Dark Knight's magic sword is also forged by the elves, but this forging master is a traitor to the elves. When the demons rise, he resolutely turned against him, defected to the demons, and used his excellent forging skills to the demons."

"Ha? There's such a thing."

Emil was surprised and wanted to use this technology to support humans. What did this elf think? No matter how much he hates humans, he should not do anything that harms others and does not benefit himself.

Ophelia did not comment on this, she continued.

"So, in today's world, the role of the forge is far beyond your imagination. Even the Dark Knights recognize your skills, so you don't have to underestimate yourself."

"…haha, thank you." Emil understood what she meant and expressed his gratitude for it.

In fact, at the beginning, he really thought that the forge was no big deal. Wasn't it just a weapon for soldiers or knights? After all, he was just a logistics department.

But after listening to Ophelia's explanation, he felt the honor of being a forge for the first time. Of course, he always remembered that he had not passed the assessment and was not qualified to regard himself as a forge.

"So, I asked you to come here to forge a magic sword that belongs to humans... Oh, this cannot be called a magic sword, but a holy sword, a holy sword that is stronger than a magic sword." Ophelia said with her hands crossed her chest.

"Ha?" Emil was very surprised, "But we don't have materials. As you said just now, only the elves can have the Golden Rain Mine."

"Haha, it seems that there are still loopholes in your thinking," Ophelia said happily, "think about it, am I just an elf now?"

"...Oh, look at my head." Emil slapped his head and said embarrassedly.

Then Ophelia took off the gloves in her right hand, and what caught Emil's eyes was a fair-skinned and delicate hand, and of course a ring worn on her middle finger, with a ruby ​​inlaid on it.

Emil quickly took out the ring in his hand and found that it was similar to Ophelia's, and it seemed that it should be the same space magic.

Then, Ophelia used magic to summon the materials stored in the ring. Emil took a look and felt it was very familiar, because like the materials Pedro took out, they were all metal blocks, but the color was obviously brighter, which may indicate that the content of Jinhui ore is very high.

"That's what I said, it contains 90% of the forging materials of Jinhui ore. Next, you only need to use your technology to create a holy sword."

"Oh, that's great." Emil looked excited.

At this time, although the weapons workshop had turned into ruins, it was all a small problem. He could have built a simple workbench.

Soon, with the help of Ophelia, Emil successfully built all the equipment needed for forging, including stoves, anvils, and miniature reservoirs used for quenching.

After getting ready, Emil decided to call Lilith out to assist in the forging, because he wanted to create a "holy sword". I believe that many legendary forgeators in the empire did not have this opportunity, so Emil did not dare to neglect the slightest.

However, when he summoned Lilith, he was stunned, because the dragon was sleeping soundly and probably wouldn't wake up for a while.

"She's called Lilith, right?" Ophelia walked over and touched her head gently. "You don't know. She fell into a deep sleep after receiving my treatment. For her safety... Well, it's just to not scare the public, I'll get her into your ring without authorization."

"That's it, it's okay. Let's wait first and talk about it when Lilith wakes up."

"Well, it seems that this is the only way," Ophelia nodded, "If you want to forge the holy sword, you must have the power of Lilith. After all, we can only burn these materials with dragon breath."

After understanding this, Emil took Lilith back into the ring.

...

In the following time, they were not idle, and Ophelia began to explain to him the current situation of the town.

Although the demons are not afraid of the time being, the survival problem of the people, as the city lord, must find a way to solve it.

"Well, how long can the current food reserve last?" Emil asked.

"It's OK for about a day, but those foods are probably deteriorated, and if you continue to eat, you may get sick."

"Is that so? Is there any place for food in the town?"

"Uh, there is, there is, just..." Ophelia became hesitant.

"It's okay, but it's okay."

"Actually, there are ingredients, such as flour, rice, vegetables, etc., but no one can make them." Ophelia scratched her head, looking embarrassed.

"Ha?" Emil was stunned.

What is this food shortage? He heard Ophelia say so severely, and thought it was like the famine era in his grandmother's mouth. It was said that there was nothing to eat at that time, and many people ate the bark to make a living.

But what is this now? Could it be that you starved to death by guarding the ingredients? That's ridiculous. Even if you can't cook, just cook a pot of water and throw the ingredients in to make a hodgepodge.

"What? You feel very embarrassed, too."

Ophelia felt a little guilty. She couldn't even do such a thing herself, but she had to leave it to Emil alone to solve it.

"Oh," Emil sighed, and did not answer her, but thought for a while, "I have to ask you to call everyone to the square of the barracks, and let them bring their own ingredients. If they don't have one, just search for the uninhabited house."

"Oh, this is simple, but what do you want to do?" Ophelia was curious.

"Haha, there is nothing to tell for the time being, you will know later." Emil showed a mysterious smile.

"Yeah, I'm pretty good at keeping it up," Ophelia said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go now."

Emil looked at her leaving back and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Oh, what's this? I actually have to teach these people how to cook. Is this what a city lord should do?"

He was just speechless when someone suddenly came over. When he looked back, he found that it was Lena.

"Mr. Emil, it's already noon. Do you want to have a freshly prepared meal or what you said in the morning..." Rena said respectfully.

Although she had just entered the mansion for a few days, Rena had learned the basic etiquette of being a maid. She raised her skirt and bowed to salute while talking to Emil.

Emil frowned at her actions. He didn't like this kind of red tape, but he couldn't change it, so he had to ignore it.

Then, he thought for a moment. According to the current situation of "food shortage", he, the city lord, should take the lead in saving, but when he understood the truth about the so-called "food shortage", he felt that there was no need to do so.

"Then please help me make a new lunch. As for the mornings, you can just handle it," Emil said casually, and then he suddenly thought of something and quickly called Rena, "Wait, give it to me, don't waste it."

Rena had never heard of any nobleman who would eat leftovers. After all, no matter what happened, the nobleman should be given priority to ensure the living needs of the nobleman, so the nobleman is absolutely not short of food.

She could only think that this city lord must be a nobleman who attaches great importance to the people. Seeing that the people were hungry, she would not waste food casually. This alone can show that his character is superior to ordinary nobles.

If this is true, she can follow her with confidence. To put it more than anything, she is even willing to devote the rest of her life to this city lord.

Then, Emil thought of another thing.

"By the way, you should know how to cook... Haha, I'm not talking nonsense. In short, just give me the leftovers in the morning. As for the new lunch, you don't have to worry about it. I have a more important task to hand it over to you."

"What mission?" Lena said inexplicably.

"Hehe, you will know then." Emil said and walked straight towards the city lord's mansion.
Chapter completed!