"Hey, you kid is so perceptive," Mosswood couldn't help but sigh, and then said, "I do have something important to do with you, oh no, to be precise, I'm just looking for you, Emil."

"Me?" Emil couldn't believe it.

"That's right," Mosswood

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De nodded, "Well, you two come with me first and let me tell you slowly."

"What? Do I want to go too?" Sion asked.

"Of course, aren't you friends? It doesn't matter if you all come. Rather, I would rather you come together. Maybe you can be a substitute when the time comes."

The two looked at each other in confusion. Although they did not understand what the old man meant, they still followed him.

They came to the small room deep in the weapons workshop. Emil felt a heat wave the moment he stepped in. He looked around and found that the room was very small. There was only a workbench for forging, and then there was a workbench against the wall.

A table and two chairs.

"Wow, the temperature in this room is too high." Sion was a little unbearable.

"Haha, it's okay, just get used to it." Mosswood comforted him.

"How can you get used to this? Old sir, you'd better not stay here, it might be harmful to your health." Sain said worriedly.

The reason why Sain said this was because he did not believe that the old man was a bad person. After all, it could be seen from the old man's words and deeds that he was different from Juan.

"Oh, what a nice boy. I haven't heard such words for many years," Mosswood was very moved, and then said, "However, I still have important things to do here. Once completed, there will be no more for me in this life."

It’s a pity, so the pain is still bearable.”

Emily originally wanted to persuade him, but after listening to the old man's words, he gave up.

"Then Mr. Mosswood, what exactly do you want to say? Is it related to the important thing you said?" Emil got to the point.

"Well, yes, that's what happened. You should know that the lord of this entire area is Lady Christy."

"Of course I know. I just listened to our village chief's words at that time, saying that Lady Christy is a person who keeps her word and the consolation money will definitely be paid to us. But what happened? We weren't deceived into doing illegal work here.

?”

The more Sion spoke, the angrier he became, but gradually, he finally realized that Mosswood was working for Christy, and now he was speaking ill of his master.

"Haha, it's okay. I also think Christy is hypocritical." Mosswood said bluntly.

"Really? It turns out you feel the same way." Sion seemed to have found resonance and suddenly smiled.

He wanted to continue complaining, but fortunately Emil stopped him in time, and then motioned to Mosswood to continue.

"Well, although she is a rare female knight in the empire, Kristi is very powerful, and this strength is based on having the right weapons. It is different from what you think. The martial arts of the knights

Most of them are similar. The difference in their strength is reflected in their weapons. With powerful weapons, you can use powerful sword skills to defeat powerful enemies."

"That's it." Emil nodded.

"Kristi's weapon is a two-handed sword, which is unique among the knights in the entire empire. But here's the problem. After she became the lord of our town, somehow, the weapon was damaged, and her strength was also affected.

Big discount..."

"Oh, I understand," Sion suddenly realized, "So seeing that the demons are about to attack this town, Christy is in urgent need of new weapons, right?"

"That's right, so this important task is naturally handed over to the weapons workshop. It's a pity that I am old and no longer have the same energy as before. Now I have to make weapons for a powerful knight, and I am also powerless.

"

"Then you just said that this is the most important thing in your life, and you also said that it must be completed, but you are like this, how can you make a sword?" Sain discovered the problem.

"Haha," Mosswood stroked his beard and said slowly, "Yes, I can't do it, but I can ask my apprentice to help. I will direct it myself, and the apprentice will be responsible and contribute."

"Ah, I understand," Sion suddenly realized, "You are saying that you want to accept us as your disciples, right?"

"Haha, you are smart."

When Sion heard that he was praised by Mosswood, he scratched his head and giggled.

In fact, Emil had already guessed what Mosswood was thinking. There were so many craftsmen outside, but they were called here. It must be because he saw Emil's demonstration just now.

In fact, Emil knew that he had a talent for blacksmithing. When he was an apprentice in the village's blacksmith shop, the old blacksmith discovered it and planned to let him inherit the blacksmith shop. Unfortunately, something happened to his family later.

However... facing Mosswood's intention to support him, Emil had different ideas.

"Mr. Mosswood, why do you think we must want to be your apprentices?"

If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely be happy from ear to ear when you hear that you want to build weapons for the lord. But Emil is different. He knows very well that his fate has nothing to do with Christi. If it were not for her acquiescence,

, people like Juan wouldn’t dare to be so arrogant.

A person who indulges his subordinates in misbehavior is not worthy of being a lord, and certainly does not deserve his respect.

After hearing this, Mosswood's kind face froze. He didn't expect that he would also have a hot face but a cold butt.
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