“Poor hospitality.”
Mag put away a few empty bowls, looked at Roma with a smile and said, "I wonder if Master Roma is satisfied with this dinner?"
Roma nodded with a complicated expression, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "I want to know what kind of fish is this? Why do I remember many things that I forgot before after eating it?"
"This is a fat-headed fish caught from the far north of the Los Empire. It is also known as the ice-breaking fish. The fish head has the effect of nourishing the brain. The head of this fat-headed fish is much larger than that of ordinary fish, and it lives in extremely cold places. Perhaps It has achieved some of its special effects." McGonagall thought for a moment.
"I see, not everyone can go to the Far North." Rom suddenly felt a little disappointed.
After eating the fish head with chopped pepper, he felt that his whole body suddenly became sober. What happened in the past year or so was vivid in his mind, and he no longer felt bound when thinking.
This was obviously obtained after eating the fish.
After two years of chaos, this rare clarity made him feel very precious.
However, he obviously couldn't catch this kind of big-headed fish from the far north, so his idea of regularly eating this kind of big-headed fish to ensure his sobriety naturally came to nothing.
Mag looked at Roma's face that changed several times and already made a guess in his mind. He smiled and said: "If Master Roma still wants to eat this minced pepper fish head, you can go to the City of Chaos to find me. My restaurant is Open there, and if you get a handy kitchen knife, fish heads with chopped peppers will be available every day.”
"City of Chaos." Rom was stunned for a moment, looking at his forge with a hint of thought. He had stayed here for more than four hundred years, almost all his life, and thought about dying there countless times. here.
Regardless of war or peace, he never thought of leaving here.
Maybe it's nostalgia, or maybe it's fear.
The outside world is unfamiliar to him. He has no friends, only customers.
He had never left Eisentier Castle and had no idea what the outside world was like.
This dilapidated forge, regarded as the blacksmith's glory and holy place, is his most gorgeous clothing and his airtight fortress.
And now, Mag extended an invitation to him with a portion of fish head with chopped pepper.
"Instead of dying in chaos, it is better to change places and die soberly on the forging platform." Rom's eyes became firm, and the forging workshop that he regarded as a treasure suddenly became worthless.
"You went to the City of Chaos and you could eat fish heads with chopped pepper every day?" Rom looked back at Mag and asked seriously.
"If Master comes to line up earlier every day, there should be no problem." Mag nodded with a smile. The richest blacksmith in the world naturally does not need to think about money.
Rom nodded slightly and said nothing, but he already made a decision in his heart.
"Master Rom, what about our previous bet..." Mag said.
"You win. I admit that the pepper fish head you made is the most delicious food I have ever eaten, and it is also the most special food. I want to apologize for my reckless words before. You are an excellent chef." Rom. Said solemnly.
"Master is a magnanimous person." Mag said with a smile.
Rom also had a smile on his face, and said quickly: "What kind of kitchen knife do you want, I will help you make it tomorrow."
"This is the blueprint. I want a kitchen knife like this." Mag took out a blueprint from his arms and handed it to Rom.
"It seems that you were confident that you could convince me from the beginning to the end." Rom smiled and took the drawing, glanced at it, and put it into his pocket. A kitchen knife couldn't stop him.
"It's not easy to come to Eisen Iron Castle. If you can't successfully convince Master Röhm, it won't be in vain." Mag also said with a smile. Although he still has to stay for another day, he can still complete the task ahead of schedule.
"I've finished eating the fish head, but I still have wine. Would you like some?" Rom took out the wine bag from his waist and handed it to Mag.
"With the child, I can only have a sip with Master." Mag took the wine bag and took a big sip. The strong wine entered his throat, and the taste was not too wonderful, and then handed the wine bag back to Rom.
"In that case, I won't force you." Rom took the wine bag and drank two big sips, then said with a swipe of his lips: "Do you have a place to stay tonight?" His eyes fell on Amy. It was the most beautiful day in winter. When it's cold, it's not okay for a girl to stay out all night when she's so young.
"We plan to check into the Tam Hotel in front." Mag pointed to the front and said.
"Okay, then go ahead and pick up the kitchen knife tomorrow evening." Roma waved his hand.
"Goodbye, Master Rom." Mag put the washed pots and dishes back into his backpack, said to Rom, took out a still burning piece of wood from the fire as a torch, and held Amy's hand along the street. Go.
"Goodbye, grandpa." Amy hugged the ugly duckling and waved to Roma, jumping happily and following Mag.
The not-so-wide streets are paved with flat stones, and each stone is cut into squares of almost the same size, so perfectly spliced together that there are almost obvious gaps.
The stone houses on both sides of the street are also built with square stones and are neatly arranged. The extraordinary skills and rigorous character of the dwarves are undoubtedly displayed in this aspect.
The top of the street is not a vast starry sky, but a black rock, only tens of meters above the ground. It is difficult to find it under the cover of night.
However, every once in a while, there will be a large hole for ventilation and lighting, so that the interior of Eisen Iron Castle does not seem closed and depressing.
This huge building complex, which has been built by dwarves for thousands of years, is truly a work of wonder and has no chance of being copied.
The racial war at that time destroyed most of the Iron Castle. However, after a hundred years of peace, the Eisen Iron Castle has become more spectacular and dangerous, and is known as one of the most difficult to conquer cities in the world.
Mag led Amy to the end of the street, and the almost burned out torch in her hand was completely extinguished by the cold wind.
"This way." Mag looked around. There was a quite lively tavern at the end of the street. From time to time, loud laughter and discussions came from inside. Opposite the tavern was the Tam Hotel they were looking for. There was a hanging hanging on the door. The iron signboard above was swaying in the wind, and the door was closed tightly. Through the window, you could see the warm lights inside, and there was a yard next to it, with many carriages and horses inside.
Mag stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened. An elderly dwarf with a slight stoop opened the door a crack. He looked at Mag warily and said, "Do you want to stay in the hotel?"
"Yes, my daughter and I would like to stay in the hotel for one night." Mag nodded.
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In the pub next door, there were guests of all races. People were drinking strong drinks and talking and laughing loudly.
"Master Harden, have you seen Master Röhm today?" The bartender looked at Harden and asked curiously. People around him also looked over after hearing this. In the Eisen Iron Castle, as long as you are with Röhm, The news about the master is of great interest.
