In the past half a month, Prince Ren had been
Reading all the popular posts on the Divine Inquisitor Forum.
Only a small number of them were seriously asking for help.
Most of the posts were like a show off.
For example, the first troop's full polarizing daggers had reached level 99, and all four troops were equipped with defense. Or they were showing off how many times they had defeated the enemy in this activity. Prince Ren could understand such a show off.
In his opinion, this was similar to showing off their battle achievements.
But there were others..,
Showing off their rare knives, showing off how good their knives were at cooking, and how good their makeup was..
Forget it. The fact that they would accept a minor like him and stipulate that he could only "work" for two hours a day meant that the war in the Government of the Time was not that fierce.
Or perhaps there were other considerations.
These were not things that a minor like him, who was not in this era, should worry about.
Prince Ren thought so and naturally threw away the tracing of the essence of war.
The forging room was next to the restoration room in the backyard.
Usually, only the close attendants would go there to complete their daily classes.
Prince Ren rarely took this route.
He first stopped at the entrance of the restoration room.
He looked inside.
With his meager knowledge of the maintenance of ancient swords and swords,
He didn't know what many of the props in this room were used for.
Speaking of which, he had been here for half a month, but he didn't seem to have been asked to enter for the swordsman?
As if seeing his doubts,
The medicine researcher who led the way pointed at a few tools that Prince Ren had seen. "This is the restoration pool.
Soak the main body in it, and then put the resources in from there. Yes, there.
It will automatically start to repair. "
"Do you usually get injured by soaking in the pool?" Prince Ren asked.
"We don't get injured much when we go out now," the medicine researcher explained. "The troops who go out on the battlefield are all over level 70 in the day battle.
The daggers and wakizashi of the night battle are also cultivated back from polarizing. "
Polarizing.
Prince Ren blinked.
He was unfamiliar with this word.
"What about you?" he asked.
"I'm the next in the cultivation order," the medicine researcher said.
After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment.
Then, he added, "Last time, you said that Honmaru's arrangement will continue according to the previous duty schedule, and the use of cultivation tools will also be according to the previous order."
"That's right." Prince Ren nodded.
He glanced at Yao Yan and felt that he needed to pay attention to this.
He had never seen the difference between cultivators and non-cultivators. Yao Yan was probably the first person he could observe carefully.
The few short swords in Honmaru were very active in their daily activities, and he usually only encountered one or two slashes.
Prince Ren felt uncomfortable when a boy who was younger than him acted like a spoiled child. The swords seemed to have noticed this and rarely came to him.
Perhaps both parties were still wary of each other?
Prince Ren thought so, but he didn't really care.
It was good to be wary.
Being too familiar with others was the scariest thing.
A little distance between people is good for everyone.
However, he would do his part well.
"Shouldn't I learn to use my Psionic Hands?" he asked. "Isn't that one of the duties of the Divine Inquisitor?"
Yao Yan was silent for a moment.
Then, Hasegawa stepped forward. "You're still growing, and your spiritual power is still developing. Its condition and strength aren't stable yet.
It's better for you to learn the Hand after you can bear the output of Honmaru's spiritual power and learn how to use it more. "
Oh, oh, how considerate.
Of course, Prince Ren knew that this wasn't normal. Nobody on the Divine Inquisitor forum had described anything like this with their swords.
The swords in their descriptions often made Prince Ren wonder if they were "gods" or "retainers," or even worse, just personal possessions.
But wasn't he abnormal to begin with?
He was from two hundred years ago, and the timeline was different. He was probably treated like a rare animal.
Otherwise, why would he be assigned to a mature Honmaru?
How could this Motonmaru, who had been raised well and operated stably, and even the Sword and Sword Death Gods had their own thoughts and perseverance, be the "Motonmaru of a Divine Inquisitor who suddenly resigned after half a year of employment" described by his unqualified Kukusuke?
"Is the red fox eating oily tofu?" Prince Ren asked. "Don't always make it oily tofu. If it eats too much salty, it'll lose fur.
Just feed it some vegetable leaves. "
"Okay, I'll adjust its diet," Hasegawa replied very considerately.
They finally reached the forging room.
Yao Yan opened the door of the forging room.
The valet had already finished forging the dagger for today.
When the Divine Inquisitor didn't have specific needs, they usually used the simplest formula.
If the dagger wasn't awakened, but given to other swords to synthesize abilities, it just happened to be the attribute that the polarized daggers needed the most.
Of course, the other commonly used formulas also needed to be explained to the Divine Inquisitor for the first time.
Hasegawa's tone was excited.
After all, this was Fox's Aid's job, and now it was taken by him.
This was really in line with the fantasy of a master: "This is the forging room. You only need to select the proportion of each resource, and enter the corresponding number into this place. The Swordsmiths here will automatically take the resources and put them into the furnace to start forging."
Seeing the furnace, Prince Ren thought, as long as I choose the number of resources?
"What's the commonly used formula?"
"If all four resources are 50, there will be a difference between a short sword and a side sword. If all four resources are 350, then it's possible to forge all kinds of swords.
