Dark Savages Come To the United States - Chapter 9 lonely guest

"The name of Burkeseau."

While talking, Bourkeseau put the metal in his hand that had been repeatedly added more than fifty times into the water for cooling.

The water vapor rose with the sound of "呲呲", and it condensed into a small drop of water on his beard and hung there, which was a bit funny.

The first piece of material has been processed, leaving only the fist-sized metal with unimaginable strength.

But this size of metal is simply not enough in terms of weight to make a barbarian weapon.

Burkeseau stretched his arms into the furnace, and under the scorching flames, he could finally take a sip of spirits.

"Damn it, when will this medicine bottle be able to be used without injury?"

Burkeseau complained "in a low voice", there is no healthy battle here, so if he wants to taste the wine, he has to hurt himself.

Although it's not a big deal, hurting yourself is never comfortable.

"Perhaps you can try the wine of our world?"

Gu Yi's voice sounded from the door, attracting some contemptuous eyes from Bourkesso.

"I have tasted the wine of your world, and it is full of blending flavors! It even smells of rusted metal!"

Bourkessel is also a top winemaker, and his pursuit of wine is not something that can be easily satisfied.

"Perhaps, you just didn't get enough good wine?"

Gu Yi took out a delicate-looking gourd from behind and threw it directly at Bourkesso without opening it.

Gu was well aware of Bourcaso's complaints. The best drink he could buy without getting much money was the beer in the convenience store at the entrance of the park.

How could the product of that industry possibly satisfy the savage's appetite?

Bourkessel put the metal in front of him aside, and poured all the water used to cool the metal on the iron felt in front of him.

The temperature in the room rose a lot with the rising steam, and Gu Yi's bald head that could reflect light was already covered with beads of sweat.

"Mage, use your mana. Your weak body cannot withstand such an environment."

Bourcasso opened the gourd that Gu Yi gave him, smelled it, and said this.

He understood that Gu Yi's behavior of enduring the high temperature was his respect. After all, this humble room was already the property of the barbarians.

And Bourkesso's way of repaying this respect is to share this space with the mage.

For Bourkessel, wealth is the last thing worth mentioning.

"Thank you for your generosity."

After Gu Yi bowed slightly, the sweat on his body disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"I wonder if you've been used to it recently?"

Gu said to Bourkesso, who was drinking.

"It's not bad, but the leisurely world of this world is making me rusty."

Bourkessel's praise is mainly concentrated on the drink in his hand, and his evaluation of this world can only be described as leisurely.

"I'm here to thank you for the equipment you gave us. I hope you don't mind that this thank you is a little late."

Of course, the "toy" Ancient One Mage gave to those mages by Bulcasso, she felt the change in her body when she put on the bracer.

The strength of the physical body has more than doubled, and on the surface of her body, there is a layer of protection without traces. According to her estimation, this layer of protection can at least make her not afraid of the power of a fragmentation grenade exploding around her.

This is also a novel experience for the ancient master, her power comes from the use of mana and spells.

In an unsuspecting situation, her body is not much stronger than that of an ordinary woman.

"So, what can you do for me? Mage?"

Bourkessel's voice was still loud and piercing, perhaps in his long life, Bourkessel could not learn to whisper.

After all, in that kind of tragic battle, even Li Min, a mage who pursues sophistication, could only shout loudly so that her friends could hear her words.

Not to mention the barbarians who keep shouting battle cry, their voice is a symbol of strength.

Bulkesso's words are not polite at all. After all, mages have always been one of the least favorite groups of barbarians, and they are only better than demons.

"You can't do anything for me, because I don't need your help."

Bourcasso drank the wine in the gourd in his hand.

Although this kind of wine is good, it is still a bit too ordinary compared to the treasures brewed by Bourkeseau.

"If you give me high-quality grain, I can brew a thousand times better wine."

Bourcasso said and threw the empty gourd in his hand back to Gu Yi.

"Try this! Mage!"

Bourkesso took out a silvery-white bottle from his backpack and threw it to Gu Yi.

"Endless Diamond Potion" is the name of this bottle.

After drinking the potion, in addition to the powerful recovery ability, you can also gain good element resistance. Whether it is fire or lightning, as long as it is an element, this potion can resist.

There are all kinds of potions, Bourkesso doesn't know how many.

For him, these different potions are just to mark their taste.

The taste of this bottle is the same as the gourd wine that Master Gu Yi gave him. It is pure brewed with wheat and then distilled and purified repeatedly.

However, Bulkesso's wine is a blend of the blood of the Demon King of Hell and the powerful spring water in the high heaven, and the taste of it is naturally far better than the grain wine brought by the ancient one.

"Most mages die prematurely. You can keep this bottle of wine for yourself."

Bourkesso didn't care that his words might be regarded as a curse, but this was the gentlest tone he could use to speak to a mage.

Although most mages are flexible enough to keep the enemy from finding their trail, UU reading www.uukanshu.com But as long as one makes a mistake, it is easy to step into the abyss of death.

"I remember that your potion seems to be used only after injury? If I lose my arm, how should I drink this potion?"

Gu Yi looked at the white bottle in her hand, she could feel the healing power from the medicine bottle.

But she still asked.

If this potion can only be used by drinking, then she believes that in the world called Diablo, there are absolutely countless warriors who will die for this reason.

Bourkessel raised his eyebrows, making his somewhat overly dignified face a little more relaxed.

"I like to drink it because it's my favorite spirit, and if you just need therapy, just tell it."

The most "correct" way to use this medicine bottle is undoubtedly to activate that power through the mind, so as to get a quick and effective treatment.

"Now, the rest time is over, I'm going to continue forging. If you like to watch, just stay there, don't disturb me until I stop, Mage!"

Bourkesso was not polite to the Ancient One Master, and of course there was no need to be polite. Gu Yi naturally knew how precious that bottle of potion was to this world.

Master Gu Yi took out the food she specially brought from behind and put it on the dirty table.

For the savages whose habits stem from the battlefield environment, you can't ask them to have a high pursuit of hygiene.

Fortunately, science has brought plastic bags to mankind, so Master Gu Yi is not worried that the food will be stained.

In this blacksmith shop, the sound of a hammer hitting the metal began to sound again.