"Well, I am Master Misha's apprentice." Berion replied restrainedly.

"There is no need to take care of my face!" Lao Misha smiled heartily and patted Berion's back: "Who I deserve to be an apprentice? This kid is much better than me! He is also a furnace owner in his hometown, and he fled to lose his family business! I treat this guy as a partner. The kid in my family is not good at it. This furnace belongs to Little Berion sooner or later. It's a pity that I don't have a girl..."

Seeing that Lao Misha was chattering and didn't know where to go, Winters quickly interrupted and said, "How is the matter I asked you to do?"

"I must be concerned about the instructions of the sir!" Lao Misha ran back to the backyard with a smile: "You can wait here for a while!"

After a while, Misha walked out holding a long object wrapped in red cloth in both hands: "Look, do you think it's a good idea?"

When the red cloth was lifted, there were three knife strips underneath.

Winters got into the carriage with both hands and was inexplicably sent to Wolf Town with a sword and a gun.

But as the garrison officer, he didn't even have a handy weapon? So Winters approached the blacksmith Misha and wanted to kill a few swords.

Winters' order was: a long sword-shaped practice sword, a long sword with a blade, a one-handed sword, and finally a Dussa sabre.

In the ancient language, the word "Dusa" refers to the special-shaped narrow sabre used by Dusaks. Dusak literally translates it as "the person who uses Dusak sabre". As for which of the two words Dusak and Dusak appeared first, it is unknown now.

Since he had the opportunity to learn the Dusak saber technique, Winters certainly would not miss it. He is now learning Dusak's saber technique with Gillard, so he added another saber to the order.

But it was this generous order that made Misha difficult. According to Lao Misha, he could fight swords, but the quality was... not as good as the ready-made sword strips in the city, and the price was even more expensive than the ready-made sword strips.

The sword strips sold on the market are now produced in the city of Solingen, Monta Republic.

It is said that Lao Misha said that in Solingen a blacksmith was only responsible for one process, and a sword strip had to be completed by more than a dozen blacksmiths. The blacksmiths there were highly differentiated, and even the blacksmiths responsible for annealing had independent guilds.

Therefore, even if the sword strips produced by Solingen are cheaper and of better quality than those produced by blacksmiths in other places. The self-employed swordsmen were thrust into a bloody blow and changed careers one after another.

Even in the Republic of Paratu, many blacksmiths had given up their work of forging swords and no longer produced swords, but were honestly used as sword porters.

So Lao Misha's opinion is: If you are not in a hurry, wait a moment, and wait for him to order a ready-made sword strip from the city.

Only Dusa's saber is easy to deal with. Lao Misha said that he could go to the village to collect a few idle knife sticks, and he could do the knives in his shop.

The three swords in front of me were collected by Misha from Dusa Village in a few days.

Winters carefully checked the three knife strips and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Are these knife strips too old?"

"It's better to be old!" Lao Misha slapped his thigh, obviously having the opposite understanding: "A good knife can be passed down for generations. Old means it is durable. My saber's knife's strip was snatched from the savages in the north. In my savage, my father cut the savages in the north, and in my hand, he cut the savages in the north, and in my son's hand, it was very sharp..."

"Okay." Seeing that Lao Misha was about to start a long discussion again, Winters quickly stopped: "Then let's do this one."

Winters pointed to the longer one of the three blades.

"Okay!" Lao Misha happily repacked the other two: "Berion, measure the size of the second lieutenant."

Although the knife bar is ready-made, the grip must be customized according to the hand shape.

Just as Berryon was taking a tape ruler to measure Winters's palm size, Arzi, the grocer in the shop next door, ran into the blacksmith's shop in panic.
Chapter completed!