Chapter 662: The Dwarf Clan

At this moment, the plaza of the Alchemists' Guild was completely packed with people, including alchemists and mages from various nearby cities, as well as many mercenaries and knights who were paying close attention to this new type of mystic realm, and even a few high-ranking officials from the Canglan City branch of the Alchemists' Guild.

"Lord Leo." In the magical projection, the alchemist wearing a black mage robe and bearing the guild's seal spoke up, "It is a great pleasure to cooperate with you once again. I heard that in order to showcase this brand-new, comprehensive mystic realm, you specially invited our famous Master Rum, the long-renowned sword-smithing master of Canglan City."

"Of course." Leo nodded calmly and said, "Master Rum will utilize the unique forging and alchemy equipment within the mystic realm to quickly forge a battle sword. Following that, I will use alchemy to refine some excellent additional materials to imbue the sword with magical effects, while also demonstrating just how perfect our mystic realm is for practicing alchemy and forging."

"That is truly magnificent." The mage from the Alchemical Association said, "I really find myself looking forward to it somehow! I believe everyone present is also itching with anticipation, aren't they?"

"However..." The mage continued, "Our Master Rum should also have arrived at the scene today, right? Could we perhaps invite Master Rum up to say hello to everyone? Let us raise our voices to call Master Rum out, shall we?"

"Master Rum! Master Rum!" A wave of deafening shouts immediately erupted within the hall of the Alchemists' Guild.

Having just finished handling his paperwork, Owner Fang walked past from the side with his hands over his ears, feeling a wave of exasperation: "What on earth are they doing...?"

He mumbled to himself as he walked out the door.

"I think we should get started quickly." A robust middle-aged man walked up, wearing a gray sleeveless vest that revealed a torso of solid muscle.

"It seems Master Rum is also a bit impatient to try out this new mystic realm." The alchemist from the Alchemists' Guild said loudly, "Alright, let us begin!"

...

"We have followed Master Rum to the mineral warehouse."

"These categorized items are all fine metal ores—dark iron, orichalcum, and even some rare materials like adamantine and mithril—all of which have undergone a primary refinement." Rum's face was filled with pride, as if he had entered a massive treasure chamber, introducing them as if counting his family treasures, "However, our destination is not here, but rather the finished material warehouse further ahead, where everything has been completely refined."

"To forge a battle sword as quickly as possible, we have no time to waste on refining ore."

...

"Now we have arrived at Lord Leo's alchemy room." After introducing the dwarf Rum, the alchemist from the Alchemists' Guild quickly arrived at Leo's alchemy room. Leo was currently holding a transparent crystal bottle, compounding a black liquid reagent.

"I would like to ask, will Lord Leo be affected under such circumstances?" The alchemist from the Alchemists' Guild spoke up, "As everyone knows, alchemy is a rigorous affair."

"If I were refining some highly sophisticated magical items, of course it would not do," Leo said while continuing to compound the reagent, "but for me today, this is a relatively easy task."

"Wonderful! Truly worthy of a master. It seems Master Leo is extremely confident in his own skills."

...

The entire hall was now surrounded by a massive crowd of people.

The hall of the Alchemists' Guild was originally very spacious, but as more and more people gathered to watch, it gradually became congested.

"Uh... Hahaha!" Just then, a burst of hearty laughter echoed from outside the Alchemists' Guild.

"This way, please!" Walking at the front was a female mage wearing a moon-white alchemy robe, whose status was clearly quite noble.

There was also an old man with white hair and a white beard wearing a moon-white mage robe. The female mage consistently stayed half a step behind this old man, and walking beside him were several short and stocky figures.

"Did Elder Thork come specially to see the promotion for this new 'Lava Workshop' mystic realm?" the female mage asked with a smile.

She was an intellectual and elegant female mage, with her wheat-colored long hair tied behind her head, possessing an aristocratic aura born of the imperial court.

A stocky figure stepped forward beside her, his voice hearty and loud, remaining perfectly clear even amidst the noisy crowd.

"If you ask me, he's just yearning for that little bit of dark grape brew of mine!" the white-bearded old man joked.

"Hahahahaha..."

The dwarf's height only reached about the female mage's shoulder. His short full beard was trimmed neatly, his loose hair was tied into orderly bundles, and he wore a clean, tidy set of thick leather armor with black scale patterns. His appearance was rugged but not ugly, giving off the impression of a slightly shorter, stockier, rugged human.

Behind him followed several other dwarves of similarly stocky build.

Thork Ironhammer was an elder of the dwarven Ironhammer clan permanently stationed at Dark Iron Citadel. He looked at the enthusiastic atmosphere in the hall and let out a burst of hearty laughter: "Are all of these people here to see the new mystic realm?"

"That is natural!" The female mage made a slight gesture to signal, "This way, please."

The group avoided the flow of people, heading toward the interior of the hall.

Just then, the dwarven elder suddenly paused his footsteps. Near a corner deep inside the hall, he actually spotted a magical projection that read...

"Handsome Sword Immortal, Live Alchemy (Artifact Refining)?"

"???" What on earth was this?!

To make matters worse, there were actually a few audience members gathered next to it, watching with great relish?!

The face of the female mage in the moon-white robe twitched. I say, you people... is the alchemy outside not good enough? You ran to a corner like this to watch this kind of stuff?!

Moreover, she actually saw... by the counter of the material shop, that girl in the gray mage robe was staring unblinkingly at that "Handsome Sword Immortal, Live Artifact Refining."

"..." Do you even want to keep your job?!

Adolf was the vice-president of the Royal Alchemical Association of the Morning Light Empire, and also one of the white-robed elders at the Alchemists' Guild headquarters. His status was much higher than even that of the president of the Canglan City Alchemists' Guild, and the female mage Trix was his disciple.

"I will go see what is going on." With a dark face, the old man led his disciple and walked over.

"Uh..." Elder Thork exchanged glances with the other dwarves, "..."

After some time passed...

"What's going on...?" Several dwarves left out in the cold began to murmur among themselves.

"Didn't he say he was going to check it out...?"

At this moment, an old man in a blue mage robe was seen hurriedly leading a group of alchemists to welcome them.