After the transaction, modrian was not in a hurry to leave. His white melancholy face was full of a sincere smile: "I heard that the livoding blacksmith shop has a lot of magic equipment. I wonder if Lord Bayer can show us?"
Bayer raised his head and took a deep look at modrian in front of him. The cold winter sun fell on the young figure through the wooden room window, some blurred and some invisible.
"When the rewarding blacksmith's shop opened for business, how could it push away the guests!" Bayer rubbed behind the wooden table for a while, and a roar sounded in the room.
The wall hanging the remains of wild animals moved abruptly, revealing a simple wooden ladder winding to the upper layer.
"Two, come with me!" Bayer first entered the wooden ladder and led the way in front.
Looking at the figure of the red bearded dwarf in front of him, modrian found some differences. Bayer's height was dozens of centimeters higher than the dwarf outside, about one meter and five meters. Under his thin clothes, there were strong and bulging muscles. There was a strong momentum of steel casting when walking.
"It's a very interesting design. I didn't expect that the rivodin clan was proficient in mechanism in addition to casting!" modrian exclaimed after entering the wooden ladder.
"Mechanism? It's an alchemical design from goblins, but it's not just a mechanism!" Bayer said calmly, as if he meant something.
After a few words of conversation, Bayer and modrian have arrived at the light cyan manor of livodin blacksmith's shop. Modrian stands in front of the bronze mirror and looks at himself in the mirror. The black gentleman's clothes are beautifully fitted, the chest and collar are dotted with gold silk edges, and the white gloves are soft and comfortable, which is a very formal banquet dress.
"Lord modrian, housekeeper Dodd reminded us that it's time to start," Gregory warned in a deep voice outside the door.
After a little washing, modrian stepped out of the room and saw Gregory in a black dress at the door. Looking at his moving neck from time to time, he seemed very uncomfortable.
"Gregory, put up with it, just one night. After the aristocratic party, we should go back to dug fort for another day at most," modrian said with a smile.
"All right!" Gregory shrugged helplessly and praised, "Lord modrian, you look quite handsome now."
"I like your compliment very much," modrian said, patting Gregory on the shoulder. "Come on, we can't let Uncle Benny wait for us."
At the gate of the manor, the waiting time was not long. Baron Benny came in a common noble dress in Stoke king. The chest of the black gentleman's dress was embroidered with intertwined green branches.
"It's almost time, little fellow, let's go," said Baron Benny, nodding at modrian, and then boarded the carriage driven by housekeeper Dodd.
"All right, Uncle Benny," said modrian respectfully, and then also boarded the familiar carriage, while Gregory sat in front like housekeeper Dodd.
The luxurious and exquisite carriage shuttled smoothly and quickly through the city of edalas, and the surrounding scenery flashed like a slide. The speed of the carriage did not slow down until Harriman castle.
Out of curiosity, modrian raised the curtain of the window and roughly looked at the Harriman castle in the style of military fortress. A thick and ancient atmosphere came from the pavement. There was a faint dry blood color on the towering gray city wall. The vigilant noble guards stood at the wall piers, and the sharp blades in their hands reflected the scattered moonlight.
During the ten-year Patriotic War, the expedition army of the elanfaro empire once broke through the outer city of edalas and finally returned here without success before reaching Harriman castle, leaving countless white bones.
"It's also fate. Among the legions who came to rescue the city of edalas at that time, there was Brooke. It was also in the tragic war that Brooke forged a deep friendship with count Raphael." Baron Benny saw modrian's action, and his handsome face showed a look of nostalgia. He also participated in the war.
"Really? I've never heard my father mention it." modrian said faintly with his eyes down.
Baron Benny was stunned when he heard the speech, and then laughed off. Brooke's family affairs he didn't want to participate in, especially mixed with the competition for succession.