My Magic Age

The four of us stood on the edge of the stone wall, looking up at the two bows hanging on the wall.

One is a slightly darker ironwood bow. The entire ironwood bow is five centimeters shorter than a normal ironwood bow, but there are two black iron steel bands inlaid on both sides of the bow's back. On the steel bands are engraved something like There are magic runes about the word wind, and there is actually a magic crystal the size of a small fingernail inlaid in the middle of the steel belt. The other side of the bow is also engraved with wind runes, but there is no magic crystal inlaid. The entire bow string is made of a kind of red animal sinew. I can't tell what material it is made of. I can only feel the magic breath remaining on it, but the magic crystal seems to have no energy and only emits a weak The breath of magical elements.

The old orc reached out and took down the ironwood bow from the stone wall. Holding it in his hand, he turned around and took out an arrow from the quiver next to him. He put it on the bow string and introduced us: "This ironwood bow was originally made by the dwarves." The hand of a bow-making master in the country. Because the dwarves are much shorter than us orcs, they are making bows and arrows. Sometimes, the overall length of the bow is always deliberately reduced for ease of use. This is an ironwood bow with magic pattern steel bands on both sides. The two steel bands themselves add a hundred percent to the ironwood bow. It has a shooting range of 30, and it also has a rune engraved with the wind attribute, which can give the arrows a certain chance of breaking the armor. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the old orc opened his bow and nocked an arrow and made a set of extremely smooth movements. I heard a "bang" sound and the bowstring vibrated slightly. I didn't even see the movement of the arrow clearly, but I saw the round wooden target opposite. There is already an arrow stuck on it, and most of the entire arrow is inserted into the target. This force can be said to be very strong.

Just when Kurtz was amazed, the old orc also sighed, placed the bow on the wooden table and said: "Although the designer of this bow wanted to use the steel band to increase the range of the bow, he did not design it. It was not considered that inlaying steel strips on the back of the wooden bow would affect the overall strength of the wooden bow, so the original plan was to increase the The shooting range is fifty, but because the bow itself was damaged during the inlaying of the steel belt, the shooting range was only barely increased by thirty percent, but the pulling force was increased by half of the original pulling force, which was not worth the gain. But the carved wind runes are the finishing touch, which give this magic bow some value.”

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Kurtz held it in his hand and reluctantly tried to pull the bow string, but he could only pull it more than halfway and could no longer pull it. Kurtz blushed with shame, lowered his head and said to me: "Jia, I can't pull this bow."

I comforted him and said: "This bow is not very good to begin with. Why do I feel that if you have such arm strength, you should be able to draw the elf bow. This bow is not suitable for you. It is too old. You Don’t you think the magic crystal is full of cracks? I don’t know how many times it can be used!”

After hearing what I said, Qige also exhaled and said: "I just felt something was wrong, right! There is not much magic power left in this magic crystal, so it is so dark."

When the old orc heard what we said, he sighed helplessly and said: "If this were not the case, just because it can increase the range by 30%, which is comparable to ordinary elf bows, how could it be hidden in my crossbow shop? They have been bought by us beast hunters. Do you think there are many magic weapons?"

Seeing that we had no intention of buying it, the old orc took off the string of this old ironwood bow again and hung it up carefully. Maybe we saw the flaw in this bow at a glance, so the old orc took down the second bow on the wall. At that time, I was not showing off. This is a Neti bow made of Neti vine. The back of this bow is made of green Neti vine. I can even see the green neti vine growing on the back of the bow. Young green buds.

The old orc did not show off his skills this time, nor did he demonstrate his superb skills to us. He just handed the bow to Kuz and said to Kuz: "This bow is in the deep swamp of the southern continent. It is owned by the Swamp Clan. The Neti bow made by the bow-making master of the Lizard Tribe is unique in that the bow and arrows are alive!"

"Ah!" It was the first time I heard that there were live bows and arrows. It was beyond our usual scope of knowledge, which made several of us exclaim. After careful observation, I found that the bow in Kurtz's hand was So the old orc said it was alive because the neti vine that made this bow still had a hint of green, so the vine was alive.

"The draw force of this bow is smaller than that of the Neti bow, because when making this bow, the bow maker made the overall bow a little smaller. He used the secret method of the Swamp clan. Even if it is made by Neti After becoming a bow, the vine is still alive. This bow has two major advantages. First, the neti vine is still growing. As time goes by, the properties of this bow will improve. You won’t get a bow because your strength has improved. If it doesn't match you, you have to try every means to change the bow. The biggest feature of this bow is that it can grow under the special liquid. The second point seems very trivial to the first point, but it is a very practical benefit. This bow has the ability to self-repair. Even if it suffers some damage, it can be fully restored overnight if it is soaked in a special potion." The old orc's words touched me deeply. This bow is so good. .

I think the most troublesome thing for archers is the maintenance of bows and arrows. To be honest, the bowstring made of ox tendons and the wooden bow back are both very delicate. If you don't pay attention, a good bow will be ruined. When training in the wild, there are inevitably dangerous situations and rainy days. After being burned by fire and flooded, the worst wooden bows will be deformed, so the most difficult thing about bows is maintenance.

I asked Kuz with great interest: "Az, what do you think of this one?"

Kuz stood aside and tested the pulling force of the bow and arrow, but said with a bitter face: "This bow is too light, it is impossible to shoot the demon antelope. It is not as powerful as an ordinary Neti."

