Chapter 19: Forging Equipment and the Elf Beauty
Chapter 19: Forging Equipment and the Elf Beauty
“Outsider, who are you?”
“Why have you come to this village?”ravelers.”
At this point, whether out of goodwill or some warrior rivalry, Valessa snorted lightly and continued,
“I’ve heard Witchers are highly skilled warriors who can also use some magic.”
“However, I must warn you, these two wyverns are over seven meters long, immensely strong, extremely cunning, and quite intelligent. Ordinary arrows can only pierce their hide, unable to harm their internal organs.”
“Even among wyverns, they are in the upper echelon in terms of toughness.”
“If you want to take them on alone, it will be very difficult. Don’t recklessly risk your life if you’re not confident.”
Her words, a mix of warning and advice, sounded somewhat awkward.
Kiriman, however, paid no mind.
Upon stepping closer, he realized that the elf named Valessa was incredibly beautiful—not in a typical feminine way, but with the heroic, cool aura of a female warrior.
Whether judged by human or elven standards, she was undeniably stunning.
When it came to beautiful women, Kiriman was always quite tolerant.
Valessa’s lengthy name clearly indicated she was not a commoner, likely from a pure-blood elven family.
No wonder this village was wealthy enough to offer generous rewards for dragon-hunting commissions.
The fact that a pure-blood elf warrior could be appointed village chief and head warrior gave Kiriman some ideas about the village’s origins.
Without defending his own strength, Kiriman pulled out several parchment blueprints from his pocket and handed them to the elf beauty, saying,
“Ms. Valessa, these are the exclusive equipment blueprints for Witchers: a set of leather armor, a Witcher steel sword, and a Witcher silver sword.”
“If you could forge them for me, it would greatly aid my upcoming battles.”
“Of course, I will pay the required fee.”
“If any materials are lacking, I will find a way to obtain them.”
Seeing Kiriman produce the blueprints and call them exclusive Witcher equipment, Valessa’s expression brightened with interest.
She took the blueprints, examining them carefully—sometimes furrowing her delicate brows, other times smiling at the exquisite designs.
Kiriman’s gaze openly admired the elf beauty in front of him.
Her long, straight legs; slender waist; the clear muscle lines; the elegant ‘mermaid line’ and eight-pack abs; and even the broad chest that could not be hidden by her layered chest wraps—all looked like a heroic elven warrior had stepped right out of a story or a screen. It was a feast for the eyes.
Such a natural elven beauty made Kiriman almost drool.
Yet Valessa seemed unbothered by his somewhat aggressive gaze.
After a few minutes of examining the blueprints, she looked up into Kiriman’s eyes and said seriously,
“Witcher, I can forge both the Viper Silver Sword and the Viper Steel Sword you requested.”
“However, since these weapons require expensive materials like meteorite iron, refined steel, and large amounts of silver, their cost will be quite high. I estimate at least six hundred Orens, but the exact amount will be clear only after I finish forging.”
“If you confirm, I should complete them within three days.”
“As for the lightweight leather armor in the last blueprint, I suggest you wait until you kill the wyverns and get their dragonhide before coming to me for that.”
“Otherwise, I only have ordinary leather here, which won’t meet your desired defensive standards.”
Valessa truly had the straightforward nature of a female warrior—no merchant’s pettiness in her words.
Her quoted price was even a bit cheaper than Kiriman had expected.
After thinking for a few seconds, Kiriman pretended to reach behind his waist but actually pulled two pouches containing one hundred Orens each from his storage space, handing them to the elf.
“Then I’ll trouble you, Ms. Valessa. This is a two-hundred Orens deposit.”
“We plan to set off in three days to hunt the wyverns. But before that, if you have any Witcher commissions, I hope you will come to me.”
“As you can see, my pouches are already almost empty because of you.”
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