In theory, the more resources you spend, the more likely you are to get a rare sword.
Of course, it also has a certain relationship with the attribute of your Reiki.
But the resources used can only be above 50 and below 999. "Hasegawa said.
Prince Ren looked at the four wheels that could be used to calculate the number of resources, and fell into contemplation.
50-999？
It sounded like the type and number of forging knives were related to the proportion.
Was the proportion of All better?
Was the whole number better than the non-whole number?
How many possible formulas were there?
If he asked the servants about the results of the forging, would he be able to pull out a list of resources and swords?
Then, could he use this list to deduce the formula of each sword?
Regression equation?
His mind flashed with the regression equation algorithm, and he returned to reason.
Wasn't this forging method dependent on Reiki?
It was related to the attribute of Reiki …
Then he couldn't think of any scientific statistics.
He remembered what Hasegawa had just said.
"Today is the limited forging activity?
Is it the Ba shape? "
Prince Ren casually entered four 550, and then took the commission talisman from Hasegawa and stuck it on the lever.
He pulled down the lever, and the Swordsmiths who were motionless in the corner started to move, as if they were clockwork.
Was it another Spirit-branded Retainer like Fox's Aid?
"Yes, today is the last day of the Ba shape limited forging.
The forging time of the Ba is relatively long, usually five hours, and the probability is relatively … low … "Hasegawa opened his eyes wide.
After the Bladesmith pushed all the resources into the furnace, a flame suddenly appeared on the furnace that flashed twice, and a countdown appeared on the top of the furnace. Does this count as a success? "King Ren was also a little surprised.
Yaowan reacted before Hasegawa did.
He knew that if the God's Inquisitor wanted to wait five hours, then he could only awaken the sword tomorrow.
But if he awakened Death God Fu after the time, he estimated that he would miss the activity time.
He took out a speed talisman from the drawer next to him and handed it to Prince Ren.
"How do I use this?" Prince Ren, who had only seen it in the manual but had never used it, took the speed talisman and compared it.
Yaowan said, "Just slap it on the furnace."
Prince Ren: So careless?
He speechlessly raised his hand and slapped a speed talisman on the furnace.
The flame became fierce in an instant, and then gradually died out after the tongue of flame licked the top of the stove. A knife appeared on the top of the stove, glowing, and then gradually fell down and stopped in front of King Ren.
It was a very long sword, Prince Ren couldn't tell whether it was good-looking or not, but it was indeed different from the swords of the Death God Fu in Moto Maru.
He reached out his hand and held it.
When he held the sword, he suddenly understood how to "awaken" it.
Spiritual power wrapped around the sword from his hand, and the contract and call were transmitted through Spiritual power.
Almost instantly, a white-haired man appeared in front of him.
"Ba shape, Ba shape.
There are no inscriptions, no legends, no stories, a combination of Ba shape.
This is me. "The man who coldly said the lines slightly lowered his head.
He was wearing clothes that looked like Haori but weren't Haori, and the sleeves (probably sleeves) were similar to a peacock's feather shawl.
At first glance, Prince Ren felt like he was looking at a witch.
Although swords and swords are "men" … is this also a divine sword?
Prince Ren compared his height and couldn't help but squint.
Strictly speaking, this was his first sword.
Prince Ren didn't forge swords before, and the reason was the same as he said, it was too dangerous.
Swords were lethal weapons.
Even if Prince Ren treated these Death God Fu as humans, he never let down his guard.
He didn't feel that he could control the entire Moto Maru, nor did he feel that he could control these swords and swords.
And the truth was so.
He provided Moto Maru with Spiritual power as a hub to maintain the "purity" of these Death God Fu, and these Death God Fu correspondingly provided him with help and taught him.
Prince Ren always remembered that he signed a contract with the Government of the Time just to figure out what his power was, whether it was only Spiritual power, and how to use Spiritual power.
But after he truly forged his first sword, used Spiritual power to awaken it, and signed a contract, Prince Ren discovered his narrowness.
He could feel the natural closeness of this sword to him.
Because of the contract formed by Spiritual power, he could even capture the emotions of this sword.
Curiosity, joy.
She clearly looked like a cold clergyman (probably because she couldn't be called a Son of God, and it wasn't right to call her a witch), but she became dependent on the "Divine Inquisitor" who was obviously weaker than her?
Prince Ren finally understood why so many Divine Inquisitors rejected second-hand swords and swords.
The swords and swords that were cleaned and purified from the Moto Maru usually didn't get good treatment.
Even if a new Divine Inquisitor with a good record was found, there was a high probability that the Divine Inquisitor would fall again.
But my previous judgment was correct.
Prince Ren thought.
These swords and swords were indeed too dangerous.
He was like a newborn child, ignorant and ignorant.
But the more ignorant they were, the more naive they were to the point of cruelty.
If they were satisfied with such dependence and tried to carve their own shadow on the pure character of the swords and swords … what would become of the Divine Inquisitor?
The Divine Inquisitor was indeed a dangerous profession.
I should have played tennis, studied hard, and improved every day.