As a blacksmith, it's not too much to wear a set of divine equipment.

"Master, these are sent by the residents of the town to thank you." The housekeeper Lida said to a middle-aged man with white hair.

"Most of them are ordinary items such as scentless flowers."

"Well, since they are not so valuable, just accept them."

Shelley looked unchanged, still with snow-like hair, but with more wrinkles on his face.

After that, he started to work again, dealing with a bunch of affairs, but he didn't have to deal with them personally.

Many of these affairs were trivial matters about the residents, and he could ask Lida to deal with them, or hire a secretary.

But he didn't do so, these things have always been done by himself.

At this time, Lida saw that his master started again, and there was some distress in his eyes. He had been with Shelley for more than ten years, and Shelley had been like this for more than ten years.

Working day and night, although Shelley's hair color was natural, it was not so white originally. It was because of the fatigue all day and night that led to this gray hair.

"Master, you have dealt with all the important matters today. Let me handle these small matters. If the young lady knew you were like this, she would definitely be unhappy again."

Rida said earnestly.

Shelley frowned slightly, "There is no such thing as big or small matters. As long as it is about the residents of the town, it is a big deal."

Then Shelley's tone changed and became much softer, "That girl is heartless with her brother Qin An every day. How could she still remember me, her old father? It has been two months and I don't know how they are doing over there..."

Shelley continued, "Qin An, that kid, I have long seen that he is not honest. I just hope he doesn't go out and come back to tell me that I am going to be a grandfather. Humph, I will beat him up when I get back!"

Rida laughed, "Haha, Master, that's a good thing. In this way, you can have grandchildren and retire to enjoy your old age."

Shelley said sternly, but there was a smile in his eyes that he couldn't hide. He was still very satisfied when talking about Qin An.

The name of this town is Salman. It is said to be Salman's hometown, but in fact no one can say for sure.

Some people say that Salman stayed here, some say that Salman left a legacy here, and some say that Salman is the pioneer here...

At night, the windmill on the windless tower turns slightly with the gentle night breeze. The shepherds close the door of the sheepfold early. Some blacksmiths are still forging overnight, and the fire flickers in the ironmaking room.

The tavern is quite lively. People of all kinds gather here. After drinking a few glasses, they start chatting and talking nonsense, which makes people around them laugh.

There is a very warm watch shop. A master and an apprentice also drink a little wine and talk leisurely. The master's words reveal kindness in every word, and his face is a little drunk, which looks like he is telling his last wishes.

The apprentice would talk back from time to time and say some outrageous words. The master tolerated his rebellion because he was about to become the new manager of this watch shop...

Just as he was talking, the apprentice began to cry loudly. The master comforted him and told him to drink less in the future, otherwise there would be no one to accompany him when he was sad...

If you look up at the moon at this moment, you can vaguely see that the moon hanging high above the world actually reveals a trace of scarlet blood.

...

...

"Huh, I finally got rid of those beastman bastards."

Savius ​​leaned on the stone and breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a lake next to it. He slowly approached and saw the figure reflected in the lake.

His originally delicate hair was now very messy and fluffy, with a lot of dust, and blood coagulated, sticking to a few clumps of hair.

There were also a few bloodstains on his face, his expression was a little listless, and his eye sockets were sunken under his dark circles, which made him look more anemic.

The golden silk satin clothes on his body were torn in pieces.

"It's really inelegant!"

Savis kicked a stone towards the lake angrily, splashing waves.

Suddenly, there was a breeze blowing around, and there was a rustling sound of leaves.

"Who!"

Savis turned back sharply.

These days, he was almost traumatized by the three beast kings and had not slept for several days.

Seeing that it was a demon beast, Savis looked unhappy.

A blood-colored magic power floated out of his body, and in a few breaths, it wrapped the five-star wind wolf.

The wind wolf only had time to howl, and turned into a pile of bones in a few seconds.

The ground shook, and there were fierce footsteps. The wind wolf called its own tribe before dying.

In an instant, more than ten wind wolves surrounded Savis, and the leader was as high as seven stars!

They all bared their teeth, their masks gleamed fiercely, their eyes fierce, and as the wolf leader howled and ordered, they all rushed towards Savvy.

Xavius ​​stood there, having just absorbed the blood of a five-star wind wolf, and his pupils instantly turned extremely scarlet.

He was surrounded by evil spirits, and looked at the group of wind wolves with disgust.

"Lowly monsters, your blood is extremely dirty, you all deserve to die!"

The blood spread, and all the wind wolves close to Xavius ​​were entangled by the blood, followed by waves of wailing.

In more than ten seconds, including the seven-star wind wolf, all turned into a pile of bones.

All the blood was absorbed by Xavius. Although he said it was dirty, he needed to replenish it now.

Among these lowly monsters, only the seven-star wind wolf could barely satisfy Xavius, and the other blood almost made him nauseous.

He had never drunk such disgusting blood before. He was a noble duke and a distinguished nine-star magician, and he usually drank the blood of top women.

But now is different from the past. After Xavius ​​digested it, he took out a map and looked at it.

Finally, a smile appeared on his face, "Are we finally there..."

……

"An An, how far is it..."

"Almost, almost, we will be there in about three nights."

At this moment, the two of them are still riding on a small flying boat, but the speed has slowed down because the energy is not enough and they can only use it sparingly.

Qin An is still very anxious. He has been restless in his heart these days and can't calm down. He vaguely feels that something big is going to happen.

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