Chapter 30

The atmosphere of the dinner was very harmonious. Modrian and Baron Benny talked about some warm topics. Baron Benny mostly said that modrian was listening and heard a lot of interesting stories about his father, viscount Brooke.

With the end of the dinner, modrian and Gregory were left in the garrison official residence by Baron Benny for a few days, while the Knox expeditionary cavalry who came to edalas will still stay in the blue strawberry hotel according to the words of housekeeper Dodd.

The room arranged for living is very good, with green decoration. The tables, chairs and wardrobe are very new. It seems that they have only been bought for a long time. The floor is covered with fine wool blankets, soft and comfortable, and the bed is covered with pure white duvet. The layout here is much better than that of dug fort, which is completely different.

The dark night and starlight enveloped the manor. Modrian lay on his back in his pajamas on the soft bed and closed his eyes to think about the warning that Baron Benny had said in the exquisite study.

The royal highness of the gate of sorrow is not in his consideration. There is a big gap between the two. One is a pioneering Knight without a title, and the other is the Royal Highness who nominally controls the gate of sorrow. According to Baron Benny, just don't collide with the Royal Highness.

As for the other, Emerson temple cokane, the helmsman of the cokane family, the court Baron, the power of the Jeffrey family in the city of edalas.

"It's also my brother's uncle? Very interesting relationship!" modrian's face was slightly cold. He remembered the bloody incident outside edalas last time. Although Baron Benny helped him deal with it, he was still thinking about who was behind it. Now it's clear.

"I had hoped that there would be no accidents at the noble party, but now it seems that the hope is empty! The most important thing is that Uncle Benny's attitude is not clear, and the dinner is just a simple conversation."

Thinking of Baron Benny's unpredictable strength, modrian rubbed his tired eyes, gave up thinking, and was ready to sleep with his eyes closed.

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In the early morning of the second day, the early winter sun, with a little chill, filled the city of edalas. There were no fewer pedestrians in the wide streets, and the scattered shops had already opened for business.

Like tourists, modrian and Gregory strolled around the city of edalas. The gathering time of the nobility was set in three days. Just taking this opportunity, he dealt with the urgent problems of Fort trentworth.

When passing the junction of noble area and prosperous business district, modrian saw the famous rivodin blacksmith shop according to the guidance of housekeeper Dodd.

As a blacksmith shop dedicated by the dwarf clan of rivodin, its high-quality weapons and equipment are famous in the mainland of kaladimos, especially the magic items forged in cooperation with goblin alchemists, which are deeply sought after by extraordinary professionals.

Of course, the rivodin blacksmith shop in edalas is only a branch, but the figures of all ethnic groups are telling about the booming business.

"Welcome to the rivardine blacksmith shop!" said a woman in black with a smile in front of the spacious and elegant door. Her plump figure attracted the attention of many men around.

"Can I help you, sir?"

How familiar the words and scenes are, modrian is in a trance, and then he reacts that this is karadimos continent, which is no longer the once iron and steel city.

Modrian looked at the hot blacksmith shop at the moment. In front of each guest, there was a human waiter as a shopping guide. He introduced in detail the high-quality equipment made by dwarf craftsmen.

The dwarf blacksmith's shop and the human waiter are an interesting combination. It seems that it makes sense that the rivodin blacksmith's shop can open all over kaladimos.

"Please, we need to buy large quantities of weapons and equipment. I don't know if rivodin blacksmith can provide them?" modrian said politely.

"Of course, sir, please come with me!" the surprised look flashed on the smiling face, and the sexy waitress bowed respectfully, the waves were choppy.

Following the waitress's figure, modrian took Gregory across the busy lobby to the backyard of the blacksmith's shop. As soon as he entered here, a hot fire wave came on the pavement, and the sound of hammers was heard.

The temperature in the backyard is a little high. Looking around, at least a dozen stoves are burning. The raging flames roar like wild animals. The shirtless and strong dwarf craftsman swings a heavy hammer to beat the iron. In addition, hundreds of dwarf apprentices walk in a seemingly chaotic but orderly manner.

"This way, sir!"

The soft waitress's voice sounded. Modrian looked away in surprise, but didn't want to have attracted attention.

A watchful eye is patrolling modrian. Turning around, there are two dwarves in steel armor. They are about one meter three tall, strong arms holding a Warhammer, a face full of black beard and a big red nose. They are the unique extraordinary workers of the dwarf clan: the heavy hammer Dwarf Warrior.

"Dwarf rivodin?" modrian nodded and smiled, followed the waiter to a brown wooden door in the backyard.

Dong Dong!

"Lord Bayer, someone wants to buy large quantities of weapons and equipment." the sexy waitress knocked on the wooden door respectfully.

After a while, a hesitant and lazy mellow voice sounded behind the door, as if he had just woke up: "well... OK, please come in!"

The waitress stooped to make a move of inviting in, and then turned to leave. What was behind was not what she could participate in.

Rough and thick is modrian's first impression of the room. The corpses of unknown beasts are hung on the wall, and there are chop marks on the gray bones. This should be the favorite booty of the owner of the room.

His nose twitched slightly, and modrian smelled a strong smell of alcohol from the air. The source came from the red bearded dwarf behind the wooden table.

"Do you need large quantities of weapons and equipment?... hiccup!"

Bayer rivodin belched wine, his muddy eyes were full of sleepiness, his hangover was not awake, and a little wine stains could be seen on his thick red beard. "Show me your proof."

According to the strict laws of stoke Kingdom, any private transaction of weapons and equipment needs to obtain the local certificate of the Royal Military Department and the guarantee of one nobleman.

"Hello, Lord Bayer, I'm the pioneering Knight modrian. It's a pleasure to meet you." modrian bowed and smiled, and took out a golden paper from his pocket. "This is the development law. I think I have the right to buy the required development materials at the rivoding blacksmith shop?"

"Open up the law?" Bayer rivodin's turbid eyes regained consciousness, and his fierce momentum oppressed modrian. "I didn't expect to see such a rare thing. It seems that the energy behind you is not small."

"These are not the concerns of Lord Bayer!" modrian was surprised. He was also an extraordinary professional. Gregory on his side also stepped forward in time to resist the oppression of Bayer rivodin.

The development law only has the authority to pioneer territory in the ownerless land.

Generally speaking, behind the pioneering knights, there must be a big man. After all, there are few ownerless places on kaladimos, so modrian boldly guessed that the rivodin blacksmith shop would not "offend" him for some weapons and equipment.

"Of course, I'm just curious." Bayer rivodin looked at Gregory standing in front of modrian. His fierce momentum gradually disappeared and returned to the appearance of a hangover. "Report your needs. If necessary, we can deliver them to the door."