Chapter 105: Chapter 105 Rivendell
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Carlos had made up his mind—he planned to imdiately head to the Chosen City to recruit the Chosen Ones!
However, when he erged from the makeshift wooden hut, he found that Feilengcui was already bustling with activity.
For so reason, Feilengcui had been flooded with a large number of young Chosen Ones, packed densely together.
As far as his eyes could see, the core area of the repaired temple was filled with heads of people.
Carlos opened his mouth in surprise, wondering what was going on.
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Although Feilengcui usually had its fair share of Chosen Ones, at those tis they were only there to help the elves with repairs in the Holy City, but today…
*Carlos seriously doubted if every single Chosen One had co to Feilengcui.*
Not only that, but the behavior of the Chosen Ones was also very strange.
Every ti they saw an elf from the Fla Tribe, they would enthusiastically gather around.
Especially around the older elves, there were several Chosen Ones gathered around each one.
They smiled and continuously tried to ingratiate themselves, scaring the old elves.
Old Priest Samir, who was stationed at the Feilengcui Temple, was even more overwheld—surrounded by a crowd of Chosen Ones, his angry scoldings fell on deaf ears, and the people only increased…
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Not only that, Carlos even heard the Chosen Ones exclaiming in the distance:
“Whoa! A blue NPC!”
“It’s a rare NPC! Quick, get over here!”
“Priest Grandpa! Please help us out!”
Carlos took a deep breath, having no idea what kind of madness had overtaken these young warriors.
And just as he stepped out, more than a dozen Chosen Ones brightened upon seeing him.
“Another one! It’s white!”
They lit up with excitent as if they had spotted prey, swarming around Carlos and surrounding him completely.
At the sa ti, Carlos heard their expectant and excited voices:
“Dear Elf Grandpa, good morning!”
“Sir, do you have any tasks we can help with?”
“Um… Do you have any skills we could learn?”
“I’m very eager and already at level 15! Strong and sturdy! I can do anything!”
Carlos: …
Looking at the expectant Chosen Ones, *Carlos was bewildered.*
*What was going on?*
But soon, a thought struck him as he rembered last night’s dream…
*Could it be?*
*Was this… the will of the Mother Goddess?*
Suddenly, he felt a surge of joy.
*This was an opportunity!*
It seed… he might actually recruit so apprentices!
But…
He glanced at the Chosen Ones and felt a bit apprehensive.
He wondered if the Chosen Ones would be able to endure the tedium of being a forge apprentice.
He knew that working as an apprentice in the forge was not only tedious but also carried poor conditions, and was very exhausting.
They often worked shirtless, drenched in sweat, all day long…
And more importantly, Carlos couldn’t offer much in the way of wages.
After pondering for a mont, he decided to test the ability granted to him by the Mother Goddess.
He cleared his throat and, with a mix of anticipation and apprehension, said:
“Um… yes, I do need so help. I’m planning to open a forge shop in Feilengcui to manufacture and repair equipnt and magic items.”
“But right now I’m short-staffed—I need to recruit apprentices. However, the work will be very tiring, and I can offer very, very little in terms of compensation…”
His voice trailed off, sounding a bit embarrassed.
As soon as Carlos finished, the Chosen Ones surrounding him saw a new hint ssage in their interfaces:
[Carlos Fla has issued a quest: Recruiting Forge Apprentices]
In an instant, the players fell silent.
Seeing the quiet of the Chosen Ones, Carlos felt a jolt in his heart, wondering if his demands had let the Chosen Ones down.
But before he could say anything else, the players erupted:
“Forge skills? Recruiting apprentices?”
“It’s a life skills NPC!”
“What luck!”
“Can repair equipnt?!”
“Sir, I want to learn! I want to be an apprentice!”
They exclaid excitedly, completely surrounding Carlos.
Their determined expression made Carlos shiver subconsciously and suddenly question if the Mother Goddess’s warriors had a different motive…
*Hmm… no, there were a few won as well.*
Wait…
Even won wanted to be forge apprentices?
*Carlos was dumbfounded.*
Before he could react, the Chosen Ones stuffed his hands full of berries and sat him down on a stone bench. anwhile, soone began to fan him with leaves and massage his legs and shoulders…
And their flattering voices began to ring out:
“Elf Grandpa, you look like such a good person! These berries are for you! They’re really sweet!”
“I admire the forging profession the most, so… could you take
on?”
“Old Grandpa—no… dear Sir! I’m very strong, please take
on as an apprentice! Let
massage your shoulders!”
“And ! I’ve already started learning Elf Language, and I’m very interested in magic item manufacturing!”
Carlos: …
*Looking at the enthusiastic Chosen Ones, Carlos was stunned.*
*Did they really like being apprentices this much?*
He felt like happiness had co so suddenly, it was a bit unreal.
Taking a deep breath, he added:
“But, I’m afraid I can’t offer much in terms of compensation…”
He didn’t even get to finish before the players’ voices overwheld him:
“No need! No need! I don’t want any rewards, just teach
the skills of forging!”
“ too!
too! As long as you teach
how to repair equipnt, that’s enough!”
Carlos: …
*He looked at the Chosen Ones with excitent and felt deeply moved:*
*Good people!*
*These guys are really good people!*
Taking a deep breath, he said:
“Alright! Since you’re all willing, welco to beco my apprentices!”
After speaking, he sighed:
“It’s just that, because of my limited energy, I can only take up to five people. So, those who are interested, stay and help
build the forge shop—I will choose five from among you to beco apprentices during this process.”
At this mont, Carlos felt incredibly happy.
He never expected that his problem wasn’t having no apprentices, but having too many who wanted to be apprentices!
After hearing his words, the players looked at each other and decided to stay.
Under Carlos’s direction, they began the work of building the forge shop.
Not only that, but more players continued to arrive from afar, eagerly joining them.
Looking at the enthusiastic Chosen Ones, Carlos was filled with emotion:
“It’s so wonderful! I haven’t seen days like these in hundreds of years! Back when I was an apprentice, we elves still had a large forging workshop, but unfortunately… alas…”
As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed:
“I can only take five apprentices, not just because of my limited energy, but mainly due to the lack of equipnt. Hey… the equipnt for forging is all specialized, and though I’ve brought so back, it’s still not enough—a lot of it we’ll have to make ourselves.”
“But for now, conditions are too poor, and what we make just doesn’t et the standards. I really miss the old workshop!”
After hearing Carlos’s words, one player stopped and curiously asked:
“Wasn’t there a workshop in Feilengcui before? Maybe… we could look for any remaining equipnt!”
Hearing this, Carlos regretfully shook his head:
“The equipnt from the Holy City was moved during the migration long ago.”
However, after saying this, he seed to rember sothing and added uncertainly:
“But in Rivendell, there might still be so… It was the largest manufacturing city of the Elf Clan, and since it was among the first to be hit by war, many things may not have been moved.”
After speaking, he shook his head once more:
“But it’s been a thousand years, and even if any are left, I guess they wouldn’t be usable.”
As soon as he finished, Carlos found the Chosen Ones were all quiet.
Perplexed, he turned to find everyone looking at him excitedly.
“Wha… what’s going on?”
He asked curiously.
“Rivendell?”
The players were instantly excited.
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PS: The na Rivendell cos from The Lord of the Rings. Couldn’t think of a reliable city na, so used this one.
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