"Granddaughter, are you back?" At the lunch table, Casey looked at Constance who had returned in surprise and asked, "Have you found a team? If not, why not join our family's team?"
"Meow, sister has already found a team, don't worry grandpa." At the side of the dining table, Poppy was placed at a small round table to eat. When he heard Casey's question, he took the initiative to answer Constance's question.
Constance worked hard and quickly chewed the food in her mouth, and replied vaguely: "Well, just like what Bobby said, I have found my favorite team."
As soon as Constance said this, the other members of the Rollins family at the table also turned their attention away from the table and stared at Constance, waiting for the next step.
"Hey, so fast? You couldn't just find a team to enter, right? Tell Grandpa, which team is it?" When Casey heard this, he asked seriously.
Constance wiped his mouth, took out his membership certificate from his pocket, stood up, and handed it to Casey. When Casey looked at it, he explained: "I chose a hunter called Dragon Blood. When the team joined, there were only twelve hunters there including me, and the average level was slightly higher than mine. It happened that the leader of the Dragon Blood team also agreed to let me participate in the battle as a first-line member, so I agreed."
"Oh." Casey held a thin certificate of joining the team and searched for information about the Dragon Blood Team in his mind. He paused and said, "I remember it was a third-rate team. Their leader was a Huntress, what¡¯s your name?¡± the old man recalled.
"Christina, Archer Hunter, Level 5." Cliff was familiar with the information about the hunter team, so he took over the old man's words and said.
The old man nodded, "Yes, I remember it very clearly. She was also a hunter with great potential a few days ago."
"A few years ago?" Constance was a little confused.
"Yes, she is a rare novice hunter who appears from a civilian family. It is said that due to a natural weakness in her arms, she can only choose a bow or crossbow as her weapon." Cliff told the rumors many years ago, " I organized the Dragon Blood Team with a few friends. We thought that with her appearance and strength, we would definitely create a new second-hand team, but we did not expect that she refused the recruitment of several other families in the city, which led to"
"Causing economic tension?" Constance said the answer in her heart.
Cliff nodded, "Yes, financial constraints have slowed down her growth. Now she is in her early thirties and is only a level five hunter. She no longer has the genius she had when she debuted."
¡°The economic foundation determines the superstructure.¡± Constance sighed in his heart, and then asked: ¡°Grandpa, do you think it¡¯s okay for me to join this team?¡±
After all, he had promised Casey long ago. Although Constance had already made a decision, he still had to consult the old man for his opinion.
With a straight face, Casey returned the team membership certificate in his hand to Constance, and said sternly: "Although grandpa still wants you to join our own team, you made the right decision, so I can only agree."
Constance nodded and took the notice from the old man's hand.
"But you have to remember." The old man added seriously: "Pay attention to safety. I lost my son, but I can't let my son's daughter die on the way of the hunter."
"Don't worry, for sure, if Grandpa you can help the Dragon Blood Team with some money to solve their financial problems, Constance will definitely be safer." Constance continued the topic and put forward the conditions that he was holding back.
"Hey, little slippery boy, can grandpa disagree?" Constance looked at Casey with innocent eyes, and with the reason, Casey couldn't refuse, and agreed: "Okay, I will sponsor them one thousand gold coins first. Think of it as a granddaughter¡¯s greeting gift for you to join their team.¡±
"Thank you, thank you grandpa." Constance also knew that his family's money was not picked up, but obtained by hunters with their lives, so he accepted the sponsorship of this thousand gold coins without hesitation.
The other members at the table were also thinking about the pros and cons of Constance's behavior, and more or less expressed their wish for Constance to return to the family team. However, seeing that Constance insisted on doing so, and the old man agreed, They said no more and went about their own business after lunch.
"Sister, you have to work hard." After finishing the meal, Molly came over and encouraged Constance.
¡°Brother, don¡¯t let me catch up!¡± Constance replied with a smile, and carried Bobby back to his room, preparing to take a peaceful nap and enjoy the last period of leisure time.
Molly looked at Constance¡¯s back and sighed.
"Master, are you there? I am Constance, came to get weapons. "Time flew by quickly, and the two days of rest passed in the blink of an eye. Constance brought Poppy to the door of the dragon master's workshop early.
