Chapter 386

"Master Abel, how hard you work!" At the end of a set of Knight training, master SOLIN's voice came from the side.

"I'm just too busy to move!" Abel smiled and put the sword into the space bracelet.

At this time, a dwarf attendant came in and bowed to master SOLIN and said, "master SOLIN, someone outside said he would visit master Abel!"

"Who got the news so soon?" Master SOLIN asked the dwarf attendant.

"Master SOLIN, the head of the Leicester and Gerald families!" The dwarf attendant replied.

"Master Abel, the Leicester family and the Gerard family are the big families in the city of mya. If you want to stay here, they can help you a lot!" Master SOLIN saw Abel's doubts and explained.

"Master SOLIN, I don't have time to waste on these things. I won't see anyone here!" Abel came out of the aristocratic circle. He knew that once this kind of visit started, he didn't know how many dwarfs were waiting for the chance to visit him, even if he spent all day long on it.

"It seems that master Abel doesn't want to stay in the city of Muya. The mind of the Lord of Pufu is in vain!" Said master SOLIN, laughing.

"I will not stay in the city of Mya, I have my own plan!" Abel said with a smile.

"In fact, master Abel, you can stay in the dwarves. Dwarves are an inclusive race. You can see that there are humans and elves in our city. They can live with dwarves normally. You have a lot of troubles in the human world. Although the blacksmith guild has appeared, it is difficult to change the decision of the wizard guild!" Master SOLIN advised softly.

"Master SOLIN, I will return to the human world. It's only a matter of time. I will become stronger before that!" Abel said confidently.

"I don't advise you. Since you have plans, you don't have to worry about these families. The real power holders of dwarves are blacksmith guild and dwarven wizard guild. Blacksmith guild has always supported you. Dwarven wizard guild and human wizard guild are not a system, and the wizard guild of St. Ellis kingdom does not fully represent human witches Guild of teachers, your title of Brewing Master is loved by all dwarves, including those dwarven witches. " Master SOLIN said with a smile and a wave.

At noon, Bartoli picked up several customized suits and gowns from the Raphael clothing store. When Abel put on the gowns, they were noble and gorgeous but not flamboyant, elegant and dignified without losing the mystery. Bartoli praised the craftsmanship of this Raphael spirit tailor with the eyes of the nobility.

Even Abel, who doesn't have much research on clothes, feels that this dress is no worse than the master of garment making in Camille. No wonder people often say that the elves have a natural touch to beauty. Whether it's architecture, decoration or clothing, they can bring the beauty to the extreme.

In the afternoon, two carriages set out from the hotel. One was the carriage that Abel took with master SOLIN and Bartoli. The other was the three barrels of master wine that Abel brought to master Robin. It was a gift he prepared and a favorite gift of dwarves.

There was still a distance from master Robin's residence, and Abel had heard the sound of hammering iron, the sound of flame burning, and the sound of hot iron being put into the water to nourish, which made him seem to return to the time when he was learning to forge beside Bentham, which made him feel more intimate.

"Master SOLIN!" Just walked to the door, a young dwarf in a short gray suit could not help shouting when he saw master SOLIN. Then he turned back and ran inside, shouting: "master SOLIN is coming, master SOLIN is coming!"

"Master Abel, this is the teacher's youngest apprentice, Ceci. I'll make you laugh!" Master SOLIN felt deeply disrespectful to Ceci's behavior and explained to Abel with a smile.

"Son of a bitch, I told you long ago, don't be rough. You can never be a good blacksmith like this!" A rough voice came, only a short man with a white beard and a strong body followed Ceci, who could not help teaching him. While Ceci was leading the way, he made a face.

"Master Abel, the teacher's temper is much better now. He used to do it directly!" Master SOLIN turned his head and whispered to Abel.

"SOLIN, I still know to come back to see my old man. I thought we would not meet until the master's party!" Master Robin held master SOLIN's shoulder and clapped hard. Abel seemed to recognize that it was the beat of iron.

"Teacher, you light, your body bone is still so strong!" Said master SOLIN, shrinking his shoulders.

"Haha, of course, I am the age that can forge the most. If I don't make a handed down equipment, I won't stop the hammer in my hand!" Master Robin laughed and let go of master SOLIN.

"These two are?" Master Robin recovered from the joy of meeting his disciples and saw Abel and Bartoli beside master SOLIN.

"I am master Bentham's Apprentice. My name is Abel Harry. I come to see you on behalf of master Bentham!" Abel hurried forward and bowed."What kind of master is Bentham? He is the most hardworking one among those apprentices. Unfortunately, his talent is not enough. His master is just the name given to him by the people around him. It's really not a master!" Master Robin heard the name of Bentham, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

If other people dare to say that about master Bentham, Abel will certainly have a conflict with him, but the dwarven old man in front of him has the most identity to say that, because both master Bentham and Abel's forging skills are from the old man.

"By the way, your name is Abel Harry!" Master Robin suddenly thought of something, looked at Abel in surprise, and then said, "master Abel?"

Master Robin finished and looked at master SOLIN. Seeing that master SOLIN nodded to him, he couldn't help laughing and said, "come in, SOLIN, why didn't you say master Abel came earlier?"

"Master Robin, you'd better call me Abel. I'm still your next generation disciple." Abel said as he advanced master Robin.

"No matter what happened to Bentham, we or our peers, the tradition of blacksmith guild is that as long as we are not the disciples of our own generation, as long as we become masters, we are all equal!" When master Robin and all the people entered the yard, he could not help laughing when he heard Abel's words, because in any case, as long as Abel was willing to say this, then the master blacksmith was already the blacksmith of his department.

"Master Robin, this is my housekeeper Bartoli. I'll bring you a little gift at the back!" Abel introduced Bartoli's identity again, then pointed to the carriage with three barrels of master's wine behind him.

When master Robin heard the gift, Abel's other identity was the most famous Brewing Master among the dwarves. The master wine he brewed was greatly sought after by the dwarves. Although master Robin had never drunk it, he had heard it for a long time. Now he can't help but be very happy to see the barrel.

"Boys stop. Come here." As soon as master Robin entered the yard, he cried out that several dwarves who were forging in front of the open-air blacksmith's shop had stopped their work. They knew very well that master Robin would not let them stop forging if it was not particularly important.

"You are very lucky. Today, there are two masters of blacksmiths. One is master SOLIN, and the other is master Abel." Said master Robin.

Master SOLIN comes to visit the teacher twice a year, so he is a regular visitor here. But master Abel is the legendary blacksmith master who is the closest to the master in the legend. Several dwarven blacksmiths look at the young man who is smiling and nodding with them curiously.

"I'm not going to take the three barrels of wine from the back car to my room!" Master Robin shouted again.

It's estimated that this is the main reason why he asked his disciples to stop forging. Master Robin led the three of them to the hall. On the way, he glanced back uneasily, and then shouted, "be careful, if you touch me, I will scratch your skin!"