After a while, Emil and others arrived in a carriage at the Stuart family mansion west of the royal capital.

Looking at the large number of houses in front of him and the tall and gorgeous central building, Emil couldn't help but sigh, this Stuart family is worthy of being a great noble.

He stood at the gate of the mansion, looked at his dress, and somewhat doubted whether he was qualified to enter.

However, after Ernst made an invitation gesture, he immediately put aside his sudden feeling of inferiority and walked in with great strides.

After passing a long corridor, they came to the hall of the mansion, but there was no one inside at this time. Ernst motioned for them to sit down and wait, then ordered the servant to bring tea, and he happily ran to find it.

Master of the house.

Not long after, a figure came in from the door. Emil took a closer look and found that it was a young man of about the same age as him. He was majestic and well-dressed. He was obviously a member of the aristocracy.

However, Emil suddenly thought that Frazi's appearance would not change after becoming an elf, so he naturally regarded this young man as the person they wanted to meet.

Ophelia thought so too, so she quickly stood up and greeted the boy.

However, the young man looked puzzled, but he did not delve into their strange behavior.

"Is Mr. Frazie here?" the young man asked them.

"..." Emil was suddenly embarrassed, "Well, I don't know, because I just came here.

The young man thought he was a servant here and believed his words.

"Anyway, I'm going to stay here until Mr. Frazee wants to see me."

Although he was a little disappointed, he quickly recovered his composure and sat down on the chair in the hall with great swagger. The servants seemed to know him, so they had to pour him a cup of tea respectfully. As a result, he drank it in one gulp and poured it out.

The cup was handed to the servant.

Seeing his rude behavior, Emil and Ophelia couldn't help but look at each other. After a while, Emil quietly asked a maid who was serving him tea.

"Hey, who is this guy? It seems he doesn't take your family head seriously at all."

"Shh!" The maid quickly made a silencing gesture, then leaned into his ear and whispered softly, "This man is the youngest son of the great nobleman Duke Raymond. Although he is still very young, he has already become a highly skilled blacksmith.

, even among the blacksmiths in the entire royal capital, he ranks among the best."

Emil could tell that the other party's identity was unusual. As early as when he was in Blackpool Town, he heard that Duke Raymond was the most powerful nobleman in the empire. Even candidates for the throne had to look at his face. He didn't expect that he could

I met the other party's son here.

"Then why did he come to see your master?"

"You don't know something about our guest. This is already his third day here. Although his forging skills are outstanding, he has never gained a famous name so far. Our master and his father Lei

Duke Meng has a good relationship, so he wants to take this opportunity to get the recommendation of the head of the family, and then serve as the president of the Blacksmiths Association."

"But why didn't he just ask his father?" Ophelia was confused.

"...Uh, don't you know?" The maid was obviously a little surprised, but then explained, "Duke Raymond is famous for his uprightness, and he hates people with connections the most, so people in the royal capital say that Duke Raymond is

The last conscience of the empire.”

"That's it."

Emil thought that Duke Raymond was similar to most nobles. He only knew how to pursue fame and wealth and play tricks. Unexpectedly, he was still a respectable person.

However, this great nobleman's education for his son was really not very good. It could be seen from the young man sitting in front of them that he was obviously the kind of guy who was arrogant and opportunistic.

"Speaking of which, did your head of the family not want to see him on purpose?"

"Oh, of course not. How could the master of the family neglect his best friend's son? It's just that as more and more people participate in the knight competition these days, the master of the family is too busy to get away. Basically, he falls asleep when he comes back every day. Naturally,

I don’t have time to deal with this kind of thing.”

After hearing this, Emil did not agree with this statement. It was obvious that Frazi knew who Duke Raymond was, so he was worried that if the back door for his son was exposed, it would be very embarrassing.

At this time, the young man looked at Emil and the others opposite, who were whispering to the servants and glancing at him from time to time, and suddenly became impatient.

"Hey, are you talking bad about me? Don't you think it's rude?"

Emil couldn't help but secretly complain, who is it that is not polite enough to stay in other people's homes? Didn't you see that the servants looked disgusted?

"Oh, it's nothing," the maid was quite diplomatic and said with a smile, "I am introducing your distinguished status to the two guests."

"Yes," Emil also smiled and agreed, "I didn't expect that you would become an outstanding blacksmith at such a young age. It just so happens that I have just obtained the blacksmith qualification certificate. It's a pity that I am just starting out and don't understand anything yet. If you are willing

If you want to show your face, can you give me some advice?"

"Haha, what you said is quite pleasant," the young man immediately beamed with joy when he heard his flattery, "but I'm very busy now and don't have time to communicate with a novice like you. You'd better work hard for a few more years to accumulate some experience.

"

"……makes sense."

Although anyone who heard this would feel offended, the emir couldn't afford to offend such a noble son, so he had to swallow his anger.

