Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 406 - 406 193 Territory Tour_3

406: Chapter 193 Territory Tour_3 406: Chapter 193 Territory Tour_3 His height had unexpectedly increased by several centimeters over four months, now towering over 190 centimeters.

With an increasingly robust and strapping physique, Leon started to feel that Dawson’s armor no longer fit him.

Although the redundant design of the armor allowed for continued use, it ultimately restricted movement, making Lokhak’s problems with it even more serious.

Now with the presence of dwarf craftsmen, they both wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to replace their armor with a better set.

Arriving at the dingy clanging area of the dwarven workshop, Leon glanced at the remnants of the three-legged automatons brought back to Avalon from the mining pit.

Beside a small mountain of interwoven gold and bronze, there were neatly stacked, rust-treated, polished, lubricated, dismantled, and component-replaced, refurbished Miners.

They folded their tripods and arms, remaining inanimate and silent.

Repairing the limb frameworks and exteriors of the ancient mining automatons was not difficult for the dwarves.

However, solving the energy problem was impossible; the unexpected earlier battle damaged those alchemy synthesis stones, called “Earth Core” by the dwarves, hidden beneath the gold and bronze shells.

Even after searching the mines, only a few spare “Earth Cores” from the past were found, and Leon didn’t want to seize these almost non-renewable treasures from the dwarves.

As for the two Miners captured intact with their “Earth Cores,” Leon asked the dwarves to equip them with steel spear-arms and thicken their chest armor, placing them in the Treasury of the main castle to act as autonomous guards, saving the dwindling energy.

The “Earth Core” required corresponding dwarf equipment to process suitable mining materials.

He inquired, and although Lola could substitute for that synthesis equipment, without the raw materials to manufacture those alchemy synthesis stones, even the Pope couldn’t make something out of nothing.

Leon expressed understanding, as Miss Lora was not truly an omnipotent deity; otherwise, she would’ve already helped him wholesale Netti Card materials.

He hadn’t come to see those potentially useless machines in the future.

Entering the vast workshop, Leon listened to the busy clatter of steel and quickly found the topless dwarf technician leader, exposing rock-like angular muscles, gripping a large steel plate strip with tongs for forging under a repeating hammer.

Admittedly, he still couldn’t discern the gender of some dwarves.

The big-nosed ones were certainly male dwarves.

Some with human-like noses might be female dwarves.

But if the nose size was in-between, it was generally hard for anyone to tell.

This bearded dwarf technician fell into that in-between category.

Despite the bare chest, dwarves didn’t consider “throwing heads,” and going shirtless held no actual significance for them.

From the perspective of his previous life, Leon couldn’t assume the gender…

well, it differed in significance from Kovis.

Books even said that dwarves were very happy for outsiders to mistake Helarnians as all male, sometimes intentionally deepening this impression.

They believed it could protect strong, bold, beautiful-bearded, and loud-voiced female Helarnians from being ogled and stolen by foreigners.

Hey, they sure have a strong sense of possession.

Leon just didn’t get it.

Didn’t anyone tell them that considering the massive aesthetic divide, this idea might be a bit too far-fetched?

“Master Adya, I heard the armor and saddle for my Griffin partner are finished?

So soon?” Leon did his best to shout, moving forward to ask.

That was his purpose for being there; the efficiency of the dwarven craftsmen in crafting the armor for Death Claw was unexpectedly swift.

It’s worth knowing that Olivia and Kovis’s plate armor required over a month of work time, and yet the significantly larger war beast fittings only took a third of the time, which was quite counterintuitive.

Master Adya, the experienced Melter Technician, upon hearing the voice of the local Lord, temporarily set his work aside, shook his beard, and glared, saying, “…

The egg of Uvgaard, you call this fast?

With your minor requirements, anything over three days in my time would be considered stealing.”

Without joint movement mechanisms, a few large chain-buckle type armor pieces were essentially a few fitted curved steel plates…

Adya shrugged and turned to lead the way.

Entering a side storeroom, Leon saw the massive war beast armor tailored for Death Claw, piled on a blanket.

The yet-to-be-painted steel armor shone with a silver light.

The helmet with an eagle head covered the skull, a single majestic horn spike protruding from the forehead.

Four pairs of exquisite large arm armor and shoulder armor were stacked together.

Around the raised saddle high above, hooks and chains were arranged to secure the rider.

The largest Y-shaped curved war beast chest armor was emblazoned with the iconic Sword Wings pattern, and under the Sword Wing Badge inscription ribbon, bloodily engraved in Felu script, was the word “Death Claw.”

Leon imagined how Death Claw would look wearing it, and his mind instantly lit up.

The Griffin was already the advanced embodiment of “to add wings to a tiger.”

Paired with this armor.

Were it not for the need to embark southbound on a tour of the Glade County territory tomorrow, he couldn’t resist putting the new outfit on Death Claw straight away to take a spin in the sky.

…

Hold on, the armorer will paint the armor when they return, surely making it look even more imposing…

He reluctantly drew his eyes away.