"Viscount Dickens, if you need it, I can transfer this magic weapon to you." Before Abel could answer, Prince Wyatt had already said it with a blush on his face.
Prince Wyatt did not bring so many gold coins with him this time. Although his status is noble, he has not reached the point where he can enjoy the Magic Gold Card. If he is the heir to the principality, he can still pass the Magic Gold Card. Review, but a fourth prince with an unstable status like him may become an ordinary nobleman at any time.
"I won't win people's love anymore. If Master Abel doesn't have a ready-made magic sword, I can wait for Master Abel to forge it next time." Viscount Dickens dislikes people calling him viscount. Everyone in Harvest City knows this. Prince Wyatt's name for him made him very unhappy. He could also feel that the prince probably didn't have enough gold coins, which would embarrass the prince. It didn't matter if he got the magic weapon later.
Viscount Dickens took out the magic gold card from his arms and said: "I can pay first, Master Abel."
"Two identical magic weapons were forged this time. Since the Lord of the City needs it, the other one is yours." Abel turned around and asked Lindsay to bring the other magic weapon.
Not just anyone can enter Abel's operation room. In addition to Lord Marshall, only the butler Lindsay can enter and exit the castle. When he knew the value of magic weapons, Lindsay decided to add a door to Abel's operation room. Go to the sentry post.
Lindsay moved quickly, and another magic sword was handed into the hands of Viscount Dickens.
Viscount Dickens took the magic sword in his hand and waved it twice. He happily extended the magic gold card to Abel. Abel also took out his own magic gold card from his arms. The two cards faced each other. The number jumped from 1750 to 51750 in an instant.
Abel is very short of gold coins now, and he has never had so many gold coins in his hands. However, considering that the 270,000 gold coins are just a number of gold coins for the medicine required for training, the speed of earning gold coins is still too slow.
At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on Prince Wyatt. The price of the magic weapon was set by the dwarf master Thorin. Viscount Dickens agreed and purchased it. Now only Prince Wyatt has not expressed his opinion.
"Master Abel, can I discuss this with you alone?" Prince Wyatt said to Abel in a dry voice.
"Your Highness Prince Wyatt, please come this way." Abel said, pointing to the reception room on the side.
When Abel and Prince Wyatt came back, both of them had smiles on their faces. Abel's smile came from the heart, while Prince Wyatt's smile was a little bitter, and there was a sinister flash in his eyes from time to time. A fierce light.
Abel, who has super mental strength, has clearly felt Prince Wyatt's malice at this time, and he has some vigilance in his heart.
"This magic sword is yours." Abel handed the last magic sword to Prince Wyatt.
The dramatic scene at the Harry Castle dinner gave all the nobles who attended the dinner a surprise and shock. What was surprising was that the Lord of the City and His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince attended the banquet. What was shocking was that a work by Master Abel could be valuable. A sky-high price of 50,000 gold coins.
When all the guests left the castle with satisfaction, only the dwarf master Thorin and master Bentham were left talking. They were both planning to stay in the evening for forging exchanges with Abel.
As soon as the guests left, Lord Marshall asked impatiently: "What benefits did His Highness give you in exchange for the magic sword?"
"His Royal Highness the Prince gave me a 1,000 square meter yard on Triumph Avenue in Gamba City in exchange for the magic sword." Abel said.
"The courtyard on Triumph Avenue?" Lord Marshall's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly and said, "That's the best location in the principality. It's very cost-effective to exchange 50,000 gold coins for a 1,000 square meter courtyard."
"I just wanted to resolve it as soon as possible, so I agreed." Abel was not afraid that Prince Wyatt would trade the yard with him at a low price, which would risk offending the blacksmiths' guild.
"Where's my birthday gift?" Lord Marshall is very jealous of the latest magic sword. Listening to Master Thorin's introduction, you can tell that the new magic sword is much better than the previous magic sword.
"Uncle Marshall, how could you not have a birthday gift for your birthday? It has been prepared a long time ago. Let's go and see it together!"
Abel led Lord Marshall towards the square, and Master Bentham saw that Abel was going to see Lord Marshall's birthday gift, so he also pulled Master Thorin to visit.
"That's it?" Lord Marshall looked at the bullock cart in front of him with some disappointment. The two flaming bulls were the trophies of him and Abel. The cart was also the best in Harvest City, but it was still far from what he imagined.
"Abel made a lot of modifications to the car." Master Bentham on the side said: "When he picked me up with this car, I found that the car was very stable."
"Not bad." Lord Marshall's mood eased a little. Although his body as an intermediate knight didn't mind the bumps, it was still better than an ordinary carriage. Abel must have put some thought into it.
When Abel saw the confusion on Lord Marshall's face, he knew that Lord Marshall was planning his magic weapon. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle Marshall, come in and take a look."
The four of them entered the carriage together. The spacious carriage was not crowded for four people, and it was no problem to add two more people. Lord Marshall saw the tables on both sides at a glance and said, "That's a good idea. There are two tables, you can put some fruits on them, which is very convenient. ”
Abel glanced at Lord Marshall with contempt and said: "Knowing your hobbies, how could I just change this little bit?"
Lord Marshall looked indifferent. His greatest happiness in his life was finding his wife, his greatest joy was guarding the castle he and his wife built together, and his greatest luck was having Abel as his adopted son. My little hobby is to show off. With such a good adopted son, how can I not show off!
Abel pointed to the switch next to the table and said: "This is the controller. It has ten adjustable levels. The table on the left is for adjusting the air conditioning in the car, and the table on the right is for adjusting the heat."
"Is there such a function?" Lord Marshall asked in disbelief, touching the switch on the left side of the table.
Master Thorin and Master Bentham curiously looked at the two cabinets that could adjust the temperature of the carriage. The legendary device that used magic to control the temperature really appeared in front of them, which made the two masters extremely surprised.
"The car needs to move and then turn on the controller to better transmit the temperature." Abel explained.
"What else are you talking about? Hurry up and go out and try." Lord Marshall shouted impatiently to the coachman outside.
As the two flaming bulls stepped forward and started running, Lord Marshall and Master Thorin both discovered that the car was smoother than they imagined.
At this time, because they had just attended the dinner, the four of them were a little hot. Lord Marshall flipped the switch on the left side and adjusted the air conditioner to the maximum. In an invisible place in the car, the rotation of the wheels drove the conveyor belt, and the conveyor belt drove the fan to rotate. The fan blows the cold air from the ten iron pieces that are pressed by the iron wood and generates frost into the car.
"This is incredible!" Master Thorin was the first to exclaim.
"How did you do it?" Master Bentham asked directly without being polite.
"What an unparalleled enjoyment." Lord Marshall sighed.
This is very simple. Abel opened the door under the wooden table on the left, revealing the iron cabinet inside, and then opened the iron cabinet door full of small holes. The scene inside shocked the three people around him.
"This...this...is this a magic sword?" Although Lord Marshall was sure that it was not a magic sword, there was no difference. It just looked different.
"Your thoughts leave me speechless." Master Thorin looked at the ten iron pieces in the cabinet and said speechlessly.
"It's a waste to let Marshall sit in this carriage." Master Bentham's tone was full of envy.
"The same with the one on the right?" asked Lord Marshall.
"Yes, I just used the fire magic stone." Abel opened the cabinet on the right.
When the cabinets on both sides were opened, Master Thorin was shocked and speechless by Abel's tycoon style, while Master Bentham was quietly discussing with Lord Marshall the future car rental matters.