About half an hour later, Ernst returned to the hall. He also noticed the uninvited guest, but had no intention of paying attention to him. Instead, he looked at Emil.

"Master Frazi is still busy, but after I explain your situation to him, he can spare ten minutes for you. Next, please move to the family's forging workshop."

"oh."

Emil nodded and was about to stand up when the young man rushed to Ernst aggressively.

"What's going on with you? I was the one who came here first. Why did Mr. Frazier meet with such a young boy first? Do you know who my father is?"

"Haha, this is not something I can decide. Let's go, Emil."

Ernst sneered and said, thinking that it is because he knows who your father is that he does not dare to let the head of the family meet you.

In the end, the young man could only let Emil go to the room at the back of the hall, staring at him with eyes full of malice.

Next, after walking through the dense buildings for a few minutes, they arrived at a place similar to a factory. There was a sound of hammers beating from inside, which reminded Emil of the time when he joined the army in Blackpool Town.

After entering the forging workshop, you can indeed see dozens of craftsmen sweating profusely next to the anvil. Most of them are in their forties and appear to be very experienced blacksmiths. A few young people also follow.

Emil is about the same age and should be here as an apprentice.

While Emil was still observing the surroundings, a man of medium build hurriedly walked over. He looked to be only about thirty years old. Even though he was sweating profusely and looked like he was doing rough work, he could still tell a trace of

Noble temperament.

If Emil guessed correctly, this person should be Frazier, and Ernst later confirmed this.

"Are you Emir?" Frazi crossed his arms and looked at him carefully.

"Yes, my Excellency Emile Stuart."

"It turns out that he is really from our Stuart family, but..." Frazi looked into Emil's eyes, and then said, "You actually also gained the power of elves?"

"..." Emil couldn't help being stunned.

"Haha, don't be nervous. No matter how you obtained the power of the elf, I won't ask, because I only need your skills. So can you show me your hand?"

"Oh, of course." Emil quickly followed suit.

Frazi looked at his palm carefully, stretched out his hand to touch it a few more times, and then nodded thoughtfully.

"It is indeed the hand that a blacksmith should have. It seems that you have been forging for a long time. Very good. I believe Ernst's evaluation of you. Now I have confirmed it with my own eyes, so my final question is, are you really

Are you willing to join the Stuart family?"

"I……"

Emil was hesitant. He was obviously here to defeat Frazi, but now he was faced with a dilemma. He could see that Frazi was a man who loved talents. He just heard about his forging skills.

I am willing to take time out of my busy schedule to talk to him.

Frazi is obviously also a great noble, but he can think so highly of an ordinary blacksmith. This is something that most nobles cannot do, so Emil can't help but look at this man with admiration, but he has not forgotten the relationship with the Elf King at all.

Agreement.

He is a man of his word, and he must do what he promises.

"Haha, do you still need to think about it?" Frazi couldn't help laughing when he saw that he didn't speak for a long time, but then sighed, "Oh, it's a pity that I don't have time to wait for you to think about it. Just give me an accurate answer now.

, how about it? Of course, I have to remind you that the Stuart family is now at a moment of life and death, and your joining will help me a lot, and I will naturally not treat you badly. "

"Okay, I'm willing to join." Emil said decisively, and he finally made a decision.

But this does not mean that he betrayed his agreement with the Elf King. He just wanted to know more about Frazier in this way, so that he could think of appropriate strategies later.

"Haha, the right choice," Frazi clapped his hands excitedly, and then asked, "By the way, who are your ancestors? Maybe I even know them."

"Uh, this..."

"It doesn't matter. No matter what happened to your ancestors who left the family, those things can be written off. As long as you can come back and contribute to the family's business, I will be grateful."

"I see."

Emil then said the name of his ancestor, but Frazier fell into deep thought. Although he had lived for more than five hundred years and was the only living ancestor of the Stuart family, he did not know the history of the family at all.

There's this guy on there.

"...Oh, the time is up, I still have something to do, so I won't talk to you anymore," Frazi took this opportunity to change the subject, and then said seriously, "Emil, since you have chosen to return to the family

, then you have to help me as soon as possible, but forget it today, I will let Ernst take you to familiarize yourself with the environment first."

"Okay." Emil nodded.

Frazzi then returned to work, and Ernst immediately followed.

"Master of the family, look at me..."

"Ernst, I know what you are thinking," Frazi said helplessly while waving the hammer, "but these are extraordinary times. If we cannot provide enough weapons to the knights, those who want to see us make a fool of ourselves will

You got what you wanted, in short, you should do your own thing first, I will naturally not forget your contribution."

"Yes, I understand... By the way, what about that boy from the Raymond family?"

"Oh, it's really troublesome," Frazi sighed heavily. After a while, he finally thought of a way, "Let's find a chance to let Emil compete with him. If he wins, we will meet his requirements. That way

At first, it makes sense in front of his father, but if he loses, then I have no choice but to issue an order to expel him."
Chapter completed!