In the blink of an eye, the fresh blood was completely consumed, and the grayish-brown sheepskin scroll before him had returned to its original state.
Bulin closed his eyes, silently digesting for a moment before reopening them. This bearded man patted his chest and said.
"Sir!"
"The forging technique for this set of armor is quite ingenious. Using it as a reference, within half a month, I will surely produce armor suitable for the Cold-blooded Cavalry!"
This 3 Stars level armor design is merely a reference.
His tone was filled with strong confidence.
After half a month of research and experimentation on how to forge armor for the Cold-blooded Cavalry, he had a relatively complete plan in mind.
Moreover, as he gradually acquired the knowledge passed down by the sages in his mind, even without this incident, the blacksmith shop could start forging by the end of the month.
