Chapter 154: The Chief Blacksmith of the Black Iron Castle

Style: Fantasy Author: Fierce KnightWords: 2564Update Time: 24/01/12 08:40:55
"Eh, is this okay? New species? There are two more!" Nalant listened to the sound of the system in his mind and suddenly felt that he was really lucky today.

Barbarians, women and children, in fact, what he had kept in mind these past few days was that he wanted to see if the Black Iron Earl would personally go out and beat him, this little knight, so he delayed for a few days.

Unexpectedly, this unintentional meddling now came to the system and made a lot of money from the side missions.

"Lemon, you pick ten barbarians to wait for me outside the castle tomorrow. Then I will take the convoy to the Fire Grassland with you!"

It has been three days since the dark invasion. Regardless of the reason, Nalant feels that the chance of the Black Iron Earl secretly attacking him has been reduced.

After all, there is no reason to wait for the opportunity when the enemy is so powerful and has a fierce dragon crossing the river. Only the great nobles who sincerely want to deal with themselves are able to do it one by one, arrogantly.

"Thank you, Lord!" After hearing this, Raymond finally felt relieved and immediately knelt on the ground and expressed gratitude to Nalant.

Nalant, who sent Raymond away, took the three women directly to John's blacksmith shop.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

As he approached John the blacksmith, the rich rhythm and the sound of hammering iron tools immediately came from inside the thatched house.

Catherine was shocked when she heard the sound, and the sound reminded her of the past.

Nalant winked at Shirley and Vivian, and the two girls immediately went up to hold Catherine.

"Sister Catherine, your swordsmanship is so good. Once the rapier is made, you have to teach me and Sister Vivian how to practice swordsmanship!"

"Okay, Shirley!" Catherine felt the concern between Nalant and the two girls. Catherine was grateful at first, looked at Nalant, and then returned to normal conversation with Shirley.

Narant then led the three women into the blacksmith shop.

Those who passed through the hut soon saw John hammering on the felt with a small hammer.

Only then did John discover Nalant, and the figure immediately stopped moving.

"John has met the Lord!"

"Okay, get up." Nalant nodded.

John stood up. Just as John was about to continue speaking to Nalant and wanted to ask the lord what his orders were, he glanced at the three women behind him.

And just this one glance made John freeze on the spot, and the hammer fell to the ground in his hand.

Then John's lips trembled.

"Father!"

The next moment, a cry of surprise came from behind Nalant.

"Huh?" Nalant was confused.

"You...you...Catherine?" John stammered with disbelief in his eyes.

"Where I went...could it be that Catherine, father has this blacksmith John!" Nalant didn't understand what was going on when John called out Catherine's name.

Didn’t John, the only one, say that his daughter was executed by Lord Doc a few years ago?

"Catherine's true love is with you!" The next moment, Catherine ignored John's charcoal-dusted, linen blouse and threw herself directly into John's arms.

When Narant saw this scene, he didn't bother him and just stepped aside.

Shirley and Vivian were stunned at this moment, looking at the changes in the field and not yet reacting.

"Katherine...didn't they take you away?!" The father and daughter had been excited for a long time before John Blacksmith calmed down a little. Then he looked at Catherine lovingly and asked.

Of course, during this process, he held Catherine's hand tightly for fear that Catherine would disappear if he let go.

"After my father's death, I was taken away by the city guards and handed over to the church..." At this moment, Catherine told John her subsequent experiences exactly the same as what she had told Nalant last time.

And when John heard that his daughter had suffered so much, there were also tears in his eyes. When Catherine finally talked about John Blacksmith, who was taken in by Nalant, he remembered this lord.

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"Thank you, Lord Lord, for taking in Catherine!" Blacksmith John came to Nalant without hesitation and knelt on the ground directly.

"Get up, John. I didn't expect that Catherine would have you, my daughter! Now that you and your daughter are safe and have met each other, then this is God's blessing!" Narant also understood that there is a system. The reward for Blacksmith John's loyalty turned out to be achieved in this way.

"No, your lord's villain is a sinful villain. Because Baron Dok killed my other daughter, he is not loyal to you. This is extremely offensive..."

It turned out that John had no intention of blacksmithing in the Black Iron Castle since Catherine was captured. Then he took advantage of a dark night to escape from the Black Iron Castle.

However, because he owned the Black Iron Castle, was the chief blacksmith and mastered the secrets of black iron forging, the Black Iron Earl could not let him go so easily.

In order to avoid being captured, John fled directly to the Storm Territory.

In the Storm Territory, because he missed Catherine, he adopted an orphan girl who was exiled here.

Baron Doc, who originally thought he could live a peaceful life with his adopted daughter in the Storm Territory, took away his adopted daughter's life again.

From then on, John hated the nobles because he felt that the death of his two daughters was related to the nobles.

That day I looked at Nalant with a complex look, and he didn't know how to face Nalant.

It is true that Nalant has a good lord, but it is not enough to destroy him. He can hate Nalant without having any bad intentions, but he will never be loyal.

But now Nalant allowed him to regain his daughter's kindness, which was a new blessing for him.

"John, Catherine, what I have heard about you, what I also understand about you, I now absolve you of your past culpability, get up!" At this time, Nalant also had to do some "noble, self-cultivation" after all. This is indispensable for a superior to operate.

And listening to what John Blacksmith just said, he actually had a black iron castle before. The chief blacksmith needs to have such superb skills to become the chief blacksmith of an earl family.

After finishing speaking, Narant even helped John the blacksmith with his own hands.

"Thank you, my lord, for having a kind man. My lord, my lord, John will swear allegiance to you from now on!"

Next, Nalant continued to chat with John and his daughter for a while, then explained the stiletto sword, and immediately left with Vivian and Shirley.

Naturally, outsiders like Catherine and John, who reunited with their daughter, could not stay and disturb their reminiscences.

"My lord, what you just said to Sister Catherine and John Blacksmith was so touching that I almost cried!" Shirley's eyes were slightly red as she left the blacksmith shop.

And the same goes for Vivian.

However, unlike Shirley, Shirley still has a mother who loves her.

But Vivian lost her parents and only had a younger sister. The scene just now brought back memories for her.

"Shirley, then just cry and let me and Vivian see what Shirley looks like when she cries?" Nalant immediately teased the little loli.

"Shirley doesn't want it! Woohoo... Sir, you are bullying Shirley!" Shirley's emotions had not faded when she heard her master teasing her earlier. Now that she was bullied by the lord, Shirley immediately whined aggrievedly. He ran towards the front.

"Oh Shirley..." Seeing this, Vivian immediately wanted to call out to Shirley, but Narant directly grabbed Vivian's hand.

In an instant, Vivian's body trembled and turned white. A large red glow appeared on her face, and her ears and neck felt as if they were on fire.

"Don't be sad. Lilia and I care about you!" Nalant said softly to Vivian without letting go.

"Hmm!" Vivian then realized that the adult had uploaded the message to comfort her. She felt warm in her heart and buried her head in her collar. Shengruo Yousi said "Hmm" and did not dare to speak anymore.