Lord: Taken away from inheritance at the beginning.

After Roning completed the promotion of Redar and McKen, he left Shore City and stayed in Chishan Town.

The mining of Chishan Iron Mine has long been on track. Although the output is not large, it is stable enough.

After being processed by several iron-making blast furnaces in the back mountain of the mine, pickaxes, axes, sickles, etc. are produced at a very fast speed and are much cheaper than those outside.

Originally, Ronin was thinking of finding someone to sell these tools, but since the last meeting with Philip and Thorstein, the transportation and sales have been taken care of by these two barons.

Chishan Town now has a stable income of funds every month. It is estimated that it won’t be long before Luo Ning won’t have to worry about the finances here anymore.

The wasteland behind the mine.

The blazing flames melt the iron ore into molten iron. This is the effect of the seventh-level fire magic, the Earth's Core Fire.

When the molten iron was generated, Roning used his mental power to control it to gradually form into the shape of a Tang sword. At Roning's feet, there were already more than a dozen such swords.

After this period of practice, Roning's skills in controlling mental power and forging swords in conjunction with the magic of the earth's core fire have made great progress.

I believe that it won’t be a problem to create more complex models in the near future.

Soon, a new knife was successfully made.

Roning controlled the quenching and cooling, and then played with it in his hands.

"As my mental power increases, my perception of things will also improve. Maybe in the future I'll be able to create high-carbon steel out of thin air."

After collecting all the materials and finished products on the ground, he prepared to find Feng Si to promote the knife.

It’s not that a knife is better than a sword, but for ordinary soldiers, the cost of learning to use a knife is relatively lower.

……

Shrouded in morning mist, Miroslav's convoy arrived outside the Black Python City.

The old dean is quite powerful, but a magician's physical fitness is not as good as that of a professional knight after all.

If he hadn't slowed down a bit and hadn't had a specially made magic carriage, he wouldn't have bothered to make the trip himself.

Sometimes, his husband envied those great wind wizards who could fly in the air with the help of wind wing magic.

Unlike him, who is an earth-type, if he wants to fly in the air by his own strength, he can only wait until he becomes a magician and rely on mental power to control props such as magic flying carpets.

Miroslav could buy flying mounts, such as griffins, dragon eagles, etc., but he was always skeptical about these tamed mounts.

After all, he didn't have the strength of a knight. If these beasts suddenly went crazy in the air, a few bumps would probably knock him off.

“I hate coming to this city.”

The voice of his guard captain, Blef, rang out from outside the carriage, "It always feels damp and wet here."

Miroslav was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Soon, my guard officer. We will stay in Black Python City for at most one night and will leave tomorrow."

"Okay my Lord."

Bluff muttered quietly, "It's better to leave early. I don't like the owner of this city very much."

Black Python City covers a large area, and there are countless manors around it.

However, except for Jinyu City, other cities don’t seem to pay much attention to road infrastructure, and there are always some potholes on the road.

Perhaps because it was early in the morning, there were not many people on the street.

The Hyde family's castle is located on a high mountain in the middle of the north of Black Python City.

The magnificent castle is majestic, and the black python flags fluttering everywhere, symbolizing the glorious history of the Hyde family, make people feel the ancient and heavy atmosphere when they see it.

Black Python Castle had already been prepared for the arrival of Miroslav and others.

As soon as the carriage arrived, the current head of the Hyde family appeared at the door.

The tall and burly man with squinty eyes was Barrington, who gave a warm welcome.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Viscount Barrington."

Miroslav also greeted enthusiastically, "How is your father now?"

"Alas, I have been looking for a way to alleviate this, but there has been no progress."

Barrington looked worried, “My father has aged a lot. If you don’t lend a helping hand this time, I don’t know if he can survive until Lu Lans dies.”

Miroslav raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

However, Bullef, who was following behind him, snorted, "As a vassal, it seems inappropriate to say this to your lord in public, right?"

Barrington glanced at Blef. "It was he who begged our Hyde family to join the Wushan Territory. Now, not only does he not remember our kindness, but he also deposed my father. Is there any lord who is so cruel to his vassal?"

Blev was about to argue a few more words, but was interrupted by Miroslav raising his hand.

"Well, we are here to relieve Count Orson's pain. There is no need to engage in unnecessary quarrels."

He glanced at Blef and said, "Watch your mouth, Guard Officer."

Bluff lowered his head and stopped arguing, turning his attention to the guards and servants around him.

He frowned secretly. Why do the people here look so dull and wooden?

Soon, several people came to the hall.

Barrington said, "Please wait here for a moment. I will bring my father over."

"Don't bother with that. Just take me to his bedroom."

Miroslav smiled and said, "This will save him from the hard work and pain."

"How can that be done!"

Barrington was very firm. "Father has long said that you are a distinguished guest of our Hyde family. He hopes to come out and see you, instead of staying in that ward with a bad smell."

In desperation, Miroslav could only agree to Barrington's arrangement and sat on the sofa waiting quietly.

"Sir, why do I feel like there's something weird here?" Blefu frowned and said in a low voice.

"Weird?"

Miroslav looked around and used his mental power to sense around, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

"What do you think is weird?"

Blefu shook his head. "I can't really explain it. I just feel like the people here are a little strange. We should be on our guard."

Miroslav smiled slightly. He knew that his guard officer had always disliked Orson and others. It was probably the psychological effect that made the other party hate this place.

"We have no grudge against them, and we are here to help them solve their problems. Will they still deal with us?"

Standing behind him was the Silva Magic Chamber of Commerce. Given his status, no noble would be willing to offend him easily.

Footsteps were heard, and three figures walked in: Orson, Barrington, and Negan, the leader of the Knights of Black Python City.

The man in black robe walking in front was Count Orson. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a somewhat sinister smile.

Miroslav's brows suddenly frowned, and at this moment he also realized that something was wrong.

Orson walked with the wind and quick steps, without any sign of being tortured by the Soul-Devouring Surge.

Not long ago, Barrington said that Orson didn't have much time left. This was clearly a lie!

"Long time no see, Dean Miroslav!"

Orson said cheerfully, and walked straight to the main seat and sat down.

Barrington and Negan stayed at the door. Although they did not close the door, they were like two guards, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

"Are you cured?" Miroslav asked in a deep voice.

Orson spread his hands, "As you can see, not only have I gotten rid of my troubles, I've even become stronger than before!"

A bad premonition came to his mind, and Miroslav was secretly on guard, while also giving Blev a look.

However, his itinerary was public, and he didn't believe the other party had the guts to do anything out of line towards him.

"Haha, then I have to congratulate you! I wonder how you treated it?"

He inquired, "Also, since you are already well, why did you ask me to come and treat you in your letter?"

"My foolish great wizard, if I hadn't said that, would you have come to my castle in person?"

Orson narrowed his eyes and spoke with hatred.

"At the beginning, I wanted to kneel down and beg you, but you were only willing to give your magic potion to Lu Lansi. I will never forget this hatred!"

Miroslav is a great magician after all. He is respected wherever he goes. How could he ever be pointed at and called stupid?

"Oh, what do you want?"

He said coldly: "In your castle, you are risking the future and even the lives of all the people in your Hyde family to kill me?"

Orson stood up suddenly, and a meteor-like aura burst out from his body.

He grinned and said, "You'll know soon!"