The witch thought I am a Demon God

Chapter 73 - 73 72 Sword in Fire and Blood Magic (Pursuing



Chapter 73 - 73 72 Sword in Fire and Blood Magic (Pursuing

?Chapter 73: Chapter 72: Sword in Fire and Blood Magic (Pursuing Readership)_1 Chapter 73: Chapter 72: Sword in Fire and Blood Magic (Pursuing Readership)_1 The iron-casting business is crucial for the territory, determining the future development of Baron Moro’s territory.

Depending on it, this place could either be a poverty-stricken territory, or a land so wealthy it incites envy.

It also determines the growth rate of Ivita’s sky attribute magic power.

Whether the iron-casting business is successful or not also determines the day when Ivita will be able to pay wages to his workers.

If he really can’t pay them, then there’s nothing he could do about it.

However, the wealth of a territory might also invite some potential risks.

The Hearthstone Grand Witch told Ivita that if a territory is too wealthy, some monsters and witches would stealthily come over, just like cats that smell blood.

Moreover, the nobility from all over would focus their attention on Baron Moro’s territory.

Regardless, Ivita won’t starve just because of the fear of choking.

He certainly needs a prosperous territory.

Before leaving, Ivita asked the blacksmiths to start the furnace and forge two standard one-handed swords with cast iron.

Considering there weren’t many knights in the city and most mercenaries are infantry, Ivita didn’t foolishly forge two-handed swords that require both hands to wield.

A one-handed sword is much shorter and more convenient than a two-handed sword.

This could better demonstrate to the wealthy clans in the city, the excellence of cast iron as a material.

Just as one of the swords was about to take shape under the skilled blacksmith’s work, and the red-hot iron piece was about to be embedded into the wooden handle.

The Hearthstone Grand Witch suddenly rushed up, took out a glass bottle filled with red liquid and a glass bottle filled with green liquid from her pocket.

She poured the red liquid onto the red-hot sword, and immediately the sword’s body sizzled and smoked. At the same time, she began to chant a cumbersome spell around the weapon.

The craftsman was dumbfounded, looking blankly at Ivita. “What…what is she doing?”

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