I was a little unhappy, thinking that the old man surnamed Su only had two broken bows hanging on the wall, one was an old antique, and the other was a young cabbage. It was bought back and kept at home for ten or eight years before it could be used again. What kind of rubbish are these? No wonder they say that good bows are hard to find. So I said to Kuz, "These two bows are really not suitable for us. Otherwise, we can go to the stalls in the free market and maybe we can find the right ones."

When the old orc heard me say I was leaving, he hesitated for a moment before asking, "What kind of bow do you want to buy?"

Qi Ge said directly on the side, "It's best to buy an alloy bow!"

"Okay, then you wait a moment."

After that, the old orc shouted downstairs a few times, calling the orc girl up to sit with us for a while, but he went upstairs from the stairs on the side. Only then did I know that the orc girl's name was Sukami'o, the daughter of the old orc surnamed Su. The father and daughter had been running a crossbow shop in Yemen Town for more than ten years, but now the orcs in the wasteland are getting poorer and poorer, and the crossbow business that was once very prosperous is getting harder and harder to do. Many hunters would rather have a bow with worse performance, and only buy bowstrings, and are no longer willing to easily change bows. According to Sukamio, this weapon shop has only sold three alloy bows this year. Three months ago, old man Su had to sell all the high-end bows in stock to a businessman from the Green Empire, so that there were only two bows on the second floor that were defective and could not be sold. She stroked the vital Neiti bow with a dazed look in her eyes, just like stroking her own child.

A question suddenly popped up in my mind, and I blurted out: "Is this Neiti bow yours?"

"Huh?" Sukamio didn't hear my poor orc language with a Guludin accent at first. He was stunned for a while before he reacted. He smiled and said: "Yes, this is a gift from old man Su when I was 9 years old. At that time, this bow was not half the size of the current one. Now it is so thick. I think it will be a good bow in a few years."

I don't know what happened to this store, but it seems that the business is very depressed. It actually put its beloved bow out for sale. Seeing my serious expression, Sukamio smiled and said to me: "What does it matter? Anyway No one buys it, right? "

I asked Sukamio curiously, "The orcs are hunting magic antelopes and collecting primary magic herbs in the wilderness. This place is vast and rich in resources, so why are they getting poorer and poorer?"

Sukamio often works in the store, has seen many people and things, and has heard a lot, so he naturally knows some inside information, so he introduced: A few years ago, human caravans brought a large number of goods and exchanged for livestock and herbs and minerals from the orc tribe. The orcs began to abandon their leather armor and wear silk instead, smashed pottery jars and used fine porcelain instead, refused to eat raw and numb cassava, and began to learn from human nobles to eat sweet bread baked with fermented wheat flour. But these things are not available on the Pai Plateau, and after being transported thousands of miles from the Green Empire, the things are frighteningly expensive. The output on the Pai Plateau is very simple. The orcs rely on grazing, hunting, collecting herbs, mining, etc. in the vast wasteland to maintain their lives. In the past, the orcs were self-sufficient, eating cassava jerky and wearing leather armor and skirts. Every year, they produced a large amount of animal skins, tendons and herbs, which could be exchanged for a large amount of black iron, red copper, thorium, mithril, refined gold and other magical metals, filling up warehouses one after another. But later, these precious metals became luxury goods, such as magic pattern carved tall candlesticks, exquisite and beautiful high-necked porcelain bottles, carved ivory beds and many other exquisite items.

Even so, the orcs could have maintained their lives, but three years ago, the Orc Tribe Alliance launched a war to encircle and suppress the Gray Dwarf Bandits. This war completely collapsed the fragile economy of the Orcs. Due to the lack of food, weapons and medicine, the Orcs have not been able to completely eradicate the Gray Dwarf Bandits. Instead, wars have ignited in various places on the Pai Plateau. Later, the Orc Tribe Alliance asked humans for help and borrowed food and medicine to sustain the entire battle. Before the heavy snow last autumn, they finally defeated the Gray Dwarf Bandits, but they owed a huge debt. The upright temperament of the orcs made them return every animal skin, animal tendon, herb, ore, livestock and precious monsters hunted in the wilderness to humans to repay the debts owed by the war. As a result, the entire orc tribe became poor. If it weren't for the fact that humans didn't want cassava, I'm afraid that the orcs on the Pai Plateau would only be able to eat grass now. Because of this, business in Yemen Town has become bad, and it is difficult for merchants to sell some high-end weapons and armor. So over time, the stock of these high-end items has become scarce, and some things have even been out of stock for a long time.

We had just chatted with Sukamio for a while when we saw the tall figure of Old Man Su appear from the third floor entrance. He was holding a long wooden box in his hand. I could even see that the wooden box was originally covered with dust, but Old Man Su wiped it hastily, making the box with the original wood grain more broken. There were also mud marks left on the wide wooden board after the wet cloth wiped the dust.

Old Man Su walked to the table, pushed away the tea set on the table, and placed the long wooden box flat on the table.

The things inside did not seem to be heavy, but they seemed particularly heavy in Old Man Su's hands. He was reluctant to say much, but just silently opened the box. After opening the box, I was speechless to see a long mummy-like thing. It can be seen that its prototype should be a bow. It was tightly wrapped in oilcloth and lay quietly in the box filled with soft cattails. Old Man Su picked up the bow and slowly untied the oilcloth.

"This alloy bow was once used by my father. After my father passed away, I wrapped it in the best oilcloth and kept it sealed in this wooden box. My father once used this bow to hunt a mutant hyena man, and it was also with it that he founded this crossbow shop. But now it is of no use. I can't even remember what it looks like..." Old Man Su murmured in a low voice and untied the oilcloth bag.