Half a month later, the group arrived in the Goblin Kingdom. Gryffindor had come to collect the treasured sword he had commissioned Goblin King Ragnuk to forge.
The goblins of this era were far more powerful than those of later generations. Among all the Magic Creatures, the Goblin Kingdom ranked among the foremost powers.
After arriving in the Goblin Kingdom, Gryffindor was a little excited. He counted the remaining payment for the sword over and over again.
The sword he carried with him always failed at crucial moments. When facing powerful enemies, it was often broken by them.
At last, he was about to get a weapon that suited him. He trusted goblin craftsmanship, and Goblin King Ragnuk was the finest silversmith of the age.
Ragnuk received them in his castle. In this era, whether goblins or humans, everyone liked to build their royal palaces in the form of castles.
Ragnuk was a middle-aged goblin, dressed in a miniature gentleman's suit. He did not look like a silversmith at all, but rather like a shrewd merchant.
A ruby-studded sword lay on the long table before Ragnuk.
Gryffindor bowed. "Your Majesty Ragnuk, I have come to collect my sword."
"Gryffindor, my friend, the sword is finished, but..." Ragnuk smiled. "The quality of this sword has exceeded my expectations. If we still go by the previous price, it would not be quite fair..."
Gryffindor's expression darkened. The unexpected had happened after all. "We agreed on the forging price beforehand. How can you raise it after the sword is finished?"
Ragnuk's eyes shifted. "If you insist on the original price, I can forge you another sword."
Gryffindor frowned. "Reforging it will take quite a bit of time... I came to collect the sword at the agreed time... You need to compensate me for