"Come in." The master's voice came from inside the room. Although it was still so sharp, there was a hint of fatigue in it.
"Yes." Constance opened the door and took Poppy into the master's workshop. The dragon master in front of him was doing the final processing there, unsealing Constance's sword.
"You are here, take a look at this dagger." Constance waited for a while, received the master's reply, and approached the master.
The dagger in the master's hand is made of Constance White Velociraptor material and some of the ores. The sword is not long, just over half a meter long. The sword body is white with many patterns carved on it, making it It is more like a handicraft, and the patterns connected in series are like human meridians. There was a slight bulge in the middle of the sword body, and Constance guessed that the ice pack he had hunted lay there.
"Let's try it." The master handed the dagger to Constance, pointed to the only open space in the room, and said.
Constance nodded and took the dagger from the master's hand. He padded his hand, the weight was just right, and it was the right size when he held it on the handle. He walked to the open space and swung it several times, making three basic stabbing and slashing movements. He was extremely surprised when he saw the cold air spurting out when the sword passed through the air.
"There is an ice pack hidden in the sword. Through the carvings on the surface of the sword, it cooperates with the inside to form the effect of entraining cold air when cutting." The dragon clan master touched the few beards on his chin and used his broken throat to introduce road.
"Thank you, master. Does this sword have a name?" Constance danced a few more times, feeling a little more approving in his heart. "You can think of one yourself. I'm old and can't think of a nice name." The old man looked at his masterpiece and said depressedly. "How about calling it Ice Sword?" Constance couldn't think of a good name, so he called it bluntly, "By the way, money?"
The master waved his hand, "Your grandfather will pay for it. Let's take a look at this equipment."
The master pointed to the small armor that had been placed by the wall and said, "This is the equipment made for Ellu, go and try it."
Bobby had been looking for his equipment in the house, and now he rushed over excitedly, putting the Yan Gelong equipment on the ground one by one, and then picked up the custom-made dagger.
"Oh, Poppy is so handsome!" Constance praised Poppy as he looked at the majestic Poppy, who was wearing red Yango Dragon equipment.
Poppy rushed to Constance, danced her dagger, and said happily: "Thank you, sister, Poppy is so happy."
"Just be happy." Constance looked at Poppy with a smile, guessing what Poppy would look like when he put on this equipment and fought with the dragon.
"Ahem," the master suddenly felt tired and said, "If you have nothing to do, just leave. I'm going to take a rest too."
"By the way, Master, can you help me build a small hunting flute? I heard that only you, the Dragon Tribe, have mastered the method of making a hunting flute." Constance revealed the plan he had hidden in his heart for a long time.
"Small? If the hunting flute is made small, it will not be able to play an offensive role, and the music score will lose its effect." The master gestured to the shape of a small hunting flute and explained.
¡°Then would it be effective to make a hunting whistle of this size?¡± Constance opened his arms to roughly indicate two-thirds of the size of his spatial bag.
"I haven't tried it, but it should be possible." The master thought for a while and became interested, "So what kind of hunting flute do you want to make, and what music scores are needed?"
After Cliff's introduction, Constance also learned that each hunting flute could only play part of the music, and he made a plan in advance, and said: "All you need is the music score of the recovery technique, Master. Just play it to your heart¡¯s content.¡±
"Oh, so simple!" Upon hearing the restoration technique, the master flashed a dozen models of hunting flutes in his mind, and after secretly deciding on one, he replied: "It will take a while, you can come back and get it then. "
"Thank you, Master, for the materials and so on." Constance didn't have any ready-made materials on hand, so he thought about it and said, "Please help me, Master, to pay for it in advance."
"It's okay," the master waved his hand and said, "I still don't have such a small amount of money, so just treat it as a gift to the old guy's granddaughter."
Constance thanked him again, and when he saw that the sun outside had fully risen, he quickly pulled Poppy, who was still shaking his head, and ran to the Hunters Guild in Lockark, where Wook and Allen had been waiting for a long time. There is an error in uploading the chapter. I will update it here for the third time. I will see the situation tomorrow.