Chapter 016 The Dwarves Arrive

After Ironfoot returned, within a few days, some dwarves began arriving at the Lonely Mountain one after another.

Wang Bo warmly received these dwarves.

When the well-fed and well-watered dwarves asked Wang Bo what he needed them to do, Wang Bo brought out vibranium, hoping the dwarves could use their craftsmanship to forge magical weapons from it for him.

At first, the dwarves thought the vibranium was ordinary metal, but after careful examination, they quickly discovered its special properties and were all astonished.

They had truly never seen such wondrous metal before.

"Your Majesty, we have never encountered such marvelous metal, so we are not entirely confident in forging magical weapons from it."

The dwarves reluctantly spoke to Wang Bo.

Wang Bo waved his hand and said calmly, "I know, but as the saying goes, practice makes perfect. You can first try using this metal to forge ordinary weapons, and then gradually work up to magical ones."

The dwarves exchanged glances and said, "That is possible, but Your Majesty, doing so will consume a large amount of metal."

Wang Bo replied, "No matter, I have plenty of this stuff."

Indeed, with the Replication Mirror, vibranium was no different from ordinary metal to Wang Bo.

As much as he wanted, as much as he had.

The Replication Mirror was just that awesome.

Only after Wang Bo's assurance did the dwarves begin work. They relit several furnaces in the Lonely Mountain, and from that day on, the previously desolate mountain was filled with the clanging sounds of forging.

Wang Bo didn't mind the forging sounds; when he slept, he set up a silencing barrier and heard nothing.

The dwarves didn't mind either, because for them, such sounds were an inseparable part of life.

A few days later, the dwarves quickly forged a vibranium weapon and handed it to Wang Bo.

It was a seemingly ornate longsword.

Made of vibranium, it was extremely hard. Weapons forged from ordinary iron ore were easily cut through by the vibranium weapon.

And the vibranium blade had neither nicks nor rolled edges.

The dwarves marveled, telling Wang Bo that such a weapon would be priceless in human kingdoms, fit only for a king or noble.

Wang Bo thought for a moment, called Xiaoqing over, and asked her to take out her flying sword to clash with the vibranium longsword.

Xiaoqing smiled slightly, channeled her magic power, and the flying sword shot from her hand like a streak of light.

With a crisp clang.

Xiaoqing's flying sword directly cut through the vibranium longsword in Wang Bo's hand.

The dwarves were greatly startled. They had thought the weapon was indestructible, but it was so quickly severed by a small toy in Princess Qing's hand—it was unbelievable.

Puzzled, the dwarves eventually mustered the courage to ask Xiaoqing for the flying sword to examine its special properties.

But they soon discovered that the flying sword in Princess Qing's hand was also made of vibranium.

Only the forging technique was different.

This immediately excited the dwarves; a completely new forging technique made them salivate.

Even so, they repeatedly begged Xiaoqing to leave the flying sword with them so they could study the new technique before returning it.

Xiaoqing naturally refused. It was a gift from Wang Bo, and she cherished it. What if the dwarves damaged it? So she took the flying sword back and said, "If you want similar weapons, go to the King of the Lonely Mountain."

Only then did the dwarves realize that Wang Bo still had good things.

So a group of dwarves surrounded Wang Bo, hoping he would give them a similar weapon to study the new forging technique.

Wang Bo was not stingy; he took out a spiritual artifact from his inventory and handed it to the dwarves.

He had sold several such artifacts at Baoqing Workshop; giving one to the dwarves for study was no problem.

The dwarves took the weapon and returned joyfully.

In the following days, they endlessly discussed, forged, discussed, and forged again, producing one vibranium weapon after another.

When they ran out of material, they went to Wang Bo for more.

Wang Bo was also curious about what kind of weapons the dwarves would create after absorbing the forging techniques of the xianxia world.

While the dwarves were immersed in forging, unable to extricate themselves,

Wang Bo was teaching Elsa and Anna magic. After these days of effort, the two girls could now control magical power, and Elsa especially amazed Wang Bo.

She controlled magic power as easily as moving her fingers, doing as she pleased, and would never have to worry about hurting her family again. In such a short time, she had made such progress—Wang Bo was at a loss for words.

Especially since Elsa possessed vast magical power, making control more difficult than for ordinary people.

A genius of unparalleled talent.

As for Anna, she lagged far behind. Even with Wang Bo's extra attention, she could not catch up to her sister. Still, she was able to learn magic.

The magic Wang Bo initially taught the two girls was not powerful offensive magic.

It wouldn't be good for children to master such strong magic.

So what Wang Bo taught Elsa and Anna were spells from the Harry Potter world, such as the Levitation Charm, the Opening Charm, the Wand-Lighting Charm, the Summoning Charm, the Restoration Charm, and so on.

Although these spells lacked lethality, they were very convenient in daily life.

And both Elsa and Anna were children who had never thought of harming others. Elsa, in particular, had been somewhat resistant to magic since accidentally hurting her sister.

Especially those powerful offensive spells.

So when Wang Bo said he would teach them life-oriented magic, both girls were very excited. Under Wang Bo's guidance, the two little girls learned with great interest.

In the blink of an eye, over a month passed.

Anna had already mastered several spells proficiently. As for Elsa, she was even more remarkable—she learned magic at a speed dozens of times faster than Anna.

Naturally, she mastered dozens of times more spells than Anna.

Anna was envious but felt no jealousy toward her sister; instead, she was overjoyed for her.

Sometimes, a child's heart is just that pure.