Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

"As long as you can let me pick up the hammer again, I will work like a slave for you for the rest of my life."

Ricken clenched his fists, his tone was firm, and his eyes were determined.

"make a deal."

A faint golden light suddenly appeared on the hand that Miss was supporting him with, and the golden magic power instantly wrapped around Ricken's arms like a thin thread.

A warm feeling spread through his arms, and Rickon showed an expression of disbelief.

Miss, who has obtained the original magic of the world tree, can easily lift the seal of even a divine artifact, let alone this small rare faith-based item.

As the golden magic power flowed through him, Ricken clearly felt that the strength in his arms was slowly recovering.

"I'm back, I'm really back!"

Excited, Ricken showed an incredible smile and looked at his slightly trembling arms.

Miss retracted his hand and reminded softly, "The item's effect lasted too long. I can only remove the seal, but I can't help you recover to your full state in one go. But within half a year, you will definitely be able to recover as before."

Ricken shook his head. "Thank you very much. I mean what I said. I'll give you my life."

After saying that, he walked straight into the forging shop and faced his former apprentices.

A few young strong men didn't know where the old man got the confidence from to dare to walk in so confidently.

"Old man, I advise you to hand over the dwarven artifact. You can live a few more years."

"You are not worthy of possessing those two weapons right now."

Facing his former apprentice's shameless request, Rickon sneered: "I once told you that the artifacts of the dwarves can only be seen by those who are worthy of them."

"You have followed me for so many years, but you still can't find where they are. This can only mean one thing."

"Not one of you is worthy."

Ricken's words were cold and heartless, without a trace of emotion.

The young strong men all had their eyes wide open, looking impatient. "Stop talking nonsense. How can we possibly find the things you hid?"

Hearing this, Ricken laughed out loud, as if he had heard some big joke, "Hidden?"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the battle axe behind Ricken hit the sign of the forging shop. The black cloth covering the magic power quietly fell off, revealing the original appearance of the battle axe.

The violent magic power immediately crushed the exquisitely crafted signboard and shattered it to the ground.

Then Ricken slapped the old anvil with his palm, and iron filings flew up.

The "anvil" flipped in the air and smashed vertically to the ground, creating a huge crack in the floor of the forge shop. The impact of the fall made passers-by sway.

The "anvil" with its outer shell removed revealed its true appearance, which turned out to be a broad and heavy sword.

Ricken, standing at the door, spread his hands with a calm expression, "The dwarven artifact you have been looking for for so many years is now here. Whoever takes it will own it."

Everyone was stunned.

The two legendary artifacts of the dwarves, the strongest spear [Artifact·Tartak] and the strongest shield [Artifact·Tifenser] suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

After seeing the true form of the giant sword, Miss couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder I felt something was wrong with it the first time I saw it. It turned out to be a giant artifact-level sword.

I didn’t expect that the weapon known as the strongest shield in the world would actually be a sword.

Several people in the forge shop looked at the two weapons and swallowed.

They had already anticipated the battle axe that Ricken had been carrying on his back.

However, they never expected that the piece of scrap metal they had used for so many years would actually be the [Artifact - Tifenser].

Several people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then suddenly jumped up and leaped towards the direction where the two weapons were.

The four of them, two each, held a weapon and began to exert force at the same time, trying to pick up the weapon.

But no matter how hard they tried, the two weapons did not move at all and stayed there firmly.

The four men, their backs covered in sweat, decided to deal with one at the same time, hoping to defeat them one by one.

Still no effect.

"Why, how could this happen?"

"What the hell, old man, what are you doing?"

Ricken laughed. "I told you that you are not worthy, and that's it."

After saying that, he grasped one in each hand, easily holding the artifact that none of the four of them could lift.

Then he swung the two weapons, which were almost as tall as him, as easily as waving a blade of grass.

After a demonstration, he crossed the two artifacts and put them behind his back again.

The four strong men refused to accept the result and actually ran behind Ricken, attempting to snatch the artifact from behind him.

But the ending was still the same. Even though the four of them tried their best, they couldn't take down a single weapon.

This result made them even more devastated. "It's impossible. You must have tampered with it. No one can lift it except you."

"That must be it!"

Ricken had expected them to say that, and turned to look at Sylvia who was in a daze, "Miss, can you do me a favor?"

Sylvia looked around and pointed at herself, "Me?"

As Ricken nodded, Sylvia walked behind Ricken, pushed away the several strong men blocking her way, easily picked up the battle axe wrapped in black cloth, and then gently put it back behind Ricken.

As more and more people gathered around, the four of them became more and more panicked.

Even though they suspected Rickon was playing tricks, they didn't dare say anything more.

In terms of fame, even ten thousand of them are not as famous as one Rickon.

"It's just a trick. Get out of here. We don't want to do business with you anymore."

"You, the Higanbana guild, don't even think about finding a forging shop in Sogel City that will help you."

Mis walked forward with a smile, "Really?"

Since no forging shop is willing to help us, we might as well open one ourselves.

He turned to the onlookers and announced loudly, "Dear brothers and sisters, do you feel that the price of the weapon shop in Sojer City is too high?"

"Do you feel that the quality and quality of the weapons are not up to standard?"

"Do you feel that the weapons made by the nameless forger are not high-end enough?"

After Miss asked a few tricky questions, the crowd began to discuss.

The four people in the shop behind had no idea what the boy was doing.

Miss pushed Ricken in front of everyone and said, "This is the legendary dwarf forger Ricken. I'm sure you have all heard of him."

"Master Ricken is about to open a new forging shop in Sojer City."

"There is no doubt about the quality. The master personally guides and supervises the production. Maybe there will be a lucky person who can buy a weapon forged by the master himself."

"You don't have to worry about the price. You can bring your own materials and we only charge the processing fee."

"Not for the sake of making money, but only to allow adventurers to buy the right weapons at the lowest price."

Mis's speech completely ignited the crowd, and they became agitated.

Ricken's name is known to everyone in the city of Sojour.

It is worth it to have the good fortune to buy a weapon forged by a master himself.

Mis looked at Ricken and asked, "Is everything ok Mr. Ricken?"

Ricken's eyes were red, and he said excitedly, "Just leave it to me, President!"