Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty Sixth Visit

"Master Abel, you really worked hard!" Master Thorin's voice came from the side at the end of a set of knight training.

"I just can't keep my body idle and move around!" Abel said with a smile and put the long sword into the space bracelet.

At this moment, a dwarf attendant walked in, bowed to Master Sorin and said, "Master Sorin, there is a guest outside who said he wants to visit Master Abel!"

"Who got the news so soon?" Master Thorin asked the dwarf squire.

"Master Thorin, the patriarch of the Lester family and the Gerald family!" replied the dwarf attendant.

"Master Abel, the Lester family and the Gerald family are the big families in Muya City. If you want to stay here, they can provide you with a lot of help!" Master Thorin saw Abel's doubts , explained.

"Master Thorin, I don't have time to waste on these things, I won't see anyone here!" Abel came from the noble circle, and he knew very well that once this kind of visit started, he didn't know how many would follow. The dwarves were waiting for the chance to visit him, and it wouldn't be enough if he spent all his time there.

"It seems that Master Abel doesn't want to stay in Muya City, and the mind of City Lord Beaufort is wasted!" Master Thorin said with a big smile.

"I won't stay in Muya City, I have my own plans!" Abel said with a smile.

"Actually, Master Abel, you can stay in the dwarves. The dwarves are an inclusive race. You have also seen that there are humans and elves in our city, and they can live with the dwarves normally. You are in great trouble in the human world, although the Blacksmiths Guild has come forward, it is difficult to change the decision of the Wizards Guild!" Master Thorin advised softly.

"Master Thorin, I will return to the human world, it is only a matter of time, I will become stronger before that!" Abel said confidently.

"I won't advise you. Since you have a plan, you don't have to worry about it. You don't have to care about these families. The real powers of the dwarves are the Blacksmiths Guild and the Dwarven Wizards Guild. The Blacksmiths Guild will always support you. The Dwarven Wizards Guild and The Human Wizarding Guild is not a system, and the Wizarding Guild in the Kingdom of St. Ellis does not fully represent the Human Wizarding Guild. Your title of Brewmaster is deeply loved by all dwarves, including those dwarven wizards." Thorin The master smiled and waved his hand.

At noon, Bartoli retrieved several sets of custom-made uniforms and dresses from the Raphael clothing store. When Abel put on the dress, it was noble and gorgeous but not unassuming, elegant and dignified without losing mystery. His eyes greatly appreciated the craftsmanship of this Raphael elf tailor.

Even Abel, who has no research on clothes, feels that this dress is not inferior to the level of the dressmaker in the Principality of Carmel.

No wonder people often say that elves have an innate sense of beauty. Whether it's architecture, decoration or clothing, they can bring beauty to the extreme.

In the afternoon, two carriages set off from the hotel, one was the carriage that Abel rode with Master Thorin and Bartoli, and the other contained the three barrels of master wine that Abel brought to Master Robin this time. The gift he prepared was also the favorite gift of the dwarves.

When he was still some distance away from Master Robin's residence, Abel had already heard the sound of the hammer hitting the iron block, the sound of the flame burning, and the sound of the hot iron being put into the water, which made him seem for a while. Going back to the time when he was learning blacksmithing by Bentham's side, these voices made him feel more intimate.

"Master Sorin!" As soon as he walked to the door, a young dwarf in a gray short suit could not help shouting when he saw Master Sorin, then turned around and ran inside, shouting: "Master Sorin is here, Master Thorin is here!"

"Master Abel, this is the teacher's youngest apprentice Sisi, I made you laugh!" Master Thorin was deeply disrespectful to Sisi's behavior, and explained to Abel with a smile.

"Stinky boy, I told you a long time ago, don't be rough, you will never be a good blacksmith like this!" A rough voice came, and I saw a stout dwarf with a white beard following Sisi's Behind him, he kept teaching him, while Sisi was leading the way, grimacing.

"Master Abel, the teacher's temper is much better now. In the past, he had to do it directly!" Master Sorin turned his head and said softly to Abel.

"Sorin, you know how to come back to see me, this old man. I thought we would not meet until the master's party!" Master Robin stepped forward and hugged Master Sorin's shoulder and patted it hard. Abel seemed to be able to hear it. This is the rhythm of hammering.

"Teacher, take it easy, your body is still so strong!" Master Sorin said while shrinking his shoulders.

"Haha, of course, I'm at the age where I can forge the most. If I don't create a piece of handed down equipment, I won't stop the hammer in my hand!" Master Robin laughed and let go of Master Sorin.

"Who are these two?" Master Robin, recovering from the joy of meeting his disciples, asked Abel and Bartoli who were beside Master Thorin.

"I'm Master Bentham's apprentice, my name is Abel Harry, and I'm here to visit you on behalf of Master Bentham!" Abel hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

"What kind of master is Bentham? He is the hardest among the apprentices. Unfortunately, his talent is not enough. His master is just what people around him call him. He really cannot be called a master!" Master Robin listened. When I got to Bentham's name, I thought for a while, and I couldn't help shaking my head and said.

If someone else dared to say this to Master Bentham, Abel would definitely conflict with him, but the old dwarf in front of him was the most qualified to say this, because whether it was Master Bentham or Abel's own forging skills , all from this 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?"

After Master Robin finished speaking, he looked at Master Sorin and saw Master Sorin nodded to him, he couldn't help laughing: "Come in, Sorin, why didn't you say Master Abel is coming!"

"Master Robin, you should still call me Abel. After all, I'm still your second-generation disciple!" Abel said while letting Master Robin advance.

"Regardless of what happened to Bentham, we are still equals. According to the tradition of the Blacksmiths Guild, as long as they are not direct disciples, as long as they become masters, they are all equals!" Master Robin entered the courtyard with everyone, and he couldn't help but be happy when he heard Abel's words. He laughed, because no matter what, as long as Aberken said this sentence, then the master blacksmith was already a blacksmith in his line.

"Master Robin, this is my housekeeper Bartoli, and here is a little gift I brought you!" Abel introduced Bartoli's identity again, and then pointed to the three-barrel master behind him. said the wine carriage.

Master Robin's eyes lit up when he heard the gift. Abel's other identity was the most famous brewing master among the dwarves. The master wine brewed by the dwarves was highly sought after by the high-level dwarves, although Master Robin never drank it. But it's been a long time to hear the name, and now I can't help but be overjoyed when I see the barrel.

"The boys all stop and come here." Master Robin shouted as soon as he entered the yard. Several dwarves who were forging in front of the open-air blacksmith stopped what they were doing. They knew very well that if it wasn't a particularly important matter, Master Robin wouldn't let them stop forging.

"You are very lucky, there are two master blacksmiths here today, one is Master Sorin, who you are very familiar with, and the other is Master Abel!" Master Robin introduced.

Master Thorin comes to visit the teacher once or twice a year, so he is a frequent visitor here, but Master Abel is a legendary blacksmith whose abilities are the closest to the grandmaster. Smiling young human nodding.

"Don't hurry up and bring the three barrels of wine from the car behind to my room!" Master Robin commanded loudly again.

It is estimated that this is the main reason why he asked the disciples to stop the forging in his hands. Master Robin led the three to the hall. On the way, he looked back uneasy, and then shouted: "You give I'll be careful, if I break it, I'll rip your skin off!" Reading Network